Chapter 1
The gods abandon the continent, respecting martial arts, the strong step on the mountains and rivers, move the stars and the moon with their fists, the weak break the steles and crack the stones, and tear the tigers and leopards apart. Children who learn language have force in their bodies.

If a person does not have the slightest force in God's Abandoned Continent, one can imagine how he will be treated.

"Drink, drink, haha!"

In Tianfeng Country, it was winter months, and the outside was icy cold, but in a courtyard in Yunfeng Town, a group of teenagers were bare-chested and fiercely punching a set of punches.

On their bodies, the hot air turned into a puff of smoke, rising continuously, and all the cold winds immediately turned around after touching the smoke, and continued to wreak havoc forward.

"Mangshan Boxing is the basic skill of my Bu family. It is divided into nine levels. As long as you martial disciples complete the nine levels, a ray of vitality will be born in your body and you will become a real warrior!"

The Bu family, one of the four major families in Yunfeng Town, has real warriors sitting in the town, and there are dozens of warriors below.

Behind the crowd, a middle-aged man had his hands behind him, and his eyes were shining brightly. It can be seen that his martial arts realm is not low, and he is only one step away from reaching the real warrior realm.

Yuanli is the foundation of martial arts.

If you want to cultivate Yuanli and become a real warrior, you have to practice the physical body first, let the physical body break through the limit again and again, and when the physical body is perfect, Yuanli will naturally be born from the dantian.

"Okay, let me see what progress you have made in a month!" The middle-aged man walked in front of everyone, and then lifted a piece of animal skin beside him.

Inside the animal skin is a dark stone tablet. This is not an ordinary stone tablet, but a treasure specially used to test the cultivation level of martial arts.

"walk!"

The middle-aged man called out a person's name, only to see a star-eyed young man come out immediately.

"boom!"

Walking with all his strength, he punched out, and suddenly a strong light flashed on the stone tablet, and then a group of numbers immediately appeared on the stone tablet.

"430 six catties of strength, the third level of martial arts!"

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and reported the realm of martial arts on foot, without the slightest emotion on his face.

The Martial Apprentice Realm is divided into nine levels. One hundred jin of strength is the first level of Martial Apprentice, two hundred jin of strength is the second level of Martial Apprentice, and four hundred jin of strength is the third level of Martial Apprentice.

By analogy, eight hundred catties, one thousand six hundred catties, and three thousand two hundred catties correspond to the fourth, fifth, and sixth levels of warriors.

Six thousand four hundred catties, twelve thousand eight hundred catties, and twenty-five thousand six hundred catties correspond to the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels of warriors.

It can be seen from this that the realm of warriors is almost a layer of heaven and earth. As for the realm of warriors above the realm of warriors, it is only possible to break through when warriors reach the perfection of warriors.

As for the realm of martial arts consummation, there are different opinions, because after breaking through the ninth level of martial arts, some people have already born Yuanli and advanced to the realm of martial artists.

There are also people who have reached [-] jin, [-] jin, and [-] jin of strength, but they still haven't reached the realm of martial arts consummation.

According to the legend, only when a warrior reaches the strength of [-] jin can he truly reach the state of perfection, but the reason why the legend is a legend is because no one has ever reached it in the God Abandoned Continent.

"Bu Yun, with a strength of 280 jin, the second level of a warrior!"

"Bu Ping, with a strength of 390 nine catties, is still one step away from the middle stage of martial arts, the fourth level!"

"Bu Leng, eight hundred catties of strength, the fourth level of martial arts!"

As the teenagers stepped forward to test their cultivation realm, everyone had different expressions, some were excited, some were disappointed, and some were unwilling.

"Tap Tap!"

Behind the crowd, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, and then a handsome young man walked up. When he arrived, everyone present immediately exclaimed.

"It's Bu Li's cousin. He had reached five thousand catties a month ago. With his training progress, I'm afraid he has already advanced to the late stage of martial arts!"

"Bu Lizhi's cousin is only 16 years old this year. In Yunfeng Town, he should be the only genius who has the hope of becoming a martial artist before the age of 20!"

"As long as you can break through the warrior realm before the age of 20, you can enter the Tianfeng National Academy to practice. It seems that our Bu family will be brilliant again."

Bu Lizhi, the first genius of the Bu family, at this moment, between the steps, he walked like a king in the world, and everyone stepped aside one after another.

"Lizhi, I'm interested in coming here today. Is it another breakthrough in cultivation?" The middle-aged man looked at the young man who was walking, and his expression couldn't help but become excited.

"Whether there is a breakthrough, just test it and you will know!"

The boy's face was filled with a confident light. After the middle-aged man backed away, he raised one hand, and with his five fingers together, he slapped the stone tablet like lightning.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, and after the stele trembled for a while, a series of numbers were displayed on the stele.

"One thousand and two catties, almost reached the peak level of the seventh level of martial arts, and will soon advance to the eighth level of martial arts, I read it right!"

Everyone was stunned and stupefied, many of them swallowed hard.

"My cousins ​​continue to practice, I won't bother you!" After the test, a smile appeared on Bu Lizhi's face, and he walked away gracefully.

"Show off!"

A weak voice sounded from a corner, and beside the gate of the courtyard, a thin young man curled his lips in disdain.

The boy was not like the others, with his upper body bare, but a fur coat, which wrapped him tightly, and judging from his shivering appearance, it was obvious that he was severely frozen.

Bu Fan is the name of this young man, a young man without the slightest force, even weak and sick, who really belongs to the young man who will fall when the wind blows.

Bu Fan is not a direct descendant of the Bu family, but the only child of the Bu family who was brought back by the third lady who was admitted to the Tianfeng National Academy and walked out of the God Abandoned Continent.

At that time, the third miss of the Bu family walked out of God's Abandoned Continent, and the Bu family had the same scenery for a while, but after a few years, the third miss of the Bu family suddenly coughed up blood and appeared in front of everyone in the Bu family, holding a comatose child in her arms After handing it over to the Bu family, it disappeared without a trace, and there was no trace for eight years.

This child is exactly Bu Fan today, and also the nominal young patriarch of the Bu family.

At first, everyone was afraid of Miss San's power and tried to please him in every possible way, obeying him.

But up to now, no one is paying attention to him, because everyone guesses that the third young lady back then may have died outside and will never come back.

"yawn!"

Bu Fan rubbed his frozen red nose, and couldn't help but sneezed, who knew that after a sneeze, it attracted everyone's attention.

"It turned out to be cousin Bufan, why don't you stay in the house, be careful of frostbite!"

Bu Lizhi stopped and glanced at Bu Fan, seemingly caring, but actually full of irony.

Bu Fan looked up at Bu Lizhi and said, "Thank you cousin for your concern, but next time you call me, it's better to call me Young Patriarch."

"Okay, my young patriarch!"

Bu Lizhi laughed and left, but after leaving the courtyard, everyone clearly heard him speak again, saying, "Trash!"

(End of this chapter)

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