"You, come here!" said a middle-aged man who was tall, muscular, and powerful at a glance on the martial arts arena in Tengjia Town, pointing to a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy in a group of children.

"Hello instructor. The young man's eyebrows are clear, his figure looks a little thin and thin, the young man's eyes are clear, and there is a resolute taste between his eyebrows.

"Hehe, Teng Fei is going to be abused again!"

"The instructor must think that it is more cool to abuse the son of the Teng family!"

"Alas, speaking of which, Teng Fei Gongzi, it's quite pitiful......"

"Yes, the son of the Teng family, he can't sense the fighting spirit, many people say that he is not the real Teng family's bloodline!"

"Shhh, don't dare to say this, if you let others hear it, you Lao Tzu will not be able to protect you in Chapter 1 Teng Fei! Anyway, our family is doing things for the Teng family, just do what you should do honestly." ”

"Hey, hey, hey......"

A group of teenagers looked at the thin back with a smile and whispered below.

The middle-aged man known as the instructor had a serious face, looked at Teng Fei with undisguised disdain in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Your Black Tiger Fist, how are you practicing, I'm going to take the school exam, come on, take out your strength to eat milk, and attack me with all your might!"

"Hahaha!" the group of teenagers below burst into laughter, leaning back and forth in laughter.

Teng Fei's resolute face didn't show any unusual expression, just nodded slightly. Come to the instructor and salute with a fist.

Then he stood firm, bent down slightly, and opened the black tiger fist pose, a pair of clear and pure eyes, without any emotion, let out a loud shout, waved his right arm, and instantly exerted force, with a faint sound of the wind, a punch hit the instructor's chest.

"The momentum is good, but the strength is ......" The middle-aged instructor shook his head slightly: "But it's too bad!"

As soon as his body was wrong, he stretched out an arm, and no one saw how he moved Teng Fei in the first chapter, so he dodged Teng Fei's punch, and at the same time, that hand was on Teng Fei's shoulder, and with a slight shock, Teng Fei's body flew up uncontrollably.

Boom!

I fell the sand a few meters away, and I didn't get up for half a day.

"The instructor is mighty!"

"The instructor is amazing!"

"The instructor's Flying Eagle Thirteen Style is simply amazing!"

As Teng Fei was thrown on the sand, a tide of sycophants rushed towards the middle-aged instructor, and the middle-aged instructor's serious and rigid face showed a faint smile, and said: "Flying Eagle Thirteen Style, it belongs to the intermediate martial arts, you are not yet the time to learn it." I'm just letting you see, martial arts are not useless, as long as you practice hard, one day, you ...... You can also become a master like me!"

"Instructor, then do we have any hope of defeating the Douqi Martial Artist?" a tall young man in the crowd asked loudly.

The middle-aged instructor was silent for a while, and then said: "Douqi martial artists are all the darlings of the heavens, and we are just a group of ordinary people, but, in this world, not all of them are the world of Douqi martial artists, ordinary people have the way of ordinary people! The cultivation of martial arts, when it reaches a certain level, can also form a unique energy in the body, called true qi, which can make the power of the move stronger." A more advanced martial artist can transform his true qi into a true element, and when he reaches the realm of the true yuan being released, then he also has the power to fight with a fighting martial artist!"

The middle-aged instructor said, a flash of gloom flashed in his eyes, how could this group of ignorant teenagers know that they can't sense the fighting spirit between heaven and earth, how difficult it will be for an ordinary person to become a powerful martial artist, it is simply a road full of thorns, every step is difficult to compare with the sky.

"Instructor, where have you reached now?"

The middle-aged instructor sank his face and reprimanded: "Okay, let's start training, don't be too ambitious! You remember, Douqi martial artists, you don't have to think about it, but if you are willing to work hard, true qi martial artists, or even true yuan martial artists, you still have hope!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged instructor muttered to himself in a low voice: "Yes, there is hope if you work hard, it is better than no hope at all." ”

The middle-aged instructor here began to teach a group of teenagers to learn Black Tiger Boxing, and no one paid attention to Teng Fei who was still lying on the sand not far away.

