The strongest starting system

Chapter 1308 The Rising Star

Zhao Wushuang glanced at him and said, "I'm talking about the big world. The place you are in is just a small corner of the big world. It's normal if you haven't heard of it."

"..."

"You can call this sword a broken wall sword. In fact, the root bones in your body are out of place. The only thing connected to your spiritual root is your dantian. After the dantian is broken, the bridge of communication also collapses. The Breaking Wall Sword can help you break through the veins between the spiritual root and the body, but you have to think about it, this kind of pain is unbearable."

"As long as you grab it and insert the whole sword into your abdomen, you will be able to hit the psychic root successfully, but if you faint halfway, or if you can't hold on and let go, then all your efforts will be in vain, and even the psychic root will be damaged There will be no chance to practice again in the future."

Chu Zhuo stared at the ball of light for a long time, then he suddenly laughed.

"Now I have nothing. I have nothing to do with my previous glorious status and countless cultivation resources. In the past three years, I have learned about the warmth and coldness of people in the world, and I know that without strength, I can only be useless in this life." alive."

"I have a chance to rise again. Even if I risk my life, I will give it my all. I am not afraid of death!"

Under Zhao Wushuang's gaze, Chu Zhuo held the Broken Wall Sword with both hands, and ruthlessly inserted it into his abdomen.

Two full hours passed, and Zhao Wushuang was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe it. During every second of hell-like torment, that kid's hands were still tightly gripping the hilt of his sword, and he was fighting every minute. Inserting the sword into his body, he finally fainted from the pain.

Such determination and perseverance are truly chilling.

"This kid... is really cruel to me." Zhao Wushuang murmured.

The night is gradually passing, no matter how dark the corner is, it will eventually usher in its own dawn.

……

When Chu Zhuo came to the tofu shop, it was already high in the sun, an hour later than usual. He used to come to work before dawn.

Fatty and several other handyman disciples were sitting outside the tofu workshop, and when they saw Chu Zhuo coming, they immediately surrounded them angrily.

"You trash, you came so late, you are looking for death." The fat man shook the whip in his hand, his expression was rather unkind.

"That is, waiting for you to start work, you dare to be late and delay the adults' meal, you just wait to be beaten."

"If you can't even do this well, waste is indeed waste."

"..."

Chu Zhuo narrowed his eyes and said, "You keep scolding me, am I the only handyman in the tofu workshop?"

The fat man said coldly, "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting." Chu Zhuoyi said: "Since everyone is a handyman in the tofu workshop, why should I work alone and you rest beside me? For three years, I have done [-]% of the work every day. It's not fair."

Several handyman disciples were stunned, and then burst out laughing.

"Fairness... Did you see that a piece of trash is still talking about fairness with me?" The fat man covered his stomach, laughing until tears were about to come out, but the next moment, he showed a stern face, "Do you want fairness? What the fuck? Fair to you."

Snapped!
The thick whip was thrown out suddenly, and came straight to Chu Zhuoyi.

Chu Zhuoyi had been whipped by the fat man many times before, and every time he would be whipped to pieces.

Only this time, he will not choose to remain silent.

At the moment when the whip was about to hit him, he dodged and the whip missed. In an instant, he was moved by the wind, clenched his fists and rushed towards the fat man.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed grinningly; "Are you trying to fight me? Come on, grandpa tormenting you is as easy as trampling on an ant to death."

He is a third-level warrior, and he is one of the best among the handyman disciples. If he didn't have this strength, it would be impossible for his subordinates to manage dozens of people.

Of course it's no problem to deal with Chu Zhuoyi, who doesn't even have a single segment.

Running, jumping up, and punching, Chu Zhuo was like thunder flashing down, his movements were done in one go, and there were bursts of spiritual power fluctuations where the fist passed.

The fat man thought that he could easily defeat Chu Zhuoyi, but the moment Chu Zhuoyi's fist fell, he felt the terrifying force, and his whole body was shaken back, and he sat down on the ground.

Chu Zhuo took advantage of the victory to pursue and kicked the fat man in the head. The fat man suffered a heavy blow, and the back of his head came into close contact with the ground, causing him to feel dizzy from the pain.

The other handyman disciples were stunned.

What the hell is going on?

As soon as Chu Zhuo rode on the fat man's body, he punched down with such force that the arm that the fat man lifted up to cover his face was completely numb with pain.

"It's fun to let me work every day, isn't it? It's refreshing to beat me every day, isn't it? It's nice to eat raw maggot meat, isn't it?"

Chu Zhuo fought faster and faster, and the more he played, the more enjoyable he was.

How miserable he was oppressed by this fat man, how happy he is now.

Fatty didn't know what was going on, but the situation was not good for him now, so he had to find a way quickly.

"Chu Zhuoyi, let me tell you, my cousin is Li Yunfeng, who ranks third in the outer sect, if you dare to hit me again, I will..."

"Just your uncle and grandma with a hammer, go to hell!"

Chu Zhuo punched him on the chest one by one, the fat man spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and then passed out.

As soon as Chu Zhuo stood up, he glanced at the others.

Those people all backed away in fear, and the other two immediately threw away the whips in their hands.

"Do I still have to work now?" Chu Zhuo asked expressionlessly.

Those people shook their heads quickly.

"From now on, you will do all the work in this tofu shop. I will come to inspect it. If I see you are lazy... I will serve you with a whip."

Chu Zhuoyi's words made several handyman disciples tremble, and they dared not go forward to carry the fat man back until Chu Zhuoyi turned around and walked away.

"Oh my god, what kind of elixir did this kid take to suddenly become so powerful..." Someone couldn't help complaining.

But when he faced Chu Zhuoyi's fierce eyes, he withdrew his complaints and walked away in despair.

After Chu Zhuo experienced a fight, his chest heaved slightly and he was panting heavily, but at this moment his heart was surging, and he didn't care about the broken skin wound on his fist at all.

"Well, how do you feel after this fight?"

As soon as Chu Zhuo turned his head, Zhao Wushuang, who was leaning against a tree with green grass in his mouth, was looking at him with a smile.

Chu Zhuoyi took a deep breath, walked over quickly, and then knelt down in front of Zhao Wushuang.

Zhao Wushuang was startled, and hurriedly bent down to help him, but who knew that the boy was as stubborn as a cow, he couldn't get up at all, instead he kowtowed heavily.

"Grandpa! If you hadn't helped me behind the scenes, I would still be the trash who was bullied in the tofu shop. You are my reborn parents!"

Chu Zhuoyi's thin body burst out with an extremely firm will at this moment.

(End of this chapter)