The child had no time to stand up and just kept rolling on the ground. His reaction at this moment was pure instinct!
The instinct to avoid crises and seek survival!
Six horses roared past each other, and the crisis was finally passed safely...
The child just stood up from the ground in a circle. As soon as he stood up, his vision went dark and he fell to the ground again. The extreme avoidance at the critical moment of life and death was completed only after stimulating all the potential. Now that the crisis was over, he stood up straight, his mind relaxed, he could no longer hold on, and he passed out.
"Splash him awake!" The old lady was furious: "How could he faint at this time? Splash him with cold water and wake him up! Practice again!"
A lady next to her finally couldn't help it, and begged in a whisper: "Mother-in-law... you... let them rest... Xiao Wu'er... he is only six years old..."
On one side, Shangguan Lingxiu bit her lip tightly, her face was hard and there was no feminine tenderness at all.
"Hey...!" The old lady closed her eyes, only feeling waves of sadness in her heart.
My heart, which has never wavered, finally softened this time!
"How about first..." As soon as the old lady finished speaking, she heard Shangguan Lingxiu shout loudly: "No! You can't rest! No one can rest before the time is up!"
The voice was decisive, leaving no room for negotiation.
"Lingxiu!" The middle-aged woman next to her said with fire in her eyes: "Are you trying to torture them to death?"
Shangguan Lingxiu bit her lip tightly.
"This small school has existed in the Shangguan family for more than seventy years! For more than seventy years, every son of the Shangguan family has polished his martial arts skills in this small school and then fought on the battlefield."
"I was born late, so I didn't have the opportunity to see my grandpa practicing martial arts here." Shangguan Lingxiu said loudly: "But I have seen my father, uncles, and uncles practicing martial arts here! Polishing here!"
"I have also seen my brothers coming and going here, gritting their teeth and bleeding, and they have been training themselves since they were three or four years old!"
"Every one of them is working hard, really working hard." Shangguan Lingxiu said loudly: "But even if they are working so hard, they still inevitably die on the battlefield!"
"Today's training intensity is only slightly higher than what my brothers trained at this age, but it's far from enough!"
"I would rather they train to death in this small school field than fall on the cold battlefield and under the hooves of the enemy's horses after they go to the battlefield in the future! Become a meritorious service for our enemies to gain promotions!"
"Keep going! Keep practicing! If you don't have time, you can't rest even if you die!"
"There is no mercy for anyone, just keep practicing for me!"
Shangguan Lingxiu's beautiful face flushed red, and her eyes were like burning flames: "Hurry up, or you'll be whipped!"
Under the urging of the crackling whip, the six children once again staggered onto the horse's back, gritted their teeth, and continued to practice various movements!
"This is Shangguan Jiangmen!" Shangguan Lingxiu shouted loudly: "This is how it is for the generals' children; either you step on the enemy's corpse and carry the enemy's head to revive Shangguan Jiangmen's style! Or, you will fall Falling under the sword of the enemy becomes their meritorious deeds!”
"This is the fate of a man from Shangguan Jiangmen. There is no other way!"
The shrill shouts were sharp and harsh in the autumn wind, adding a bit of chill to the howling autumn wind.
…
Afternoon, early evening.
Shangguan Lingxiu took his nephews out and remained silent along the way.
The further you go, the more remote you become.
Finally, their aunt and nephew came to a chaotic place.
This is the red light district of the entire Tiantang City, where countless ruffians, villains, and fugitives gather, all living in this dirty and dark place. In other words, this is a land of abandonment.
There are almost no people here during the day and it is deserted; however, at night, all kinds of ghosts and monsters seem to emerge from the ground, and there is a noisy atmosphere everywhere.
Some people were drinking, some were swearing, some were fighting, and some just grabbed a woman on the street and started...
In the dim light, there are twisted faces everywhere, hideous, terrifying and cruel.
A big man stood up unsteadily and grabbed an unkempt woman: "Hahaha... come here and play with me."
Before he could catch it, a small figure suddenly appeared, and immediately, the big man was punched in the stomach.
"Little bastard, you dare to hit me, you are seeking death!" The big man felt that the punch almost punched out his intestines. After a burst of severe pain, he became furious and began to fight back mercilessly with fists and kicks.
The little figure he was fighting against was only five or six years old. He nimbly dodged, jumped, and avoided the opponent's attacks. He looked at every opportunity to strike. His seemingly fragile little fist was actually quite powerful. He struck one after another. The big man screamed repeatedly.
At this moment, it seems that the superiority is clear, but the big man is an adult man after all. Whenever a punch or a kick hits the little guy, the kid will still be unable to bear it, and the victory or defeat will inevitably be reversed.
