BTTH: Emperor Yan, please exercise restraint, you are really a simple brother.

"Strength of fighting, third level!"

Looking at the five big characters on the test stone tablet that flashed a bit dazzlingly, the young man's face was expressionless and his eyes were self-deprecating. 6̳̳

He kept clenching his hands so hard that his slightly sharp nails dug into his palms, as if he didn't even notice.

How can the physical pain compare to the hurt in the heart! ?

"Xiao Yan, fighting power, third level!"

"Level: Low!"

Next to the test stone tablet, the middle-aged man in charge of registration read out the information meticulously, with regret in his voice.

His eyes swept across the young man's depressed face, and he said in relief: "Third Young Master, there is still one year until the coming-of-age ceremony, so you still have a chance."

Xiao Yan nodded numbly, turned around and walked towards the audience.

At this time, sighs full of regret and sympathy continued to come from all around.

"There is still no change. I really don't know what kind of strange disease Master Xiao Yan has."

"Perhaps some plague-stricken god saw that Master Xiao Yan was so talented and cast a curse?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Master Zhang Yuan has always maintained his talent. This must be some kind of strange disease. After all, even the second-grade alchemist invited by Master Zhang Yuan can't tell the difference."

"Heaven is jealous of our Xiao family. We have two prides at the same time. In a few decades, our Xiao family will definitely return to the imperial capital and even reach unprecedented heights."

"Maybe Master Zhang Yuan can find a way to help Master Xiao Yan?"

"I hope so. Master Xiao Yan has used up a lot of family resources over the years. If it weren't for him being the patriarch, well, just pretend I didn't say it."

These remarks reached the young man's ears, making him feel like he was carrying a mountain on his back, and it became heavier and heavier.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at the faces of those around him, because he knew very well that his father, the patriarch, had illegally used a lot of resources for him.

If his talent is still the same, no one in the family will say anything, because when he rises, the benefits will be higher. This is one of the systems passed down by the family.

But when everything is used to fill a bottomless pit of waste, it’s a joke.

"That's all, I'd better tell my father not to give me any more resources."

"It's not impossible to live an ordinary life."

The young man was thinking bitterly when he noticed a pair of exquisite shoes appeared in front of him.

Although you can only see a little of the instep, you can still tell that these are beautiful feet.

But the young man didn't look much, but raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him.

Wearing a purple dress, she looks like an orchid in the empty valley. She has a delicate face that is slightly childish, and her skin is as fair as jade. It is foreseeable that she will have a charming appearance in the future.

Seeing this girl, the boy seemed to remember something, subconsciously took a step back and swallowed his saliva.

The girl showed a faint smile and said: "Cousin Xiao Yan, brother Zhang Yuan once said that only by enduring hardship can one become a master."

"He believes that you will become dazzling again. Xun'er hopes that you will not let him down."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan's heart twitched hard, and a warmth surged throughout his body.

He knew that the girl didn't like him because of a childhood misunderstanding.

The reason why he was comforted at this moment must be because of his cousin Zhang Yuan who had always been loyal to him even after he became a waste.

"Don't worry, I won't let my cousin down!"

Xiao Yan nodded to the girl, turned around and headed towards the back mountain, intending to continue working hard.

Behind him, the girl calmed down her expression, moved her lotus steps slightly, and came to the test stone tablet. Her purple sleeves trimmed with black gold threads slipped down, and her delicate white hands were placed on her.

As she input her fighting spirit, the black stone tablet bloomed with a dazzling light after silence.

Fighter: One star!

The four shining golden characters made the entire martial arts training ground instantly quiet.

Immediately afterwards, countless gasps of air appeared, making many people's expressions look funny.

"Miss Xun'er, a one-star fighter!"

The examiner exclaimed with a trembling voice.

A one-star fighter who is less than fourteen years old, this is the third genius in the Xiao family in a century.

But Xun'er's expression was calm, and she was still a little frustrated: "If I had to adapt to the Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame, I just started practicing a month ago, and it wouldn't be so bad."

"If brother Zhang Yuan finds out, I don't know if he will make fun of me."

"It's only a few days until Ling Ying's new summons."

No one can know the thoughts in the girl's heart, otherwise I don't know how many people would be affected by "Versailles".

Xiao Yan didn't know Xun'er's dazzling performance after he left. At this time, he had reached the top of a cliff in the back mountain, sat cross-legged on a rock, made strange handprints, and began to practice seriously.

His chest rose and fell slightly, forming a perfect cycle between exhalations and inhalations. White airflow condensed and then entered his body along his mouth and nose, flowing to his limbs and bones while converging at his Dantian.

"call!"

This practice lasted for a day, and it was not until the sun set that Xiao Yan opened his eyes again.

He didn't notice that the simple black ring on his finger glowed strangely, and then fell silent.

And the fighting spirit that had just formed in his Dantian was swallowed up by this ring and disappeared without a trace!

"Grass, it's hard to practice but the fighting spirit has disappeared again!"

"God, you're just playing with me!"

