The storm from the horizon howled restlessly, the rolling dark clouds rolled, and the sun hid in the clouds and did not dare to show its head.

A golden dragon flashed from the distant sky, its tail arcing like a rainbow.

The Lai Pi Tiger with a big square face crawled in the grass, looking at the dragon in the sky with a little timidity, not daring to let out its tiger roar that threatened the mountains and forests.

A couple was arguing, the woman walked without looking back, and the man shouted loudly behind him: "Don't think that I can't live without you, the three-legged toad can't be found, and the two-legged living person is!"

The woman gave him a disdainful look and continued on.

The man was unwilling, paused in the back, and suddenly shouted: "Don't talk about two-legged living people, even three-legged toads are also more, you see, the toads here are all three-legged!"

The woman looked down, and saw a group of three-legged toads on the ground staggering forward, jumping out of an irregular route, and finally plunging into the pond.

"It's actually a three-legged toad!"

The woman is flustered, these days, the three-legged toad is running everywhere, and it is not a problem for him to find another woman at all.

After weighing the pros and cons, the woman resolutely turned back, and the couple reconciled as before.

In a bizarre world, people live so heartlessly.

Mo Qing glanced at the quarreling couple from a distance, chuckled and lowered his head, and continued to flip the barbecue in his hand.

On an iron skewer, there is a string of toad legs, and all of them are the left front leg, because even if this leg is gone, those toads with strong regenerative ability can grow.

Moreover, Mo Qing believes that the meat of the left front leg is tender, nutritious and delicious, and barbecue is the most suitable.

After eating the string of toad legs, Mo Qing looked at the time, and the test of the family martial arts arena was about to begin.

"It's really a coincidence that I'm in a hurry, I haven't been able to cultivate for six years, and today I just fused and absorbed that cold qi, and before I had time to cultivate, this test is about to start, it seems that this time it's going to be a shame. ”

The pager rang, and the family had already sent a notice for everyone in the Mo family to go to the martial arts arena to gather.

Mo Qing got up helplessly and walked towards the family castle.

Qinglin County, Dayan Kingdom, the Mo family is performing martial arts.

The test hall is full of people, today is the time of the strength test within the Mo family, once every three years, it is very critical, after each test, the first, second and third generations of the family will be ranked according to the test results.

Those who rank at the top can get a higher status and better resource treatment for the family, which will continue until the next time the ranking is tested.

Therefore, every time it comes to the test, it is a grand event for the family, and people are trying their best to strive for the top ranking, and the more generous the treatment, it means that the future can get greater development.

The first to be tested were the three generations of disciples of the family.

Among the three generations of disciples, they are divided into direct disciples and collateral disciples, among which the direct disciples are the core disciples of the family, and the treatment is more generous than the collateral disciples, but those directly disciples who are ranked lower may not be treated as well as the top-ranked collateral disciples.

The first to appear are the side disciples.

A tall, fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy stood up and saluted in fear.

The elders of the above family nodded slightly, signaling that he could start.

The boy came to the fist strength tester belonging to the three generations of disciples, took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and made a "click" sound, showing a good strength.

"Hah!"

"Bang bang bang!"

This person's fists swung out continuously, and the speed was very fast, and it rumbled on the punch tester!

The tester is a huge instrument, weighing thousands of pounds, and it was actually slightly shaken by this disciple's continuous heavy punches, and huge numbers continued to appear on the display screen.

For a full ten seconds, the boy kept throwing frantically punches, and he didn't stop until the person in charge of the supervisor next to him shouted to stop.

Seeing sweat on his forehead, his body trembled a little, this crazy punch is the limit of what he can do at present, the consumption of physical strength is very large, and finally the test is over, and the mood is also a little relaxed, and the body is almost unable to hold on.

The person in charge of the supervision counted the young man's data with a blank face, and then announced to the people present: "The results of the side disciple Zhou Lie are as follows, with an average of 3.9 punches per second, and an average punch strength of 281 kilograms, and the second-level boxer is close to the peak in the later stage. ”

The elders of those families nodded one after another, this young man is not bad, and it seems that he has a good chance of hitting the third-level boxer within three months!

As a collateral disciple, the cultivation resources and family subsidies he received were not much, and it was already commendable to be able to achieve this level at this age.

An elder with the female surname of the family asked seemingly casually: "Can you check the results of the last Zhou Lie test?"

The person in charge of the supervisor was stunned, his position was to test, not responsible for inquiry, and he wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but when he saw this female surname, he finally couldn't say anything to refuse, but set his eyes on Mo Xuan, the head of the Mo family.

