The daily life of people with super powers

They are much stronger than ordinary people in terms of taking a beating, but that is when they are facing an unarmed opponent. If the opponent is holding a knife or a gun, they will still be injured.

"I have very little talent. According to what the old man said, with the same amount of effort, I gain one, while the genius gains ten."

"As for absorbing resources, I can only absorb one portion at a time, but a genius can absorb ten portions."

"That is to say, the genius's progress is a hundred times faster than mine."

Xia Fan pulled the cart with great effort. It was not that he didn't want to push it, but with his current strength, he couldn't push a wild boar weighing several hundred kilograms.

He was pulling in front, and Tang Ansheng didn't help, but just walked slowly in front of him.

"Grandpa, why is this world so unfair? I have worked harder than those geniuses, but in the end, I can only catch up with a few tenths of their efforts." Xia Fan said with some bitterness.

He would only say these words to his grandfather and not to anyone else.

"Yeah." Tang Ansheng walked in front and didn't respond to anything else, just nodded.

Xia Fan knew that his father didn't want to hurt him, fortunately he had let it go these days.

Although the world is unfair, he lives a good life. If it weren't for the old man, he would have starved to death sixteen years ago.

Moreover, compared with other people in the village, he was already treated as a superior person because he could go to the martial arts academy to practice martial arts, reach the leather training level, and eat meat to his heart's content.

"The old man named me Fan. Perhaps he had already discovered this and hoped that I could live an ordinary life."

After all, these days, being able to live an ordinary life is a blessing.

Unfortunately, he guessed Tang Ansheng's thoughts wrongly.

"This kid's aptitude is indeed poor. Just by eating meat, I estimate that he can only be raised to the third level of physical training. He cannot go higher, not to mention the cultivation route of the immortal sect."

"It seems like we need to feed him something good."

"If my memory fragment is correct, the Ascension Ceremony is held every twenty years. In three days, the disciples of the immortal sects will come here to recruit students."

"The immortal sect should have natural treasures and elixirs."

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Tang Ansheng doesn’t worry about the fact that with the same resources, his cultivation speed is only one percent of that of a genius.

One percent, right? If he gives a hundred times the resources, wouldn't the cultivation speed be the same?

With a thousand times the resources, wouldn't that mean you're ten times faster than a genius?

Ten thousand times the resources means it is a hundred times faster.

"My dear grandson, when your grandfather joins the immortal sect, you will not be short of resources."

Xia Fan was pulling the cart from behind and could only vaguely see the corners of his old man's mouth pulling up.

"Is the old man suffering from Alzheimer's disease?"

"No, I have to work hard on my training. The old man is old, and I will have to take care of him from now on."

The previous decadent atmosphere was swept away by him. Even for the old man, he had to cheer up.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed.

Chapter 5 Mad Dog Fist (k)

"Xia family boy, did you kill another wild boar?"

"Brother Xia, your archery skills are truly amazing."

"Brother, I see that your martial arts skills are not inferior to those in the martial arts academy, especially your archery skills are even more superb. Do you want to come to the army for training?"

Xia Fan came to the market pulling a big, sleek wild boar weighing several hundred kilograms. In an instant, he seemed to be the center of attention, and everyone surrounded him.

Either they would touch the pigskin and sigh at how good it felt, or they would flatter him to the point of making him feel a little embarrassed.

In fact, at the beginning, when he took the game hunted by Tang Ansheng to the street to sell, no one paid attention to him.

After all, Shijia Village is backed by a forest, and anyone can hunt one or two wild animals as long as they are lucky.

But as he came to the market every day, he caught more and more game, and the game became bigger and bigger, and he gradually became the center of attention.

Especially after he pulled up the first wild boar and people discovered that it had been shot in the eyes by two arrows, the praise reached its peak.

Now, Xia Fan is the best hero in the area.

There was no other way. In this era, only brave men could join the village hunting team, but it was impossible for the people in the hunting team to produce prey every day like him.

"I've already told them that it was my grandfather who beat them, but they just don't believe me." Xia Fan looked at everyone speechlessly, thinking to himself.

At the beginning, it wasn't that outrageous. He said that the game was hunted by the old man, and everyone believed it.

But later, when deer, wild boars and the like appeared, people no longer believed that it was the old man who shot them.

Because the old man guarding the tomb at the end of the village is seventy years old and often stumbles when he walks. How could he possibly kill a wild boar?

Nowadays, a seventy-year-old man can be called a centenarian. He can still hunt wild boars at such an old age. Do the young people in the village hunting team have any shame?

"Xia Xiaoge, you are not young anymore, it's time for you to get married and have children."

A matchmaker came forward and said, "There is a family in Zhaojia Village. Their daughter is sixteen years old, the same age as you. She is as beautiful as a flower..."

"Go away, Zhaojia Village is nothing, it's very poor."

"As the saying goes, good things should be kept within the family. Is there no beautiful girl in Shijia Village who is suitable for Brother Xia?"

Ever since Xia Fan "showed" his extraordinary hunting skills, a lot of people have tried to matchmake for him, and some even went directly to Tang Ansheng's house.

However, most matchmakers felt scared when they saw Tang Ansheng, so over time, they stopped looking for Tang Ansheng and went directly to Xia Fan himself.

"Okay, stop making trouble, don't delay Brother Xia from selling pigs."

After a lot of trouble, the big wild boar in Xia Fan's hands was finally sold. It was bought by a wealthy family in the town for fifteen taels of silver.

This price is actually a bit of a premium. The extra price is entirely because of Xia Fan's youth and potential. They want to make friends with him and hope that next time they hunt good prey, they will think of them first.

