Extreme Chaos

Chapter 1 Disabled Teenager
The spring breeze is blowing, at this time when everything is recovering and the rain is moistening the earth in the early spring, the air is extremely fresh, and the surroundings of Jiwu Continent are filled with strong vitality.

Xuanling Empire, Luofeng City, Mu Family Courtyard, the door of a remote hut was gently pushed open by a young man in a white shirt, and there was a woman in green who followed him out. With her hair in a bun, there was a trace of worry written on her beautiful face, but it was more of a caress.

"Chen'er, it's just spring outside, and the wind chill has not yet passed, so be careful of catching a cold."

The woman's gentle voice, like catkins, blowing gently, turned into a touch of warmth and entered the heart of the white-shirted boy.

"Mom, it's okay, the weather is getting warmer now, and the child wants to breathe fresh air."

The boy in white is about 12 years old, his body is extremely thin, his fair skin can make most women feel ashamed, but this kind of whiteness is not normal, it is a sickly whiteness.

Seeing her son's thin back, a trace of guilt flashed in the green-clothed woman's eyes, and there seemed to be tears flowing.

"Wan'er, don't worry, as long as I still have a breath, I will definitely not let Chen'er suffer any harm." With a light sigh, a man in Tsing Yi walked out from the corner of the original house. He took the woman in green by the hand and said firmly.

"Thank you, Brother Feng, as long as our children can live a healthy and healthy life, I will be very satisfied. But..." The green-clothed woman known as Wan'er gently leaned against the blue-clothed man's chest, her voice a little bit trembling.

"You have to believe in Chen'er." The man in Tsing Yi raised his head slightly, his reddish eyes also looked at the young man in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

These two are the parents of the boy in white shirt, Mu Feng and Bi Wan.

Walking out of the yard, looking at the lush greenery all around, he muttered: "It's spring, huh... They say that spring is a season full of vitality, but where is my vitality?"

The boy in the white shirt shook his head mockingly. After being bored in the house for a whole winter, it was time to go out for a walk. With a sigh, he took a step and walked slowly towards the outside of the courtyard. There, he will feel peaceful.

"Hey, isn't this the disabled Fourth Young Master of our family! I haven't seen you all winter, oh, I'm so sorry, Fourth Young Master, I salute you." Before he had gone too far, an arrogant boy with a very ordinary appearance Said with a face full of sarcasm, behind him, a young man in a luxurious blue shirt came over surrounded by a group of people, this young man was about 13 years old, he was extremely handsome, with delicate features, but his thin lips seemed slightly mean , looked contemptuously at the boy in white shirt who was walking on the path.

The white-shirted boy frowned slightly, ignoring the group of people at all, and walked forward on his own.

"Huh? Fourth brother, what's wrong with you? You don't say hello when you see the second brother. Could it be that after staying in the house for a winter, you don't even know the second brother?" Boy in white shirt.

"That's right, only people who are as leisurely as the fourth brother have time to take a stroll in the courtyard. It's early spring, and the birds are singing and flowers are everywhere. It's a good time for the maids to enjoy flowers, sigh! If the second brother can also have as many as the fourth brother. It’s just a pity to be free.” The blue-shirted boy pursed his mean lips, and a disdainful smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. The meaning of what he said was very clear. Now is the time for maids to enjoy flowers. As a man , requires practice.Only a waste person like the boy in white shirt has time to enjoy the flowers and take a walk like a maid.

Hearing this, there was a trace of anger in the eyes of the white-shirted boy, but the years of ridicule had made him a habit, so he quickly hid this trace of anger.

He couldn't help forbearance, the blue-shirted boy in front of him was Mu Rongxuan, the second young master of the Mu family who was recognized as the number one genius. Mu Rongxuan can also be called a genius.

You must know that everyone needs a certain amount of time to grow their body. It takes nine years. You can start exercising when you are nine years old. Fitness is only the most basic exercise. Through continuous practice of basic skills, the body can become active , so as to lay a solid foundation for the future cultivation path.

It usually takes two to three years to lay the groundwork, that is to say, you can become a qualified martial artist at the age of 11, but Mu Rongxuan broke through to the seventh-ring martial artist in two years, which is already It confirmed his genius-like cultivation talent.In Jiwu Continent, martial arts are the most respected, strength represents everything, and strength represents the right to speak. If you have strength, you can trample others under your feet and humiliate you.

The martial artist is the most basic level of the extreme martial arts continent. Reaching the martial artist means that you are not a waste person. You can start your cultivation journey. The top martial artists are the martial artist, the martial artist, the great martial artist, the martial arts spirit, and the martial king. , Wuzong, Wuhuang, Wuzun, Wusheng, Wudi, these ten realms, each realm is divided into nine sub-classes, and each sub-class will be called "ring".

