Chapter Seventy-Eight: Once

Twenty years ago.

It was raining heavily and the clouds were thick.

At the foot of a cliff outside a village, a horse-drawn carriage tumbles to the ground, and a fierce horse with a broken leg roars.

"I didn't expect to be so lucky that someone could have an accident."

A fat guy with a hat and a fat face looked at the mess and didn't have any sympathy, but gloated extremely much.

Behind him was a soaking wet woman in thin clothes, but this woman was extremely ugly, with a purple pustule on her face.

"Daddy, child, it seems that there are still living people."

The ugly woman noticed that an arm was still moving under the carriage, and she hurried forward to help.

But as soon as he walked a few steps, he was stopped by the fat guy and scolded sharply: "What to save, what does it matter to us." ”

However, after noticing that there was a jade bracelet on the arm that was still moving, the fat guy also had his eyes shining, and he took off the jade bracelet roughly.

"Daddy, we can't ....."

The ugly woman just wanted to persuade, but was directly slapped by the obese man, "Stinky woman, dare to say more to kill you!" ”

A slap directly slapped the ugly woman to the ground, allowing the bean rain to hit her body.

The purple pus on the woman's face was also beaten and bleeding, flowing down her neck.

The fat man looked disgusted, but he turned his head and stepped into the collapsed carriage, searching for the gold, silver and jewelry.

As for the woman who was crushed under the carriage, he was not moved in the slightest.

Afterwards, however, the ugly woman, whose face was bleeding, returned after the rain, pulled out the body of the woman under the carriage, and erected a grave and a wooden plank as a tombstone.

"I hope you have a lot of them, just blame me, don't blame my family Zhiyuan."

The ugly woman kowtowed to the wooden sign over and over again, constantly breaking her thoughts, only hoping that the other party would not blame her child under the nine springs and in the dark.

Ten years later.

In a dilapidated room, a fat man with white hair and coughing in the middle of the bed raised his arm and pointed to the boy who was in front of the window, holding a book and flipping through it.

"Zhiyuan, come here, come quickly." After calling for a long time, the young man was still indifferent, and immediately raised his face fiercely, "Calling you over, didn't you hear!" ”

But after finishing speaking, he seemed to realize that something was wrong, and hurriedly continued to shout gently.

With a calm face, standing in front of the window, and turning the last page of the book, the young man known as Zhiyuan slowly turned around and looked at the fat man who kept calling out to him in the bed.

"Dad, what's the matter, do you need me to cook medicine for you?"

Looking at the young man who ignored his many calls and finally turned around slowly, the fat man could no longer suppress his true face, and his face was hideous: "I want wine, I want wine!" ”

As he spoke, the fat man became angry, grabbed the broken bowl at the head of the bed and smashed it at the boy.

However, he was easily dodged by the boy's tilted head, and strode out of the dilapidated house.

Ignore the clamor of the fat man.

In the alley, the boy spread out a game of chess, and a small wooden plaque was erected next to it.

Roughly ten wen a game, the winner can get one hundred wen.

This is the main means that teenagers have been using as a means to make a living since they first came into contact with Go.

From the time he played chess to the present, he had never lost a single game, because the boy knew that he could not afford to lose.

He can't afford to lose a game, he has to keep winning.

"I heard, you're the best chess player in the area?"

At this time, a pair of jet-black boots appeared in the eyes of the young man, and the young man looked up to see a brocade hat and mink fur, and several servants were located behind the rich young master, the young master was very disdainful in his eyes, and he looked down at himself who was sitting.

"I am." The boy nodded, not the slightest wave in his eyes.

There is no sense of timidity in the face of a rich young master.

At this point, the rich young master who watched it was slightly unhappy in his heart.

This kind of lowly guy actually dares to look at him.

"Let's have a game."

"Ten pennies a game." The boy said lightly.

Da!

A piece of silver was thrown at the boy's heel.

The boy still had no expression on his face, and bent down to pick it up and put it next to the chessboard.

He stretched out his hand and asked the other party to sit down on the small wooden bench opposite him.

Between his demeanor, he is extremely smooth, and he seems to be a battle-hardened chess master.

At least it's very similar in momentum.

The rich young master snorted coldly, and the servant behind him had a flattering smile on his face, and his limbs were prostrate on the ground, using it as a human bench for the rich young master to sit on his back.

Black and white pieces fall on the board one by one.

The boy is extremely fast, killing every step.

The rich young master was still full of disdain at first, but it was difficult to move forward.

Bang!

The rich young master violently knocked down the chessboard, threw the chess pieces in his hand directly on the young man's face, and kicked the young man's slightly handsome face.

Kick it to the ground.

"Young master, good footwork."

After the rich young master stepped out, the servants behind him also took a few steps forward, as long as the young man dared to resist, then they would definitely break the young man's legs and feet.

