Watching Mr. Zhou leave from a distance, Xu Yi remained lying on the ground, motionless, his hands already deeply embedded in the soil.

Although he has only been in this world for two years, he has inherited all the memories of the original owner of this body. Every sentence Mr. Zhou said was like a steel knife piercing his heart.

It turns out that Xu Yi and Mr. Zhou are feuding!

From the generation of Xu Yi's great-great-grandfather, the Xu family had a great martial arts genius named Ming Degong, and the Xu family was revitalized.

It was also from that time that Zhou Gongzi Gaozu, who fled famine to Guang'an, became a domestic slave of the Xu family.

From father to son, son to grandson, time passes. In the blink of an eye, three generations of the Zhou family have been slaves of the Xu family.

When it came to Xu Yi's grandfather's generation, the Zhou family gave birth to an extraordinary son, Zhou Daoqian, the second uncle of Mr. Zhou. He was a martial arts prodigy. He achieved great success in martial arts at the age of thirty and was admitted to one of the three main gates of Guang'an Mansion. Lingxiao Pavilion led the Zhou family out of slavery and single-handedly founded the now prominent Zhou family.

The Xu family treats the Zhou family well!

When Zhou Daoqian showed his talent in martial arts, Ming De Gong had died and the Xu family had no heirs. Xu Yi's grandfather chose to take the martial arts classics left by Ming De Gong and gave them to Zhou Dao Qian. He also tried his best to support him financially. Zhou Daoqian's opportunity to become a peerless strong man.

After all, manpower is sometimes poor. The wise are poor in literature and rich in martial arts. No matter how talented a mortal is, if there is no financial resources to supply precious medicinal materials and martial arts to cultivate classics, genius will become mediocre.

Of course, Xu Yi's grandfather's help was not selfless. He just thought that Zhou Daoqian could go a long way in martial arts, and the Xu family would definitely receive the greatest support.

It is human nature for both parties to benefit from each other.

However, Zhou Daoqian had the character of a Zhongshan wolf. Once he became a nobleman, his former status as a domestic slave became like a poisonous snake, eating his heart day and night, and he hated the Xu family day by day.

At that time, Zhou Daoqian had already worshiped in Lingxiao Pavilion and had a distinguished status, but the Xu family had no strong supporter. Zhou Daoqian was concerned about the Xu family, and the fate of the Xu family was doomed.

However, the Xu family was once the head of the Zhou family. Zhou Daoqian had murderous intentions and was concerned about his reputation, so he used a blunt knife to cut his flesh.

Through an unjust case, the Xu family was angered to death and the Xu family was completely ruined.

In the next twenty years, under the suppression of the Zhou family, the Xu family was in decline.

Later, the Xu family's wealth was gone, and Xu Yi's parents were tricked by the Zhou family into serving hard labor as officials, and died from exhaustion.

Xu's family was in decline, and Xu Yi was naturally unable to practice martial arts. He specialized in Confucian classics and history since he was a child. At the age of sixteen, he found a job as an enlightened teacher in Xujiacun Village School.

Just like this, after the Zhou family received the news, Xu Yi's only livelihood was lost.

The Zhou family was wiped out!

Due to the mixture of anger and fear, the scholar Xu Yi died unexpectedly. His body was still cold, but another soul came across time and space and made Xu Yi what he is today.

Xu Yi "didn't die", so the Zhou family continued to play cat with mouse, and set their sights on the Xu family's remaining few acres of thin farmland, which led to this time's troubles.

Killing his ancestor, killing his father, and harming his mother, Xu Yi's hatred towards the Zhou family is overwhelming!

Putting his hand on the ground, Xu Yi twisted his waist, stood up quickly, spat on the ground, bringing out blood, and opened the corners of his pursed mouth, making a big cut.

He opened the door and released the old yellow dog. He took out the cooked meat and rice from the iron pot that was tilted but still closed, and ate it with the old yellow dog.

After lunch, Xu Yi stopped going out, re-packed the stove, escaped into the mountains, hunted some game, cooked it carefully, and had a hearty meal with the old yellow dog.

After dinner, I sent the old yellow dog back to the kennel next to the short bed. When I stepped out the door, the night was already dark, and on the blue sky, there was a slanting moon, bright and clear, shining with clear light.

Xu Yi closed the door, stepped forward suddenly, and with one step, he was already ten feet away. After a few shakes, he had entered the depths of the dense forest, found a elm forest, and opened his posture.

call!

ha!

call!

ha!

Xu Yi's body is extremely slow, and every move is extremely heavy. His body is like a bullock, sometimes it rushes to the top, sometimes it raises its hooves, sometimes it hits a tree!

Over and over again, no more than three moves!

The practice lasted for two hours, and there was no pause except for occasionally stuffing a few inch-long black herbs into his mouth.

Xu Yi fought slower and slower, as if he was walking with a heavy weight on his back.

The qi and blood all over the body are running faster and faster in the blood vessels, burning more and more vigorously.

Suddenly, Xu Yi's whole body reached a mysterious state, with no pain or fatigue, and all his energy and spirit were locked on the running energy and blood all over his body.

Phew! Ha!

Xu Yi mobilized the last strength of his body and used the "Angrily Hitting Tianmen" move. His back suddenly pressed against a pine tree as thick as a sea bowl. With a click, the giant pine tree broke!

With a pop, Xu Yi lay on the ground, as soft as a prawn that had lost its tendons. There was no trace of strength in his body, but the endless joy was like a long river flowing into the sea.

He clearly knew that his last resort just now was at least as strong as an ox.

And the strength of an ox is one of the symbols of the peak of physical training.

After breathing for a moment, Xu Yi sat up, stretched out his hand to chop horizontally, and a piece of hard wood broke in response. He took the sharp end and slashed his arm hard. A long and deep white mark appeared on the skin, but there was no trace of blood.

He waved his fist and hit it hard on a rock the size of a stone roll. The rock shattered into pieces!

"His skin is like cow felt! Bones are like hard iron! Peak bodybuilding, well-deserved reputation!"

Xu Yi looked at his pair of fleshy palms and murmured.

In the body training stage, you strengthen your energy and blood, and forge your bones and skin. Once you reach the point where your skin is like an old ox, your bones are like hard iron, and your strength exceeds that of an ox, you will be considered a great success and have reached the pinnacle.

But he said that Xu Yi had reached the pinnacle of physical training and did not dare to stay in the forest for long.

He has just reached his peak, but his top priority is to stabilize his state.

He hurried back to the hut and took out the precious medicinal materials he had accumulated over the past two years, which were only a dozen roots of low-grade oolong grass. He caught them between his palms and sat cross-legged in a bathtub filled with boiling water. He concentrated on it and thought quietly.

The heat from both palms surged throughout the body.

The boiling Qi and blood that had previously been scattered in all directions due to the initial formation of the realm, gradually gathered together under the pull of this wisp of heat, immersing into the blood vessels and tendons bit by bit.

When I got up, the water in the bathtub was already turbid. I looked at my body carefully and found that the originally slightly hard lines had returned to the softness they had before practicing.
Chapter completed!