Fantasy: I’m really not an unparalleled expert

(1) Lonely boy

In a mountain valley, under the scorching sun, a group of thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys were practicing boxing vigorously!

"You need to have enough energy, your steps need to be steady, your elbows need to be strong, and your punches need to be accurate!"

In front of the square formation formed by the teenagers, a middle-aged man wearing wolf skin clothes was pointing loudly and said:

"You are the blood guards who protect the tribe! If your cultivation is insufficient and your combat power is not strong, not only you will die, but your parents, your wives and children will also die!"

"This set of Demonic Ox Fist is the best way to strengthen your muscles and bones. You must study hard and practice hard, and there is no room for slacking off!"

The middle-aged man's eyes swept over each boy. Those boys were already dripping with sweat, but at this moment they were gritting their teeth and persisting.

Being able to become a tribal blood guard is the greatest pride and honor!

The middle-aged man was slightly satisfied and said:

"Practice ten more times! Based on your foundation, you will need to practice hard for a month to get the initial results of Demon Cow Fist!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and looked at a group of children not far away who were watching, and shouted:

"This is not the place you should be, get out!"

The middle-aged man had experienced hundreds of battles and was extremely majestic. As soon as this voice came out, most of the children dispersed.

However, one of them still stood in place.

He looked about twelve or thirteen years old. His body was frail and skinny. He couldn't even wear an animal skin suit, so he wore tree bark clothes.

He looked at the middle-aged man and seemed to have used a lot of strength to stay still.

The middle-aged man walked over and said:

"Why don't you leave?"

The young man pointed at the group of children practicing martial arts and said:

"I...I want to learn with them."

The middle-aged man said:

"Practice?"

The young man nodded heavily and said, "Yes!"

The middle-aged man suddenly put his hand on the young man's shoulder.

At this moment, a burst of spiritual power suddenly entered the young man's body from the big man's hand. The young man suddenly showed a look of pain on his face and fell directly to the ground.

His face was covered in sweat, and his thin face became extremely pale.

"You can not."

The middle-aged man just spoke calmly and said:

"You have no spiritual bones and cannot bear the spiritual energy. When the spiritual energy enters your body, it is like a needle pricking you. You will die in less than three days."

"Go back. Being an ordinary person is no more embarrassing than being a Blood Guard. Growing grain for the tribe and fighting to the death for the tribe are equally honorable."

After saying that, the middle-aged man turned around with his hands behind his back and was about to leave.

"Ordinary bones...can't be cultivated?"

However, the young man clenched his fists, looked at the back of the middle-aged man, and said:

"try again!"

"I will definitely not fall down!"

His eyes were filled with determination.

The middle-aged man turned his head, looked at the young man, and said:

"You really want to try?"

The young man nodded vigorously.

"Can you read?"

The middle-aged man asked.

The young man said:

"I know... I studied with grandpa."

There was a look of understanding in the eyes of the middle-aged man. There was only one so-called grandpa in the tribe.

He was a scholar, respected by everyone, and those who lived with him... were all orphans in the tribe.

"This mental method can guide Qi into the body, you can try it as you like."

He directly took out a piece of animal skin, handed it to the young man, then turned and left, never looking at the young man again.

He has seen many unwilling people, but without roots, they can only be ordinary!

That mental method is not a secret in the wilderness, it is the most basic method of introducing Qi into the body.

However, even if it is the most basic and simple, ordinary people would not dare to try it at all.

For those who have no bones, it is a kind of torture for spiritual energy to enter the body, and the pain will directly cause them to faint.

He was not going to convince a stubborn young man with his words.

He likes to use facts.

The young man held the animal skin in his hand, his eyes showing an unprecedented determination.

…

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

The middle-aged man is still training these future "blood guards"!

His progress is getting faster and faster.

"Quick, quick, quick! Your progress is too slow. When the Blood Crow Department comes, you won't be able to fight at all. You need to be stronger!"

