Chapter 1 Good Fighting and Bravery

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Today is the triennial ceremony of the Xianmen Great Sect Zhihua Sect, as long as the young and young people in the counties of Yongzhou are at least thirteen years old and not more than sixteen years old, they can wait for the immortals of the Zhihua Sect to be selected in the Dengxian Tai of each county. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Those who are selected will enter the immortal gate and ascend to the immortal gate in one step.

Those who are not selected, if they have no chance, will be ordinary for life.

This is the Dengxian platform of Qiling County, Yongzhou, built on a dangerous mountain that was cut off by the immortals with the immortal method, the shape is magnificent, and the clouds and mist linger.

There is a huge round platform on the platform where hundreds of young people and girls stand waiting to be selected, and on one side of the round platform are thousands of parents, relatives, friends, and servants who accompany them.

Dengsendai is the place where the immortals are set up, which is intimidating, so although there are many people, the atmosphere is also quiet.

The boys and girls on the round platform were all neat and tidy, regardless of their origins, except for one boy, a young man with a disheveled hair, dirty eyebrows, and a tattered animal skin, and his arms and legs were covered with stains and scars.

The young man's name is Xiao Yong, over fourteen years old, from a family of Orion in a deep mountain and old forest in Qiling County, a few months ago, his mother suffered from a strange disease, he and his father were on the way to find a doctor for her to learn that there were immortals in this world, and it was only then that he knew about the triennial Zhihua Sect Disciple Ceremony.

Along with it, Xiao Yong also learned that no one could cure his mother's strange illness, and she only had three years to live at most.

No one can heal to find immortals to heal, so Xiao Yong left a book three months ago and ran away, went over the mountains and mountains alone, and rushed here after a lot of hardships.

Xiao Yong came here to ask the immortals to help his mother heal, if not, then he worshiped the immortal gate to learn the law, and then went back to heal his mother.

The brave appearance is different, so it has attracted the curious eyes of many teenagers and girls, including a special girl.

This girl was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but she was like the bright moon in the night sky, and when she stood there, she hid the glow of all things.

The girl's surname is Qiushui, her name is Lingyan, and she is the second lady of the Qiushui family of the Qiling Wang clan.

Xiao Yong had never seen a girl as dazzling as Qiushui's eyes, but he remembered the purpose of coming here, and he wouldn't bother him, so he withdrew his gaze after glancing at her.

This move seemed a little rude, but Qiushui's eyes didn't take it to heart, on the contrary, there was a slight brilliance in her eyes when she looked at Xiao Yong.

At that time, the world respected the immortals, and the immortals mostly entered the Tao with paintings, so the immortals often looked like scholars.

The upper and lower effects, the people of the world like the scholar school, like the fighting poems and paintings, do not like the reckless style, do not like the fist and foot kung fu, this point is especially prominent in the young girls who still have fairy fate to wait.

Therefore, most of the teenagers of the same age that Qiushui Lingyan usually encounters are weak people who have no power to restrain the chicken, even if there are a few tricks, they are mostly good-looking and uneasy to use embroidered leg flower boxing.

And this bravery, just by the scars on his body, he knows that he will not be weak.

or see the fresh, or feel the novelty, the color in the eyes of the autumn water is getting stronger.

Diametrically opposed to Qiushui's spiritual eyes was Gu Zhaoxi, who was also from the Qiling Wang clan, and his eyes only had disgust that grew stronger because of his bad appearance.

Disturbed by this disgust, Gu Zhaoxi came out and reprimanded: "Savage savage! This is the land of immortals, not the place where you should come, hurry up, otherwise Ben Shao will ask someone to beat you!"

Xiao Yong also knew that he looked bad, but there was nothing he could do, because he lacked belongings, so he could not exchange clean clothes with others, and when he came, he searched for a long time at the bottom of the mountain, but he could not find a place to wash away the dirt on his body.

In the face of Gu Zhaoxi's reprimand, he bravely clasped his fists and said: "This son, I have something important to do with the immortals, and I can't leave, so please ask this son Haihan." ”

"Do you have something important to do with an immortal?" Hahaha! What kind of thing are you, and you deserve to find an immortal?" Gu Zhaoxi raised his hand and said in a cold voice: "Come on, blast this barbarian out of Ben Shao!"

The words came out of the evil servant, one tall and one thin, jumped on the round platform, smiled evilly, and strode over.

Qiushui Lingyan wanted to stop them, but because he wanted to see the strength of Xiao Yong, he stood by and watched.

Xiao Yong faced the two evil servants, did not retreat in fright, smiled, waved his hand and said: "My mother said that a gentleman does not move his mouth. ”

The thin and evil servant said fiercely: "We are not gentlemen, our young master is a gentleman, we are villains, don't keep our mouths, only use our hands!"

He raised his right arm, clenched his fist with his right hand, and slammed into the brave lower abdomen.

Xiao Yong dodged and grinned: "My father said, the gentleman doesn't move his mouth, and the villain will beat him when he moves, so ...... Get down!"

Xiao Yong's words fell, and he rushed out by mistake, swept his legs in a pause, and kicked the crooks of the legs of the middle and high evil servants.

The high evil servant knelt on the ground, furious, and wanted to get up to make Xiao Yong look good.

Xiao Yong stepped on his calf, intercepted his up, and gave him a punch and a punch in the back.

Xiao Yong followed his father to the mountains to hunt since he was a child, and practiced a hard kung fu and fierce beast momentum.

The high evil servant was restrained in the leg and suffered a combo blow in the back, although he was angry, he had lost the opportunity, and there was no possibility of counteracting for a while.

