Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1 Betrayal
"Bang bang..."

The tranquility of the morning was broken by a dull crash. A boy about 15 years old was surrounded by four or five extremely burly middle-aged men, and he was on the verge of collapsing under their attack.

Although he tried his best to resist, he finally fell to the ground unwillingly.

However, he didn't pay attention to the middle-aged people who beat him, and his eyes fell on a handsome boy in white clothes who was a few years older than him.

The depths of his eyes were full of hatred and bloodshot, like a wounded beast.

"Humph!"

The white-clothed boy felt a little uncomfortable, looked at the boy on the ground with contempt, snorted coldly, and said, "Mo Xian, I told you to stay away from Qian Rong, this is what you have to blame for."

"Pooh!"

Mo Xian spit out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood, his whole body was wounded, his face was surprisingly devoid of pain, but a kind of contempt, extreme contempt.

"Damn it, hit me, hit me hard!"

Seeing the expression on Mo Xian's face, the boy in white immediately became angry.It stands to reason that he should feel very happy now, but he doesn't feel that way at all. He doesn't see the expression he wants on Mo Xian's face, the expression that a weak person should have.

Instead, it was the slight sarcasm on the latter's face that made him feel very annoyed, as if he was the loser.

"Bang bang..."

The dull collision sounded again, and Mo Xian had no strength to resist at all, and could only let the raindrops of attacks fall on him.

"Hehe, Wang Yan, you are really pitiful!" Mo Xian endured the physical pain, but there was still that faint mockery on his face.

"Poor?" Wang Yan was startled, and then seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world, "Haha, you should be the one to be pitiful, right? Why do you think I'm here?"

Hearing this, Mo Xian couldn't help trembling in his heart, and his face froze instantly.

Yeah, why is he here, shouldn't she be here?
"Haha, now I understand, you... are the most pathetic person!" Wang Yan laughed loudly, he finally caught something that could make him happy from Mo Xian's face.

Facing Wang Yan's mockery, Mo Xian fell silent.It wasn't that he didn't want to refute, but that he was completely powerless to refute, and some of the original persistence in his heart collapsed instantly at this moment.

He clenched his fists tightly, because he used too much force, and the sharp armor pierced the flesh, but he didn't know it, and even those attacks that fell on him continuously seemed to be nothing at this moment.

"stop fighting!"

At this time, a very crisp, melodious voice like an oriole suddenly came from the side.Then, a graceful figure appeared in this small open space.

The girl was about the same age as Mo Xian, and she was very graceful, with a well-proportioned figure, and a slightly tight long skirt outlined her figure exquisitely.At such a young age, the owner has an amazing charm.

"Stop!"

"Qianrong..." Wang Yan waved his hand, then greeted her with a smile, as if he wanted to embrace the girl, but the latter cleverly avoided it.

And looking at the slim young girl in front of him, Mo Xian couldn't help feeling a bit bitter.

The girl's name was Mo Qianrong, and like him, she was also from Mo's Village.Moreover, she is a well-known beauty around her, and her father is the head of Mojia Village, so she is the dream lover of many teenagers who are just beginning to fall in love.

The two grew up together since they were young, and they can be regarded as childhood sweethearts.

However, Mo Xian's father, Mo Hong, was only a blacksmith, which was considered a very low-level occupation.Therefore, many people think that Mo Xian is a toad.

But he himself didn't think so. Instead, he felt that those people were jealous of him, so he was very proud.

But all of this collapsed in an instant, Mo Xian suddenly felt how ridiculous he used to be, he was no different from that clown.

"Mo Xian, if some things in the past caused you to have some kind of misunderstanding, then I can only say sorry, we can't be people from the same world at all." Mo Qianrong frowned and said.

"Aren't they from the same world, maybe..." Mo Xian smiled wryly. Indeed, with Mo Qianrong's talent, they seemed to be no longer on the same level from the very beginning.

Seeing that Mo Xian remained silent, Mo Qianrong frowned even more, "I advise you not to have any illusions about me, and learn how to be a blacksmith from your father, at least... you won't be able to starve!"

"So...you've always thought so in your heart!" Mo Xian said with a wry smile.

"It doesn't matter what I think. Maybe what happened at the beginning was just a whim and I thought it was fun. From now on, you can do it yourself! Don't try to take revenge, he... is not someone you can afford at all." Mo Qian Rong said, then turned and left, "Let's go, I don't want to see him again, it will remind me of some bad things."

This sentence was heard in Mo Xian's mouth, but it caused him to be hit hard, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out.It turns out that I have always been a bad thing in the other party's mind.