"Waste things, dare to fight with me."

The black mud of his feet trampled on the boy's skull, rubbing his entire face against the ground.

Looking at the few tall servants standing next to the rich boy, the young man could only clench his fists and let his rich young master trample on them.

When the rich young master felt bored to leave, the young man who was trampled on the ground raised his head, his eyes bloodshot.

.....

"The jade bracelet I sold back then, someone found it, it seems to be related to the woman who fell off the cliff back then, I lied to him, the woman gave me a child before she died...."

On the bed, a weak fat man told the boy about what had happened after the other party left this morning.

"He said that his surname is Zhou, he lives in Jiangbo Town, it seems that his family must be very rich, Zhiyuan, your brain is full, this is an opportunity, to be a smart person, compare them all..... To be the richest, the most powerful...."

It seems that he feels that time is running out, and this man who used to be an alcoholic, a bad gambler, and a man who takes pleasure in beating his wife and children gave his son a chance to become rich at the last moment of his life.

The young man stood aside, quietly looking at the other party's weak appearance, without the slightest wave in his heart.

.....

In the cemetery outside the town, in front of a tombstone, the boy stood, letting the wind blow through his clothes.

"Let my mother die alive in the field, you are really the worst father I have ever seen." Staring at the name on the tombstone, the past flashed in front of him, and the young man clenched his fists, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Don't you want me to be rich? Okay, I'll show you. ”

"I'll take advantage of everything I can, including this guy surnamed Zhou."

Spat at the tombstone, and the young man picked up the yellow paper and burned the paper for the two graves next to the tombstone.

"Mother, I will definitely get ahead." After the boy burned it for his mother, he burned paper on another grave that was broken in half and only half of the wooden plaque.

This was what his mother had told him many times during his lifetime.

Picking up the package he had sorted out at home, he looked at the two burning flames.

The young man said firmly: "I will not come back in the future, and I will not come back when I die." ”

With that, he turned and walked away, and the farther and farther he went, the two flames kept burning.

Knowing that the young man's back was completely out of sight, the two flames gradually extinguished.

......

In the Zhou family, surrounded by countless officers and soldiers with spears, Chen Zhiyuan's eyes flashed with scenes from his childhood.

The body runs madly and runs the method of qi and blood as recorded in the book.

A hint of reddish aura.

This is a manifestation of extremely rich qi and blood, which is simply impossible for ordinary blood condensation realms to do.

Such a strange situation made the leader of the officers and soldiers have a bad premonition in his heart.

Give a direct order.

Countless spears pierced directly across Chen Zhiyuan's neck, and as long as there was any abnormal movement, the tip of the spear would cut his neck.

"Does Zhou Yangyan know?" Chen Zhiyuan faced the several spear blades standing on his neck, his face did not have the slightest timidity, but there was a trace of madness, "Strength is the foundation of everything." ”

Click!

As soon as the words fell, the many blades of the spear at the neck were directly shocked out by a thin layer of qi and blood power.

Then, his hands were as fast as an afterimage, but in an instant, all the spear heads were broken and collected in his hands.

Shout!

Holding the many guns in his hand, Chen Zhiyuan threw it violently at Zhou Yangyan, who was behind many officers and soldiers.

The head of the gun pierces directly through the chest.

But it's not Zhou Yangyan's chest, it's Zhou Juren.

Zhou Juren was standing in front of his son Zhou Yangyan at this time.

"Daddy!"

Under Zhou Yangyan's incredulous gaze, his father slowly fell.

Zhou Yangyan hugged his father's body and kept crying.

"Be a gentleman......

The arm was raised slightly, and it fell down weakly, and Zhou Juren ended his life like this.

Li Hao, who was hiding on the beams of the house, put away his own qi and blood, and wanted to intervene by himself.

I didn't expect such a show.

For the strongest qualification of the Dayang Dynasty, Li Hao already has a deep understanding.

But for the strongest understanding of the Great Yang Dynasty, he still has no way to intuitively understand.

After all, there is such a thing as understanding, and I don't want the qualifications to be so obvious.

Therefore, he could only observe from the sidelines to see what effect he could make the other party have for the later development of the martial arts path.

The expansion of the path of martial arts depends on how the road of these two geniuses is walked.

Sting!

In the face of the officers and soldiers who were constantly retreating, Chen Zhiyuan was like a light red beast, and his body was fast.

With just one blow, the head of an officer and soldier had already fallen to the ground.

This was followed by the second, the third ....

Those officers and soldiers who wanted to escape were decapitated without any chance to resist.

Seeing this, the servants had scattered and fled.

"This.... Monster ....."

The leader of the officers and soldiers was also knocked upside down for several meters with a punch, and finally took out the heart guard on his chest, his eyes revealing fear.

Zhou Yangyan, who put down his father's still somewhat warm corpse, stood up and stared at the guy who was walking towards him, covered in a light red breath.

