King of Gods

In the early morning, the sky was just a little bright, and the whole city of Yuyang was still in the dark before dawn...

Yuyang City, Zhao family.

Teng!

Juvenile conditioning, open the warm bed, jump off the bed, dress and wash, all the moves in one go.

During this time period, most of the children in the family, even some servants, are still asleep...

The 13-year-old boy is slightly thinner and his face is white and tender. Although he is not very beautiful, he is very patient.

In particular, his eyes, clear and clear, sparkling with fighting spirit: "After a certain period of time, I will be able to break through the martial arts and let the people of the Zhao family shut up."

The boy is named Zhao Feng.

Half a year ago, with his excellent performance, he entered the Zhao family of Yuyang City from the Zhao family of Qingye Town.

In the Zhao family of Qingye Town, he is the leader of the same age boy. He was promoted to the "one martial art" and was separated from the ordinary people's category and stepped into the door of the martial arts.

At that time, the elders in the town praised his talent and his achievements in the future were immeasurable.

The family and parents have placed high hopes on him.

But only Zhao Feng knows that he has paid a few times more effort than his peers to become the genius of Aoba Town...

Zhaojia, Qingye Town, is one of the branches of the Zhao family. It enjoys two places recommended to enter the clan every five years.

I was recommended together with Zhao Feng, and there was a girl of the same family, "Zhao Xue", who was promoted to martial arts two months later than him.

When he left Qingye Town, Zhao Feng was full of fighting spirit and determined to go to the Zhao family. He was a blockbuster and showed his talents.

However, when Zhao Feng entered the Zhao family, he realized his frog at the bottom of the well...

On the scale of strength, the Zhao family in Qingye Town, but the population of the hundred people in the district, the same age of teenagers is seven or eight.

The Zhao family is a large family with a population of tens of thousands. It controls a large area of ​​land, mineral veins and other resources. It is more than a hundred times stronger than the Qingye Township!

In the Qingzu Township, he is an excellent person, even a genius... But when he came to the Zhao clan, he was almost the bottom of the existence and became a humble outer child!

Many of the same-age teenagers of the Zhao family have been trained to be more than two martial arts, and some excellent ones have reached the martial arts triple. In the rumor, some geniuses in the family are more than four martial arts martial arts repairs...

Faced with this reality, Zhao Feng was like a cold water, knowing his ignorance and smallness.

In addition, together with the "Zhao Xue" from Qingye Town, the beautiful beauty of the embryo, after entering the Zhao family, gradually alienated him, and the top three children in the family's outer layer are better.

I thought that when Zhao Xue was in Qingye Town, he was very admired and even admired. It was only then that Zhao Feng was eager to practice and his mind was ignorant and did not respond.

Since then, Zhao Feng, who has been greatly stimulated, has worked harder and harder.

He has vowed to win a place in the Zhao family and in Yuyang City.

Otherwise, he will never return to Qingye Town!

......

After washing, Zhao Feng took a deep breath and walked straight to the family to play the battlefield.

drink! drink! ......

Zhao Feng was a horse in a half-step, and his double fists were fascinating, and he went back and forth to practice the classic boxing method of the Zhao family - "Yan Gangquan."

"Yan Gangquan" is only a basic martial art, but Zhao Feng has been meticulous and skillful.

In the secular, ordinary martial arts are divided into five levels: basic, low-level, intermediate, advanced, and top-level.

Basic martial arts, the lowest level of threshold, to fight the body, strengthen blood and blood, limited lethality.

In general, the higher the level of martial arts, the greater the power and the better the cultivation effect.

However, as a child of the Zhaofeng tribe, there is no amazing talent, and it is difficult to reach a higher level of martial arts.

"I have been at the peak of the martial arts for a long time. I have to hit the double or the heat."

After practicing for a long time, Zhao Feng was sweating and breathing tight.

Zhao Feng's talent is not bad. The reason why he can't catch up with Zhao's own children is because they have a higher level of cultivation methods. They are rich in family and can take some precious Ling Dan medicines, which makes the cultivation speed increase.

It is rumored that some of the children of the Zhao family have used their precious medicinal liquids to strengthen their bodies. Before they were ten years old, they succeeded in breaking through the martial arts and had a unique advantage.

At the starting line, Zhao Feng was too far away from them.

