Chapter 1: Natural waste

Early in the morning, the sun rises, and the morning glory is beginning to appear.

A rolling hills on the earth.

A huge group of ancient and modern buildings with exquisite carved eaves and antique flavours is like a holy place outside the world, sitting between these mountains seemingly true and imaginary.

"Hey! Ha!"

About twenty or so children were slapped up and down around the dragon-shaped stone pillars in the square, and their immature palms, fists and feet made loud "pops, pops" when they were in contact with the extremely hard stone pillars.

These children are male and female, and the older ones are only twelve or three, and the younger ones are only seven or eight years old. However, judging from their boxing and strength, they are not inferior to ordinary adult martial artists who have practiced martial arts for ten years.

In addition to them, there is a man about 30 years old on the square. At this moment, he is carrying his hands on his back and looking at the sweaty young figures of the younger generations in the family with relief.

"The descendants of the family generation have produced a few good seedlings. Xiaokong and Xing'er are only twelve years old and have already cultivated to the fourth level of inner breath. The martial arts comprehension is also the best choice.

Fen'er and Lang'er are also good, and their internal interest has reached the second level before the age of ten. Well, the other children have also cultivated inner breath..."

While this coach-like man was observing these juniors practicing martial arts, a young boy about ten years old suddenly appeared on the edge of the square and walked straight towards the center of the square.

The child was dressed in white, with a slightly thin body and a carved jade-pecking face, which made it extraordinarily delicate and elegant.

When he walked in front of the man, he stopped and asked in an extremely dissatisfied tone: "Coach, why didn't you notify me of martial arts practice?"

Seeing this child, the man frowned: "Xiaotian, what are you doing here?"

"Practicing martial arts! They can practice, of course I can practice too!"

"Laughter! Don't be fooling around, you don't know, your physique... it is impossible to cultivate your inner breath. Even if you work hard, there will be no results!"

"No! My dad told me that my physique is different from ordinary people. As long as I work hard, I can also practice martial arts!" The child yelled with excitement.

Hearing the shouts, the children practicing martial arts couldn't help but stop and look.

"Huh? Isn't this the waste material Hanyu Xiaotian who can't practice martial arts? What is he doing?"

"No, I heard that he often comes to practice martial arts, but since he was born he is destined to be unable to cultivate his inner breath!"

"That's right, he thought he was Hanyu Shengxi or Hanyu taking the lead?"

"Han Yu Xiaotian! There is no place for you here. You should go back to read and paint. Hahaha~~"

...

Listening to the discussion and ridicule of the children around the same age, the boy named Hanyu Xiaotian showed a trace of grievance and unwillingness in his eyes.

The corners of his mouth bend slightly, and his tightly pressed lips are full of stubborn curves.

In the year Hanyu Xiaotian was born, three children in the Hanyu family were born, two boys and one girl.

The first girl born was named Hanyu Shengxi. At the time of her birth, it was rumored that auspiciousness descended from the sky and Zhong Lu Ziming, whose talent test reached the perfect level, and she was known as the future star of the family.

The other boy, Hanyu, was born as one of the rare special physiques "Tian Ge soldier emperor" detected among hundreds of millions of people!

At that time, the whole family was shocked, and even many older people who had been unable to retreat for many years went out to see what happened.

It is rumored that people with this physique have every part of their body comparable to a weapon, and can cultivate a higher level of "soldier qi" than ordinary true qi. There is nothing to stop the soldier's direction!

They are the most perfect fighters, and they are destined to become strong.

Hanyu Xiaotian was the last of the three to be born. In the eyes of countless people, his test result was: "The structure of the gene chain is abnormal, the physiological functions of the body are slow, and the bones are dense. It's deadlocked, the pubic area is fixed, and you can't practice martial arts!"

...

In this era of ancient martial arts, it is everyone's dream to become an ancient martial artist.

Ten years have passed, when Han Yu Xiaotian watched all the children of the same age around him cultivate their inner breath to become ancient martial artists, how could he be willing?

Seeing that the scene was slightly chaotic, the man checked the time and then gave a soft drink.

"Okay! I think you are itchy again, don't you? Do you dare to be distracted when practicing martial arts? Next time you will be punished for an extra hour! Well, that's all for today's morning exercise.

Following the man's order, all the children who practiced martial arts suddenly disappeared.

Some children ran and said, "Let's go! Let's go to a party, um, let Han Yu Xiaotian have this place! Hey, don't break the stone pillars!"

"Haha, he can break the stone pillar of the family even with a piece of rubbish? You are so funny! Go play."

...

The man looked at Han Yu Xiaotian, who was still motionless in the same place, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. Finally, he sighed slightly and turned away without saying a word.

In a blink of an eye, the square that was still lively just now became empty in an instant, leaving Han Yu Xiaotian alone.