The scorching sun hangs high in the sky of shijie. The red light shot up like a rocket to the ground, and the ground caught fire, reflecting the boiling flames like oil. Transpiration, suffocation, fierceness, and stuffiness make people's cells and fibers tremble and burst.

However, in the scorching sun, a teenager stood on the square topless, with his head held high. He had healthy, bronzed skin, beads of sweat the size of beans oozing from the intense sunlight.

Although his face is not handsome and chic, his sparkling eyes are particularly bright. His eyes were full of perseverance and determination.

"Drink ......"

A soft roar erupted from his mouth, like a dragon's roar, full of masculine liliang.

The boy stepped out, his bare feet slamming heavily on the cracked ground. Although there were some small rubbles on it, he didn't seem to notice anything.

Then, his clenched fists slammed forward.

A thin cracking sound sounded in the void, the sound of a fist shaking the air after reaching a certain speed.

He strode forward punch after punch, and every time he took a step, he had the kind of frank momentum that went forward and never retreated. The more fierce his punches, the faster his punch speed, and the more powerful he becomes.

It's just that every punch he throws like this is with all his might, and after ten punches in a row, although his momentum has climbed to the highest peak, it can't last.

"Drink ......"

Zuihou let out a loud roar, and the boy threw his tenth punch.

His punch was extremely powerful, and it seemed to knock out all the essence and energy in his body. The fierce fist wind echoed in the void, and it seemed to make a piercing popping sound.

The power of this punch is almost no less than the boxing power of a true martial artist.

However, after this punch, the boy's body was a stumbling one. He strode forward, finally gaining a foothold, gasping for breath.

After a long time, his breath finally calmed down.

He raised his head, but there was a hint of chagrin on his slightly stubborn face.

Not far away, a middle-aged man walked slowly and stood beside him. The middle-aged man's face was very similar to that of a young man, but he looked much older.

He looked at the young man's face, although he already had the answer in his heart, he couldn't help but ask with a glimmer of hope in Zuihou, "Triumph, how is it?"

The boy lowered his head, he pursed his lips and shook his head.

Sighing lightly, the middle-aged man was silent for a while, and said, "Triumph, forget it, maybe you don't have the talent to become a martial artist." Hey, in fact, our family lives like this, and it is much better than many people. ”

The young man suddenly looked up, he looked at his father in surprise, and said, "Dad, what are you talking about? Do you want me to give up?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said, "Child, sometimes people still have to accept their fate. He paused and said, "Since you were sensible, my father has taught you the Rong family's boxing skills, but until this year, you have not condensed a trace of true qi. Well, maybe that's providence. ”

He looked at his son in front of him, and there was an indescribable bitterness in his eyes.

Rong Yiyang, one of the direct children of the Rong family.

It's just that although he was born in the direct line, because he couldn't condense his true qi before the age of fifteen decades ago, he left his family and came here to take care of a remote farm in the family.

For the direct descendants of the Rong family, such an ending is actually equivalent to eating and drinking and waiting for death. Even some powerful collateral disciples are far more beautiful than him.

After coming here, Rong Yiyang collapsed. Although he did not completely give up boxing, because he lacked the heart to compete for the top, he became a little self-defeating, and for decades, he still has not been able to condense a trace of true qi.

However, since the birth of his son, he has cast all his hopes on Rong Kaixuan.

The reason why he was named Triumph naturally contains a desire in his heart that has never been mentioned to anyone.

However, the wish is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

This kid has been practicing boxing hard since he was a child, and he has never been lazy. However, the heavens never seemed to favor him, and to this day, when he was approaching the limit age of fifteen, he was still unable to condense his true qi.

At this point, even Rong Yiyang, who was no longer reconciled, had to give up.

Rong Kaixuan pursed his lips tightly, and the color on his lips became pale because of excessive force.

He said unwillingly: "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely be able to condense my true qi." ”

Rong Yiyang shook his head in frustration and said, "Child, in fact, with your qualifications and hard work, you could have condensed your true qi a year ago. However, each time the result was a miss. Hey, maybe it's just fate. He sighed and said, "Moreover, in three months, you will be fifteen years old, and before that day, if you can't condense your true qi, you won't have much future in martial arts cultivation in this life." Therefore, it is actually good to give up now and be a rich man with peace of mind. ”

Although he comforted his son again and again, he couldn't hide the loneliness and regret in his heart.

