"Brother Chu Nan, where is the little python you promised to catch for me?" A little girl about seven or eight years old, with two braids and a delicate shape like a porcelain doll, stood at the entrance of the village, facing each other.
A sixteen-year-old sunny boy said with a pout.
"Xiao Ruoxue! This..." Chu Nan squatted down, smiled awkwardly, and said along her hair: "But I also said that I can only help you catch the little python when I have become a senior martial artist.
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"But, Brother Chu Nan, when will you be able to train to be a high-level martial artist?" Bai Ruoxue said with her watery eyes and tender voice, "Brother Bai Hao is already an intermediate warrior, why are you still a junior warrior?
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Hearing this sentence, Chu Nan felt a little ashamed. He was sixteen years old this year, which was close to adulthood in Tianwu Continent, but he was still a junior warrior, and he was indeed very good. And Bai Haocai in Bai Ruoxue's mouth was just a
The twelve-year-old kid was four years younger than him, but he was already an intermediate warrior. Compared to him, he was as tall as in the sky and on the ground.
As soon as the two people said this, a voice laughed wildly and said, with a tone full of sarcasm: "Trash Nan, why are you still a junior samurai? You thought you would make some progress after not seeing each other for three years? Ruoxue, scream
Brother, let me help you catch the little python, I am now a senior martial artist!"
"No, I just want Brother Chu Nan to catch him." Bai Ruoxue held Chu Nan's hand, "Brother Chu Nan, let's go home."
"Xiao Ruoxue, let's go." Chu Nan grabbed Bai Ling'er's little hand and walked forward, but the person who just spoke stood in front of Chu Nan. When Chu Nan went to the left, he also went to the left;
South goes to the right, and he goes to the right.
"What do you want to do?" Chu Nan asked coldly.
The man standing in front of Chu Nan is named Bai Zeyu. He is seventeen years old this year. His father, Bai Chengfeng, is the village chief of Baijia Village. In such a remote mountain village, there is a village elder who is like a local emperor. Bai Zeyu can be considered as such.
He was powerful; in addition, he had some talents and was already a high-level warrior at the age of thirteen. In that year, he was taken away by a middle-aged man who happened to pass by Baijia Village. It is said that the man was the third emperor of the Daqing Kingdom.
An important member of the Holy Fire Sect, one of the great sects, and Bai Zeyu became an inner disciple of the Holy Fire Sect!
Bai Zeyu did live up to his talent. He was only a senior warrior when he left. But four years later, he not only crossed the threshold from warrior to martial artist, but also reached the realm of senior martial artist!
In the past, Chu Nan had always avoided Bai Zeyu whenever he could, but he didn't expect that Bai Zeyu had been away from home for three years and would start trouble with him as soon as he came back!
"What do you want to do?" Bai Zeyu snorted contemptuously, looked at the road under his feet, rolled his eyes, and said proudly, "This road is only for the strong. As for some wastes, such as the sixteen-year-old who is still a junior warrior, say
Maybe a loser who is not even a junior warrior is not worthy of taking this path!"
Seeing that Chu Nan didn't dare to speak, Bai Zeyu thought he was afraid, so he became even more arrogant and laughed wildly: "You can leave if you want. Kneel down, kowtow three times, and call grandpa three times, and I will spare you. Do you want to be beaten?"
What about fighting? Or kneeling down and kowtow three times?"
Chu Nan was still silent, but beneath the outer silence, there was endless anger. Bai Ruoxue beside her was a little panicked. Although she was still very young, she also understood that there was a natural difference between a junior warrior and a senior martial artist.
How can Brother Chu Nan beat him with such a difference? Moreover, Brother Chu Nan is not in good health and is always sick...
"Xiao Ruoxue, you go back first. My brother will accompany you to catch fireflies tonight!" Chu Nan felt Bai Ruoxue's little hands were trembling and tried his best to speak with concern, but Bai Ruoxue tilted her head and said firmly: "No.