After half an hour, the sun slowly emerged from the horizon.

On the martial arts field, there are more children of the Zhao family, who are talking and laughing.

When some of the children of the Zhao family touched Zhao Feng, their expression suddenly became cold, and even revealed some disdain and disdain.

This attitude is not directed at Zhao Feng.

The children of the Zhao family have always had some "exclusion" and despise the children from the tribes.

In front of the children of the tribes, they have an inexplicable sense of superiority!

When Zhao Feng was slightly lost, there was a whistling sound from the side: "Little broom star! Give me a stop!"

Snapped!

A hard, iron-like hand slaps on the shoulder.

"It's you……"

Zhao Feng was in a shackle and almost fell. Fortunately, his basic skills were solid and his body was stabilized.

A black boy, who is strong and strong, has a thick eyebrow, and has a touch of play in his eyes. He is a high-profile review of Zhao Feng.

"Zhao Kun! What do you mean by this?"

Zhao Feng is angry and does not fight.

When I first came to the Zhao family, Zhao Feng and Zhao Kun had a conflict. The reason was that Zhao Kun was ironic and looked down upon the children of the tribe. Zhao Feng refused to accept the attack.

Zhao Kun is a person who must report. Since then, he often finds Zhao Feng’s troubles and tries to humiliate him in various ways.

"Zhao Kun! With your strength, if you can't get the children of this tribe in ten strokes, then it's too much to watch!"

"Ten strokes? Zhao Kun has cultivated to the top of the martial arts. To deal with the kid, I see three strokes."

"Three strokes? Fighting positively, I am afraid it is not easy!"

Some of the nearby Zhao people, a look at the show.

Most people are afraid that the world will not be chaotic and speak out.

"Three strokes? Hahaha..." Zhao Kun looked up and smiled. "You are too small to see me Zhao Kun! Defeat this kid, just a trick!"

Just a trick!

Many of the people in the family were shocked.

"one move?"

Zhao Feng's eyebrows picked up, his face changed slightly, and his heart rose.

He and Zhao Kun were one and the same, and Zhao Kun played well. Three strokes defeated him. It is indeed possible.

But a trick...

This is really a naked insult!

In the face of Zhao Kun's provocative gaze, Zhao Feng quickly calmed down: "I can't go to him, even if I can survive a trick, then there is still a humiliation."

In the six months of the Zhao family, he did not eat less deficits, and gradually learned to bear.

"Today's cultivation is quite exhausting. Let me rest for a few days and learn from you."

Zhao Feng no expression, turned and left.

His performance made Zhao Kun the same age boy, a slight glimpse.

"Good boy, let me put you a horse today, meet next time, don't forget today's ‘a covenant’.”

Zhao Kun flashed a hint of sin in his eyes.

A covenant?

Zhao Feng’s heart suddenly appeared. It seems that Zhao Kun is unwilling to let himself go.

"I must break through to the martial arts as soon as possible to fight with Zhao Kun."

Zhao Feng is in a tight heart.

After leaving the military field, Zhao Feng returned home.

Since Zhao Feng entered the Zhao family, the parents in the town have also “stained the light” and joined the Zhao family.

This should be the glory of the parents.

However, Zhao Feng has always been awkward. His performance in the Zhao family was only disappointing to his parents. He also lived up to the expectations of the Qingye town elders...

"came back."

A calm and slightly vicissitude man came out.

It is Zhao Feng’s father, Zhao Tianyang.

"Feng, come over and eat!"

Mother Zhao, a loving face, took out the food from the stove.

Whenever I go home, Zhao Feng can feel the only warmth.

"Thank you for being a mother... it’s delicious!"

Zhao Feng was swollen for a while, and his speech was a bit vague.

At the time of eating, Zhao Tianyang and Zhao did not speak, and they wanted to stop.

"Father, mother, you are..."

Zhao Feng found the look of his parents, slightly dignified, and seemed to have something to say.

Zhao Tianyang and his wife looked at each other and sighed.

"Let me let me know. Just recently, the middle-level people sent people to come and communicate."

Zhao Tianyang made a slight meal.

“Family high-level?”

Zhao Feng is somewhat puzzled.