"Yes..." Wang Yan nodded with a flattering smile, then waved his hand, and swaggered away with a few of his subordinates, leaving Mo Xian lying on the ground in desolation.

Wang Yan's family background is extraordinary, but Mo Qianrong was able to subdue him, obviously there were some tricks and scheming.

"Mo Qianrong, don't be so self-righteous. I have always regarded you as a friend. The fantasies you mentioned may not exist at all." Mo Xian suddenly stood up from the ground and shouted loudly.What he said was the truth, but it was extremely pale and weak when he said it on this occasion.

Hearing this, Mo Qianrong's figure trembled slightly, and she said, "Really, that's the best way!"

"Boy, you are really a cooked duck, you have a hard mouth!" Wang Yan turned his head and stared at Mo Xian fiercely, with a faint murderous intent emerging from the depths of his eyes.

To him, Mo Xian was like a thorn stuck in his throat, if he didn't get rid of it, he would always feel uncomfortable.

Looking at the few people who were drifting away, humiliation, anger, unwillingness... All kinds of emotions rushed into Jun Mo's heart at the same time, making him almost suffocated.

At the same time, the pain in every part of the body also hit him at the same time.He finally couldn't bear it and fell to the ground, but he didn't want Mo Qianrong to hear his distressed screams, so he tried his best not to let himself make any sound, the low growl in his throat was like a beast, extremely terrifying.

After a while, he finally calmed down, and when he was struggling to get up, he saw a few pairs of scarlet eyes appearing in the depths of the woods, as well as those trembling roars.

"Warcraft!"

Mo Xian was taken aback, and immediately felt a little desperate. Even in his heyday, it was impossible for him to defeat the monsters, let alone at this time.

This is just a small forest outside the Mo family village, and there is no possibility of monsters appearing here.In other words, this magical beast can only be placed here deliberately by Wang Yan, and its purpose is self-evident.

"Damn Wang Yan, if the young master doesn't die this time, you will be smashed to pieces!" Mo Xian cursed, dragging his broken body to escape.

But at this time, how could he be the opponent of those ferocious monsters, but he was surrounded by groups in an instant.

"Roar!"

A few hungry monsters roared continuously, and the fishy wind from their mouths made Mo Xian almost faint.

"Rumble..."

The moment the monster rushed towards Mo Xian, there was a sound of explosions in the sky, and then bolts of lightning pierced the sky, as if tearing the sky apart, and then big raindrops fell down.

A huge lightning bolt was like a shocking spear, suppressing all the other lightning bolts, and suddenly landed where Mo Xian was.

Then, everything returned to silence, and the raindrops and lightning disappeared in an instant, as if they had never existed at all. It was only the scorched monsters on the ground and Mo Xian's body that had turned into black charcoal were silently explaining the previous lightning bolt terrible.

……

"Crack..."

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Xian's body that was as black as carbon suddenly made the crackling sound of broken porcelain plates. Immediately afterwards, cracks appeared on the black charcoal, and they fell off quickly, revealing the whiteness and tenderness inside like a newborn baby. skin.

Mo Xian suddenly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a flash of lightning in the depths of the dark eyes, which implied a kind of heart-pounding fluctuation.

"I... I didn't die?" Mo Xian looked blankly at his white hands. His last memory was those bloody mouths, and his most likely state now was a pile of monster feces.

"Could it be that those monsters gave up and ate me at the last moment?"

Just when Mo Xian couldn't figure it out, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his chest.This scorching heat was very weird. Although the temperature was very high, it didn't make him feel any pain. Instead, it gave him a feeling of strength.

As soon as he pulled the clothes off his chest, he froze immediately.

There, at some point, a mark in the shape of lightning appeared, emitting a faint light.

"This is?"

Mo Xian subconsciously wanted to touch the mark of lightning, and the moment his finger touched the mark, a strong electric current suddenly rushed to his head along his finger.

Then, he realized that there were many things in his mind that did not belong to him.

Those were bright or dim spots of light, each exuding a kind of fluctuation that made Mo Xian's heart palpitate.

He subconsciously avoided those spots of light that seemed very powerful at first glance, and tried to touch the dimmest one among them.

After a burst of tearing pain in his head, Mo Xian discovered that this spot of light was actually the memory of a powerful warrior.

Martial artist, in the Tianwu Continent where Mo Xian is located, is almost everyone's goal.In this world where martial arts are respected, it represents power, money, power, beauty, and almost everything you can think of.

Of course, the premise of all this is that you are strong enough.

(End of this chapter)