At the foot of a cliff outside a certain village, a carriage rolled to the ground, and the horse with a broken leg kept roaring.
"I didn't expect that with such good luck, someone would get into trouble."
A fat guy wearing a bamboo hat and a face full of fat looked at the mess in front of him. He didn't have any sympathy, but was extremely gloating about his misfortune.
Behind him was a woman wearing thin clothes, soaked all over, but this woman was extremely ugly, with a purple pustule on her face.
"The child's father seems to be alive here."
The ugly woman noticed that an arm was still moving under the carriage, and she was kind-hearted and hurried forward to help.
But as soon as he took a few steps, he was grabbed by the fat guy and yelled: "It's none of our business to save him."
However, when he noticed that there was a jade bracelet on the arm that was still moving, the fat guy's eyes lit up, and he roughly took off the jade bracelet.
"The child's father, we can't..."
The ugly woman was about to persuade her, but she was slapped by the fat man, "Smelly bitch, if you dare to say more, I'll beat you to death!"
He slapped the ugly woman to the ground and let the heavy rain hit her body.
The purple pustule on the woman's face was also beaten and ruptured and bled, flowing on her neck.
The fat man looked disgusted, but he still turned around and stepped into the collapsed carriage, searching for the gold, silver and jewelry inside.
As for the woman who was crushed under the carriage, he was not moved at all.
But later, the ugly woman with a bloody face returned after the rain, pulled the woman's body out from under the carriage, and erected a grave and a wooden board as a tombstone.
"I hope you have a lot of it, just blame me, don't blame my family Zhiyuan."
The ugly woman kowtowed to the wooden sign over and over again and kept thinking about it, hoping that the other party would not blame her child.
Ten years later.
In a dilapidated house, a fat man with white hair, lying on the bed and coughing, raised his arm and pointed at the young man sitting in front of the window, holding up a book and reading.
"Zhiyuan, come here, come here quickly." After calling for a long time, the young man remained indifferent and immediately made a fierce face, "I told you to come here, didn't you hear me!"
But after he finished speaking, he seemed to realize something was wrong and quickly continued to shout gently.
With a calm face, he stood in front of the window and turned the last page of the book. The young man named Zhiyuan slowly turned around and looked at the fat man who kept calling him from the bed.
"Dad, what's the matter? Do you need me to make some medicine for you?"
Looking at the young man who ignored his repeated calls and finally turned around slowly, the obese man could no longer suppress his true colors and said with a ferocious look on his face: "I want wine, I want wine!"
As he spoke, the fat man became angry, grabbed the broken bowl on the bed and threw it at the young man.
However, the boy tilted his head and easily dodged it, striding out of the dilapidated house.
Just ignore the fat man's screams.
In the street, a young man laid out a game of chess and placed a small wooden plaque next to it.
Ten coins per game, the winner will get one hundred coins.
This is the main method that young people have been using to make a living since they first came into contact with Go.
From the moment he started playing chess to now, he has never lost a single game, because the young man knew that he could not afford to lose.
He can't afford to lose a single round, he must keep winning.
"I heard that you are the best chess player in this area?"
At this time, a pair of black boots appeared in the young man's eyes. The young man looked up and saw a rich young man with a brocade hat and a mink fur coat, and several servants behind him. The young man looked very disdainful. He stood and looked down at himself who was sitting.
"I am." The young man nodded, without any wavering in his eyes.
I don’t feel timid about facing a rich young master.
This made the rich young man feel a little unhappy.
Such a lowly guy actually dared to look at him.
"Then let's have a round."
"Ten cents a game." The young man said calmly.
clatter!
A grain of silver was dropped at the young man's heel.
The young man still had no expression on his face. He bent down to pick it up and put it next to the chessboard.
He stretched out his hand and asked the other person to sit on the small wooden stool opposite him.
His demeanor is extremely smooth, and he seems to be a chess expert who has experienced many battles.
At least the momentum is very similar.
The rich young master snorted coldly, and the servant behind him had a fawning smile on his face, and lay on his hands and knees on the ground, using it as a human bench for the rich young master to sit on his back.
The black and white chess pieces fall on the chessboard one by one.
The young man strikes very quickly and kills every step of the way.
The rich young master was full of disdain at first, but later he found it difficult to move forward.
boom!
The rich young master violently overturned the chessboard, threw the chess piece in his hand directly at the young man's face, and then kicked the young man's slightly handsome face.
Kicked him to the ground.
"Young Master has good footwork."
After the rich young master made a move, the servants behind him also took a few steps forward. As long as the young man dared to resist, they would definitely break his legs and feet.
"How dare you fight with me, you trash."
The feet covered with black mud trampled on the boy's head, rubbing his entire face against the ground.