Zhao Tianyang looks dignified: "The family rules, with new regulations: if the children of the tribe can not break through the martial arts, they will not be eligible to participate in the 'family martial arts'; if ... before the age of fifteen, they will not be able to reach the martial arts triple, they will be beaten Go back to the original branch."

what!

Zhao Feng’s heart was “squeaky” and his face changed.

The Family Wuhui is an opportunity for a national race to compete. The ranking is better than that of the former. In addition to the generous rewards, there is also the opportunity to become a child of the inner class and be trained by the family.

Therefore, the family military will be an opportunity for all the outer children to squid to the gantry.

If you lose the qualification to participate in the Family Wushu, it is equivalent to being abandoned by the family!

The most chilling thing for Zhao Feng is the latter one: before the age of fifteen, he could not reach the triple martial arts and will be beaten back to the original branch.

"No, this is absolutely impossible..."

Zhao Feng’s voice trembled and his fists clenched.

Neither he nor his parents returned to the Qingye Town tribe without face.

"This family rule is specifically for the children of the tribe."

Mother Zhao’s face showed meticulousness.

"Hey, mother, you can rest assured that I will redouble my hard work and break through the martial arts before the family Wushu."

Zhao Feng clenched his teeth and his voice trembled.

"There will be two months for the tribe, and one month in advance for registration. In one month, if you want to break through the martial arts, I am afraid it is not easy."

Zhao Tianyang shook his head.

Only one month?

Zhao Feng looks bleak, like a deep abyss.

If it is two months, he will redouble his efforts, and perhaps there are still two or three hopes.

However, to break through the martial arts twice a month, he is completely uncertain!

Silence for a long time.

Zhao's lightly rubbed the corners of the tears, softly said: "Fenger, regardless of success or failure, we are proud of you... Big, we return to Qingye Town, as long as you live safely for a lifetime."

"Yes! Back to Qingye Town, you are still the leader of the Zhao family - Ning is a chicken head, not a phoenix!"

Zhao Tianyang nodded in favor.

As parents, they all want their children to be safe, even if they are mediocre...

Back to Qingye Town?

"No!"

Zhao Feng shook his head fiercely: "I don't want to go back to Qingye Town, it's just mediocrity for a lifetime!"

He once vowed that he must win a place in the Zhao family and make a world in Yuyang City.

In his heart, he is more eager to go to the martial arts, the peak of the martial arts, and the big world outside...

How can you afford to lose, so go back?

Zhao Fengqiang endured the wetness of the corner of his eyes, roared and rushed out of the house.

"Fenger! Don't be stubborn..."

The parents’ screams came from the ear.

Bang!

Suddenly, the thunder burst in the sky, and there was heavy downpour outside.

Zhao Feng’s heart was sorrowful, and he screamed in the sky and ran in the heavy rain.

At this time, the thunder of the sky is flashing, and the face of the teenager is inconspicuous.

"not good!"

Zhao Feng only felt a sense of oppression, looked up and looked at it.

In his lifetime, he has never seen such a mighty lightning, dense and intertwined like a spider web.

In a short moment, the thunderstorm above the head seems to be twisted under the influence of some kind of force and collapsed with the space.

唔咻——

A black micro-mans swept from the endless sky.

It passes through the dense thunder and lightning, causing a trace of sorrow and beauty as a dream.

Unexpectedly, what is the existence of the "black micro-mansions", ignoring the thunder and lightning of nature.

Hey!

Zhao Feng only felt the numbness of his feet, his hair and clothes were black, and the roar of his ears was broken.

The whole world seems to be in a moment of silence.

"this is……"

He looked pale and looked at an extravagant black bead from his feet, like an eyeball, which was the black micro-male.

Hey! Oh...

The eye-shaped black beads seem to have a life-like appearance, and there are frequent beatings, and they are "opposite" with Zhao Feng.

I don't know why, the rhythm of the "eyeball" beating seems to fit perfectly with his heartbeat, giving Zhao Feng a kind feeling.

In the midst of it, he heard some kind of call.

“Is this thing alive?”

He held his breath and looked alert and alert.

However, it is not waiting for him to act.

Hey!

The eye-shaped black beads turned into a residual image and pierced Zhao Feng’s left eye.

"what……"

Zhao Feng screamed and passed out.

Before the coma, he only gave birth to a thought: Finished... eyes smashed!