Youwutang.

It's the beginning of the school season again.

It is a group of new faces, new immature faces, these children from all corners of the imperial city and all families are the best children of God, and they don't know what is difficult and difficult when they are born. This has been the case with every student in the past, but this year seems to be different from previous years, because this year there is a special child - Fengya.

The biggest difference from other children is that he is a poor child, a poor child who can see the difference at a glance, his clothes are coarse linen, his hair is always messy, like a child who has just crawled out of a stinky gutter, and his body still smells, he must have not taken a bath for a long time, right?

At the beginning, all the children were curious and disgusted with him, not knowing what his identity was and what his father did, but when Duan Lang learned that he was just a child brought by a wandering beggar, all the children began to alienate him.

Feng Ya's days in Wutang were extremely lonely, because no one wanted to be friends with people like him, they disliked and hated themselves, and he was such a sensitive child, so he was naturally even more reluctant to bow down to please them, he was really not suitable to live in such an environment with absolute dignity since he was a child.

Among the two mentors of the Young Martial Arts Hall, only Sun Siya has a home for Feng Ya, Li Yubin rarely takes the initiative to teach Feng Ya, and he has always been not very optimistic about Feng Ya's potential in his eyes, although he is wary of his shield bones, but with time, the freshness has gradually been smoothed out. The two tutors take turns in class and never appear at the same time, so whenever it is Li Yubin's turn to class, it is when Fengya is in pain, Fengya feels from the bottom of his heart that this teacher doesn't seem to care about him so much, and even hates himself like those classmates, which makes him have a little anger in his heart.

But he knew better than anyone else that he was just a parasitic fence now, and he had no qualifications to be angry at all. His mother has always said to himself that he wants to study martial arts hard, so that he can make a difference in the future and become a pillar of the country, but now he suddenly feels that all this makes him feel so tired and painful, and the meaning of learning martial arts to him is just a kind of compliance, a kind of compliance that cannot be disobeyed, he doesn't want to see his mother's expectations of himself shattered, let alone go back to his original wandering career.

At that time, Fengya had a faint feeling that he might not really be a person with great perseverance, and ambition was just a slogan to refresh his mind at some point.

This day is Li Yubin's class again.

Early in the morning, Feng Ya was woken up by her mother, and when she rushed to the school, her mother had already started cleaning the room, that was her job, as a small servant of Youwutang, she could only do these lowly jobs, only in this way could she get a certain income to maintain Feng Ya and her own livelihood, Sun Siya was not a completely good person, he couldn't let Meng Li do nothing and settle down, he had done almost it, giving Feng Ya the opportunity to learn martial arts here, ending their previous wandering life.

Fengya sometimes hates Sun Siya, but what can be done? This is already the best. That's the life they want to live in luxury, what else do they want from others?

Six-year-old Fengya has never known what he should do, but now because of the persecution of life, the only thing he can do is to learn martial arts, strive to become a strong man, and strive to get ahead one day as soon as possible and get out of the sea of suffering.

Is this an alternative spur from Sun Siya? No one knows what to do.

As soon as he entered the classroom, someone stopped at the door, this person was none other than Duan Lang. It seems that today is another difficult day, it has been like this more than once, every time it is Li Yubin's turn to class, Duan Lang will block the door on time and deliberately make things difficult for himself, "Get out of the way, this is not the place you should be!"

Feng Ya stood at the door, stopped, and looked at Duan Lang in front of him, "Why? Why don't you let me in?"

"Because you're not qualified to come in!"

Feng Ya's face flushed with anger, "Why do you say I'm not qualified to come in?!

A crisp slap fell on Feng Ya's face, and Duan Lang said with a smile: "This is called beating the water dog!"

After receiving Duan Lang's slap, Feng Ya's entire face turned red, and a small handprint was impressively imprinted on his face, "You bastard!" Feng Ya rushed up in a very bad manner, picked up his arm is a punch, Duan Lang smiled, a dexterous body, reached out and punched Feng Ya's armpit, "Everyone look at it, this trick is called golden cicada shelling!" Feng Ya only felt numb under his armpit, and his body was unstable. Kicking and kicking 'retreated several steps, and stumbled and fell outside the hall, and there was a burst of laughter outside the hall, and the applause was higher than a loud one!

Feng Ya got up from the ground with a bone, listening to the laughter in the hall one by one piercing sound, like an invisible knife carved into his heart, hurting into the bone marrow, and the endless humiliation forced his tears to flow down, although Duan Lang's punch to himself made him feel no pain, but that kind of laughter and ridicule was the biggest harm to him!

"It's not promising!"

"What are you crying about?"

"It's not good at all!"

Seeing Feng Ya crying, the children in the hall actually began to scold one by one, and the scolding was higher than the other, "If you have a kind, you will defeat Duan Lang!"

Li Yubin was standing in the middle of the hall, looking at him indifferently, he didn't mean to stop him at all, Feng Ya looked at him and almost wanted to kill him, if it was Sun Siya's class, Duan Lang and these classmates would definitely not dare to make it so difficult for themselves. But now, everything can only rely on himself, even though his defense power is very amazing, but because of his lack of attributes, he has stopped in cultivating martial arts, and he can't cultivate superior attack power at all, in front of Duan Lang, he is like a living meat shield, and he will always only be beaten. The overall situation is that Duan Lang will never be able to really hurt him, and he will not be able to fight back against Duan Lang, but it should be noted that the impact on Fengya's heart in this process is the most terrible, compared with the physical pain, the inner pain is a scar that cannot be healed in his life, he is only six years old, and he is just a child!

Feng Ya wiped a handful of tears, and then continued to walk into the hall, Duan Lang stopped in front of him again, "Cry, you keep crying!"

Feng Ya looked at him coldly, his eyes were red, and he took another step forward!

"Look for death!" Duan Lang shouted, an arrow stepped forward, and with a 'snap' sound, it was another slap in the face of Fengya, his attack speed was quite amazing, and it couldn't be stopped at all with Fengya's ability, his talent in martial arts since he was a child was undoubted.

"Good!"

"Well played!"

Immediately there was another cheer in the hall, this group of children raised in the imperial city has been living in the audience, watching the battle between the strong and the weak in the Colosseum, in their eyes, the weak are born to be bullied, and the only way to get rid of it is to have stronger strength and resist. It was a group of innocent people who thought that their strength was invincible and that they could never be weak, but they didn't know that everything was an illusion that they were protected by their father, and their identity made them unable to be bullied, and naturally they couldn't understand the inner pain of the bullied - they would never know the Tao and could not understand it.

In the midst of that cry, only a little girl stood quietly in the corner, looking at Fengya with pity in her eyes, and did not say a word or interject from beginning to end. She has a string of beautiful silver bells around her neck, dressed like a little princess, her little eyes are full of clarity and flawlessness, like a pearl projected in the world, without a trace of dust, her name is Shen Feixue, she always remembers the little brother called Fengya in front of her, when they first met, he also snatched his own sugar gourd, but she didn't blame him at all, she knew that he should be too hungry, right? Although she didn't like him very much at first, but gradually, she forgave him. (At about ten o'clock this evening, I will add a new chapter for a book friend, and continue to ask for recommendations and collections, I am grateful.) ）