Here, Ke Yuhao couldn't stay for a moment, maybe he felt that the chubby boy was right, his father didn't sign up for himself, maybe he was afraid that he would embarrass the Ke family. Under the disdainful gaze and ridicule of everyone, Ke Yuhao left alone and returned home.

The Ke family is the giant of this Night Moon City, and the Lord of Night Moon City is also a member of the Ke family, and he is the younger brother of the current patriarch of the Ke family. And Ke Yuhao is the eldest son of the current patriarch.

Although he is nominally the eldest son, his status in the family is pitiful, and he is not even as good as the ordinary children in the family.

The people of the Ke family did not live together, but scattered throughout the Night Moon City, and almost thirty percent of the people in the Night Moon City were members of the Ke family. Seventy percent of the industries in Night Moon City are in charge of the Ke family, and in Night Moon City, the Ke family almost covers the sky with one hand.

Ke Yuhao returned to his residence, in the most remote small mansion in the north of the city. He has lived here since he was ten years old, without a single servant to take care of it, and he takes care of all the food and daily life by himself. No one wants to live with him, so Ke Yuhao has always been alone.

Although this small mansion is a little remote, it is not small, and it is more than enough for Ke Yuhao to live alone.

The courtyard is full of wooden stakes, and Ke Yuhao cultivates in the courtyard on weekdays. He knew that he didn't have the talent of pupil cultivation, but he could strengthen his body and practice martial arts.

Although martial cultivation and pupil cultivation are two different concepts, pupil cultivators are much more noble than martial cultivators. Pupil cultivators are divided according to their ranks, and they can be divided into: Demon Pupil Apprentice, Demon Warrior, Demon Master, Great Demon Master, Spirit Pupil Demon Sect, Spirit Pupil Demon Venerable, and Spirit Pupil Sage. There are seven levels in total, and each level is divided into junior high school and senior high school.

As for martial cultivation, in the Tongwu Continent, the weapons used by martial cultivators are all swords, and the sword is the most noble weapon on the Tongwu Continent. The use of other weapons will only attract shame and be regarded as a sideshow, and will not make the person with the sword unworthy of being called a warrior.

In fact, the most important thing is that there are only combat skills about knife techniques on the mainland, and there are no combat skills about other weapons, so the knife naturally becomes the only weapon. Therefore, martial arts cultivation is also called sword cultivation, and according to the rank, it is divided into sword disciples, sword masters, sword masters, great sword masters, sword sects, sword honors, and sword saints.

Although the levels of sword cultivation and pupil cultivation correspond to each other, the status of pupil cultivators and sword cultivators of the same level is very different. The status of a great mage is comparable to that of an ordinary sword sect, and only when the strength of a sword cultivator reaches the sword venerable level will there be a significant change in status.

There are sword cultivators all over the continent, and the ratio of sword cultivators to pupil cultivators is almost nine to one, but most of the sword cultivators among them are below the sword sect.

Above the Sword Venerable, including the Sword Venerable and the Sword Saint, they are extremely rare on the mainland, so if a person can't cultivate with pupils, then the strength of the Sword Venerable can be regarded as a strong person, and he has the right to speak on the mainland.

The reason why pupil cultivation is precious is not only because pupil cultivation is difficult, but also because the number of pupil cultivators on the continent is small. Another important reason is that Hitomi cultivators play a much greater role on the battlefield than sword cultivators.

A Sword Sect, when he enters the battlefield, can kill one, two, or even ten or twenty enemies, but in the face of thousands of people, the strong man of the Sword Sect can only temporarily avoid its edge.

However, a powerhouse of the Spirit Pupil Demon Sect, a single earth-level pupil technique can kill hundreds or thousands of people in an instant. On the battlefield, a strong pupil cultivator is the object of key protection.

It was already late at night, but Ke Yuhao still kept waving the war knife in his hand and practicing his knife skills. Because of the relationship between exercising since childhood, Ke Yuhao, who is only fifteen years old, is already very strong, and his height is about 1.75 meters.

The war knife in Ke Yuhao's hand was given to him by his mother before she died. This war knife is not very sharp, and even a little blunt, but it has a lot of weight, and at the age of fourteen, Ke Yuhao has enough strength to hold it.

As a relic left by his mother, no matter how blunt it was, Ke Yuhao was not willing to discard the knife, but carried the knife on his back all the time, and slept with the knife even if he slept.

"I must win!" Ke Yuhao stopped what he was doing, and roared with a serious face, beads of sweat on his face continued to fall from his forehead, and the clothes on his body were already soaked with sweat.

At this time, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open, Ke Yuhao turned his head to look, a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a golden robe, walked into the courtyard with a two-meter-long scepter in his hand, and the upper end of the scepter shone with a golden light, looming.

"Hao'er, give up, you're not his opponent!" The middle-aged man who walked in the door looked at Ke Yuhao and shook his head helplessly and said.

