Fighting Against the Odds: I Am the Right Path

The woman turned her head slightly and looked at Xiao Ying with her cloudy eyes, with a hint of hope in them.

"Ying'er, how was the test?"

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The woman's question made Xiao Ying's expression suddenly freeze, but then he immediately came to his senses and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. The tester said that my fighting spirit has improved a little, and I will be able to recover soon."

Although Xiao Ying tried her best to conceal herself, how could the woman not see the loneliness and unwillingness in her eyes.

Children's little thoughts are really hard to escape the eyes of their parents.

A deep sense of guilt emerged in the woman's eyes.

"I'm sorry, Ying'er, it's all because of my incompetence."

"Mother, what are you talking about? This is Ying'er's own problem. It has nothing to do with you." Xiao Ying comforted her softly and stood up immediately. "Please wait a moment. I'll get you some water."

Xiao Ying turned and walked to the corner, carrying the only intact wooden barrel in the whole hut and left the house. At the moment when Xiao Ying closed the door, the woman clearly saw a glimmer of light on her profile.

This made the woman feel even more uncomfortable. She clutched the quilt tightly with her dry hands, her heart filled with self-blame.

Suddenly, the space inside the cabin twisted, and a man wrapped in black air with an unclear face appeared here.

Seeing this man, the woman's face turned cold, anger flashed on her weak face, and she glared at the man angrily.

"What are you here for?"

The woman's tone was full of hostility, and the black man spoke slowly after a long silence. His voice was low and mixed with repeated sounds, making it impossible to hear the original voice.

"Just to make sure you didn't tell her the truth?"

"Don't worry, I won't tell her a word."

The woman's answer was so resentful, yet so powerless.

She and her daughter were still alive only because of the charity of the black man in front of her. If he really wanted to take the lives of her and her daughter, it would only take a flick of his finger.

At least for this point, I should be grateful to him.

However, when the woman thought that it was him and the man behind him who had harmed her daughter to such an extent, she could not feel the slightest gratitude towards him.

As for the woman's undisguised resentment, the black man pretended not to see it. He stretched out his finger and tapped lightly, and some food suddenly appeared next to the thatched pile.

"Take it, just consider it as a small apology."

After saying that, the black man disappeared into the house.

The woman looked at the food with disgust in her eyes.

But there is nothing we can do.

She, and her daughter, are not even fighters.

Being so insignificant, what can I do in this family?

It is a blessing to be alive.

The woman slowly closed her eyes and lay down.

He closed his eyes and kept murmuring.

"Ying'er, I am sorry for you."

Xiao Ying carried the wooden bucket to a nearby well, placed the bucket beside the well, raised his hand and gently wiped the dried tears from the corners of his eyes, murmuring constantly in his heart.

Don't cry, Xiao Ying. You were so arrogant before and looked down on everyone. What you are experiencing now is nothing more than paying off your debt.

At least now, I still have my mother by my side, and that is enough.

Xiao Ying heaved a long sigh, hung the wooden barrel on a rope and lowered it into the well, then struggled to pull the rope up to pull the barrel up, untied the rope, and staggered towards his cottage carrying the barrel full of water.

During this period, Xiao Ying deeply felt the lack of his own strength.

The well was only a thousand meters away from his home, but he couldn't even carry the wooden bucket back home in one breath and had to stop several times in between.

Even the children in the tribe would be able to walk this distance effortlessly carrying a bucket in one hand.

"Yo yo yo~ Isn't this the former proud daughter of heaven?"

Suddenly, when Xiao Ying was only a hundred meters away from returning home, a rather unpleasant voice was heard. Xiao Ying frowned and turned his head to look. A girl with a haughty look was walking slowly towards him.

Xiao Ling, the granddaughter of the great elder of the Xiao clan, had always been compared with Xiao Ying by others before Xiao Ying fell into disgrace, which made her very jealous of Xiao Ying.

Now that Xiao Ying has fallen on hard times, Xiao Ling has become the undisputed strongest of the younger generation. At the age of only fifteen, he has already reached the peak of Dou Wang realm and is only one step away from breaking through to Dou Huang realm.

(This guy is here to cause trouble for me.)

Xiao Ying made such a judgment in his heart, and then Xiao Ling's unpleasant voice came again.

