Between Zhan Qingyu's inner wail and angry scolding, nine spring and autumn seasons passed in a flash. He didn't know why the nine years were so long, the grassland was endless, and it couldn't carry his dreams. But what struck him as strange was that there was a void in his memory, as if it had been cut off.

There was only one hatred that always haunted him in the night and during the day, and that hatred was greater than anything else.

Zhan Qingyu longs to grow up and practice quickly, but he finds a very helpless problem. This grassland has been cursed by people, and it can only practice martial arts, but cannot practice, and it does not even have spiritual power.

"I want to grow up as fast as I can, I want to get out of here, I want revenge" Zhan Qingyu lay on the grass basking in the warm afternoon sun.

"But this is the Divine Power Jedi, the aura is restricted, and there is no aura in the entire grassland," he thought as he looked at the sky.

The black eyes suddenly dimmed: "The Taiji Diagram is so mysterious, it only allows me to release a simple spell and re-enter the Xuan Netherworld in the distant future." Forget it, no matter what, I'm also the first person on the grassland who can have spiritual power. Let's think about how to survive this beating. ”

In the morning when he was grazing, he beat the chief's son, and he did it quite hard. ended the history of him being bullied, but he was not happy at all, but faintly uneasy.

The patriarch's son said that there would be a hero who could single out the evil wolf to teach Zhan Qingyu a lesson.

The prairie advocates martial arts, and from the age of three or four to practice martial arts, so all men have a body of fists and feet. Although Zhan Qingyu is also one of them, his qualifications are not too high.

It was as if something intangible suppressed his understanding. And Zhanli, the son of the patriarch, is recognized as the number one master among the children in the clan.

Zhan Li is one year older than Zhan Qingyu, black and strong, and his strength and martial arts are unmatched among his peers. Zhan Qingyu doesn't like Zhan Li's style, and she can't get used to his arrogance. Therefore, Zhan Qingyu alienated a few friends who were originally playing well, and was alone in grazing and playing.

Recalling the bits and pieces of the past between memories that are vague and vague, even if they are intermittent and uninterrupted, always gives him some hope.

The environment has created Zhan Li's arrogant and domineering character, and all those who disobey him will suffer, and Zhan Qingyu is the target he often "takes care of".

The scene in the morning is still very clear.

"No, I must find a way, I must defeat you. Zhan Qingyu thought while looking at the white sheep. From irritability to calm slowly, and then sit motionless, with a sense of never admitting defeat, Zhan Qingyu is like a stone.

"I've been bullied by you for as long as I can remember. ”

"Aren't you just a little taller than me, a year older than me, and a year more martial arts than me, I will definitely find a way to defeat you. ”

"I'm going to give you a taste of that. ”

A powerful thirst burst out in Zhan Qingyu's heart, and along with this thought, some changes quietly occurred around him.

"Whew!" a small whirlwind blew around him, swirled around a few times, and then disappeared. In an instant, a circle of spiritual light appeared on the Taiji diagram in Zhan Qingyu's mind, which flashed and disappeared. Zhan Qingyu felt as if something strange had entered her body.

"Is there any movement in the Heavenly Machine Dao Diagram? spiritual power, I feel spiritual power" He couldn't believe it, this mysterious Tai Chi pattern has been motionless for nine years.

"Hey, boy, I'm here again!haha!" Just as Zhan Qingyu was thinking, a rough voice sounded.

"Oops!" Zhan Li said with an incredulous expression, "You are really diligent, how are you doing?"

"I'm grazing, and I'm not in the mood to fight you!" Zhan Qingyu whispered with a long burst of anger.

"Haha!" Zhan Li smiled proudly and said to a group of children behind him: "Are you afraid? If you're afraid, you can follow me, don't look like no one is convinced all day long, I don't look comfortable!"

"That's it, come with us to Zhan Qingyu. ”

"Let Zhan Li lead us to defeat the people of other tribes, how majestic it is!"

The children behind Zhan Li persuaded Zhan Qingyu one after another. Some are under the pressure of Zhanli, and some sincerely hope that Zhan Qingyu can join Zhanli's team and stop being bullied by Zhanli.

"I'm not interested!" Zhan Qingyu stood up and patted the blades of grass and dirt behind him, and was about to leave.

"Hey!" Zhan Liyi stretched out his hand to stop him: "If you want to go, you can win me." ”

Zhan Qingyu looked up at Zhan Li, who was a head taller than him. The face is slightly dark and disgusting, and some of the longer hairs on the lips are already more noticeable. The nascent muscles are pumping a lot of force under the clothes.

The real warriors on the grassland have a body of enviable muscles, and Zhan Li will definitely become a qualified warrior. Winning the battle is impossible for Zhan Qingyu. None of the children, including the children present, or even the adults of the entire tribe, thought it would happen.

"I can't beat it. Zhan Qingyu lowered her head and walked to the side.

"If you can't beat it, you have to be obedient, you still want to join the hunting team at the tribal assembly, how can you be cowardly! Zhan Li pushed Zhan Qingyu violently and laughed.

Zhan Qingyu stumbled, leaning and being pushed to the grass, a hard stone poked his forehead, and the blade of grass stained his face.

The other children rushed up, kicked and beaten, and Zhan Qingyu's teeth clenched, bearing the pain.

"Haha!" After getting some kind of satisfaction, under Zhanli's gesture, these children obediently retreated behind Zhanli for a while.

"Aren't you amazing?"

"Where's your spell?

"Then, I'll spare you this time when you crawl over!" Zhan Li spread his thick legs and said, "Climb!"

"It's too much to deceive people," Zhan Qingyu's hateful teeth gurgled.

"Hurry up and climb!"

Looking at the tower-like Zhan Li and the group of noisy friends behind him, Zhan Qingyu's heart rose boundless anger.

The countless times of being bullied and humiliated, the love and pity of Abba and Auntie, and the contempt and ridicule of other people in the clan filled Zhan Qingyu's mind for a while. Zhan Qingyu clenched his fists fiercely: the strange power just now was still there, and the spiritual power slowly entered Zhan Qingyu's meridians from the Taiji diagram.

"Then I will put an end to your arrogance in front of me today. Zhan Qingyu finally mustered up the courage to resist.

"Oops, stand up!"

"This is to challenge our boss. ”

"Boss beat him!"

Zhan Qingyu slowly stood up, wiped his forehead and face, a small piece of red stuck to his hand, and he took two steps towards Zhan Li.

"Crawl over. Zhan Li raised his head and didn't look at Zhan Qingyu.

The children behind Zhan Li were a little frightened when they saw Zhan Qingyu's eyes, and they stopped coaxing. A trace of reddish light appeared in Zhan Qingyu's eyes, and this was his boundless anger. His eyes widened, his fists clenched, and a sudden burst of aura that frightened the group of children.

"What kind of power will the fist blessed by spiritual power have?" Zhan Qingyu looked at his thin arm.

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