Mo Xuan was a middle-aged man with a cold face, his body was extremely strong, his eyes were like torches, he glanced back at the female surname, and then nodded to the person in charge of supervision: "Just check it out for her." ”

The person in charge hurriedly nodded, since the head of the family had agreed, he naturally wouldn't be a villain in vain, and hurriedly checked the records.

In the test three years ago, Zhou Lie punched an average of 1.4 punches per second, with an average punch strength of 72 kilograms, and was a trainee boxer. ”

When people heard this data, they were a little surprised, and they all started to talk about it, this Zhou Lie is not simple, he can jump from a trainee boxer to the peak of a second-level boxer within three years, and he will soon enter the third-level boxer, which is really amazing.

With his treatment, he can be regarded as an ordinary genius with this speed of progress.

Zhou Lie saw the admiring eyes of the head of the family, full of excitement, and nodded to the woman gratefully.

The woman blinked slightly, sat down indifferently, what she had to do was done.

With Zhou Lie's good start, the rest of the people came on the field one after another, and the head of the family, Mo Xuan, was also full of expectations for the achievements of the three generations of disciples.

But the results of subsequent tests were not satisfactory.

The progress of many side disciples is very small, although the strength of a few people is still above Zhou Lie, but when it comes to entering the realm, it is not as good as Zhou Lie.

Of course, their ranking is still ahead of Zhou Lie, but if it goes on like this, it is really unknown how long they can maintain their ranking.

After the side disciple test, it was the turn of the direct disciple of the Mo family.

The first one to appear is Mo Qing.

This order of appearance is determined according to the ranking situation of the last time, and in the last ranking, Mo Qing ranked first from the bottom of the inner disciples, so this time he was the first to appear.

Just like Zhou Lie just now, he was also ranked first from the bottom among the side disciples last time, so he was the first to appear.

Mo Xuan saw Mo Qing appear, and nodded: "Mo Qing, you didn't perform very well last time, you have been practicing for three years, and you are only a trainee boxer, I hope this time, you can bring a surprise to your grandfather, and it is not in vain that your father has high hopes for you when they leave, you know, your qualifications were unanimously favored by everyone in the family at the beginning." ”

Mo Qing was a thin teenager, about twelve or thirteen years old, and when he heard the words of the head of the family, he nodded silently, without any expression on his face, and came to the front of the fist strength testing machine.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Qing let out a loud cry and began to punch at the testing machine.

"Bang bang bang. ”

Whether it is the sound or rhythm, or the might, it is not comparable to the person in front, so to speak, no one can compare.

Ten seconds were over, the test was over, the overseer shouted to stop, and Mo Qing stopped tiredly, waiting for the results of the test.

"Mo Qing, an average of one punch per second, an average punch strength of 55 kilograms, trainee boxer. ”

After the person in charge finished counting with a blank face, there was a commotion around him.

"Wow! Is this Mo Qing, who was known as the genius boy of the family back then, how can he be at this level?"

"Didn't some people say back then that he was the hope of the family's Zhongxing? Why, did our family rely on a trainee boxer to embark on the road of Zhongxing? It's outrageous!"

"It's unimaginable that a person of this level is actually a direct disciple!"

Bursts of ridicule poured in, Mo Qing only frowned slightly, and his thin body stood like a javelin, not showing a look of timidity and inferiority.

Mo Xuan was also a little surprised by Mo Qing's results, how could it be so bad?

He said to the person in charge of supervision: "Check it, what was Mo Qing's score in the last test?"

The person in charge quickly found the record and said to Mo Xuan: "Family master, when Mo Qing was tested last time, he was nine years old, and at that time, he averaged 1.3 punches per second, with an average strength of 63 kilograms. ”

"What? Are you saying that in the past three years, Mo Qing has not only made no progress at all, but his grades have also regressed?"

That's exactly what it says on the record. ”

Mo Xuan glanced at Mo Qing with some sadness: "Mo Qing, have you ever trained in the past three years?"

"Grandpa, Mo Qing has been working hard. ”

"Hmph! The grades have regressed, and who would believe this kind of thing!"

The woman from before spoke again, her tone full of disdain.

Mo Xuan's words were interrupted, he was a little dissatisfied with this woman, and said in a deep voice: "Mo Qing's parents are not in the family, they are both heroes of the Mo family, and now this child has no one to take care of, and it is understandable to be slack, forget it, Mo Qing!

Although he spoke for Mo Qing, the disappointment in his tone was difficult to hide.

Mo Qing saluted Mo Xuan slightly, and did not go to see the tests of other people in the family, and turned around and left the test hall.

Not long after walking out of the testing hall, two people chased after me.

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