, Brother Chu Nan, I want to be with you!"
After saying that, Bai Ruoxue turned to Bai Zeyu and said in the tone of a young adult: "Shall I call you brother and you will let us pass?"
Bai Zeyu was stunned for a moment, then laughed wildly, "Chun Nan, I misjudged you. You didn't dare to fight me, but you asked a little girl to intercede for you. It seems that you are not only a waste, but also an out-and-out loser.
Coward! Coward!"
Listening to Bai Zeyu's extremely insulting words, Chu Nan's clenched fists made a crackling sound. Because all his meridians have been severed since childhood, Chu Nan's physique is weak and is not suitable for practicing martial arts at all, no matter how hard he works.
Practicing martial arts requires a lot of sweat and hard work, but it has been difficult to improve your strength, so people have always called you waste...
But no one ever called him a coward!
In Tianwu Continent, where martial arts is respected and strength is respected, the most despised people are cowards who dare not face challenges. Being called a coward is the biggest insult to Chu Nan. Chu Nan's heart is filled with anger, and his face is full of anger.
But he remained calm: "Xiao Ruoxue, step aside and see how my brother teaches this bastard!"
Bai Ruoxue obediently stepped aside, wondering whether she should run back to the village and call for help; but she was afraid of Brother Chu Nan...
"You're teaching me a lesson? What a big joke. You, a waste like a junior warrior, want to teach a senior martial artist like me?" Bai Zeyu raised his head and laughed wildly, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the Tianwu Continent. Just as he was laughing, he fell forward.
When he leaned back, Chu Nan's fist, which had long been transformed from anger into strength, with light yellow flames, hit Bai Zeyu's body that was in need of a beating.
The fist burned into a fireball, with the sound of whistling wind. Bai Zeyu was still laughing wildly with concentration, but when he saw Chu Nan's behavior, Chu Nan's fist was only one finger away from him!
Bai Zeyu hurriedly dodged to the side, but he was unable to dodge. Chu Nan's angry fist hit Bai Zeyu's chest, causing Bai Zeyu to take a step back!
"I was hit by him? I, a senior martial artist, was hit by a loser?"
Although Chu Nan's attack did not cause any damage to Bai Zeyu, but he, a disciple of the Holy Fire Sect and a senior martial artist, would be punched and knocked back by a junior warrior, a trash he called, this news would have
If word spreads, he, Bai Zeyu, will have no shame in staying in Baijia Village, and no shame in wandering around in Tianwu Continent!
"Brother Chu Nan is so powerful..." Seeing Chu Nan punch Bai Zeyu, Bai Ruoxue thought she had the upper hand, clapped her hands and cheered!
Chu Nan's heart was full of bitterness. The punch he just punched almost exhausted all his strength. It was the most powerful punch he could hit now, but the final result was just to make Bai Zeyu retreat.
He took a step back and did not cause any real harm to anyone. The difference between junior warriors and senior martial arts masters is indeed a huge gap!
The furious Bai Zeyu roared, "You trash, you dare to hit me. I will punch you a hundred times, a thousand times! I will use the simplest boxing techniques to show you the difference between a senior martial artist and a junior warrior."
Where! Let you know the difference between genius and waste!"
"Fire Crack Fist!"
Bai Zeyu's right fist also burned into a fireball. However, compared with Chu Nan's previous fireball, this fireball was more than three times larger, and the color of the flame was completely different. Chu Nan's flame was pale.
Yellow; but Bai Zeyu's fireball is golden yellow, even with a hint of red.
The flames released by Chu Nan were just ordinary mortal fires.
But Bai Zeyu's flame is the fire of the true sun!
At this moment, Chu Nan, because the previous punch had almost exhausted all the energy, the fist now did not even have a small light yellow fireball, what was there was just a flesh fist!
However, even if it was a physical fist, there was still no flinching in Chu Nan's eyes. What burned out was a kind of madness and a kind of persistence, heading straight towards the golden fireball... (To be continued)