On the martial arts training ground, a young man kept waving his arms, completing difficult moves one after another. Big beads of sweat streaked across the young man's cheeks.
Judging from the fact that his thin clothes were soaked with sweat, he had been practicing here for a long time. But at this time, a sudden sound came from not far away.
"Look, that's the famous good-for-nothing of our Jiang family. He's thirteen years old and he doesn't have any pupil power in his body. I don't know how his father, who is so powerful, gave birth to such a good-for-nothing son. He has completely disgraced the family.
"
Yang Hui listened to Yang Mang's harsh slander not far away, and a trace of anger gradually grew in his heart. Others said that he was a waste, but this Yang Mang was his uncle's son. In terms of blood, he could almost be regarded as his own.
My dear brother, these words coming from Yang Mang's mouth are naturally more lethal than others.
Yang Hui's movements stopped, and he clenched his fists tightly. Because he was too strong, his finger joints were slightly white due to lack of blood.
"Well, that loser still wants to hit you. The veins on his fists are bursting out." The other person's mocking tone was not concealed at all.
Yang Mang raised his eyebrows contemptuously, looked at Yang Hui who was standing not far away, and said: "If you want to beat me, then wait until next year to challenge me in the competition between the four families." But then Yang Mang suddenly slapped his forehead, "
Oops, look at my memory, I forgot that you can’t even reach the first level, so you are not qualified to participate in the Four Families Competition. Hahaha, Qi Dong, do you think he is a waste!"
Yang Mang's words were like boiling oil pouring on the anger in Yang Hui's heart. Yang Hui's lips twitched and his two strange-colored eyes stared at Yang Mang.
Yang Hui did not move, because he knew that the opponent had already reached the first level of Nine-Star Beginning Eyes and was about to break through to the second level of Mortal Eyes. He was one of the top cultivation geniuses in the clan.
If you rush forward without knowing what to do, you won't hurt the opponent at all.
He clenched his fist again, and his fingernails dug hard into his palm, and a trace of blood seeped out from his palm. Before he had no strength, he could only endure it, but in the future when he has strength, he must deal with these insults hundreds or thousands of times.
Give it back to them.
"Without pupil power, I can only stare like this." A flash of lightning flashed in Qi Dong's eyes, and he glared hard at Yang Hui's feet. A wave of thunder and lightning turned into two light arrows and shot out from the man's eyes.
Seeing the thunder and lightning arrows coming towards him, Yang Hui subconsciously ducked back.
With a "bang" sound, the ground beneath Yang Hui's feet splashed with dirt, and two fist-sized holes appeared.
"Haha, trash is trash. Bah!" Qi Dong spat, his eyes full of contempt and ridicule.
It's okay to hurt someone with your words, and it will be over after you endure it. But if I hadn't reacted quickly just now, I would have been penetrated by two electric rays.
The person opposite was obviously used to being arrogant and domineering, and he had already regarded himself as a soft persimmon who could be ravaged at will.
Obviously Qi Dong from the Sima family who hangs out with Yang Mang is definitely not a good person.
A cold light flashed in Yang Hui's eyes. Although he had no eye power, his years of training were not in vain.
Even if you are seriously injured, you must make the other party pay the price today.
"Who do you think you are!" Yang Hui shouted and suddenly rushed forward. With daily exercise, Yang Hui's physical fitness was far higher than most of his peers.
The speed at this time was even faster, and he was in front of Qi Dong in the blink of an eye.
He swung out his left hand instantly and punched Qi Dong in the face.
Just hearing a "click", the man's chin tilted to the other side.
Yang Hui hit the other side of Qi Dong's face with his right hand, and there was another "click" sound, and blood foam flew everywhere in an instant.
Yang Mang saw Yang Hui attack so fiercely, stars flashed in his eyes, as if he was going to sneak attack Yang Hui from behind.
At this moment, a crisp voice suddenly sounded in Yang Hui's ears.
