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The wind is howling and the rain is pouring down, making people feel depressed for a while.

A young girl bowed her head and sewed a cyan caftan by the faint light of an oil lamp. At this moment, there was a sound of rapid breathing in the room. The girl looked up and saw the sleeping boy on the bed with a frowning brow and a sweaty face, as if he was experiencing something terrible......

In a dream.

It's like hell. Countless evil ghosts, mouths full of blood and terrifying images, screaming and trying to devour the flesh and blood of a young man in front of them.

The boy was obviously a good kung fu, but it wasn't of much use. There were too many demons to kill, and they couldn't kill them at all, even if they were missing a leg. However, this young man has obviously found some experience, surrounded by evil spirits, it seems that there is no way out, but in fact, there is still a glimmer of life. The boy fought his way all the way, getting closer to the place that seemed to attract him in the dark.

Ahead, a huge stone gate towered. The book is written with two big characters of "Shengmen".

"Sure enough, I'm here again......" the boy sighed as he looked at the tightly closed door. He stepped forward and pushed hard, but even with all his strength, he still couldn't shake a bit. I couldn't help but turn my gaze to the hilt of a sword exposed on the ground next to it, perhaps with this sword I could split the door open. However, the sword seemed to have grown on the ground, and he tried his best to defeat it.

At this moment, a seemingly nonexistent voice suddenly sounded in the air, guiding him to read slowly. As soon as his heart moved, the voice was reciting a mantra, for since he had recited it, the demon had never dared to come forward, and as soon as he stopped chanting, the demon would immediately catch up again. Not only that, but as the number of recitations increased, the long sword, which had made it impossible to move even its strength, began to tremble, and the amplitude became larger and larger. The boy believed that if he was given enough time, he would be able to "pull" the sword out.

"Alas!" the girl sighed and hesitated, but finally walked over and nudged him.

The boy woke up, looked at the girl in front of him in confusion for a while, sat up and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"That nightmare again?" the girl asked with concern.

"Hmm," the boy nodded.

"It's just dawn now, you can sleep a little longer, and when breakfast is ready, my sister will call you again!" the girl said softly. After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

The young man's name is Li Yan, and he is the only descendant of the Li family of the ancient martial arts family. It stands to reason that his identity should be very noble in the family, but the actual situation is the opposite, not only is he not the young master envied by everyone, but he has become a thorn in the side of the side. This was nothing before, since his father was inexplicably killed by the enemy, his life as a lone seedling is no longer easy.

Fortunately, for some reason, even if those side elders usually target him again, they never take him seriously. He was still the eldest young master.

The girl's name is He Yue, who said that she was her sister, but in fact she had no blood relationship with Li Yan at all, but she was an orphan brought back by her father from outside seven or eight years ago. Although she is not officially recognized as a righteous daughter, she is almost the same as her own daughter in her daily life. And it is also thanks to this sister that she has been taking care of his father since he was seriously injured and died two years ago. Without her, Li Yan didn't even know how to face the rest of the day.

For him, a teenager who is just twelve years old, even his subordinates don't take him seriously, and he often does things perfunctorily, which makes people helpless.

Li Yan had no intention of continuing to sleep, so he got dressed and went to the ground. Although he is only twelve years old now, he has been forced by reality to become a teenager.

After playing in the yard for a while, He Yue's breakfast was ready, and after eating, he simply cleaned up and walked to the front yard.

Today is the day of the annual martial arts competition of the younger generation of the Li family. Although it is only a competition within the family, it is also valued by various family branches. First, it is a matter of face, and second, there are tangible interests. Once a child performs well in the competition, it is bound to be valued by the elders of the family, and in the future, there will definitely be some emphasis on the distribution of various martial arts resources, and the status of the elders will also rise.

In the martial arts arena, it was crowded at this time.

On the side of the field near the premises, five gray-bearded but energetic old men sat in chairs with their waists straight. Behind them, more than a dozen sturdy middle-aged people stood there respectfully, quietly listening to the five old men, not daring to go beyond the slightest.

Except for these dozen or so people who have real power in the family, everyone else can only stand from a distance.

When Li Yan arrived, there were at least more than 100 people in the field. Seeing him appear, the people nearby stopped talking and looked at his face. There are disgust, there are contempt, there are pitiful, and so on. But Li Yan didn't seem to realize it, and continued to walk forward calmly.

"It's all mixed up with this, and there is a shelf for the eldest young master all day long, it's ridiculous!" suddenly a low laugh sounded, which was particularly harsh.

Li Yan turned his head to look, but it was the grandson of the third elder's family, named Li Shun. This person is two years older than Li Yan, and since he was a child, because of the various imbalances in the identity of Li Yan's eldest young master, Li Yan's father was still the patriarch at that time, and he was still restrained in his usual actions, but now he has no scruples.

Especially this Li Shun's martial arts qualifications, it is difficult for the entire Li family to find a match, but he is the pride of this generation and is valued by the elders of the family.

"That's what I said, what can you do? There's a kind of competition where you can defeat me later!" Li Shun snorted lightly, a hint of disdain on the corner of his mouth. As soon as he finished saying this, he immediately provoked a group of family members to follow suit, and two of the teenage girls looked at him with admiration.

"I'll satisfy you, don't worry!" Li Yan clenched his fists. He had now seen that these people would not pity him for his weakness and let him go, but would bully him even more because of it, and his identity determined that he could no longer retreat.

"Hehe, I'm talking like a man today!" Li Shun's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he seemed to have thought of something, revealing a hint of excitement.

Li Yan turned his head, stopped talking, and found a place to stand there alone, waiting for the competition to begin. When the people next to him saw him coming, they unconsciously kept a certain distance from him. It's not that he hates him, but he cares about those young masters on the sidelines, and no one wants to cause trouble.

But at this moment, a curious gaze suddenly looked at him.

Li Yan looked up, but it was a girl about the same age as him, with a delicate face, plain clothes, and a beautiful billet that had already grown up. This woman Li Yan didn't know it, she looked to the side along her location, and saw that the people in that place were all descendants of the Second Elder Family, and she suddenly knew it. I want to come to nothing more than a cousin, this time the children of the Li family competed, and it was normal to come and see the excitement.

The girl looked at him, and there was a rare hint of provocation in her eyes, which was quite inconsistent with her previous image.

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone speak, but it was announced that the competition had begun. The one who spoke was the second elder of the five elders sitting in the middle. After the death of Li Yan's father, he temporarily replaced him as the patriarch. After briefly explaining some rules, a middle-aged man came out to preside over it.

This person is the son of the second elder, named Li Dongliang, and he is also the most discussed candidate for the next generation of patriarchs behind the Li family. Of course, the premise of everything is that Li Yan, the only seedling of the lineage, has an accident, otherwise no matter how strong his thoughts are and how deep his strength background is, it will not help.

"I will reiterate the rules of the contest: It is forbidden to strike at key points! It is forbidden to deliberately hurt people with heavy hands! It is forbidden to use any weapon in any form! As long as the opponent admits defeat, the attack must be stopped immediately! If anyone violates the above rules, he will be immediately disqualified from the competition! If the circumstances are serious, appropriate punishment will be considered, and those who are serious will be imprisoned in the forbidden place of the family and will not be allowed to come out for at least one year. ”

Li Dongliang's gaze swept around and finally landed on Li Yan's face, "Xiao Yan, you are the eldest son of the family, I hope you can set an example for everyone!"

"Second uncle, don't worry, Xiao Yan knows what to do!" Li Yan nodded. Although this second uncle often has a serious face, at least he is not bad to him, not only often defends him in front of everyone, but also sends people to bring him some food during the New Year's Festival, so that he can feel a little warmth in the cold winter.

"That's good!" Li Dongliang nodded, "Let's start drawing numbers, and then compete against the numbers in turn!"

After the time of the half-pillar incense, everyone drew lots.

A total of thirty-six people participated in the competition this time, and to Li Yan's surprise, the elegantly dressed girl also joined the competition. However, the thought that this woman might be the cousin of a certain son of the second elder's family was relieved, and this was really not a big deal for them.

Li Yan drew the No. 5 lot, Li Shun drew the No. 12 lot, and the plain girl drew the No. 9 lot.

Soon, the competition in front of me began.

The two teenagers who were both fourteen or fifteen years old were already the maximum age allowed in the competition. The two of them were really not weak in this move, their fists and feet were back and forth, and they made strange moves one after another, and the scene was very exciting, which caused a kind of onlookers to cheer for a while.

"Hmph! It's just a fist embroidered leg!" Li Shun, who was not far away, said with a little disdain.

"Vulnerable!" Li Yan secretly agreed with his statement in his heart.

After another period of time, the two finally decided the winner. But it was the older teenager who won. After they were gone, two more were gone, and it didn't take long to decide the winner. In this way, after two more comparisons, it was finally Li Yan's turn to play.

The opponent was a very strong young man named Li Yuan, one year older than Li Yan, and Li Shun was the son of the same branch, both of whom belonged to the descendants of the three elders.

"Li Yan, two years ago, you were so arrogant, you didn't take us in your eyes at all, now feng shui takes turns, this time you meet me, you are unlucky, otherwise with your strength, I am afraid that you can really enter the top ten." Let's make a move!" Li Yuan looked at Li Yan and said proudly.

"Save these words until you defeat me!" Li Yan was unmoved and said lightly.