Ten years later. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Green Forest Village, located between the mountains and mountains, isolated from the world, is located in a very remote place in the territory of the Huowu clan.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the outside world of the Huowu clan, the life of the small village is more peaceful and peaceful, and there is no dispute with the world. However, all this seems to have quietly changed after a black-robed man arrived here ten years ago with an unconscious little boy in his arms......

In the Huowu clan, what people believe in and pursue is all "martial arts", and the name of the warrior has long become the goal and honor that every martial artist has pursued all his life! For the small village, going out of the mountains and cultivating a real martial artist is the greatest expectation of the whole small village!

At the head of the small village, there is a spacious martial arts training ground, which is where the villagers teach the talented children to practice. In this small village, having the opportunity to practice martial arts is already a small luxury, even the most superficial martial arts moves are enough to make children full of joy and study hard.

"You are all the children of the village who are most likely to become warriors, you must work hard to cultivate, and in the future, you will go out of the mountains and become the heroes of the village!"

At this time, in the martial arts training ground at the head of the small village, a strong adult villager instructor was talking aloud to seven or eight teenagers.

"Yes!"

There was a crisp and energetic cheer from the teenagers in the field, and everyone was full of sunshine and confidence on their faces, standing straight, with heavy sandbags tied to their legs without exception, and they were going to practice hard under the guidance of the villagers' instructors.

"If you want to become a martial artist, the most important thing is to have your own martial arts, and only by firmly believing in martial arts can you continue to become stronger......"

The burly villager instructor, standing in front of this group of teenagers with his hands behind his back, said with a full of anger, and then raised his hand to a thin teenager on the far left and asked, "Stone, tell me what your martial arts are?"

The thin young man named Stone was a little frightened, looked left and right, and stammered slightly, "I...... My martial arts are, yes......"

"Say!" the villager instructor frowned.

Shi gritted his teeth, and finally mustered up the courage to say loudly: "I must marry the Cuihua of Second Uncle Wang's family in the future!"

Stone's words immediately made the teenagers burst into laughter, the villagers' instructor's face changed, and he shook his head with hatred, and then stopped all the teenagers with a sharp look, which immediately stopped the laughter, and everyone was silent. The stone shrank his head even more timidly.

"Huzi, what do you say, what is your martial arts?" The villager instructor's face was still a little ugly and pointed to another sturdy young man who was diametrically opposed to the stone, obviously, if he heard that kind of "deviant" words again this time, with the temper of the villager instructor, it would be indispensable for the teenagers to suffer a bitter meal. For a moment, the teenagers all looked at Huzi with pleading eyes.

Fortunately, Huzi did not live up to his expectations, only to see him hold his head high and say with dignity and awe: "My martial arts is to go out of the mountains, get the name of a warrior, and become a hero in the village!"

The villager instructor seemed a little surprised, nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "Very good! Huzi, your talent is also the best among all, and becoming a martial artist is also your most hopeful!"

The villagers' instructor praised him without hesitation, which made Huzi's face flash with joy, and he raised his head proudly. The rest of the teenagers breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him with "admiration" on their faces.

However, what everyone in the martial arts training ground didn't know at this time was that in a dense forest not far from the edge of the field, a pair of sneaky eyes were looking at them at some point. Through the gaps in the dense grass, you can vaguely see that the owner of those eyes is a boy who is no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, and the young man's delicate facial features are as clear and handsome as carefully carved, especially the pair of eyes that are as clear and flawless as the blue sky, as if they will always carry a hope and heat, like a spark beating and scorching.

It's just that at this time, in order not to be discovered, the young man was crawling in the grass, his clothes were covered with mud, and his messy black hair was still pasted with a miscellaneous leaf, and his appearance looked quite funny. But the young man didn't care at all, and still pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on the words of the villager instructor.

"Martial arts is the foundation that supports all the source power of a martial artist, but if you want to become a powerful martial artist, in addition to having your own unswerving martial arts, it is more important to cultivate a martial soul, just like this......" In the field, the villager instructor continued to explain to the teenagers, and at the same time, two fingers came out together, and a rapidly rotating gray energy ball was formed on the fingertips, rippling a little ripple.

"Martial Soul!"

The teenagers were amazed at the same time, their mouths wide open, and the light on their faces was refracted and distorted through the gray balls.

The young man who was lying in the grass ...... "Martial Spirit " also smashed his mouth, his bright eyes stared at the gray ball on the fingertips of the villager instructor for a moment, his breath was short, and his heart was very hot.

"Huh?"

At this moment, the villager instructor suddenly frowned, sighed lightly, as if he had found something, swept his eyes sharply into the dense forest, and shouted: "Whoever is there, come out for me!"

"Oops!"

The young man complained bitterly in his heart, but he didn't expect that only this slight abnormality was noticed by the villager instructor, this is good, and he didn't hear the cultivation method of the martial soul!

With regret, the young man's figure flickered nimbly in the grass, and immediately ran into the depths of the forest.

However, the profound martial spirit of the villager instructor was once again revealed at this moment, and he shouted "Stinky boy, stop for me!" and swept over like a violent wind, and everywhere he passed, he withered and decayed, and all the grass and branches were blown away, and he was about to chase after the young man in the blink of an eye.

"That's the teacher's martial arts talent, 'Wind Fury'!" the teenagers in the martial arts training ground exclaimed one after another.

I saw that although the boy tried his best to escape, he was still caught by the villager instructor in a few breaths, grabbed his collar, and was still in a clearing in the woodland.

"Ouch!"

The young man fell so much that his eyes were full of gold stars, and he rolled seven or eight times in a row, and he could barely see the original color of his cloth clothes, and the sand and gravel and broken leaves were stained.

"Dong Yunyue! it's you bastard again!" the fiery voice of the villager instructor startled a bird in the forest.

The young man named Dong Yunyue grinned and covered his buttocks, but when he saw the villager instructor slowly coming over with a terrible expression, he smiled and said, "That, instructor, you see that the weather is really good today......"

"Shut up!" The villager instructor glanced at him angrily, and said slightly angrily: "Dong Yunyue, this is the first time, tell me why you came to steal martial arts again!"

Dong Yunyue was speechless, stumbling, and put her fingers to her lips awkwardly, but she couldn't say why. At this time, the teenagers in the martial arts training ground also followed one by one with the heavy sandbags on their feet, panting, but after seeing Dong Yunyue, they all had a surprised expression on their faces.

"It turned out to be you, Dong Yunyue, you guy actually came to steal martial arts again!" Shi said angrily.

"Dong Yunyue, don't you know the rules of the village? People who don't have martial arts talent are not allowed to cultivate!" Huzi also sneered, not knowing that this sentence was like revealing a scar, stabbing the young man's heart fiercely.

"That's right, Dong Yunyue, you will never be able to become a martial artist! Don't waste your efforts, you can't awaken your martial arts talent, no matter how hard you try, it's useless!" The other teenagers also accused, and the sentence "No matter how hard you try, it's useless!", echoed like a spell for a long time, completely extinguishing that fiery heart.

Dong Yunyue's mood gradually became depressed, his black hair hung down, and no one could see his expression clearly, only to see his clenched white hand trembling slightly because he was too hard.

"That's enough!" The burly instructor shouted with a calm face at this time, stopping the teenagers from continuing to attack, and turned his head to look at Dong Yunyue, but saw that his face was a little abnormal, and frowned slightly: "Dong Yunyue, you come with me!" After speaking, he turned around and left.

Dong Yunyue lowered her head, didn't say a word, felt the eyes of the teenagers, and after a pause, she slowly followed.

"This scrap wood. The teenagers pouted secretly.