These teenagers have been trained by him so much that they have almost no time to rest.

During this period, the leader of the tribe came to inspect once. At that time, the tribal leader's face was full of worry.

A war seems to have quietly arrived.

However, the number of blood guards who can fight for the tribe is limited!

"Too weak... If it doesn't work, give them bone-breaking grass!"

Another middle-aged man wearing leather armor stayed behind. He carried a huge sword on his back and had a centipede-like scar on his neck. He spoke calmly.

The middle-aged man in charge of training the blood guards suddenly looked at him and said:

"Broken Bone Grass... can temper their bones, allowing them to advance from the Blood Training Realm to the Bone Tempering Realm. However, the mortality rate is too high. Even if they are lucky enough to survive, their future will be ruined!"

Training blood, tempering bones, unblocking meridians, internal fire, and heavenly spirit!

This is the realm of cultivation. Even the leader of the tribe is only a strong person in the Tongmai realm, while the masters in the inner fire stage are all the overlords of one party!

In the realm of heavenly spirit, he is the king in the entire wilderness!

And these future blood guards are all just in the blood training realm.

The Bone Tempering Realm is considered the backbone of combat power. If these young men go to the battlefield... they will die very quickly!

If you want to quickly improve their strength, you can only use bone-tempering grass to temper their bones in a short time.

However, the side effects are very obvious, and the mortality rate is extremely high. Moreover, bones tempered with bone-tempering grass no longer have the potential to evolve in the future, and can only stop here in their lifetime.

"If they can't go to the battlefield...the entire tribe may have no future."

The middle-aged man in leather armor just sighed.

The middle-aged man was silent.

Silent.

Suddenly, he sensed something and suddenly turned his head.

Under the setting sun, he saw a young man. The young man was weak, but he was very steady as he walked step by step. His figure was stretched very long by the sunset.

"You still haven't given up..."

The middle-aged man spoke, but before he finished speaking, he had already noticed something and said in shock:

"Bone Tempering Realm?!"

When he looked at this young man, his pupils shrank!

A month ago, this young man was not even a blood practitioner, but a month later, he became a bone-tempering level expert?

How can this be……

A fantasy!

"Tempering bones...?"

The young man was a little confused, but his confused expression flashed away. He gritted his teeth, looked at the middle-aged man, and said:

"Please try again!"

He straightened his body and said:

"This time, I will definitely not fall again!"

The middle-aged man walked up to him, stretched out his hand and put it on his shoulder.

However, the young man never felt the severe pain.

He raised his eyes and looked at the big man suspiciously.

"May I have your name?"

The middle-aged man also looked at him, and there seemed to be a different look in his eyes.

The young man said:

"Grandpa calls me...the lonely one."

The middle-aged man was a little confused, he was a little confused, what kind of name is this...

However, he didn't care much and said:

"Did you use Broken Bone Grass?"

The lonely man nodded and said:

"I...does this count as cheating?"

There was some concern on his face.

However, the middle-aged man suddenly smiled and said:

"Calculate."

The lonely boy's face became tense.

"But you are the only one in the entire tribe who can do this kind of evil, so I allow you... to become a Blood Guard!"

The middle-aged man spoke.

Hearing this, excitement suddenly appeared on the young man's face!

"Join the ranks and practice the Demon Ox Fist with them."

The middle-aged man patted his shoulder.

The young man immediately ran into the blood guard's team.

His figure is like a gust of wind.

…

"Broken Bone Grass... actually made a person with ordinary bones reach the bone-tempering level..."

Next to the middle-aged man, a man wearing leather armor and carrying a knife had a look of surprise on his face.

This kind of experiment has not been done before.

However, ordinary people would die after taking Broken Bone Grass.

Even for people who have reached the realm of blood training, if they take it, their survival rate is only one-fifth!

This young man named Lonely... is simply a miracle.

"Go find Grandpa, I'm curious...how on earth this was done."

The middle-aged man spoke and said, "If it's possible... maybe our tribe can be saved!"

