The eastern part of the East Asian continent is the territory of the Xia people.
“57…58…59…！”
In a forest, a boy of five or six years old was gritting his teeth and sticking to doing standard push ups with one hand and five fingers.
His forehead was dripping with sweat, and his black linen clothes were soaked through. The blue veins on the back of his hand burst out, but his vision was firm. He would never give up until he reached his goal.
The boy's name was Xing Jiejun, and he was the child of an ordinary scholar from a small tribe in the territory of Xiaya people.
Xia Ya people are born with strong physique. Compared with other ethnic groups, Xia Ya people have congenital advantages in body. They are called "fighting nations"!
However, Xing Jiejun was an accident. He was a rare "inborn weak driver" among all Xia Ya people.
In fact, Xing Jiejun's body is similar to that of ordinary people, except that he was born in a fighting nation.
In Xiaya people, this is spicy chicken!
When other Xia people were born, their innate power capacity started at least 70, and there were many people who broke the hundred, and the worst was 50.
But Xing Jiejun, the amount of congenital power is only fifty thousand.
Even people from ordinary different families are inferior, so he has been bullied by other children in the tribe since he was young.
Even if he tried hard to cultivate, he still could not catch up with them.
He was not as good as others in the past. He had to practice with injuries every day, which made things worse.
"498... 499... 500... Ah"!
After finishing the five hundred goals set for him, Xing Jiejun immediately lost his support and fell to the ground.
Hands for push ups tremble slightly.
His face was still swollen, and there was a trace of blood left on his mouth.
After collapsing on the ground for about five minutes, Xing Jiejun forced himself to stand up. After the first group of two hands, the next step is to prepare to practice feet.
Then he immediately carried the prepared big stone on his back. Although it was only 500 jin, it was just the weight he could bear now.
Today's goal is 500 times!
Hoo... ha... hoo... ha... hoo
According to the rhythm of even breathing, Xing Jiejun began to squat up and down with the big stone on his back.
After 500, he felt dizzy. Xing Jiejun tried to resist the urge to lie on the ground and tried to shake his legs to relax his muscles.
This level of cultivation may not be difficult for other peers to achieve, but for Xing Jiejun, it is like eating a stone with his mouth.
You can chew a little, but this process
Xing Jiejun's father was disappointed with him, so he didn't take much care of him.
Without his father's control and no one watching him to practice, a child of five or six years old should be very casual.
However, Xing Jiejun did not. On the contrary, his efforts were several times or even dozens of times greater than those of his peers.
Although all roads lead to Rome, some people were born in Rome.
As Xing Jiejun practiced so hard, his power naturally increased rapidly, from five at the beginning to 115 now.
Mmm! It also reaches the power level of the Xia people when they were born, and it is a little stronger.
Now his peers have at least 200 or even 300 power points.
Just as Xing Jiejun was about to enter the second group of arm training, a thunderbolt startled him!
He vaguely saw a thunder light on a mountain opposite his house, and it was not very far away.
Xing Jiejun hesitated for a moment. He had never been to the opposite mountain, and he did not know the extent of the strange animals in the mountain.
However, thunder seldom happens in Xiaya territory, let alone a thunderbolt from the blue.
So, Xing Jiejun immediately rushed to the opposite mountain!
At the same time
"Just now there seems to be a lightning strike"? A little boy said in surprise.
"It seems that there is little thunder in the territory. Is there anything good?"? Another little boy thought for a while.
"Let's go and have a look! It seems that the place is very close to the waste house! Don't let the waste pick up any good things!"!
With these words, three children about the same age as Xing Jiejun also rushed towards the other side.
………
After Xing Jiejun ran to the opposite mountain, he slowed down to look for it. His physical strength has not yet recovered. Plus, he still feels pain all over.
After searching for a while, he found a piece of black ash next to a big stone. There was a necklace between the black ash.
Xing Jiejun picked up the necklace and looked at it carefully. The shape of the necklace seemed a bit like a totem, but it was different from the Xia totem on his body.
Apart from this, there seems to be nothing special.
Just as he was about to wear the necklace around his neck as an ornament, a discordant voice interrupted him!
"You are indeed a waste here. If you find anything, hand it over!"! The leading boy screamed.
