In Tianwu Continent, everyone advocates martial arts. Every high-level "martial arts master" is respected by the people of the mainland. Because of this, many people have begun arduous training in order to become a martial artist.
However, God's will plays a trick on people, and not everyone has the qualifications to become a martial artist. No matter how hard you work, if you don't have "sea of qi" in your body, you will never be able to become a martial artist.
The Qi Sea is not born with it, but it is not acquired through cultivation. Generally, the Qi Sea will form in a person between the ages of 12 and 15, and it can be said that only one person can form a Qi Sea in his body.
Because of this, many martial arts families, in order to prevent the family from declining, will go to all parts of the mainland to find potential children to cultivate and train. Such children are called the "new blood" of the family, and they are trained by the Xing family in Yunzong City. This is such a martial arts family.
At this moment, a group of teenagers gathered in the training ground of the Xing family. They are the new blood of the Xing family. At this moment, all the teenagers focused their attention on the competition stage in the training ground. On the competition stage, a man in black The young man squatted on the ground, breathing heavily, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.
"Xing Jue, you should give up. You are no match for me now." A young man in white folded his arms and said to the young man in black with a mocking face.
"It's not over yet, how do you know?" After hearing what the boy in white said, the boy in black, Xing Jue, slowly raised his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth vigorously, and replied with a look of dissatisfaction.
"Oh? In that case, I will let you know today how big the gap is between you and me." Hearing that Xing was determined not to give in, a sneer appeared on the face of the young man in white, and then he raised his steps and slowly walked He slowly walked towards him, and in his clenched right fist, a layer of light gas was quickly condensing.
"Huh, just what I want." Seeing the boy in white walking towards him, Xing Jue shouted loudly, then stood up suddenly and rushed towards the boy in white at an extremely fast speed.
"drink!"
Facing the violent Xing Jue, the boy in white did not dodge. Instead, when the boy in black was approaching behind him, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he punched Xing Jue fiercely. The punch did not directly hit the young man in black, but an invisible gas surged out and finally hit him hard.
"puff!"
After being hit, Xing Jue spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth. His body was like a kite with its string broken, flying upside down in a semicircular arc, and finally landed hard on the ground.
"Is this the power of Wu Zhiqi?" After Xingjue landed, he covered his chest that was hit and whispered with wonder on his face.
"Have you finally figured out the difference? You loser?" Looking at the embarrassing execution, the boy in white said with a mocking face.
After hearing the words of the boy in white, Xing Jue clenched his fists tightly and his fingers made a rattling noise. The reluctance in his heart was self-evident.
"You and I are far worse than..." After a moment of silence, Xing Jue suddenly shouted, his feet suddenly moved, and he rushed towards the young man in white again, and this time the speed was actually faster than before Much faster.
"Not overestimating one's own capabilities" Facing another attack of punishment, a fierce look appeared on the face of the young man in white. He slowly raised his right fist, and an invisible gas that was more powerful than before quickly condensed again.
"Xingjue, that's enough." Just as the two were about to fight, an indifferent voice sounded from outside the court. After hearing this voice, Xingjue and the boy in white actually stopped and looked down the court together. A burly man. This big man is two meters tall, and his strong muscles are clearly visible even through his coat. This is the instructor responsible for training the "new blood" of the Xing family, a high-level martial artist.
"Instructor" Xing Jue whispered as he looked at the Xing family instructor under the training ground. At this moment, in his dark eyes, there was actually a trace of tears, tears of unwillingness.
"Xing Jue, I know you are very unwilling, but this is the rule of the family. Today I am making an exception by letting you compete with Xing Feng. I think you now know the gap between you and Xing Feng, right? "Looking at the young man in black, the instructor of the Xing family said coldly without any emotion on his face. After hearing the instructor's words, Xing Jue also lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.
"The gap between warriors and martial artists is irreparable, because for a martial artist who can control the spirit of martial arts, any attack by the warrior is almost ineffective."
"Okay, even if you can't become a martial artist, the Xing family will not abandon you. From today on, you will be assigned to various properties of the Xing family. Do your job well and serve Xing in another way. This is the best reward you can give to the Xing family for your years of training." After seeing Xing Jue being silent for a long time, the instructor turned around and said seriously to the young people behind him.
After hearing the instructor's words, the teenagers walked out of the training ground in an orderly manner under the guidance of Jia Ding. They were all people who had not grown Qi Hai in their bodies. Teenagers like them were called "waste blood", and They will no longer be reused by the Xing family, but will be assigned to various industries to work as domestic slaves and workers. Even if they perform well, they can only be small supervisors, and today is the day to transfer them.