Xiao Yan's face was ashen, filled with anger, and his heart was full of desolation.

When a good genius turns into a waste, he must be the worst person to cross the earth.

Although the memory of the past life has been blurred, if you want to be a waste, it is better to live in a peaceful world than in the past life.

"Cousin Zhang Yuan trusts me so much and is still helping me find a cure. I can't be discouraged!"

"I can't let my mother down either."

A handsome face appeared in his mind, and Xiao Yan clenched his fists.

The next moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked in a certain direction and said, "Father, you are here!"

Although Xiao Yan only has the cultivation level of the third level of Dou Qi, his soul power is very strong and he is very sensitive to various power fluctuations.

When he mentioned "mother", he noticed a movement in the forest.

Considering the current time and scene, it could only be that his father is here.

"Yan'er, it's time to have dinner, why are you still here?"

A middle-aged man walked out of the woods. He was wearing luxurious gray clothes. He had the aura of a superior when he walked like a dragon or a tiger. He was the current patriarch of the Xiao family and the father of Xiao Yan, the five-star great fighting master Xiao Zhan!

"Practice hard, and I want to live up to all of your expectations." Xiao Yan said with burning eyes.

"Even so, it's time to eat, so you didn't eat lunch." Xiao Zhan smiled gently, with distress hidden in his eyes. He took out a lunch box and put it on the ground with a wave of his hand.

There are Najies in this world. Different sizes have different spaces and different prices. They can only store dead objects. With Xiao Zhan's identity and strength, he naturally has them.

Xiao Yan was not surprised and sat down on the floor, took out the food from the lunch box, and ate with Xiao Zhan.

During the meal, the two of them were also chatting.

We mainly talk about Xiao Ding, Xiao Li and Zhang Yuan. I wonder how they are doing outside.

It was also discussed that Xiao Yan is now fifteen years old. If he does not have the seventh-level fighting spirit when he reaches adulthood in one year, he will be released from the family.

After this chat, the moon was like a silver plate and the sky was filled with stars.

Xiao Zhan put away the tableware and said, "We've had enough wine and dinner, and it's getting late. Go back and rest. There will be distinguished guests coming to the clan tomorrow, so don't be rude."

"Dignified guest?" Xiao Yan was curious and asked, "Could it be that my cousin is back?"

"I think so too." Xiao Zhan shook his head and pretended to be mysterious: "You will know tomorrow, so be prepared."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan could only suppress his curiosity, return to the room as Xiao Zhan wanted, and have a good night's rest.

He got up early the next day, and after breakfast he went back to his room to practice, but still made no progress.

It was not until lunchtime that a servant came to tell him to go to the family hall, saying that distinguished guests had arrived.

He rushed to the hall and was arranged to sit down in a corner, next to his clan sister Xiao Mei.

"Hello, cousin Xiao Yan." Xiao Mei greeted politely, with an unfazed expression.

She was polite to Xiao Yan just because the person she admired in her heart was extremely protective of her cousin.

"Hello, cousin Xiao Mei." Xiao Yan nodded and then asked, "I wonder who this distinguished guest is?"

"Cousin Xiao Yan, look at that." Xiao Mei pointed at the sleeve of someone's clothes, which had a cloud-colored silver sword.

Xiao Yan immediately recognized the person's identity. He was from the Yunlan Sect of the Jiama Empire.

The Jiama Empire is the empire to which Wutan City belongs, and Wutan City is a relatively remote existence among the dozens of large cities in the Jiama Empire.

The Yunlan Sect is a powerful sect that even the royal family of the Jiama Empire must pay courtesy to, and its leader is a powerful Emperor Fighter.

I didn't expect that such a sect would come to my family.

Xiao Yan was a little surprised.

But he didn't know that this was the beginning of a turning point in his fate.

At the same time, the ground outside Xiao Mansion suddenly shook.

Pedestrians on the street looked in one direction, and then ducked to both sides of the street.

Dozens of dark-skinned horses, more than a foot tall and with horns on their heads, galloped from a distance and stopped in front of the Xiao Mansion in the blink of an eye.

Those on horseback all wear black armor, carry swords at their waists, and carry bows and arrows and halberds on their backs.

The leader is a handsome man with a resolute face, but if you take a closer look, he looks a bit immature. He is obviously young but has experienced the baptism of the battlefield. He has a strong aura that only soldiers can have.

Elegant and iron-blooded, naive and perseverant, as dazzling and domineering as thunder, all the contradictory qualities are perfectly displayed in him.

The man turned over and dismounted, looked at the Xiao Mansion plaque, and showed a smile.

The guard guarding the Xiao family's gate did his duty and stepped forward to ask, "I wonder who the young general is. Does he have a greeting card?"

"A greeting card?" The young soldier chuckled and said, "Xiao Boyuan, what kind of greeting card do I want when I get home?"

Mr. Ben?

Xiao Boyuan carefully looked at the familiar face of the young man, and suddenly became excited for a while.

"You are, you are Master Zhang Yuan!!!"