Chapter 1 Waste

"Grandpa, how are you? Don't scare me!"

In the Qinglong Mountains, on the outskirts of Pingyuan City, in a simple but very neat thatched cottage, a handsome, slightly thin boy about sixteen years old was lying on the side of the bed with a look of anxiety and shouted hoarsely. .

Lying on the bed was a gray-haired, skinny old man. With great difficulty, the old man stretched out his wrinkled hands, gently stroking the young man's handsome but sad face, and gently wiping away the tears from the corners of the young man's eyes. The bruises on the arm were exposed due to the slipping of the sleeves. The boy looked at the bruises on his grandfather's arm, as if they were not hit on his grandfather, but on his own heart. The tears that swirled in the eye sockets flowed out, but he still couldn't hold back, and the tears came out of his eyes.

The old man opened his mouth and said very slowly and weakly: "Yan'er, I'm fine. Originally, my lifespan was close to two years old. People will die sooner or later. I just died two years early. You don't have to worry about me. sad."

"There is a hidden compartment under the table. There is a ring in it. It was held in your little hand when I picked you up sixteen years ago. I was afraid that you would lose the ring when you were young, so I never gave it to you. You, now that you have grown up, it's time to leave it to you," the old man said with some regret in his slow words, and said with some reluctance: "You have to go on your own in the future, and you must be careful in everything and take care of yourself." If you want to live, remember not to report for me..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man closed his eyes, stopped his slow breathing, and the hand on the young man's face became cold.

"No!"

The young man cried out in grief, his face was distorted, his eyes were wide open, and he lay on the old man's body with blood-red eyes, tears streaming down his face.

The boy cried for half an hour until his throat was dry and hoarse. Only then did the young man get up and arrange the old man's clothes and cover the quilt, as if the old man hadn't died, but just fell asleep as usual.

The boy came to the only shabby round table in the house, reached out his hand to feel under the table, and found a hidden compartment, opened it and took out the ring inside.

This ring as a whole is a pattern of a dragon. This dragon is carved lifelike. From the scales to the claws to the beard, every detail is exactly the same as the legendary real dragon. The dragon's head bites the dragon's tail to form a ring shape. , Longan even exudes a faint red light, no matter from which angle he looks at it, Longan seems to be staring at him.

The boy picked up the ring and wanted to wear it on his hand, but the ring was too big to fit on any finger. In desperation, he had to tie the ring with a rope and make it into a necklace. on the neck.

The young man walked out of the house sadly, turned his head and knelt in front of the door, knocked his head three times with "bang bang bang", his forehead was red from knocking, stood up and said firmly: "Grandpa, you can rest in peace here, I I will definitely avenge you," said the young man who wiped away his tears, lit a torch and burned the thatched cottage that had lived in it for sixteen years and had many good memories.

The setting sun is like blood, dyeing the entire sky red, everything seems to be in a sea of ​​blood, and the young man's heart is dripping blood just like the setting sun.

The young man took firm steps and walked towards the city of Pingyuan step by step.

The young man had long forgotten his grandfather's dying warning, and now he only had one thought in his mind, which was to kill Ma Yong who injured his grandfather and avenge his grandfather.

"What's wrong with this kid? His eyes look so scary!"

"Yeah, you usually greet us when you see us, why does he seem to be a different person today?" someone who knew him commented.

The boy came to the main entrance of Ma's house and shouted loudly to the inside: "Ma Yong, get out!"

As soon as the words were finished, a gorgeously dressed young man in brocade attire came out surrounded by everyone. This person was one of the three major families in Pingyuan City, Ma Yong, the son of the head of the Ma family.

A malicious sneer appeared on the corner of Ma Yong's mouth, and he looked at the boy and said mockingly: "Who am I? Isn't this the genius Zhang Yan of our Pingyuan City? I can't find you on weekdays, so why come to me in person today?" Is it here? Shouldn't you be a turtle?"

As soon as Ma Yong's words fell, the subordinates on the side also booed, mocking Zhang Yan and saying, "Do you still think you are that genius boy from Pingyuan City?"

"Now you are just a waste who has not made any progress for three years and has been stuck in the ninth level of body training!"

"A person like you is worthy of robbing our young master for a woman? You really want to die!"

Zhang Yan didn't pay attention to their sarcasm at all. Their sarcasm was just a trivial matter to Zhang Yan. In the past three years, he had heard too much sarcasm and met too many white eyes. of.

Zhang Yan stared at Ma Yong coldly, and angrily said word by word: "I can bear the trouble you bring me on weekdays, but I didn't expect you to dare to beat my grandfather. This is something I absolutely cannot tolerate. Today I will make you pay in blood!"

"Haha, what I'm waiting for is your words. Do you really think that I dare not fight with you? Today, I will teach you a good lesson," Ma Yong walked over with his chest straightened. In front of Zhang Yan.