Xia Fan hurried out with the silver in his pocket, preparing to return to Shijia Village before dark.

"Today I made a total of 20 taels of silver. Hunting is really profitable."

Xia Fan thought to himself: "It's all thanks to the old man's superb skills. I don't know how he found these prey."

Hunting skills are one thing, but sometimes luck is also needed. After all, no matter how high your skills are, they will be useless if you can't find the prey.

However, Tang Ansheng does not rely on these when hunting. He relies on his powerful spiritual realm to sense where prey is, so he finds a lot of prey every day.

The reason why his archery skills are so superb is that he uses internal force to correct the arrow's path. The internal force attached to the arrow body can preliminarily adjust the arrow's trajectory.

The larger the adjustment, the more internal energy and spirit are consumed, so Tang Ansheng hunts wild boars at most, and usually hunts deer and the like.

"I have saved more than 100 taels now. If I had known that I could make so much money, I wouldn't have gone to that martial arts academy. Wouldn't it be great to follow the old man?"

Xia Fan walked with some silver in his arms, looking somewhat happy. His whole mental outlook was completely different from when he just came back.

If he was a defeated rooster when he came back, now he is a victorious rooster with his head held high.

As we all know, it is impossible for a man to have both money and inferiority complex at the same time. Xia Fan is in this state now.

"I have now reached the Leather Training Stage. With the guidance of the old man, I feel that I am not far from the Flesh Training Stage."

"No wonder those senior brothers and sisters in the martial arts academy often say that falsely teaching thousands of books is not as good as truly teaching one sentence."

Xia Fan now has great admiration for his Grandpa, the Champion Hou.

The town is not far from the village. With his current physical strength, he only needs to walk for fifteen minutes, or half an hour.

But when he was about to reach the village, he found several figures stopping him not far away.

"Hey, Brother Xia, have you just come back from town for a good time?" joked one of the gangsters who was leading the group.

Xia Fan looked up and saw that it was Er Gouzi who had blocked his way last time and prevented him from getting close to Miss Liu again.

"Get out of the way." Xia Fan frowned slightly.

He is now also in the Leather Training Stage, and thanks to the old man's personal guidance, he believes that he is far superior to his previous self in terms of martial arts.

Among these gangsters, except Ergouzi who is at the Leather Training Stage, the others are ordinary people.

Although he was not afraid, he did not want to delay his return to see the old man.

"Humph, calling you Brother Xia is giving you face. If I don't give you face, you'll be Puppy Xia."

Er Gouzi seemed very dissatisfied with his tone.

Yes, ever since he had flattered the Qian family and reached the Leather Refining Stage, even the village chief would have to smile when he saw him.

"Brothers, I heard that you made some money recently. Brothers are also short of money. Why don't you lend me some money?"

Er Gouzi looked at the others, then at Xia Fan, and said, "I believe you won't make things difficult for the brothers, right?"

The few gangsters following Er Gouzi could understand the hidden meaning of their big brother's words, and they stepped forward and surrounded Xia Fan.

Everyone was rubbing their hands, ready to take action, as if they would snatch the things away by force if Xia Fan dared to say no.

When Xia Fan saw this, he felt something was wrong.

"I am now in the first stage of leather training, just like Er Gouzi. I have more advanced martial arts skills and they have more people, so we are evenly matched."

"Looking at it from all sides, we can say that we have a chance of winning."

In other words, he now has the power. If it were his old self, he would have put the things down, left in disgrace, and then found a way to get them back later.

This is not cowardice, this is called a hero not suffering a loss in front of him.

But he is now at the Leather Stage. If he just puts down his things and leaves in shame, wouldn’t all his training be in vain?

He has just reached the leather training stage, can he endure this humiliation?

“Boom boom bang…”

Xia Fan pulled his clothes out, and twenty taels of silver fell from his arms, making a dull sound as they landed on the ground.

But to Ergouzi and his friends, this sound was simply the sound of nature.

They spent money lavishly, often going to town to spend money with women. They didn't have a proper job and had long been unable to make ends meet.

Er Gouzi had received news that the guy they threatened had made a lot of money recently, so he wanted to take advantage of him.

His original intention was to just take some money. After all, most of the people in the village were ignorant and would treat a small amount of money as a lot of money. But he didn't expect that Xia Fan really made money.

The autumn wind is so strong!

Er Gouzi chuckled and said, "How about lending us ten taels, no, twenty taels? According to the market rules, nine out of 13 back?"

"Oh, really?" Xia Fan didn't expect the other party to put forward such a condition.

Nine out and thirteen back is borrowing money at a high interest rate, and usually only gamblers or people who are in urgent need of money would do this.

"Of course it's true, but I'll pay it back when we have money."

Er Gouzi said, "And you must give us ten taels of silver every day from now on."

Mud horse!

Stealing money, right?

Xia Fan finally saw the true colors of these thugs.

How does the old man teach a person who is disloyal and bullies good people?

As Xia Fan recalled this in his heart, his eyes became firm, and then he opened his mouth and yelled:

"Yeah!"

"Roar!"

“Ahhh, hoo hoo!”

A strange, huge, incoherent roar came out of his mouth, which scared Ergouzi and a few others so much that they took a step back.

"Brother Ergou, is he having a hysterical attack?"

"This is going to be epileptic."

The other gangsters said worriedly.

Er Gouzi also looked over and found that Xia Fan was dancing and shaking his hands and feet, yelling incomprehensible words. He felt a chill in his heart.

"Is this kid really hysterical?"

Seeing that they were all intimidated by him, Xia Fan immediately rushed towards Er Gouzi, while continuously yelling: