Chapter 01 Wu Feng

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The trees are swaying, the grass is green, and the flowers are contending, which is a good garden scenery.

On the lawn, hundreds of figures waved their fists and feet under the scorching sun, and shouts rang out from the field.

"The reason why martial artists are strong is that in addition to their talent beyond the mundane, there is also their perseverance and indomitable will, and the spirit of hard cultivation! Some of you may be talented, but if you don't have enough perseverance and perseverance to devote yourself to martial arts cultivation, you are destined to be surpassed!"

The person who shouted was a middle-aged man, he was tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, strong muscles, full of strength, a pair of tiger eyes with round eyes, a long whip in his hand, and a fierce staring at the person who was practicing martial arts in the field.

The martial arts practitioners were all children and teenagers, ranging from six to eighteen years old, each concentrating on practicing under the scorching sun.

Although there was a slight breeze, in the struggle to perform martial arts, the people who performed martial arts naturally surged up, and the children and teenagers in the audience were sweating profusely and panting.

"Fifth Uncle is really strict, it's been an hour of practice, can't you stop?" muttered a child about seven years old.

"Smack!" The middle-aged man in the field moved his eyebrows, and the long whip in his hand suddenly stretched out, and it landed on the child like lightning.

"Ah!" the scream rang out, the child's shirt was torn, and a trail of blood appeared, "It hurts me!"

"Woo wow!" the child cried bitterly, and the movement of practicing martial arts in his hand naturally stopped.

"Bang, bang, bang......" The middle-aged man's face was full of anger, and he hit the child one after another, but in the blink of an eye, the child fell to the ground covered in blood and fainted.

"Drag it down!" the middle-aged man still seemed to be angry, and burst into tears.

Two servants entered the room and carried the child down.

Seeing such a bloody scene, the other children and teenagers worked harder to perform martial arts, and no one spoke out again.

"Listen to me! Our Wu family has been able to build itself from an obscure small family in less than a hundred years to the foundation of a fortress and become one of the thirty-six forts outside Yunluo City! It is not obtained by laziness, but accumulated by our ancestors with their own blood and sweat! All of you should be grateful for this, inherit their will, and make our Wu family more brilliant instead of declining! If any of you dare to relax by half a point, Wu Ling just now is a lesson for you!

In the roar of the middle-aged man, all the children and teenagers were silent, just waving their fists and feet vigorously, and did not dare to stop in the martial arts.

This time, no one dared to refute in a whisper, and the middle-aged man nodded slightly, and said: "Very good! Although I know that some of you are not convinced, it doesn't matter! You just need to know, you have to obey now! This is not only because I am reasonable, but also because my fist is bigger than you! My strength is stronger than you!"

"In this world, strength is respected! Don't say that your strength has become stronger than mine, even if you raise your cultivation to the fourth order before you are eighteen years old, you don't need to be trained and scolded by me here anymore!"

If you don't have enough strength, you will only become the slaves and playthings of others! You will never have the opportunity to raise your head and be a man!"

"As the Wu family's teaching, I want to make you stronger, not only in cultivation, but also in the soul. "The middle-aged man shuttled among the children and teenagers, and from time to time gave some lazy little ones a whip.

Those people were whipped, and at most they snorted, and the movements in their hands would never pause in the slightest, but would speed up, obviously knowing the consequences of stopping.

In this group of young people, there is a thin body, waving his hands and feet, every move and style is clear-eyed, but the movements are a little light and fluttering, and he looks weak.

This person's name is Wu Feng, and he is also one of the children of the Wu family.

Wu Feng swung out the fists and feet in his hand with all his might, but he didn't have half the power at all, but instead made himself sweat profusely and his breath was short.

He sighed lightly in his heart, knowing that this was because he had not yet learned martial arts, on the other hand, most of the other children and teenagers were whirring in the wind with their fists and feet, and they were so powerful that they didn't need to be carefully distinguished, they could know that their strength was much stronger than his!

Wu Feng was bitter in his heart, this is the difference between a martial artist and a mortal!

I think he is now twelve years old, but he still can't step into the threshold of martial arts, not even a first-order martial artist, and many of those six or seven-year-old Wu family disciples have already stepped into the door of martial arts.

Wu Feng is very unwilling, his hard work in martial arts will definitely not be less than any child in the family, but his qualifications are too poor, not to mention the genius among the children of the Wu family, even those with mediocre qualifications are much better than him!

Before him, in the past hundred years of the Wu family, there was not a single person in the clan who could not cultivate martial arts within the age of ten! and he happened to be the only one, and he was still the same at the age of twelve.

Not to mention the martial arts family, the famous Wu family in Yunluo County, even those mediocre families, it is extremely rare that they cannot cultivate martial arts within the age of ten.

Therefore, Wu Feng, who has inferior qualifications, has naturally become the laughing stock of others, and he has been bullied by others, so that he can't raise his head and be a man at all.

Wu Feng didn't understand why God treated him like this and made him suffer so much, he had a grudge in his heart, but he couldn't vent it.

The more angry he was in his heart, the faster the movements in his hands became, as if he wanted to squeeze out all the power in his body and vent all his dissatisfaction.

Unconsciously, the time has come for the end of the training camp for the children of the Wu family!

"The training camp is over, and it will start on time tomorrow, so you can disband. The middle-aged man's voice was so loud that it echoed in the ears of a crowd of children and teenagers.

They were like amnesty, and one by one they left violently, and they were very resistant to the training, because the middle-aged man was too strict, and as long as he was negligent, the whip would fall on them.

Moreover, the whipping of the middle-aged man was heavy and ruthless, which made them very frightened by this.

When Wu Feng heard this, he gasped, sweat continued to drip down, and he practiced martial arts for two hours without interruption, for Wu Feng, who had not yet stepped into the realm of martial arts, the burden on his body was too heavy.

Now as soon as he stopped, he suddenly felt that his body was overdrawn, and he felt a little prostration, his legs kept trembling, and he didn't feel like his own, and he was about to fall.

The figure flashed, and the middle-aged man, who was still in the distance, arrived in front of Wu Feng and gently supported Wu Feng.

Wu Feng felt that a strange energy was flying around him on the other party's arm, and soon he felt that his physical condition was much better, and he was no longer as tired as before, his legs stood firm, and he bowed down and said, "Thank you, Fifth Uncle." ”

The middle-aged man in front of him is Wu Feng's fifth uncle, named Wu Yunxuan, who is responsible for teaching the children of the Wu family to practice martial arts, and his strength is very strong, and he has cultivated to the sixth order in the martial arts realm.

Wu Feng knew that although Wu Yunxuan was extremely strict with his children, he was an iron-faced and soft-hearted guy who loved the children of the Wu family very much.

Because Wu Feng did not step into the realm of martial arts, prostration like the one just now often occurs, and every time Wu Yunxuan will help, using his own vitality to smooth the meridians in Wu Feng's body, so as not to fall ill due to overload martial arts training.

"Wu Feng, are you okay?" Wu Yunxuan asked with concern.

"It's okay, just rest for a while. Wu Fengdao, although he is still very unwell, but with a stubborn personality, he will definitely not have half a point of cowardice.

"Well, keep up the good work, and you will succeed. Wu Yunxuan nodded when he heard this, and removed his hand from Wu Feng's body.

Wu Feng felt that the energy coming from the other party's body dissipated, he knew what this energy was, it was vitality!

The reason why martial artists are so powerful and far superior to ordinary people is because they can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth to cultivate martial arts and temper themselves.

And the reason why Wu Feng couldn't cultivate was precisely because he couldn't feel the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi between heaven and earth, absorbing them and turning them into his own use.

"Fifth uncle, I will work hard. Wu Feng's expression was resolute, and he slowly left with a little vanity.

Looking at Wu Feng's bleak back, Wu Yunxuan shook his head lightly, sighed secretly, and turned to leave.

Wu Yunxuan left, and Wu Feng's ears were suddenly filled with mocking words.

"Wu Feng is still there, he can't practice martial arts at the age of twelve, and he is the only one in our Yunluo County!"

"Obviously I haven't broken through to the martial realm yet, but I still come here to practice, isn't it just to win the sympathy of the fifth uncle?"

"That is, the rectum of the fifth uncle, he will be coaxed by him, thinking that he is really eager to cultivate martial arts, and he looks at him differently, and helps him dredge the meridians every time!"

"It's a pity! He has always been a waste, even if he is nourished by the vitality of the fifth uncle every day, he will not be able to cultivate. ”

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Every word made Wu Feng's body tremble, and his face was extremely pale, and he didn't know if it was because his body was weak and had not been completely eliminated, or because he was hurt by these words.

Wu Feng was quite silent, holding back his tears, moving forward step by step, he had grievances, anger, sadness, and more unwillingness!

These cold words, he has been haunting him since he was ten years old, so that he can't raise his head.

In front of the elders, these people didn't dare to do this, just like when Wu Yunxuan was still there just now, but once there were no elders around, they would unceremoniously ridicule Wu Feng.

Is it his fault that he can't cultivate martial arts at the age of twelve? Wu Feng was resentful in his heart, he had never stopped training himself since he was a child, and he was eager to step into the martial arts realm all the time!

But this is not too difficult for the vast majority of people, but when it comes to him, it becomes an almost impossible thing to do.

Gritting his teeth, Wu Feng swore in his heart that he must step into the martial realm and let these people realize their mistakes!

And before that, he had to endure, endure, endure!

"Didn't you refute it this time? He's been like this lately, is this a tacit acquiescence?"

"Hey, hey, didn't he used to bark like a mad dog and say he wasn't a piece of crap?

"That's right! A waste keeps saying that he's not a waste, what a funny scene that makes me laugh just thinking about it!"

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There was endless laughter all around, Wu Feng's head was lowered even lower, he was still young and his heart was too bad, so he was naturally unwilling to be criticized by others and scolded them.

And the result can be imagined, how can he alone be able to defeat everyone's mouth, and every time he ends up embarrassed.

"It's strange to say, the uncle's three sons, the eldest son Wu Heng, and the third son Wu Chao, are all gifted and talented, and they are geniuses of my Wu family, but why is the second son Wu Feng so virtuous?"

"Wu Chao, what are you talking about your brother?"

"I don't have such a brother! I only have one brother, Wu Heng!" said in a childish voice, his tone full of disdain.

Wu Feng's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he tilted his head slightly to look at a person not far away.

It was a young man of about ten years old, somewhat similar to Wu Feng's appearance, staring at Wu Feng, his eyes full of contempt.

Wu Feng's heart ached sharply, because this person was Wu Chao, his own brother, but he treated him like this, as if he didn't have half a bit of affection.

"Xiao Chao!" Wu Feng called in a low voice, and the figure of Wu Chao, who was still young and followed behind him, came to mind.

"Hmph, don't call me that, I have nothing to do with you!" Wu Chao's eyes were full of disgust, and he turned his head to the side.

Wu Feng's body trembled slightly, the warm picture in his mind was shattered, and he couldn't speak anymore, Wu Chao's words hurt him deeply.

"Wu Chao, do you really have nothing to do with him?" a flirtatious voice came, this is a seven or eight-year-old child, with arrogance in his eyes.

And behind him, there were also a few children and teenagers, all of whom were children of the Wu family, and they surrounded the child in it, looking like he was the leader.

"That's right!" Wu Chao straightened up, not caring about Wu Feng's feelings at all.

"Then if I teach him a lesson, you won't be angry. The corners of the child's mouth curled slightly.

Wu Chao frowned slightly, looked at Wu Feng, and then at the child, and said, "Wu Zhong, did you decide to do that?"

Wu Feng's heart moved, was Wu Chao standing up for him? Does he still recognize him as his second brother? Just looking forward to it made him feel excited.

It's a pity that in the end, it just makes him more sad!

"Do you still think he's a waste as a second brother? In that case, I'll just let him go this time. Wu Zhongdao.

"I will not interfere in the affairs between you. Wu Chao said, and then walked away, seemingly not caring about the tragic situation that Wu Feng might encounter.

"Hehe, your brother won't protect you?Wu Feng, how do you feel?" Wu Zhong sneered.

Wu Feng's heart was extremely sad, and his brother's indifference made him heartbroken, but he naturally didn't express this feeling, but said: "Wu Zhong, you are satisfied." ”