Chapter 1 (1/2)
”Li Fuchen, you are not my opponent in ten years' practice.”
Bang!
On the training ground, Li Fuzhen, with a beautiful face, fell and flew out. He was a young man in green.
”Haha, I didn't expect that. Three moves failed.”
”This is the seventh time in a year that Li Fuchen has been defeated by Li Yunhe.”
”To challenge Li Yunhe is not to be a genius, but to challenge Li Yunhe is not to be a fool.”
”You can blame Li Fuchen wrongly. He has always been a proud man and has never avoided fighting.”
”Ah, to blame Li Fuchen has a fiancee named Guan Xue. Who knows Li Yunhe also likes Guan Xue. The three of them grew up together when they were young, but Guan Xue had already been betrothed to Li Fuchen, which made Li Yunhe unhappy.”
The schadenfreude and laughter from around fell in Li Fuchen's ears so harsh that his breath was also slightly rapid.
A year, it all happened a year ago.
A year ago, he was absolutely a genius in the Li family. Li Yunhe was never regarded as an opponent by him.
But one day, his talent suddenly lost. To be exact, it was the talent that could not be used any more. Whenever he concentrated, his head would ache and crack. That kind of pain made him unable to practice at all. After a fight, Li Yunhe realized that Li Fuzhen's strength had not improved at all, so he changed his method to invite Li Fuchen to fight him.
Clenching his fist, Li Fuchen looks up at the sky, full of unyielding heart.
”God forbid, how did I offend you? Why did I take away my talent? Do you know what the consequences would be if I didn't have talent in this world where the strong are respected?”
Li Fuchen roared in his heart.
Unfortunately, God can't hear his inner voice.
Looking at Li Fuchen with a sneer, Li Yunhe is very happy in his heart. For Li Fuchen, he has always been very envious, envious that the father of the other party is the head of the Li family. No matter in terms of resources or treatment, he is better than him. If his father is also a clan leader, his achievements will certainly surpass Li Fuchen.
Now the other party has become useless firewood, and the patriarch can't help them. You should know that the Li family is not the patriarch alone. There is a Presbyterian behind the patriarch. Once the Presbyterian Council makes a decision, the patriarch can't change it. Of course, most of the time, it's the patriarch who says it, and the Presbyterian Council doesn't participate in family affairs.
”Li Fuchen, I advise you to give up Guan Xue on your own initiative. You are not worthy of her as a waste firewood.”
Leaving a sarcastic remark, Li Yunhe turns to leave the training ground.
The people who watched the war all left, leaving only Li Fuchen standing there alone.
In the distance, a middle-aged man in white saw all this in his eyes.
”Floating dust, although my father is a clan leader, he can't help you with this kind of thing. You can only rely on yourself.”
Looking at Li Fuchen being bullied by others, he is more miserable than anyone else. But he is very clear that once he takes the lead for Li Fuchen, Li Fuchen will suffer more humiliation and resentment. In this world where the strong are respected and hierarchical, everything depends on his own strength. External forces may make him look beautiful on the surface, but secretly, who knows how many people will disdain him Hate.
The night was as deep as water. Li Fuchen sat on the futon and tried hard to cultivate the red jade skill.
Hongyu skill, the only yellow level high-level skill of the Li family, has seven levels. One year ago, Li Fuchen had already cultivated to the third level. Unfortunately, this year, he has not made any progress. However, Li Yunhe took advantage of this year to cultivate Hongyu skill to the fourth level, which can crush him.
”Ah
Although has experienced innumerable times, the pain of the head still makes Li Fuchen can't help but scream.
This kind of pain, more than a hundred times the physical pain, it is from the depths of the soul pain.
Sweat dripping on his body, Li Fuchen reluctantly opened his eyes, his lips because of teeth clenched, blood flowing down, shocking.
”Still?”
Li Fuchen still can't understand what happened to him. External humiliation is a blow to him, but this ignorance is even more a blow to him. It's like a poisonous snake that erodes his bone marrow. By the time he detects it, the bone marrow has already been sucked out.
The night was over, and it was dawn.
Early in the morning, a guest came to the Li family, Guan Yue, the head of the Guan family.
In the conference hall, Li Tianhan, dressed in white, warmly welcomed him.
”Guan Yue, what brings you here?”
Guan Yue is nearly eight feet tall. He smiles awkwardly and says, ”I'm free today. Come and have a look. By the way, how's the floating dust recently?”
”It's still a big blow to him. He hopes it'll come through.”
Li Tianhan looks gloomy.