Fang Jibo smiled bitterly, shook his head, and opened the door.
It has not changed, just like when I left three and a half years ago.
But time has passed and circumstances have changed, how can people be embarrassed! How can feelings be embarrassed?!
Stroking the long sword he had used when he was a child, Fang Jibo had a sudden dream-like illusion.
How many days of wearing the stars and the moon, how many times of fighting hard, just for an encouraging look or a word of appreciation, a high request? What did he do wrong? That day, he walked out with infinite hope, but
But today, seven years later, it brings back numbness and despair.
Haha, what a wonderful irony!
Just destroy the sword in your hand and destroy everything that can be destroyed!!!
When Fang Jibo woke up, his eyes were filled with debris, and there were not many complete household items left in the house.
Fang Jibo smiled happily and shouted toward the door: "Here comes someone."
A beautiful girl in white clothes came in. After bowing, she consciously started to pack her things.
"My father asked you to come here? Who was cleaning Wuqinju before? Why didn't I see anyone?" Fang Jibo asked calmly from the side.
"Back to the eldest son, since the eldest son left, the head of Wuqin House has been taking care of it himself. From now on, Mei Zi will serve the eldest son, and the head of the house will send someone else to clean up the room." Mei Zi said, blinking her beautiful round eyes, and asked Fang Jibo to
I can't help but think of the white dog that has been with me for seven years.
Fang Jibo couldn't help but smile, then froze for a moment, and signaled Mei Zi to continue cleaning up. Fang Jibo walked out of Wuqin Ju, went to the top of Wu Qin Ju, and murmured toward his father's study: "No matter what the reason is, if Father takes it seriously,
If you have done this, you will have to repay the kindness of raising someone!"
At this time, a red sun was rising in the distant sky.
The Fang family's martial arts performance ground is not as luxurious as the mayor's house. It is more practical, large and comprehensive.
Fang Jibo came to the martial arts field after hearing the news, and coldly observed his fellow clansmen who were concentrating on practicing. After countless years of blood inheritance, although the Fang family has lost the glory of its ancestors, it still has quite good opportunities.
, with more than ten branches, and those who are qualified to enter the martial arts field to practice are only the most powerful descendants of the Fang family.
Here, there is no identity, no age, only strength.
Fang Jibo knew very well that the Fang family was not like other families who balanced the collateral lines and kept the direct line strong.
Today's Fang family is a family of killers, and strength is the real right to speak. He has been treated coldly by others since he was a child. He didn't know it before, but now with the guidance of his master Er Yuehong, looking back on the past, he can draw an obvious conclusion.
The direct line is weak but the branches are strong, coupled with the fact that the direct line is not prosperous, and the power of his father Fang Laifu is not the top in the Fang family, all of this creates the illusion that the direct line of the side line is a worm in the family and is supported by the side line.
There was still a little time left in the afternoon, and the young man Fang Jibo came here to break the illusion of collateral branches and report the bad temper he felt when he was treated coldly.
Ye Qian looked at Fang Jibo's childish idea of slapping him in a funny way. The passage of time at this time was completely close to the real passage of time, which showed how much Fang Jibo valued this slap in the face.
"Dong...dong...dong..."
Three unique training bells sounded in the empty martial arts field, lasting forever.
In an instant, all the Fang family members stopped training at the same time and quickly gathered in the center of the martial arts arena, staring at Fang Jibo coldly.
"First of all, put away your doubts!" Fang Jibo's cold and cold voice reached everyone's ears. "As the eldest son of the family, the head of the family has cleared my name and re-entered my name into the family tree..." Fang Jibo continued, "I believe it.
The patriarch has informed you!".
"I came here half an hour ago and saw your poor performance. I was very disappointed. I can tell you clearly: garbage, you are all complete garbage, all of them!" Fang Jibo almost yelled.
Say these words.
"Young Master!" A slightly older tribesman asked with a livid face, "Can I interpret your behavior as a provocation to everyone?"
Seeing that only a few of the Fang family members showed a trace of anger in their eyes, and most of them just looked at him coldly, Fang Jibo felt a little disappointed, a little relieved, and more curious, he wanted to know where the limit of their endurance was.
"Provocation?...Haha..." Fang Jibo glanced at the leader with a strange look, then glanced at everyone, and said with disdain, "Are you worthy? Huh?"
This time, there were obviously more angry eyes, but not enough, far from enough!
"You are not worthy!" Fang Jibo pointed at the collateral bloodline in front of him, "I just told the truth, understand, you trash!"
Finally, Fang Jibo was outraged!
Of course, Fang Jibo would not give them a chance to accuse.
"You..." Fang Jibo pointed at the leader just now and said, "come out and attack me..."
Without any hesitation, the leader who was called out by Fang Jibo flashed his eyes and quickly slid towards Fang Jibo, his right hand quickly resting on the hilt of his sword.
But it’s just on the hilt of the sword!
The tip of a long sword glowing with silver was already pressed against his throat.
The first bird looked at Fang Jibo in shock. With the same shooting time, Fang Jibo was actually more than four times faster than him!
Also shocked were other people in the martial arts arena.