From the moment Ke Yuhao challenged him, the news had naturally spread throughout the city. The whole city felt very ridiculous about this, and they were all waiting to see Ke Yuhao's joke.

"Father, even you don't believe me, why can't I defeat him!" Ke Yuhao said to the middle-aged man in front of him, his eyes staring directly at the middle-aged man, with a look of unwillingness.

This middle-aged man is Ke Jia's current patriarch and Ke Yuhao's father, Ke Zhantian, and his status in Night Moon City is the most noble.

The affairs of the Ke family are basically in charge of him, and he has also heard about his son's affairs today, so he came to Ke Yuhao's small mansion at this time.

"It's useless! You don't have any talent for pupil cultivation, you can't defeat him!" Ke Zhantian said with a sigh.

For his eldest son, he also felt very helpless, it was not Ke Yuhao's fault that he didn't have the talent of pupil cultivation, he didn't snub Ke Yuhao because of this, but as the patriarch, he had too many things to manage, and he didn't have time to take care of Ke Yuhao at all.

Although Ke Yuhao can't cultivate his pupils, he can still cultivate his sword, even if he can't become a strong man of a generation, at least he can learn a few skills, but it's a pity that there are very few people in the family who know how to cultivate swords, and even if he does, no one is willing to teach Ke Yuhao. In this regard, Ke Zhantian worked until he felt very guilty.

"What if you don't have the talent of Hitomi Cultivation, I can cultivate the sword, you see, I can!" Ke Yuhao became more and more excited the more he spoke, waving the war knife in his hand, and slashing out with a powerful knife, splitting it on the stake, instantly splitting the stake in front of him in half.

Ke Yuhao tried his best to show himself in front of his father to prove that he was not a waste material.

"Hao'er, without the guidance of a famous teacher, your sword skills are too weak, and your opponent is already a Demon Pupil apprentice, you can't defeat him, give up!" Ke Zhantian did not change his initial opinion without Ke Yuhao's actions, and still advised Ke Yuhao to give up.

"No, no, no!" Ke Yuhao shook his head vigorously, unwilling to accept this fact. He was unwilling, he wanted to give it a try, to prove his strength, "I will beat him, I will!" Ke Yuhao repeatedly emphasized to himself.

"Eh......" Ke Zhantian sighed helplessly, shook his head, and then slowly turned around and slowly left the small mansion.

"Father, father!" Ke Yuhao yelled at Ke Zhantian's back, but Ke Zhantian didn't look back, and left the small mansion with his back to Ke Yuhao.

Ke Yuhao looked at the back of Ke Zhantian leaving, and his heart was painful. Tears couldn't help but fall from the corners of his eyes, down his cheeks, and drip onto the sword in his hand.

"Mother!" Ke Yuhao looked at the war knife in his hand and muttered in a low voice. Ke Yuhao recalled his mother, who was desperately trying to protect herself, and letting herself survive was not for him to give up on himself, but for him to work hard.

He believes that even if all the people in the world no longer support him, his mother will still support him unconditionally.

"Mother, I will definitely work hard!" Ke Yuhao said in a low voice, wiping away the tears from his cheeks, and a faint smile appeared on his face. "Mother, I won't let you down!"

Although he thought so in his heart, in fact, Ke Yuhao himself also understood that his strength was too much different from that of a Motong apprentice, and now he was not even a sword apprentice, but his physical fitness was slightly better than that of ordinary people.

But he has a persistence that others don't have, and a courage that others don't have.

Ke Yuhao continued to train hard in the courtyard, sometimes wielding his sword to practice his knife skills. Sometimes he lifts hundreds of pounds of boulders to exercise his arm strength, and sometimes he trains his endurance around the yard robe. It wasn't until late at night that Ke Yuhao stopped everything and entered the house to rest.

The next morning, Ke Yuhao left his family's small mansion early and walked towards the back mountain.

Although it was said that the duel time was set at dusk, Ke Yuhao planned to practice in the back mountain for a while before meeting the challenge, so that he could have more confidence and confidence.

Ke Yuhao came to the back mountain, and after some extreme training, he finally lay down due to physical exhaustion. Ke Yuhao lay on the hillside, looking up at the sky. The sky is so blue and the air is so fresh.

On weekdays, he can only enjoy this peace quietly here.

Ke Yuhao often thinks that being a waste is not necessarily a bad thing, although there is endless ridicule, discrimination and insults. But at least he didn't have to worry about the future of his family, and he didn't have to think about too many things.

When he learned that he didn't have the talent of Hitomi cultivation, he also thought about living a dull life. But the world didn't allow him to do that, and the discrimination and ridicule around him made him unbearable.

Maybe this is the rule on the Tongwu Continent, only strength is the most important, strength is supreme, and the strong are respected. Ke Yuhao gradually understood this truth, so he chose to practice penance day and night. Although this effect is minimal, Ke Yuhao believes that diligence will be able to change all this.