"How did the once high and mighty Xiao Ying end up like this? As your former rival, I really feel sorry for you~"

Xiao Ling laughed at Xiao Ying in front of him wantonly, as if he wanted to get back all the humiliation he had ever suffered from her.

However, Xiao Ying has encountered countless people's cold eyes and ridicule in the past few years. Although he felt a little uncomfortable with Xiao Ling's ridicule, he did not take it seriously.

Anyway, I'm used to it.

Xiao Ying ignored Xiao Ling and walked towards home step by step, carrying the wooden barrel with great effort. When Xiao Ling saw that Xiao Ying ignored him, resentment appeared in his eyes. He raised his foot and dodged to stand in front of Xiao Ying.

"Hey, I'm talking to a loser like you, can't you hear me?"

Facing Xiao Ling standing in front of her, Xiao Ying remained speechless and walked around her calmly carrying the barrel.

Although it has fallen into disgrace now, it is far from what it was before.

But if Xiao Ying was asked to bow to the girl in front of her, she would never do it.

Seeing that Xiao Ying ignored her for the second time, Xiao Ling's pretty face immediately twisted. She raised her leg and kicked the wooden barrel in Xiao Ying's hand far away before Xiao Ying could react at all. The water that Xiao Ying had spent a lot of effort to send back home was spilled all over the floor.

Xiao Ying was furious. He stared at Xiao Ling's smug face and clenched his fists tightly.

But then, Xiao Ying forced himself to endure it, turned around to pick up the wooden barrel, and walked towards the well, obviously wanting to fetch another bucket of water.

Although Xiao Ying endured it, Xiao Ling couldn't.

Being ignored time and again by a loser was too much for her self-esteem to accept!

Just as Xiao Ying was about to pick up the wooden barrel, a foot suddenly stretched out and stepped on the barrel, causing Xiao Ying to suddenly pause.

Xiao Ying raised her head immediately, but before she could speak, a long sword suddenly appeared in Xiao Ling's hand, pointing it at Xiao Ying, staring at her coldly.

"You loser, how dare you ignore me again and again? With your current status, no one would blame me even if I killed you!"

Although Xiao Ling said so, she was just threatening. If she was really asked to kill Xiao Ying, she would never dare to do it.

No matter how useless Xiao Ying is now, she is still the daughter of the clan leader, which is an indisputable fact. Although Xiao Wuyun usually hates Xiao Ying and allows other people to ridicule and mock Xiao Ying, they are father and daughter after all. If Xiao Ying is really killed, who knows whether he will avenge his daughter.

Looking at Xiao Ling's furious expression in front of him, Xiao Ying felt deeply unwilling.

In the past, Xiao Ling didn't even dare to raise his voice in front of him, but now he can curse him to his face without any concealment.

Xiao Ling ignored what Xiao Ying was thinking and pointed the tip of the sword slightly downwards.

"Kneel down and kowtow to me to apologize, or I will crush this barrel."

Hearing Xiao Ling's words, Xiao Ying's shoulders trembled again.

Apart from her mother, she would never bow to anyone, including her father.

However, this wooden barrel was the only one in her house.

Although it was just a small wooden barrel, with her current status, everyone regarded her as bad luck and it was difficult to find another one.

Even if it didn't happen this time, if my mother needs water urgently someday in the future.

"Hurry up, I'm not like a loser like you. I don't have that much time to waste with you."

Xiao Ling's proud voice urged him, and the strength under his feet gradually increased.

Seeing this, Xiao Ying bit her lower lip so hard that it even drew blood.

Finally, Xiao Ying slowly bent his knees.

Between self-esteem and his mother, Xiao Ying chose the latter.

However, when Xiao Ling saw Xiao Ying kneeling down, the expression on his face was still unsatisfied, and he tapped Xiao Ying's head with the sword in his hand.

"What I'm saying is, kowtow and apologize, don't think you can get away with it like this."

After hearing this, Xiao Ying clenched his fists tightly.

His body was slightly hunched and his forehead hit the ground heavily under Xiao Ling's gaze.

At this moment, Xiao Ying seemed to hear the last bit of dignity in his heart shattered.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Xiao Ling felt extremely happy when he saw the proud girl who was once compared to him by others, now kowtowing to him like a stray dog ​​just to get back a wooden barrel.