Even though he has undergone extremely rigorous training, he is still just a six-year-old child.
boom.
There was a sudden scream, and the child couldn't dodge and was kicked in the stomach by the big man. His little body flew more than three feet away and fell to the ground. He couldn't get up for a while.
The big man smiled ferociously and rushed forward, obviously intending to kill the child.
In this world, the so-called kindness, conscience and compassion are all empty talk. The old, weak, women and children are just complete weaklings and will only become victims. The big man who has the upper hand will only eradicate the roots and completely eliminate the buds of possible disasters!
Shangguan Lingxiu clenched her silver teeth and her delicate body trembled, but she remained motionless, just staring and watching the development of the situation.
The child on the ground saw the opponent approaching with evil force, rolled over with all his strength, stood up holding his stomach, his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat. The big man laughed evilly and pounced on him ferociously, trying to kill him, but he saw the child suddenly roared, dodged suddenly, jumped up high, and fiercely inserted two fingers into the big man's eyes!
With an earth-shattering howl, the big man frantically beat the small body hanging on his body.
The child screamed repeatedly, but then he jumped up again, biting the big man's throat viciously with his baby teeth.
Blood rushed out immediately, and the big man's frightened scream had changed its tone. His burly body was weak and fell down. His thick body only twitched for a moment and then stopped moving.
His body was quickly soaked with red blood.
The body that had been silent suddenly moved again, but a small head crawled out from under the body. The head and face were covered in blood, and it was breathing heavily. Even the small body was still breathing from time to time. Shaking.
Obviously, although the child won in the end, the price was high, far beyond what a six- or seven-year-old child could bear and needed to bear!
However, the child took a breath and finally managed to hold up his chest, resisting the pain of his body, and raised his hands: "I won!"
Children have long understood their fate. Men of the Shangguan clan have no so-called childhood!
There is only victory or defeat in life and death!
Tears burst into Shangguan Lingxiu's eyes. She leaned down and opened her hands to welcome her nephew who had returned in triumph. In the shadows, she hugged her nephew's small, still trembling body tightly!
"Well done! Sanwa'er is well done! She is my aunt's pride!" Shangguan Lingxiu's voice choked with sobs.
"My surname is Shangguan, my name is Shangguan Longtao, and my name is not Sanwa'er." Sanwa'er leaned on her aunt's arms and murmured: "I am Shangguan's son, Shangguan Longtao..." Before he could finish speaking, Fainted.
The tragic battle just now was too cruel for this seven-year-old child.
He had exhausted all his strength and was even seriously injured. However, he fainted at this moment, but there was still a proud look on his face.
I won!
My name is Shangguan Longtao!
I am a disciple of Shangguan Jiangmen!
"Next!" Shangguan Lingxiu wiped away her tears fiercely.
…
late at night.
Shangguan Lingxiu brought his six scarred nephews to the mass graves in the west of Baizhang Lake.
Will-o'-the-wisps chirp, one after another.
"Sleep here if you are sleepy." Shangguan Lingxiu said with a cold face: "The grave cannot be used as a pillow. When sleeping, put your head down and put your feet on the grave."
But no matter how sleepy they are, how can a few children sleep in a mass grave like this? What kind of courage do you have to have to sleep in such an environment? !
They all shrank and looked around, their eyes full of fear.
"Aunt... I'm so scared..." The youngest child pulled Shangguan Lingxiu's lapel and begged pitifully: "Let's go home..."
"No!" Shangguan Lingxiu said flatly: "You can't be afraid of the disciples of Shangguan Jiangmen! We are not even afraid of the living, so why are we afraid of the dead?"
"Right here, separate!" Shangguan Lingxiu said sternly: "Everyone is five steps apart, and no one is allowed to be close to each other! Did you hear that, no one is allowed to be close to each other! Once they get close, both of them will be punished. No one is allowed to get close. Active and passive!"
The six children were separated like this.
After leaving the six nephews, Shangguan Lingxiu also hid behind a tombstone and carefully watched the movements of the six nephews.
Over there, six children were still sobbing and choking in fear. Suddenly one child suddenly stood up and said, "I can't sleep, I'll do some boxing."
Huhuhu... He actually started to punch, one punch and one kick, and he practiced it meticulously.
The other children's eyes lit up: "Let's practice boxing too!"
The six children were leaping among the mass graves, but each had his or her own style.
Shangguan Lingxiu's eyes couldn't help but moisten as she watched this scene. Then, she slowly squatted down, tightly wrapped her clothes, and looked around secretly and fearfully.
This heroic woman, who seemed to be fearless, was trembling all over her body at the moment.
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