When you break through from a martial artist to a martial artist, when you activate your Yuan force, there will be a martial ring with Yuan force condensed under your feet. From the number of martial arts, you can judge your level of cultivation. A martial ring is a martial artist. The nine martial rings are the nine-ring martial artist.Every time you upgrade a big rank, the color of the armament under your feet will change accordingly.

Red Martial Artist, Orange Martial Artist, Yellow Great Martial Artist, Green Martial Spirit, Cyan Martial King, Blue Martial Zong, Purple Martial Emperor, Silver Martial Honor, Gold Martial Saint, and Colored Martial Emperor.As for martial disciples, they are colorless because they cannot absorb vitality yet.

Basically, ninety-nine percent of people can reach martial arts, which has become a necessity, but he can't, because he is a well-known cripple, a cripple who is destined to live a life since childhood.

Thinking of this, he is even more reluctant to stay here for a while, because they are not from the same world.

The white-shirted boy stepped forward again, slightly faster, but just after he took three steps, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him, blocking his path. The white-shirted boy looked up, this figure was no stranger, it was It was the first arrogant young man Mu Hu who mocked him just now.

"I said Fourth Young Master, I have already saluted you, and you didn't even say a word. What's the matter? Do you look down on me? Oh, yes, with the fourth Young Master's sky-high cultivation speed, I really can't keep up." This Mu Hu said with a serious face, and immediately attracted a burst of laughter behind him.

It has to be said that although this Mu Hu has a plain appearance, his hurtful words have reached the pinnacle of excellence.

Seeing this situation, the white-shirted boy smiled bitterly in his heart. It seemed that he could not get out of his body this time, so he simply closed his eyes and let these people show their ugly faces. It's a crippled one, what else can they do to themselves.

Mu Hu noticed that the young man in white shirt was posing like a broken jar, and he chuckled lightly: "Yo... what is our fourth young master doing? He looks so calm? He also closed his eyes. Now, are you saying that we don't deserve to be seen by you? Brothers, is this what you mean by the Fourth Young Master?"

"I think it is, the Fourth Young Master usually doesn't look at us at all." At this moment, someone immediately echoed.

"That's right, Fourth Young Master, I don't agree, why do you underestimate us?"

"Otherwise, Mu Hu, you have a fight with the fourth young master, how about you let the fourth young master have both hands and feet?"

"Just don't move, just let the fourth young master fight. If the fourth young master can knock you down, we will admit that the fourth young master has the strength to ignore us."

"Okay, it's up to you." Mu Hu laughed, turned to look at the boy in white shirt, and said, "Fourth young master, I will stand still, as long as the fourth young master can knock me down, then I will let the fourth young master leave. , and in the future, when you see the fourth young master, you will respectfully bow and salute, if the fourth young master dares not, then it is easy to do, as the price of despising us, you have to get under the crotch of us people."

At this time, Mu Rongxuan, who had been smiling and watching the development of the situation, frowned. No matter how trashy the fourth child was, he was still his cousin. He asked his younger brother to drill into his crotch.Thinking of this, Mu Rongxuan said solemnly, "Mu Hu, what did you say?"

Mu Hu was stunned for a moment, he was not stupid, he knew that he had said something wrong, and quickly corrected: "Uh, forget it, if you don't dare, as the price of despising us, you must get through the crotch of the second young master. "

Mu Rongxuan: Although I still feel that Mu Hu is a bit too much, but this time it is not so awkward.

The boy in the white shirt who was standing on the spot was already looking ashen, and I saw that he suddenly opened his eyes, his sharp eyes locked on Mu Hu, and he said word by word: "I, accept, accept!"

Mu Hu was suddenly stared at by the boy in white shirt, and subconsciously wanted to take two steps back, but he was restrained by himself, and found that he almost lost his temper, he secretly spat, and said, "I'm standing here, if you can Knock me down and you win."

After speaking, Mu Hu took a steady step with his feet, took a deep breath, put his hands on his waist, and said, "Come on."

The boy in white shirt actually regretted that sentence when I accepted and said it. Although the strength of Mu Hu in front of me is very different from that of Mu Rongxuan, he is also a peak third-ring martial artist. Disciple, with a solid foundation, what did he do to defeat him?Just relying on his crippled body?
The boy in the white shirt sighed, and a gust of breeze blew through, lifting the sleeve of his right arm, and the sleeve fluttered with the wind, as light as a feather...

(End of this chapter)