Snatching a broken iron spear from the ground, he walked towards the guy step by step.

Swish!

The spear stabbed violently, and immediately after, Zhou Yangyan's fist also attacked.

"It's too slow, it's too slow!"

With a disdainful smile, Chen Zhiyuan pinched and bent the spear that stabbed him, and then pinched the fist that rushed to him with one hand and shook it gently.

Zhou Yangyan was hit hard in an instant, and his body continued to slide backwards, and finally fell heavily against the wall before stopping.

"Just let me play with you."

Chen Zhiyuan said with a smile like a cat playing with a mouse, because he noticed that Zhou Yangyan had spread his legs and fled into the courtyard of the Zhou family.

Chen Zhiyuan was unhurried, and he was even more behind him.

He wants to make the other person feel the ultimate fear.

Gradually, Chen Zhiyuan came to a cellar.

There was no light inside, it was pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers.

But for Chen Zhiyuan, he can still see clearly.

Looking around at the various wooden barrels falling around, Chen Zhiyuan smiled disdainfully: "There is no absolute strength, what do you fight with me, let me break your dying struggle little by little." ”

Da! Da! Da!

In this cellar full of barrels, his footsteps are exceptionally clear.

After looking around, Chen Zhiyuan gradually became a little impatient, and the guy didn't make a movement and kept hiding.

Suddenly, there was a faint crashing sound.

was taken into Chen Zhiyuan's ear, and instantly locked the direction

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he walked over slowly, "Now you must be hiding in it and shivering like a dog." ”

Without getting a response, Chen Zhiyuan kicked directly at the wooden barrel, preparing to nail it directly into it.

Bang!

Before his feet could touch the barrel, the barrel suddenly exploded.

Zhou Yangyan, who was covered in pitch-black oil, splashed at the other party violently.

"Too slow." Chen Zhiyuan took a few steps back and dodged directly.

Click!

A basin of oil is poured from top to bottom.

However, he was dodged by Chen Zhiyuan, who reacted very quickly, "It's just this ....."

Before he could finish speaking, he was doused with oil.

This is a chain of organs, and Chen Zhiyuan's landing and dodge positions are all in Zhou Yangyan's calculations.

"Fierce Fire Oil!"

Smelling the smell of oil on his body, Chen Zhiyuan immediately guessed.

This is a common method used by the imperial court to deal with people with strong martial arts, and it is extremely difficult to be extinguished as long as it is ignited.

Click!

Zhou Yangyan, who was covered in fierce fire oil, was directly ignited, and the flames spread quickly on the fierce fire oil like flowing water, reaching Chen Zhiyuan's whole body and the surroundings.

"Damn it!"

The temperature of the flames rising instantly made Chen Zhiyuan feel low, not afraid of this thing, but calculated by Zhou Yangyan, which made him really unhappy.

Facing the guy who was burning in flames and rushing towards him, Chen Zhiyuan burst out violently.

Rumble!

The flames that burned on his body, as well as Zhou Yangyan who rushed towards him, directly shook away.

The powerful qi and blood shock force even directly extinguished the flames that had just burned.

"Too weak, too weak, you are really too weak, so weak that you can only rely on these tricks to entangle with me."

Bang!

Splashing the wooden board hard, Chen Zhiyuan directly dodged in front of Zhou Yangyan and punched down.

Although Zhou Yangyan blocked with both arms, his body was still flying backwards several meters away.

Zhou Yangyan, who was covered in fierce fire oil, spat blood from his mouth and wanted to stand up straight, but he couldn't stand up because of his sticky and slippery body.

"Don't worry, I'll let you father and son die on the same day."

Without saying a word, Chen Zhiyuan directly stepped forward, ready to give the other party a fatal blow.

But at the moment when the fist touched the other party, Zhou Yangyan's body showed a strange posture and dodged directly.

even used the sticky slip of his own oil to slide on the ground for a distance and distance himself from Chen Zhiyuan.

Seeing that this blow was dodged, Chen Zhiyuan was no longer hiding it, and quickly stepped forward and danced with his fists airtight.

And Zhou Yangyan is like a loach walking through countless fist shadows.

In fact, he can't even catch the traces of his fists, and his actions are also from the heart, moving from the heart, and he is spontaneous and natural.

"Perception ....."

Li Hao, who used the sound worm to listen to all the sounds and restore the exact same scene in his mind, muttered two words.

He could be sure that Yang Yan was definitely not a martial artist this week, not even in the realm of blood training.

But under the attack of Chen Zhiyuan, who was at the peak of the Blood Condensation Realm, he was like a shocking dragon, graceful like a swimming dragon, and moved casually.

It seems that heaven and earth are one, and in the face of any attack, the enemy can be ahead of the curve.

This kind of guy.....