"It seems that we are not serious enough today? You can still come here". Another boy said.
"Hand over your things quickly, or we will beat you for half a month!"!
In spite of that, they also have scruples.
Xia Ya people advocate fighting, but they will never allow internal fratricide.
Although they always bullied Xing Jiejun, they didn't dare to kill him.
Xing Jiejun's eyebrows were wrinkled and tilted, like two swords to be sheathed. His eyes were fixed on the three people in front of him!
The leader is the son of the tribal leader, and the next two are the dog legs of the son of the tribal leader, but their father's status in the tribe is not low.
It's just the son of the tribal leader. If you really want to fight, you can be beaten down by him every minute!
However, Xing Jiejun is not a person who will compromise and escape. Since none of them can be beaten, what's the difference between that one and the three.
Xing Jiejun held the necklace tightly in his right hand. He didn't have to think about what would happen next.
The son of the tribal leader rushed forward first. Although he was only six years old, he was not slow as an alien.
Xing Jiejun stares at him with fierce eyes, and stretches out his clenched right hand without fear. As a result, the necklace that was almost grasped by the shock falls out.
The right hand instinctively shrank back after being hit hard, and kept trembling.
Then another blow hit him in the face. Xing Jiejun was directly knocked to the ground. His face was swollen again, and the stopped blood flowed out again.
"If you have the ability, kill me"!
Xing Jiejun wiped the blood from his mouth and roared. The whole body broke out a strong momentum, but the heart was trembling.
He... is afraid of death.
His right hand was stained with a lot of blood.
"Hehe, kill you? Do you think I don't know the family rules? We can only play if we let you live". The leader's son laughed contemptuously.
Xing Jiejun clenched his teeth in hatred, and rushed forward regardless of everything!
Then there was a beating and kicking, and he was pressed to the ground and rubbed violently.
After a while, the two of them put Xing Jiejun up with one arm.
Although several people are of the same age, Xing Jiejun is the lowest in terms of power and height.
The son of the tribal leader punched Xing Jiejun violently in the stomach, and he felt a sudden tumult in his stomach, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.
The son of the tribal leader searched him, and his two clenched hands were forcibly broken.
Xing Jiejun endured the humiliation of being bullied, and was naturally weaker than them. He could not help struggling.
Xing Jiejun tried to assassinate them more than once, but failed.
The moment his right hand was broken, he was desperate.
However, the necklace in your hand disappeared?
Mingming has always been tightly held by himself. When did he disappear? He didn't feel at all!
"Cut, there is nothing! I thought there was something terrible, silly hat"!
The son of the tribal leader said disdainfully that the two men immediately threw Xing Jiejun on the ground and looked at him with disgust.
"Maybe the unlucky guy hasn't been found yet. Let's look around here.".
With these words, they went inside.
Xing Jiejun lay motionless on the ground. Every time he moved, the pain in that part would make him shiver.
Although he didn't know what the necklace was for, he didn't like it and would never allow others to take his things away at will.
What's more, the necklace is the same whether you hand it in or not. If you meet them, you will be beaten.
They looked for a while and then left, kicking Xing Jiejun before they left.
When they were completely invisible, Xing Jiejun finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After a long time, he slowly got up, sat on the ground and looked at his right hand.
There was nothing. The necklace disappeared for no reason.
Xia Ya people are naturally strong, and their recovery ability is not bad.
Xing Jiejun stood up with some difficulty, and looked for it in the dark gray area, but he didn't find anything.
Then he began to cross his knees and meditate, running the little power in his body to speed up his recovery.
In the evening, Xing Jiejun limped back to his home in the tribe with a dead wolf in his hand.
Fortunately, this is just an ordinary wolf. If it is a foreign animal, Xing Jiejun will probably become the one to be eaten.
Xing Jiejun almost catches meat every day by himself, so he is experienced in this aspect.
He knew where ordinary beasts would come and go, but sometimes he was unlucky and would encounter the same beasts when hunting wild animals.
This situation also happened many times, but each time he fled back to the tribe in a near death environment.
Xing Jiejun looked up at the gray sky and wanted to shout out loud!
I'm too hard!
But he didn't. He just looked at the sky. He seemed to have no strength to shout.
"Is life always so gloomy? Or is it just like childhood?"?