"Yang Mang, you are a rip-off, I see you dare to touch a hair of brother Yang Hui today!"
It was a girl who spoke, and this girl was Yang Xin, the most talented person among the younger generation of the Jiang family. She was only ten years old and had already broken through to the second level of mortal eyes. Her talent was as good as that of Yang Hui's father, Jiang Nanfeng.
After Yang Mang saw Yang Xin, the stars in Yang Mang's eyes dimmed.
But the mockery on his face was even stronger, "Yang Hui, are you still a man when you hide behind a woman? It seems that these thirteen years have not been in vain, you are becoming more and more like a pretty boy."
After Yangxin heard Yang Mang's rude words, her anger suddenly surged up, and a starlight left her body in her eyes, slowly spreading into a ball on Yangxin's already rudimentary chest.
The white stars shone brightly and gradually condensed into a seven-star sword.
His white wrist reached forward, and his fingers like peeled onions lightly grasped the hilt of the Seven Star Sword.
He raised his sword and swung it, pointing directly at Yang Mang's head.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Mang said angrily: "Yang Hui, how dare you hurt Mr. Qidong, let's wait and see!"
Then he hurriedly dragged Qi Dong, who was beaten by Yang Hui, and left quickly.
He has taken advantage of enough words, but if he really confronts Yangxin, then he will be the one who is embarrassed today. Although he has nine-star first-level eyes, and Yangxin only has two-star second-level mortal eyes.
The difference between these two stars means that the difference in cultivation is more than doubled.
Seeing Yang Xin's serious face, Yang Hui felt a little warmth in his heart. In the family, perhaps Yang Xin was the only one who would be kind to him. He said: "Thank you for standing up for me just now. If it weren't for you, maybe Yang Mang would really
He will take heavy action."
Yang Xin nodded obediently, but the next moment there was a rare look of solemnity on her young face, and even her tone became much more solemn: "Brother Yang Hui, I'm here to tell you something.
.I just heard that one of the rewards for this four-family competition is Uncle Nan Feng’s relic! So you must participate in next year’s competition no matter what.”
"What?! Say it again!" Yang Hui's tone suddenly became sharp, and the hair on his head stood up. Now Yang Hui looked extremely scary.
Yang Xin had never seen Yang Hui so angry before, even the scene just now could not make Yang Hui so angry. Yang Xin nodded and lowered his eyebrows, and said carefully: "This is true, it is said to be the second elder's idea.
…”
Yang Hui knew what the relic in Yang Xin's mouth was.
Ever since he could remember, Yang Hui had learned from other members of his family that his mother was attacked by demons and died after giving birth to him.
As for his father, he went to the devil world alone to avenge his mother. But thirteen years have passed and there is no news about his father. Everyone, including Yang Hui, believes that Jiang Nanfeng has already had an accident.
And that Qingcheng Sword was the only relic left by his father in the world. It was also the only spiritual sustenance of Yang Hui in the past thirteen years. Yang Hui wiped it carefully almost every day, but at this moment, it was taken away by the second elder without permission!
"Second Elder, you deserve to die! I will cut you into pieces!" Thick hatred was born from the bottom of his heart. Yang Hui exuded a bloodthirsty aura, and his eyes became extremely cold and sharp at this moment.
Yang Xin suddenly felt that the Yang Hui in front of her was a little different from before.
No matter how much he was bullied before, Yang Hui could tolerate it and get over it, but now his father's relics were taken away by the elders privately. How could Yang Hui, a son, remain indifferent!
This sword must be taken back no matter what!
"But..." Yang Hui hesitated, although he had long wanted to tear the second elder's hand into millions of pieces. But after all, his strength was here. Compared with his own, the strength of the second elder was as strong as cloud mud.
Don't. If you go there rashly, you will be like a mantis trying to ride a chariot without overestimating its own capabilities.