Even if he is the son of the Teng family, but so what? A wasted person who fights martial arts and wastes is destined to have no achievements in martial arts.

No one will sympathize with the weak!

In the eyes of the children, the son of the powerful Teng family is just an occasional pleasure for the middle-aged instructor, and at other times, the middle-aged instructor who was hired by the Teng family is still very serious.

Yes, others are not bad, they just don't look down on this Teng family's fighting and martial arts, that's all.

The sand of the martial arts arena is relatively soft, which is also for fear that the children will be injured during training, but if you fall hard, although you will not be injured, the taste of being beaten to meat is definitely not comfortable.

Teng Fei lay on the sand, looking at the blue sky above his head, a few clouds floating, and his clear eyes were full of gloom and loss.

This martial arts arena is owned by the Teng family, the Teng family is the most powerful family in the town, and most of the ordinary people in Tengjia Town are doing things for the Teng family.

The group of teenagers on the martial arts arena are all the children of some side branches and stewards in the Teng family. They will become the backbone of the Teng family in the near future, and for this group of teenagers, their goal in life is to be recognized by the family in the future through continuous efforts, take charge of one party, and become a master.

Teng Fei knew that the instructor didn't like him, he couldn't sense the fighting spirit, he didn't know what the body was, he was weak and pitiful, compared to strength, any peer, even if he was one or two years younger than him, he could easily beat him.

It's not that Teng Fei didn't work hard enough, on the contrary, even if the Teng family focused on cultivating those children who could sense fighting spirit, few of them worked harder than Teng Fei.

It can be said that Teng Fei is the one who gets up first and sleeps the latest in the entire Teng family!

Every day before dawn, Teng Fei would tie a thirty-pound sandbag and run five laps around the two-mile martial arts arena!

For any training course laid out by the instructor, it will be completed meticulously. In the evening, I am still reading various books and learning knowledge.

At the beginning, the instructor still admired him, but gradually, he began to be disappointed in him, and now, he is almost desperate.

A waste doomed to no achievement, who wants to pay attention?

Teng Fei moved his aching body a few times, slowly got up, glanced at the hot training scene over there, stood up, patted off the dust on his body, and limped towards the outside of the martial arts arena.

From beginning to end, the middle-aged instructor and the group of teenagers, no one, turned their heads to look at Teng Fei more, Teng Fei himself belonged to a supernumerary member here, and this group of teenagers never regarded Teng Fei as their companion.

It wasn't until Teng Fei's thin and thin figure disappeared outside the martial arts arena that the middle-aged instructor sighed in detail, and said in his heart: Why bother? A son with a noble status can't cultivate, so it's better to go into business, study hard, and be an official!

With the power of the Teng family and his father's great contributions to the Teng family, his life must be very happy, why do you have to insist on taking this road? I really don't understand what this young man thinks in his heart, let me be humiliated in every way, but still insist, isn't this asking for hardship?

The middle-aged instructor thought in his heart, and loudly scolded a few children who were not serious, and said secretly in his heart: It seems that I want to find a chance to talk to the old man of the family, or don't let Teng Fei practice martial arts, this kid is very good, it is said that he is also outstanding in literary talent, let him be an official and go into business, it is better than taking the road of martial arts, I don't know how many times!

Teng Fei walked slowly to the door of the family library, the gatekeeper was an old man, according to his generation, it should be Teng Fei's grandfather's generation, and he sat at the door of the library all day long, dozing off and basking in the sun, as if he would never wake up.

Seeing Teng Fei, the old man opened his eyes slightly, waved his hand, and signaled Teng Fei to be free.

Teng Fei respectfully saluted the old man, and then walked into the library pavilion, this place, non-descendants of the Teng family, is not allowed to enter at will, although Teng Fei can not cultivate, but his various treatments, but not because of this is not restricted, in the library, there are a large number of collections, many books, are not seen from the outside at all.

The library was deserted, in the morning, most of the children of the family were cultivating, and few people would enter here, Teng Fei would deliberately stagger the time every day so as not to meet with the group of brothers and sisters.

In the face of ridicule, he can deal with it calmly, but he can't stand some sympathetic and pitiful glances.

I can't cultivate, but I ...... Not waste!!!