Looking at the people gradually dispersing, the Xingjue in the field also slowly walked off the competition platform. After looking at each other with the instructor, he slowly walked out of the training ground under the leadership of his slaves.
"Hey," looking at Xing Jue's retreating figure, the instructor suddenly sighed, with a look of regret on his serious face.
Xing Jue, a high-level warrior who is only 15 years old, was originally the most talented person among the new blood of the Xing family. However, until he was 15 years old, Xing Jue still could not condense the sea of qi in his body. Despite his talent in cultivation, No matter how superb he is, if he cannot use martial energy, he is destined to be unable to become a martial artist. Therefore, no matter how talented Xingjue is in training, he cannot escape the fate of being abandoned by the Xing family. From now on, he will no longer be a superior new blood, but a new blood. A house slave.
House slave…
Xing Jue sat on the carriage, looking out the window at the passing familiar scenes. Xing Jue's heart was full of unwillingness. From a wandering boy, he was selected as the new blood of the Xing family. With his cultivation talent far beyond ordinary people, he jumped to Become the strongest among all the new bloods and taste the pride.
However, at the age when the sea of qi has condensed in his body, Xing Jue has not yet succeeded in condensing it. Seeing the people around him who were originally weaker than him surpass him one by one because they have condensed into a sea of qi, Xing Jue is extremely anxious. But no matter how hard he practiced, he still couldn't condense into a sea of qi in his body. To this day, he, who was once a genius, unexpectedly became a "waste blood".
"Xingjue, the instructor is actually pretty good to you. You've been assigned a job as a supervisor there." Seeing Xingjue being silent for a long time, with a melancholy look on his face, the old servant said comfortingly.
This old man is Xing Jue's personal servant. Everyone calls him Zhang Lao. He is also a junior warrior himself. Since Xing Jue was selected to be a new blood member of the Xing family, he has been served by Zhang Lao. Speaking of which, Zhang Lao had grown up watching Xing Jue. Now that he saw Xing Jue like this, he was naturally very distressed.
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, I'm fine." After hearing Mr. Zhang's words, Xing Jue also felt Mr. Zhang's concern for him. He has been taken care of by Mr. Zhang since he was a child. He also has the same feelings as a family member towards Mr. Zhang, so Naturally, he didn't want him to worry about him. Although he was extremely sad, Xing Jue still forced a smile and said to Mr. Zhang.
"Hey." However, Mr. Zhang couldn't see that Xing Jue was pretending to smile, so he sighed, his heart filled with unspeakable sadness.
The carriage that Xing Jue was riding was very fast. He walked out of the Xing family's new blood training base in half an hour, walked out of the gate of Yunzong City, and ran straight towards the west.
And just where the carriage had just passed, the space suddenly squirmed, and then two old figures appeared on the avenue like ghosts.
"This Xing Jue's talent is very high, but it has been unable to condense the Qi Sea for a long time. It is indeed a strange thing." One of the old men in gray robes said in a low voice as he looked at the Xing Jue's carriage gradually receding.
"If he can condense the sea of qi, coupled with excellent training, he will not be worse than your Xiaohan." After hearing the words of the old man in gray robe, the old man in white robe stroked his snow-white beard and said with a smile. .
"Unfortunately, he can't," the old man in gray robe shook his head and said, but when the old man in white robe mentioned Xiao Han, there was a confident smile on his face.
"That's not necessarily the case." After seeing the old man in gray robe denying what he said, the old man in white robe suddenly turned his palm, and a white object as big as a pearl appeared in his palm. The object was oval in shape, with a It is surrounded by layers of crystal brilliance, which makes it look quite beautiful.
"You're not going to use it to help this kid, are you? Are you, an old guy who doesn't like having disciples, actually attracted to this kid this time?" Seeing the beast soul in the hands of the old man in white robe, the old man in gray robe was also surprised. , then said.
"It's not that I want to accept him as my disciple, but this beast soul is of no use to me. I should give it to those who need it." The old man in white robe said with a smile while looking at the carriage that had gone away, and then left. The shape squirmed for a while and then disappeared.
"You old thing." Seeing the old man in white robe disappear, the old man in gray robe shook his head and said with a smile. Then his body squirmed and disappeared. The two of them acted as if they had never appeared, leaving no trace.