Looking at the tall and strong servants standing next to the rich young man, the young man could only clench his fists and let the rich young master trample on them.
After the rich young master felt bored and left, the boy who was stepped on the ground raised his head, his eyes blood red.
.....
"Someone found the jade bracelet I sold back then, and it seemed to be related to the woman who fell off the cliff. I lied to him, and the woman gave me a child before she died..."
On the bed, the fat man, who was all weak, told the young man what happened after the other party left this morning.
"He said his surname is Zhou and he lives in Jiangbo Town. It seems that his family must be very wealthy. Zhiyuan, you are full of ideas. This is an opportunity to be a smart person and compare them all... to be the richest
, the most powerful..."
As if he felt that his time was running out, this man who used to be an alcoholic, a compulsive gambler, and took pleasure in beating his wife and children gave his son a chance to become a rich man at the last moment of his life.
The young man stood aside and quietly looked at the other person's weak appearance without any disturbance in his heart.
.....
In the cemetery outside the town, in front of a tombstone, the young man stood here, letting the wind blow through his clothes.
"You left my mother to die of exhaustion in the fields. You are truly the worst father I have ever seen." Staring at the name on the tombstone, the past scenes flashed before his eyes. The young man clenched his fists and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
"Don't you want me to be a rich man? Okay, I'll do it for you."
"I will use everything I can use, including this guy named Zhou."
After spitting heavily on the tombstone, the young man took up the yellow paper and burned it on the two graves next to the tombstone.
"Mom, I will definitely make a difference." After the boy burned the tomb for his mother, he burned paper for another tomb that was broken in half and only had half a wooden sign.
This was what his mother had warned many times during her lifetime.
He picked up the packages he had packed at home and looked at the two burning flames.
The young man said firmly: "I will not come back in the future, and I will not come back even if I die."
After that, he turned around and left, walking further and further away, with the two flames burning continuously.
Only when the boy's back was completely invisible did the two flames gradually extinguish.
...
In the Zhou family, facing countless officers and soldiers surrounding them with spears, Chen Zhiyuan's eyes flashed through scenes from his childhood.
The method of qi and blood circulation recorded in the book on the crazy movement of the body.
A faint red aura rose.
This is a manifestation of the extremely rich qi and blood, which is impossible to achieve in the ordinary blood coagulation state.
Such a strange situation gave the leading officers and soldiers a bad feeling.
Give the order directly.
Countless spears penetrated directly across Chen Zhiyuan's neck. As long as there was any movement, the neck would be cut open by the spear tip.
"Does Zhou Yangyan know?" Chen Zhiyuan faced the several gun blades standing at his neck. There was no timidity on his face, but a hint of madness on his face. "Strength is the foundation of everything."
Click!
As soon as he finished speaking, the many gun blades at his neck were directly blown away by a thin layer of energy and blood.
Then, his hands were as fast as afterimages, but in the blink of an eye, all the gun heads were broken off and collected in his hands.
call out!
Holding many gun heads in his hand, Chen Zhiyuan fiercely threw them at Zhou Yangyan who was behind many officers and soldiers.
The gun head pierced the chest directly.
But it's not Zhou Yangyan's chest, but Zhou Juren's.
Zhou Juren was currently standing in front of his son Zhou Yangyan.
"father!"
Under Zhou Yangyan's disbelieving gaze, his father slowly fell down.
Zhou Yangyan hugged his father's body and kept crying.
"You must be a gentleman..."
His arm was raised slightly, then dropped heavily and weakly. This was how Zhou Juren ended his life.
Li Hao, who was hiding on the beam, gathered his energy and blood, and wanted to intervene on his own.
I didn't expect something like this to happen.
Li Hao already has a deep understanding of the Dayang Dynasty's strongest qualifications.
But he still has not been able to intuitively understand the strongest understanding of the Dayang Dynasty.
After all, understanding is a very mysterious thing, and aptitude is not as obvious as it is.
Therefore, he can only observe from the sidelines to see what effect the other party can have on the subsequent development of the martial arts road.
The expansion of the path of martial arts depends on how these two geniuses follow their paths.
Stab!
Facing the officers and soldiers who were constantly retreating, Chen Zhiyuan was like a light red beast, moving very fast.
With just one blow, an officer's head fell to the ground.
Then came the second, third...
Those officers and soldiers who tried to escape had their heads removed without any chance to resist.
The servants who saw this situation had fled in all directions.
"This...monster..."
The leader of the officers and soldiers was also punched and sent flying several meters. Finally, he took out the goggles on his chest, with fear in his eyes.
After putting down his father's still warm body, Zhou Yangyan stood up and stared closely at the guy who was walking toward him with a light red aura.