"Didn't anyone tell you that the long sword should be placed where it is easiest to pull out? With your arm length, the position of the long sword is at least half a hand away. No one told you that the slightest difference can make the difference between killing someone and being killed.
Killing gap?”
"Come again!" Fang Jibo put away the long sword in his hand and pinned it four inches behind his waist to the left.
This time, the leading bird gritted his teeth and pulled out the long sword in his hand. But when he stabbed Fang Jibo, he found that the man disappeared the moment the sword came out. He searched around for Fang Jibo in a daze, but finally found someone behind him whose face was a little blue.
Fang Jibo, the two of them were only three inches apart.
"Didn't anyone tell you that when your opponent disappears, the first thing you should look at is your visual blind spot? Didn't anyone tell you that after your opponent disappears, you should at least avoid more possible dangers through non-stop, disorderly, high-speed movement?
"
"Come again..."
"Kill..." The first bird was already furious. The distance was only three inches. Although it was not the best attack distance for the long sword in his hand, it was still very rare. As long as the two were not different in level, success was inevitable.
Fang Jibo didn't make too many moves, he just turned sideways, made a knife-like shape with his right hand, and lightly slashed the right arm of the bird, and the bird fell to the ground involuntarily.
"Didn't anyone tell you that you should try your best to avoid losing your center of gravity in battle? Didn't anyone tell you that the first thing you need in battle is absolute calmness, the second thing you need is absolute calmness, and the third thing you need is still absolute calmness?"
If there was deathly silence just now, now it is filled with the sound of people sucking in the cold air.
"You..." Fang Jibo pointed at the small tribesman and said, "Come out and attack with magic..."
"Ice..." Before the little tribesman's hands that naturally drooped could be raised to his chest, an ice arrow shot straight to his throat like lightning. Not to mention the seal, the little tribesman didn't even have time to react. The ice arrow had already stabbed him.
On his throat, the small tribesman instinctively changed directions to the open space to dodge, but the ice arrow followed him like a shadow, maintaining the original distance...
"Didn't anyone tell you that constantly changing positions is the stupidest way to avoid spells? You are a killer, and there are so many people who can serve as cover, and you actually go to a dead end?!"
"Come again..." Fang Jibo put away the ice arrow and said coldly.
"Ice arrow..." An ice arrow was finally successfully completed by the little clansman.
But at the same time, ten ice arrows had surrounded the little tribesman.
Fang Jibo ignored the frightened and desperate expressions of the small clansman and continued to torture others.
It wasn't until he tortured everyone that Fang Jibo let out a heavy breath of evil. Looking at the pale-faced collateral clan members, Fang Jibo said calmly: "I take back what I just said. Talking about trash is too flattering to you. I can't even find you."
What words can I use to describe you? To say you are trash among trash, and to be trash among trash is to praise you!"
"Do you have anything else to say?" Fang Jibo asked.
There was silence in the martial arts arena. No one made a sound. Everyone looked at Fang Jibo with complicated expressions. He was defeated miserably. Many of them were older than Fang Jibo, which was even more frustrating.
"I will tell my father about this!" Fang Jibo glanced at the crowd and said slowly, "Your training will be doubled in the future!"
Ignoring everyone in the martial arts arena, Fang Jibo walked out of the martial arts arena, looked back at the martial arts arena that was still silent, and felt infinitely happy.
Ye Qian was a little speechless. The level of his pretense was a bit low. If it were him, he would definitely invite a group of other tribesmen who would treat them coldly to watch. However, if he continues to brutally abuse this group of family elites in the martial arts field, the most direct
The embarrassing effect spread directly to the entire Fang family.
In the Fang family, the martial arts field is always one of the most important places. Before Fang Jibo could report it to the head of the family, Fang Laifu, someone had already reported the situation on the martial arts field.
Not long after, Fang Laifu waited for the arrival of his eldest son Fang Jibo, half applauding and half annoyed with him.
I praise the eldest son for his courage and bravery, but I am annoyed that he has offended the entire family elite!
Fang Laifu rubbed his temples with one hand and tapped the desk lightly with the other.
It was understandable for the eldest son Fang Jibo to do this. Sometimes even he himself wanted to teach those side clan members who didn't know what they were talking about.
But I understand that the consequences of what the eldest son Fang Jibo did would be quite bad.
Entering the ancestral secret realm requires people to search for Nine-Aperture Ganoderma lucidum. If those in the collateral branch know that the search items are prepared for Master Fang Jibo who just beat them up, even if they follow orders, the efficiency will be greatly reduced.
While worried, Fang Laifu was also a little happy. He knew Fang Jibo's strength very well. If he had not successfully entered the Tao, otherwise Fang Jibo's strength would not be able to do this.
"Enter the secret realm to search for Jiuqiao Ganoderma. Don't go around saying that it's for your master's search. Don't create any more complications. Just go back and prepare!" Fang Laifu did not say those meaningless words and directly characterized the matter, and then warned Fang Jibo that the most important thing to pay attention to now is
What is the matter is to find the life-extending treasure Jiuqiao Ganoderma for his master, so that he can truly follow Er Yuehong back to the Feixian Sect's mountain gate...