Then, Xiao Ying, whose head hit the ground, suddenly heard a sound of breaking. He raised his head abruptly and looked in shock at the wood chips in front of him that had been broken into several pieces.

Xiao Ying's eyes were dull, and his heart was extremely sad at this moment.

He gave up everything, including his last bit of self-esteem, and did as Xiao Ling asked.

But he couldn't even keep a small wooden barrel.

There is no need for the strong to talk about credit with the weak.

The weak have no right to reason with the strong.

The strong prey on the weak; this is common sense that is deeply engraved in the hearts of everyone in the tribe.

Xiao Ling raised the corner of his mouth, and slapped Xiao Ying's dull face with the sword as if humiliatingly, grinning. That pretty face looked so vicious at this moment.

"Xiao Ying, I will teach you a lesson this time. If you dare to ignore me next time, I will punish you with more than just a wooden barrel."

After saying that, Xiao Ling put away his sword and walked past Xiao Ying with a big laugh.

Xiao Ying looked at the broken wooden barrel on the ground, his body shaking with suppressed anger, and he supported himself on the ground and climbed up.

At this moment, she really wanted to rush forward to vent her anger.

But no.

The only person who can take care of your mother is yourself.

You must be patient.

"Xiao Ling, I've got it in mind."

Looking at Xiao Ling's departing back, Xiao Ying's eyes revealed a hatred that chilled one's bones.

"Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river."

"Don't bully, the young are poor."

Teenager refers to boys and girls.

In addition, I had originally planned to shout these words out to Xiao Yan's face just like he did in the original novel, but when I think about it carefully, the situations of Xiao Yan and Xiao Ying are so different. No matter what Xiao Yan is like, at least he has the protection of his father, the clan leader, while Xiao Ying really has nothing. Shouting them out to his face would seem too heartless. Although I also admit that it does not look very passionate when written this way, please understand.

Note: Except for the last names, all the characters in this drama are not fictitious.

Chapter 376 Xiao Ying is not greedy

Xiao Ying, the daughter of Xiao Wuyun, the patriarch of the Xiao clan, has been a genius since birth. She was a fighter at the age of six, a great fighter at the age of eight, and even reached the pinnacle of fighting king at the age of twelve. She is undoubtedly the leader of the younger generation of the Xiao clan.

At that time, Xiao Ling, who was ranked only after Xiao Ying, had just broken through to the Dou Ling realm. There was no need to mention the others, as they were left far behind by Xiao Ying.

At that time, everyone in the Xiao clan had no doubt that Xiao Ying would succeed his father as clan leader in the future and lead the Xiao clan towards a more glorious future.

However, as if God was jealous of talented people, for some reason, in the year when Xiao Ying reached the peak of Dou Wang and was about to successfully break through to Dou Huang, the Dou Qi in his body suddenly disappeared overnight for no apparent reason, and his strength even fell back to the third stage of Dou Qi.

Since then, no matter how Xiao Ying practiced, his fighting spirit could not increase by even a little bit. Even today, three years have passed, and it is still the same.

However, Xiao Ying's mother, Xiao Wuyun's wife Xiao Qingge, was just an ordinary person, which surprised the people in the clan.

It is not surprising that the people outside are ordinary people, but the Xiao clan, which carries the blood of the Dou Emperor, has never had a person who cannot practice from the past to the present. Xiao Qingge should be the first ordinary person since the establishment of the Xiao clan.

And it is such an ordinary person, but she is actually the wife of Xiao Wuyun, the strongest person in the Xiao clan. This matter has always puzzled everyone in the clan. With Xiao Wuyun's talent and status, he has countless suitors in the clan, but Xiao Wuyun chose Xiao Qingge, an ordinary person, to be his first wife.

According to rumors, it seems that when Xiao Wuyun was still a child, it was Xiao Qingge who had been silently supporting Xiao Wuyun behind the scenes, which is why Xiao Qingge got this extremely mismatched marriage for her.

But after Xiao Ying's strength declined, Xiao Qingge also immediately lost power, causing her status in the family to plummet. Xiao Wuyun even ruthlessly expelled her and her son from the clan leader's house, and only gave them a very meager living allowance every month, which was barely enough for the mother and son to survive.