Zhang Ren's emotion did not make Zhao Siyu's heavy heart feel a little relaxed.

Zhang Ren is right, with the help of the family, he will let himself go further, but the premise of the family's help is that he still has enough potential, so that he can get more resources and help, and now he seems to have been sentenced to death, his heart is lost, and all thoughts are lost.

Zhang Ren also felt that Zhao Siyu's mood was a little different at this time.

"Zhao Yougong and Hong Jinquan of this youth group, one entered the Yuqing Sect, the other entered the Religious Council, what about Hong Kesheng, the champion of the adult group" Zhang Ren continued to ask, "What happened in the end?"

"Hong Kesheng is young and promising, he was only thirty-six years old when he won the championship, he had already reached the third rank of martial arts, he won the first place in the martial arts competition, and was valued by Song Zongtian, and was later introduced into the Royal Guard Longlou Army" Zhao Xinlong nodded and said.

"Longlou Army!" Zhang Ren was excited again, "This is too powerful!"

"Not bad" Zhao Xinlong smiled and said, "This Longlou Army belongs to the royal family, and is directly ordered by the monarch Song Zhongliang, the Emperor of the Water, and I am fortunate to have the guidance of his old man, and the future in this life is unlimited."

"When will I have such good luck," Zhang Ren exclaimed. Feng Yu listened to it and laughed.

"Okay, instead of feeling other people's lives, it's better to try to grasp your own life" Zhao Xinlong said seriously, "Isn't your goal to become the strongest martial artist in the Wuyuan Continent, then become the strongest martial artist in Xiangyun City first!"

"Okay! I, Zhang Ren, swear here!" After Zhang Ren listened to the deeds of Zhao Yougong, Hong Jinquan and Hong Kesheng, his heart was full of fighting spirit, "No matter what kind of difficulties and obstacles I encounter, I, Zhang Ren, will never change my mind, and I will definitely become the strongest martial artist in Xiangyun City!"

Zhao Xinlong nodded slightly, giving Zhang Ren's eyes affirmation and encouragement, and Feng Yu also said on the side, "Brother Zhang Ren, come on, Feng Yu believes in you!"

Only Zhao Siyu was silent, and seemed to be still in a daze.

"Hey, what's wrong," Zhang Ren shouted loudly, "Zhao Siyu"

"Ah," Zhao Siyu replied, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong" Zhang Ren smiled, "I still want to ask you, where have you been in a daze since the beginning"

"It's nothing," Zhao Siyu replied in a low voice.

"Don't have confidence?" Zhang Ren said with a smile.

"What confidence?" Zhao Siyu asked.

"Defeat me" Zhang Ren smiled, "I don't have the confidence to defeat me at the martial arts competition of the Wuyuan Festival, but I just put the words here"

"What words?" Zhao Siyu asked with a serious face.

Zhang Ren saw Zhao Siyu's expression, and was very annoyed in his heart: "Feelings, you look down on me!

Zhao Siyu thought for a while and said, "Very good."

"Very good?" Zhang Ren was a little annoyed by Zhao Siyu's lukewarm attitude, "Zhao Siyu, you make it clear, what's good?"

"It's good to be the number one powerhouse in Xiangyun City," Zhao Siyu replied lukewarmly.

"Zhao Siyu, if you don't want to cultivate with us, just say it," Zhang Ren finally couldn't hold back the fire in his heart and said loudly, "You have been in a daze since the beginning, I really don't know what you are doing here"

Zhao Siyu was still silent.

When Zhao Xinlong saw the scene in front of him, he was indeed worried in his heart, but Zhao Xinlong knew in his heart that some things could not be done well as a father, and the reason why life was inseparable from friends was that some words could neither be said to his parents, nor to his lover or other half, and friends were a kind of lubricant and a catharsis to regulate his emotions.

"After talking for so long, I'm also tired, let's take a short rest" Zhao Xinlong turned around and left after saying this.

The reason why Zhao Xinlong did this was to give Zhao Siyu some space to think, in fact, it was also to make time and space, so that the positive and optimistic Feng Yu and the never-give-up Zhang Ren could infect Zhao Siyu, so that Zhao Siyu could cultivate a character that would benefit him for life under such an infection.

Feng Yu saw that Zhao Xinlong didn't want to stop the upcoming conflict between Zhang Ren and Zhao Siyu, and he was a little puzzled, but out of respect for Zhao Xinlong, he didn't say anything, and Feng Yu was even more determined that he wanted to be here, if the two of them really fought, with Feng Yu's ability now, he could still stop it.

Zhang Ren and Zhao Siyu looked at Zhao Xinlong, who turned to leave, and didn't say anything, but in their hearts, they thought that Zhao Xinlong was really tired and just went to rest.

Zhao Siyu took a deep breath after Zhao Xinlong left, and then sat down.

Zhang Ren still asked relentlessly, "Zhao Siyu, what do you mean!"

"I'm not interested," Zhao Siyu looked down at the grass of the martial arts training ground, and said without raising his head.

"You stand up for me!" Zhang Ren was completely angry, stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Siyu's clothes and shouted, "Who did you show with a stinky face from the beginning?"

Zhao Siyu's heart was also full of resentment because of disappointment and loss, and the resentment in his heart was ignited by Zhang Ren's anger, and he shook off Zhang Ren's hand and shouted, "I just put on a stinky face, how about it!

"What the hell do you care about me?" Zhang Ren grabbed Zhao Siyu's collar again and said, "You're fucking in my way."

Zhao Siyu, who was grabbed by Zhang Ren's collar, was full of contempt in his eyes, and the anger in Zhang Ren's eyes, who was looking at Zhao Siyu, seemed to be about to devour Zhao Siyu.

Zhao Siyu and Zhang Ren looked at each other at a distance of ten centimeters from each other, and for a full minute, neither of them would give in.

Suddenly, the corners of Zhao Siyu's mouth slanted, and he sneered, "I'm just in the way of you, what can you do" word by word, the words are clear, and they are all full of cynicism.

"I'll fuck you" Zhang Ren finally broke out and kicked Zhao Siyu to the ground.

Although Zhao Siyu's root has recovered, after all, only the internal injuries have recovered, and the external injuries are still there, plus Zhao Siyu's heart is like ashes, deliberately provoking Zhang Ren to anger, so naturally he didn't think about resisting, he fell down in response, and he was still laughing after falling to the ground.

"Zhao Siyu" Zhang Ren shouted loudly, "So many people are here to accompany you, you fucking count that green onion" said, riding on Zhao Siyu, waving his fist is a face. Although Zhang Ren's injury was not good, Zhang Ren at this moment, full of anger, regardless of the pain in his body, forced a punch, and the strength may not be as good as before, but Zhao Siyu still spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother Siyu" Feng Yu saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly stepped forward and shouted, "Brother Zhang Ren, stop fighting"

"Where are you standing, don't come here," Zhang Ren ordered in an unquestioning tone, "Today I want to teach this guy a good lesson, everyone is here for him, for their own goals, patience and struggle, why does he put on a look that he has nothing to do with himself! Why does he put on a look of seeing through the world and giving up lightly!" After speaking, Zhang Ren punched Zhao Siyu again, but Zhao Siyu didn't look like he wanted to fight back at all.

One punch, two punches, three punches......

"Zhao Siyu," Zhang Ren shouted, "You cheer me up! Are you worthy of Aunt Yao like this, are you worthy of it!"

Zhao Siyu heard Zhang Ren talk about his mother, and suddenly, his hands pressed on the ground, and he reflexively punched Zhang Ren aside.

"You know what!"