He picked up a broken iron gun from the ground and walked towards the guy step by step.
Whoosh!
The spear thrust fiercely, and then Zhou Yangyan's fist followed suit.
"Too slow, too slow!"
With a disdainful smile, Chen Zhiyuan bent the spear that was being stabbed at him, then held the fist in front of him with one hand and shook it lightly.
Zhou Yangyan felt as if he had been hit hard in an instant, his body kept sliding backwards, and finally he fell heavily against the wall before stopping.
"Just let me play with you."
Chen Zhiyuan smiled like a cat playing with a mouse, because he noticed that Zhou Yangyan had already run away and fled into the Zhou family courtyard.
Chen Zhiyuan was unhurried and behind him.
He wants to make the other person feel the ultimate fear.
Gradually, Chen Zhiyuan came to a cellar.
There were no lights inside, it was pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers.
But for Chen Zhiyuan, he can still see clearly.
Looking around at the various wooden barrels lying around, Chen Zhiyuan smiled disdainfully: "I don't have absolute strength. Fight me no matter what, and let me break your death struggle bit by bit."
Da da da!
In this cellar full of barrels, his footsteps were particularly clear.
After searching around, Chen Zhiyuan gradually became impatient. The guy actually didn't make any movement and kept hiding.
Suddenly, an extremely subtle collision sound was heard.
It was picked up by Chen Zhiyuan and his position was instantly locked.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he walked over slowly, "Now you must be hiding inside and shivering like a dog."
When he received no response, Chen Zhiyuan kicked the barrel directly, preparing to nail it directly into it.
boom!
Before his feet touched the barrel, the barrel suddenly exploded.
Zhou Yangyan, who was covered in dark oil, violently splashed the opponent.
"Too slow." Chen Zhiyuan took a few steps back and dodged directly.
Click!
A basin of oil is poured from top to bottom.
However, he was dodged by Chen Zhiyuan who reacted very quickly, "It's just this..."
Before he finished speaking, oil was poured all over his body.
This is a chain of traps, and Chen Zhiyuan's location and avoidance are all determined by Zhou Yangyan's calculations.
"Fierce oil!"
Smelling the smell of oil on his body, Chen Zhiyuan immediately guessed it.
This is a common method used by the imperial court to deal with people with high martial arts skills. Once it is ignited, it is extremely difficult to extinguish.
Click!
Zhou Yangyan, who was covered in fierce fire oil, was directly ignited by a spark, and the flames spread quickly like running water on the fierce fire oil, reaching Chen Zhiyuan's whole body and surroundings.
"Damn it!"
The sudden rise in temperature from the flame made Chen Zhiyuan feel depressed, not because he was afraid of this thing, but because he was being plotted by Zhou Yangyan, which made him really unhappy.
Facing the guy whose body was burning with flames and rushing towards him, Chen Zhiyuan suddenly burst out with energy and blood.
boom!
The flames burning on his body and the rushing Zhou Yangyan were directly blown away.
The powerful energy and blood shock can even directly extinguish the newly burning flame.
"Too weak, too weak, you are really too weak, so weak that you can only rely on these tricks to tangle with me."
boom!
Stomping hard on the wooden board, Chen Zhiyuan stepped in front of Zhou Yangyan and punched him.
Even though Zhou Yangyan used his arms to block with all his strength, his body was still flying backwards several meters away.
Zhou Yangyan, who was covered in fire oil, vomited blood and tried to stand up straight, but was unable to do so because he was covered in slime.
"Don't worry, I will let you father and son die on the same day."
Without saying a word, Chen Zhiyuan stepped forward directly, preparing to give the opponent a fatal blow.
But the moment his fist came into contact with the opponent, Zhou Yangyan's body showed a strange posture and he dodged away.
He even used the stickiness of his own oil to slide on the ground for a distance and distance himself from Chen Zhiyuan.
Seeing that the blow was dodged, Chen Zhiyuan no longer hid his clumsiness, but quickly stepped forward and danced his fists tightly.
And Zhou Yangyan was like a loach walking through countless fist shadows.
In fact, he couldn't even catch the traces of his fists, and his actions all started from his heart, moved by his heart, and were natural and spontaneous.
"Comprehension..."
Li Hao, who used the sound bug to listen to all the sounds and restored the exact same scene in his mind, murmured two words.
He can be sure that Zhou Yang Yan is definitely not a warrior this time, not even in the blood training realm.
However, under the attack of Chen Zhiyuan, who is at the peak of the blood coagulation realm, he is as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon, and moves as he pleases.
It is as if heaven and earth are integrated into one, and he can predict the enemy's opportunity when facing any attack.