And Xiao Courage is not small, and his fists are to the flesh, and his fists are piercing the bones, and after the high evil servant was punched more than a dozen times in a row, he was already unstable on his knees and fell to the ground.

Xiao Yong stopped smashing him, got up and dusted off, and the sound echoed.

Everyone was silent, fierce beasts were common, but such a fierce teenager was extremely rare.

Qiushui's eyes were short of breath, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

Gu Zhaoxi's face changed slightly, but his anger was even stronger, but he still didn't make a move, because he was a weak person who didn't even have a fist and embroidered legs, and he glanced at the thin and evil servant.

The thin servant read the eyes, and that was to ask him to continue!

The thin servant's face was bitter, he could see that Xiao Yong was by no means an ordinary boy, and his strength might be higher than him, how could he continue?

Xiao Yong didn't ask him to continue, and then hugged Gu Zhaoxi and said: "This son, my name is Xiao Yong, I am good at fighting and brave, I just want to wait here until the immortals arrive, and there is nothing else to ask for, so please ask this son to ignore me." ”

Gu Zhaoxi sneered and said, "You beat Ben Shao's servants, and you still want Ben Shao to ignore it, do you think it's possible?"

Xiao Yong was slightly embarrassed: "This ...... That's self-preservation, it's self-defense. ”

Gu Zhaoxi didn't care about so much, turned his head to look to the side, and said in a deep voice: "A few more people, we must drive this barbarian away to Ben Shao!"

There were many servants who followed Gu Zhaoxi, and as soon as he gave the order, several of them jumped onto the round platform.

There are many brave people, and the thin and evil servant has the courage, quietly pulled out the short stick on his waist, was speechless, went around behind Xiao Yong, looked at Xiao Yong's legs, and smashed it down with a stick!

If the leg injury is inescapable, it can be easily dragged out of the range of Dengxiantai and complete Gu Zhaoxi's order.

Xiao Yong did not have a short stick, but he had a short knife, which was a bone knife that was just up to a foot long when he went out.

The bone knife is stained with dried blood, which is the merit of the knife, and it is also the record of fighting with wild beasts and bandits.

Bravely draw the knife to break through the air, dodge and turn the arm, twist the body and slash back.

"Dang!"

The knives and sticks collided, and the thin and evil servant only felt that the tiger's mouth was slightly numb, and his arms trembled slightly.

Xiao Yong didn't want to do anything to the end, but if anyone wanted to cut off his way to save his mother...... Hum!

Xiao Yong staggered, the knife went in a straight line, and while the thin servant's arm trembled, he pointed directly at his knife-holding arm.

Who knew that before the knife arrived, the body leaned first! It was the strength of the high evil servant that came from nowhere, restraining the brave ankle and disturbing his movements.

If it weren't for the brave movements, one of the arms of the thin servant would have been injured!

The thin and evil servant came back to his senses and was shocked and angry, and in addition to being angry, he saw that there was a high evil servant helping him at this time, and he knew that it was an excellent opportunity to restrain Xiao Yong, and he did not miss it, and then went around behind Xiao Yong, twisted his waist and put it down, and smashed it horizontally with a stick.

No longer smashes Xiao Yong's legs, but the thin and evil servant smashes Xiao Yong's back.

Xiao Yong was restrained only by his left ankle, his right foot could move, and his body could also turn.

Bravely turned around, beveled and thin, and the vertical knife wanted to block his short stick.

But it was not enough to block this short stick alone, because the high evil servant was also out of the stick, and he smashed the stick with his free hand and smashed it into the brave lower abdomen.

Xiao Yong only has one sword, and it is inconvenient to dodge, and in the eyes of others, this battle will be lost.

Qiushui's eyes originally felt like this, but she found that Xiao Yong was not panicked, only calm.

"Could it be that he has a back hand?" Qiushui's small hand was slightly pinched, and the piece of paper she was holding in her hand was wrinkled by her, and her pair of spiritual eyes emitted a faint glow, and a brave figure was reflected in her eyes.

Xiao Yong suddenly felt a chill coming, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was cold, and it also made him wary of Dasheng and did not dare to slack off.

Xiao Yong's body sank slightly, the bone knife in his hand slashed downward, swinging towards the high evil servant, and the thin evil servant's horizontal smash, he straightened his chest and connected it with his chest.

With a bang, the smash of the high evil servant was swept away by Xiao Yong, and the horizontal smash of the thin evil servant hit Xiao Yong's chest without deviation.

Some people sighed, some regretted, some ridiculed, and some were happy, because it was impossible for this chest to block the short stick.

Gu Zhaoxi was happy: "It's ...... to go against Ben Shao How is that possible!"

Gu Zhaoxi was inexplicably frightened, and the others were also shocked, because the brave chest really blocked the short stick of the thin and evil servant!

The short stick of the thin servant is a sturdy iron wood, which will not break even if it is smashed on an ordinary stone, but it is broken by a brave block, how hard is his chest?

Qiushui Ling's pretty eyes had a smile on her face, she knew that it was not the hard chest of the brave man, but the treasure in his arms that was hard enough.

Gu Zhaoxi didn't have the strength, but he had insight, guessed a little, and said sharply: "He has a good treasure on him!

After bravely swinging the knife to block the stick, he took advantage of the fact that the thin and evil servant was stunned, and kicked the chin of the high evil servant, kicking others to loosen their hands, and taking the opportunity to get out and retreat.

The figure stopped, and Xiao Yong could hear Gu Zhaoxi's loud drink, and his heart sank slightly.

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