Fighting the Happy Emperor

Chapter 4 The prelude kicks off
"Tonight, my body will return to normal. I really look forward to practicing "Lingbo Weibu" with my body."

As the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun shrouds the eight-year-old boy and six-year-old girl, looking so gorgeous, as if the brilliance of life is squeezed into this moment to bloom.

Stone Desert City, a large city located on the edge of the Tagore Desert, is also the closest city to the village where Li Xiaoyao lives.

At this time, the sky had already darkened, in a house somewhere in the city.

"Steward Pang, everything has been taken care of. As long as the girl is taken away, no one will reveal the news." The person who spoke was the middle-aged man who was talking to the village chief's son in the evening.At this time, he was standing respectfully in front of an old man in green clothes, and respectfully reported the news he had.

The old man was noncommittal, tapped his fingers on the table lightly, and closed his eyes in deep thought.Knowing that the middle-aged man was sweating profusely from nervousness, he said, "Are you sure that the few mercenaries hired will not leak the news? The family can't bear the blow brought by the secret."

"This is natural!" The middle-aged man cupped his hands and continued, "Those mercenaries all have the strength of five or six stars of a Dou Zhe. Isn’t the village at your fingertips?”

After a pause, he continued: "As for what you are worried about, my lord, I will naturally give you a satisfactory explanation after the task is completed!" As he spoke, murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and he swiped his hand like a knife.

"Well, not bad." The old man understood, and said: "Since you are not a member of the family, there is no value in living. As for you, the Patriarch said that as long as you complete this task, you will become the core child of the family. "

The middle-aged man was overjoyed when he heard the words, "Thank you, sir!"

In another room, a man exuding a fierce aura looked at the jade pendant in his hand, and muttered to himself: "Big brother, second sister, I will definitely rescue you! Please forgive me for my rudeness to the villagers." Cruel." As he spoke, tears flowed unconsciously.

This person is the mercenary mentioned by the middle-aged population, and he actually has the strength of a fighter.This time, he found out that a family was planning to attack the village that raised him, so he got in by relying on his connections.

It is precisely because the man knows the terror of the black hands behind the scenes that he cannot muster up the courage to resist.Rescuing one's own relatives is already doing one's best.

In a dilapidated house in a small village, Li Xiaoyao suddenly jumped up from the bed.

"Finally regained control over the body." Xiaoyao clenched his fists vigorously, feeling more powerful than usual and quicker responses, he couldn't help grinning: "Now I can finally use my body to practice "Lingbo" "Weibu", it should be easier to break through the bottleneck now."

After finishing speaking, propping up the bed board with both hands, he jumped out of bed.Looking at the adoptive mother and Qing Lin who were still asleep next to her, she felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart, "Wait, I already have the power to protect you, and I will never let you get hurt again!"

He tiptoed to the door, gently opened the door a crack, squeezed his body, and the whole person passed through the door and came into the yard.Turning around and closing the door, he walked to the open space in the village.

The moon and stars were sparse, and black magpies were flying around. The open space under the night sky looked strange and scary.From time to time, there were bursts of rustling voices, which made people panic.

But Xiaoyao can't care about these anymore, the desire for cultivation has long overwhelmed the fear of mysterious things.

Close your eyes, and think carefully about the cultivation method of "Hundred Steps Flow", from the movement of true energy, the steps you step on, to the body skills between the turns, everything comes to mind.

Hu Xiaoyao took a deep breath, calmed down the excitement in his heart, and began to practice meticulously.

tread!tread!tread!Ta Xiaoyao's footsteps landed on the stone floor, making heavy and sometimes light footsteps.At the beginning, because I was showing the footwork in my mind in reality, I felt a certain sense of unfamiliarity.But gradually, as he walked again and again, Xiaoyao could clearly feel that he had more and more control over his body.If it was as if he had been hit by a slowing spell before, it was simply a stimulant now!Everywhere on the body, there are joyful voices!
Over and over again, eight steps, sixteen steps, 64 steps, Xiaoyao practiced over and over again.The more you practice, the more you can feel the subtlety of "Lingbo Weibu".

Huhuhu

The speed of walking is getting faster and faster, and the speed of true energy in the body is also getting faster and faster!Gradually, Xiaoyao felt that the steps he took step by step, with continuous practice, were being engraved into the depths of his soul bit by bit, becoming an instinct.

Xiaoyao was a little surprised and inexplicable, and practiced harder and harder.

Time passed quickly, and it was midnight in the blink of an eye.The moon had already set, and the dark clouds all over the sky covered the faint light of the stars.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind.The violent wind rolled up the sand, dust and grass clippings all over the ground, flying all over the sky.Similarly, Xiaoyao was awakened from his practice by such a gust of wind.

"Why do you feel this way?" Xiaoyao suddenly felt a palpitation, and there was an ominous premonition in his mind.Looking at his home in the distance, although it was covered by many houses, he still couldn't resist Xiaoyao's worried gaze.

"Anyway, let's go back and have a look first, anyway, we will have plenty of time after practicing." Xiaoyao made up his mind and ran back home.Since Xiaoyao has not comprehended the most delicate last eight steps, Lingbo Weibu cannot be perfected, nor can he pull out the phantom in the merry-go-round.So now Xiaoyao often has a feeling of stiffness when running the whole set of footwork. Every time he hits a hundred steps, he has to stop and walk from the beginning.Perhaps, in today's state, there is a high chance of fully comprehending Lingbo Weibu's first stage of "Hundred Steps", but the temptation is not enough for Xiaoyao's worries about his family.

Along the way, Xiaoyao felt more and more uneasy, and his pace became faster and faster.

Galloping all the way, he arrived outside the gate in a short while, Xiaoyao heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to open the door to leave, when suddenly a low and pitiful scream came from the yard
(End of this chapter)