Rong Kaixuan raised his eyebrows, and he suddenly said: "Daddy, you are right, in fact, every time the child tries his best to box, he can feel something. But it's just the ......kick that misses the door," his eyes flashed, and he said, "Dad, if I go to the deep mountain trial, maybe there will be a breakthrough." ”

Rong Yiyang's face changed greatly, and he immediately shouted: "Fart, I don't allow you to mess around." Looking up at the distance, he said: "The periphery of the mountains and forests is patrolled by our Rong family seniors every year, and there will be no danger." But God knows what the crisis is in the deep mountains, and even the warriors don't dare to go deeper, you kid go in, that is, the meat bun beats the dog, and there is no return. ”

Rong Kaixuan said in a deep voice: "Dad, but you once said that we who practice martial arts can only stimulate our own potential and let ourselves go further on the path of cultivation by refining in the environment of nine deaths and life. ”

Rong Yiyang stretched out his hand and pointed at him, his face was ugly, and said: "What nonsense are you kidding, hmph, when our martial artists are in life and death, they can indeed burst out of their potential, release a much larger liliang than usual, and even break through their own shackles and cross the realm is also a common thing." But, do you know what it means to live with nine deaths?" he said viciously: "The so-called nine deaths and a life is to put yourself in an environment where you must die. If you can't break through, you will definitely die. Hehe, can you guarantee that you will definitely be able to break through?"

Rong was stunned, and he hung his head.

If he fell into a mortal situation, would he be able to break through himself at that moment and condense his true qi?

This is a question that even he himself could not answer.

Rong Yiyang flicked his sleeves fiercely and said: "There are indeed people who can survive from the environment of nine deaths and one life, and they have all achieved great glory." However, many more people died in this situation, and they did not even have a chance to leave a name. Hmph, you listen to me, my father never wants you to go to the mountains, it's not nine deaths, but ten deaths. You...... Do you understand?"

When he said Zuihou, his voice was fierce, and there was even a hint of hideousness on his face.

After all, Rong Kaixuan was just a teenager, and when he was forced by his father's momentum, the courage in his heart suddenly dissipated a lot.

Nodding blankly, Rong Kaixuan's body slowly relaxed.

Rong Yiyang patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's not early, you go down and rest for a while." Hey, there's still three months to go, and we can try a few more times. ”

It's just that when he said this, he didn't even have much hope for himself.

More than a year of countless attempts, he has exhausted his patience and hope.

Rong Triumphant nodded, and he turned to leave. However, he did not return to his home, but slowly left Zhuangzi and walked towards the low forest that was as tall as the Qi people.

Looking at the direction he left, Rong Yiyang sighed and returned to the manor alone.

The direction of Rong Kaixuan's departure was opposite to the dense forest behind the manor, and those tall dwarf forests were still planted by Rong Yiyang's order, and formed a large scale after decades.

Therefore, when he saw his son walking towards the low forest, Rong Yiyang would be relieved.

Rong Triumphant walked into the dwarf forest like a fly, for some reason, after listening to his father's words, his heart seemed to be blocked by a big stone, and he couldn't vent his depression.

He sat slowly on the ground next to one of the largest trees in the low forest.

I kept thinking about my own boxing and my father's teachings.

His fists clenched at some point, and he made a decision in his mind. Even if he was over fifteen years old, he would never give up martial arts practice.

"Hoo ......"

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in front of him, and a figure appeared in front of Rong Kaixuan like a ghost.

Rong Kaixuan's eyes widened in a daze, and in front of him, there was an old man with gray hair at some point. The old man's face was stained with blood, and what was even more unbelievable was that only a small part of the old man's body was left.

Below his chest, there was nothing left, not even the internal organs seemed to be running empty.

However, the old man was not dead yet.

He stared at Rong Kaixuan with bloodshot eyes, which immediately gave him goosebumps.

"Hehe, you want me to die, you want to rob me of something. Even if the old man is cheaper than outsiders, he will never give you a success. ”

The old man sneered, and suddenly reached out and patted Rong Kaixuan's body.

Although Rong Kaixuan wanted to dodge, the old man's speed was too fast. Moreover, after he patted him lightly, Rong Kaixuan's consciousness suddenly blurred, his head tilted, his body fell, and he passed out in a gorgeous coma.