Holding the Hanhai Stone that his mother left for him tightly in his hands, he felt a little relieved. Fortunately, his mother's relics were still there.
At this time, Yang Hui had already made up his mind.
Become stronger!
Only by becoming stronger can you gain a foothold in your family.
Only by becoming stronger can you trample the second elder under your feet!
When it comes to perseverance, no one in the entire family can compare to Yang Hui. He gets up before dawn every day to practice martial arts, and Yang Hui lies down in bed every night after everyone has fallen asleep.
But no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't gather any pupil power in his body.
On Tiantong Continent, pupil power is the most important thing.
Those who have pupil power are called pupil cultivators. The stronger the pupil power, the stronger the strength. Once the pupil power is practiced to a certain level, it is easy to move mountains and reclaim seas.
But without pupil power, he is just an ordinary person. In ordinary people's homes, it is normal to have no pupil power. But in the Jiang family, a famous cultivating family in Tianhua City, the Jiang family does not even deserve to have a surname without pupil power.
.
Because the rules of the Jiang family stipulate that only those with eye power reaching the third level of a scholar can be qualified to have the surname Jiang and call themselves the Jiang family!
Yang Xin naturally saw the expression on Yang Hui's face, and as Yang Hui's cousin, she must stand by Yang Hui's side.
Yang Xin blinked her big eyes, took out a token and handed it to Yang Hui, "This is the Back Mountain Order. The spiritual power of heaven and earth in the Back Mountain is more than double that of ordinary places. After practicing in the Back Mountain for a period of time,
I believe that Brother Yanghui’s eye power will soon surpass that of Xin’er.”
At this time, Yang Hui saw the back mountain order that Yang Xin took out, and hurriedly waved it away.
This back mountain order is the only certificate to enter the Jiang family's back mountain to practice. With the abundant spiritual power of heaven and earth, the speed of cultivating pupil power here is more than twice as fast as in other places. In short, in
It only takes one year to achieve pupil power that takes two years of training in other places. Cultivation depends on time, not to mention how many two years can be squandered in a person's life. So this back mountain
The value of order is self-evident.
Faced with such a precious thing, it would be a lie if Yang Hui was not moved.
However, although Yang Hui has nothing now, the pride beneath his thin figure is no worse than anyone else.
"Xin'er, what are you doing? I don't know how hard my uncle worked to get you something to help you practice. I can't have such a valuable thing."
Yang Xin is a very smart person, and she also sees that the dignity in her bones at this time is Yang Hui's final bottom line.
People who are poor have endless ambitions.
Since it is a direct gift, Yang Hui will definitely not accept it, but it will be done in a roundabout way. Yang Xin rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Brother Yang Hui, just accept this post. The only person in the family who has the power is Tongli."
When you reach the second level of mortal eyes, you will get a piece of hair. Just return it to me when you reach the second level of ordinary eyes. If Brother Yang Hui feels bad about it, just give it to me if you find the high-level pupil technique in the future."
After hearing this, Yang Hui hesitated slightly, "This..."
Seeing that Yang Hui was still hesitant, Yang Xin deliberately pouted, "If you don't want it anymore, I won't be happy."
Looking at Yang Xin's sincere eyes, Yang Hui felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart. He immediately made up his mind secretly that in the future, whenever Yang Xin could use him, he would do whatever he could to help him.
After seeing Yang Hui accept the order from the rear, Yang Xin felt relieved, grinned, and ran away.
Yang Hui holds the Houshan Order given by Yang Xin in one hand, and holds the Hanhai Stone tightly in the other hand. These two are the most important things in his body, and he cannot let others take them away. Although he doesn't know the Hanhai Stone,
What's the use? But after all, it's my mother's relic, and it's of great significance.
However, what Yang Hui didn't notice was that the blood from the nail prick in his palm dripped on the Hanhai Stone. A slight blue light glowed on the surface of the Hanhai Stone, and then it instantly penetrated into Yang Hui's body.
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