As soon as Zhang Yan saw Ma Yong, he couldn't suppress the killing intent in his heart, he clenched his fists tightly, raised his hand without saying a word, and punched Ma Yong's throat, Zhang Yan's movements were very clean and neat, without any tricks, As soon as he came up, he went straight to Ma Yong's vital point.

Ma Yong was also caught off guard by Zhang Yan's blow. Seeing that the punch was about to hit him, he quickly raised his hands to protect his body. His strength is also at the ninth level of body training, but he is the last Compared with Zhang Yan, Yuecai broke through the ninth level of body training, but it was much worse.

You must know that Zhang Yan has reached the Ninth Level of Physical Training for three years, and has already reached the peak of the Ninth Level of Physical Training. In addition, these years rely on hunting wild animals to sell money, Zhang Yan's actual combat strength is much stronger than Ma Yong.

The two fists collided, and Ma Yong was knocked back two steps by Zhang Yan. As soon as Ma Yong stood firm, Zhang Yan's next attack had already arrived. Zhang Yan gritted his teeth and looked at Ma Yong fiercely. Shouted loudly: "You give me your life."

Zhang Yan's palm went straight to Ma Yong's head and slapped it. With Zhang Yan's cultivation base, if he caught this palm, Ma Yong's head would definitely be shattered.

But at this time, a figure suddenly appeared in the crowd of Ma's family, and this person came to Ma Yong in an instant, raised his hand and hit Zhang Yan's chest with a palm. Zhang Yan only felt a strong force coming, and then spewed out a mouthful of blood, and flew out backwards.

Zhang Yan stared at the visitor in disbelief. Anyone who could knock himself into the air with a single palm must be an innate master.

"It's just a martial arts competition, why do you want to kill? Could it be that you want to kill my nephew in front of my Ma's house?" The visitor looked at Zhang Yan angrily.

Zhang Yan endured his injuries and stood up from the ground. His eyes were still full of murderous intent and he said, "I didn't expect your Ma family to send helpers in the martial arts competition. It's really shameless."

"What's going on? Why does this kid want to kill you?" Ma Zhong asked suspiciously.

Ma Yong quickly explained: "My subordinates accidentally beat up this kid's grandfather. Who knew that old guy couldn't help beating him. He beat him in the morning and died in the afternoon. This kid came to seek revenge on me."

"Oh?" Ma Zhong said coldly when he heard the words: "Cut the grass to get rid of the roots. If this is the case, we must not let this kid leave alive." He waved his hand and signaled everyone to kill Zhang Yan together.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Yan knew that he was in danger. Now Zhang Yan felt very regretful in his heart. He regretted that he was too reckless. At the same time, he also hated himself, hated that his strength was too low, he could not kill his enemy and ruined his life.

When Zhang Yan was in despair, a figure came in front of Zhang Yan. This person was about the same age as Zhang Yan, but his figure was two circles fatter than Zhang Yan. He was quite a fat man.

I saw this person standing in front of Zhang Yan and shouting loudly: "Slow down!"

Everyone in the Ma family who wanted to rush forward stopped when they saw this person, and Ma Yong threatened: "What? When will it be your Sun's turn to take care of our Ma family's affairs?"

Zhang Yan also asked with some doubts: "Fatty, why are you here? This is my grievance with Ma Yong, don't interfere."

The person who came was Zhang Yan's only good friend, Sun Zhihui, the eldest son of the three major Sun families in Pingyuan City. Since he was relatively fat, Zhang Yan always called him Fatty.

"Why did I come? If I don't come again, you will be beaten to death," the fat man said worriedly.

Fatty looked at Ma Zhong and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhong, this person is my friend, I wonder if you can let him go for the sake of our Sun family?"

"If you can let him go, our Sun family is willing to give up the Sun's restaurant in the south of the city to your Ma family. What do you think?"

Ma Zhong was very happy when he heard the words, a waste Zhang Yan was not a big threat to their Ma family, but a restaurant could bring a lot of income to the Ma family.

Ma Zhong quickly laughed and said: "Since you have come forward, nephew, I will give you this face today, you can take this trash and go."

Fatty hurriedly helped Zhang Yan, who was seriously injured, to leave Ma's house. Zhang Yan vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood, gave Ma Yong a vicious look, and followed Fatty to leave unwillingly.

None of the people present noticed that the blood dripping from Zhang Yan's mouth happened to drip onto the ring around his neck, and all the blood was absorbed by the ring, and the blood-red longan on the ring flashed for a moment. There was a faint light, and under the cover of blood, no one noticed this strange scene.

Ma Yong noticed Zhang Yan's eyes before he left, and said worriedly: "Are we going to let him go like this?"

"Let him go?" Ma Zhong snorted and said, "If anyone offends our Ma family in Pingyuan City, no one will be able to leave alive. You ask people to guard outside the city. Once you find this kid, deal with it immediately." Get rid of him! I said let him go, but I didn't say not to kill him later."

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