If others can do the same, then more warriors will be born in the tribe!

…

Soon, they arrived in front of a stone house.

An old man was making medicine.

He has a stooped figure and gray beard and hair.

"War Stone, Crazy Sword, I've met Grandpa."

The middle-aged man and the middle-aged man with the knife spoke.

The old man raised his eyes, looked at the war stone and the crazy sword, and was confused for a moment, but then he sighed and said:

"Come for the lonely one?"

The middle-aged Han warrior nodded and said:

"One month...it only took one month for his bones to reach the bone-tempering level and be able to carry spiritual energy!"

The old man said:

"Yeah...a month, a month is so long."

He suddenly turned around and led the two of them into a dark secret room.

In the secret room, there were many bottles and jars with bloody runes carved on them.

As if sensing a stranger coming in, the bottles and jars shook violently, as if a beast was behind them, or a resentful ghost was howling.

Even though the battle stone and the crazy sword have been in battle for a long time, they still can't help but shudder at this moment.

In front of the dark secret room, two logs were tied into a cross, with a bloody rope attached to the cross.

"I know why you came."

The old man spoke slowly, pointed to the cross in front of him and said:

"He was tied here for a month, and every hour he would take a piece of Broken Bone Grass."

Hearing this, both War Stone and Crazy Sword's expressions changed drastically!

Every hour, take a piece of bone-breaking grass?

This... is too amazing.

Even if you are in the blood training realm, you can only take one strain at most in your lifetime!

And how much should that boy eat in this month?

Nearly a thousand plants!

"How...how did he survive?"

Zhan Shi spoke in a daze.

The old man pointed to the bottles and jars next to him and said:

"These powerful souls can die on your behalf."

Zhan Shi glanced at the bottles and jars around him and was even more frightened.

It is a kind of evil magic that allows powerful souls to enter oneself. If one can subdue those ghosts, it is equivalent to having a second life.

But the price is very high... Once the powerful soul enters the body of an ordinary person, the original soul will be eaten.

It's like being snatched away.

Even if they survive, they often go crazy.

No one in the entire tribe dared to try it.

"He let the evil spirits enter his body, and then he swallowed those evil spirits and died in his place."

The old man showed a complicated smile and said:

"He successfully tempered his bones and swallowed seven hundred and eighty-one ghosts alive!"

At this moment, the whole room was as cold as death.

Zhan Shi and Kuang Dao were both stunned.

"He... wasn't taken away?"

Crazy Knife murmured.

The old man shook his head and said:

"No... His will is stronger than anyone I have ever seen, and his soul... makes even ghosts afraid."

"He is an orphan, the loneliest child I have ever seen, so he is called the Orphan."

Lonely.

Zhan Shi felt an unprecedented palpitation and said:

"Where...is he from?"

The old man said:

"There is nothing special about a child picked up by the roadside. There is no need to be afraid or suspicious. He is twelve years old and the soul in his body is only twelve years old. It is not an evil spirit inhabiting his body."

His voice sounded like he was talking in his sleep, and he said:

"I don't know what he went through before he was on the side of the road... He was six years old at the time."

Six years old.

…

(2) Never go crazy again

The solitary man began to practice the magic cow boxing.

After returning to the training ground, Zhan Shi began to pay special attention to the solitary person.

This young man left such a deep impression on him.

"Um?"

He suddenly discovered something, walked to the lonely man, and said:

"Why is my body so bloated? Did I practice wrongly?"

The weak body of the solitary man actually became extremely strong at this moment, even a little fat.

It's a lot like practicing Qigong and going crazy.

However, when he tore open the solitary man's bark clothes and saw the scene under the clothes, he couldn't help but be stunned.

The lonely man's thin arms, waist, back, legs... were all tied with hemp ropes and covered with stones.

He's putting weight on himself.

Zhan Shi suddenly slapped the stone, and all the stones on the young man's body were scattered on the ground.

"follow me."

He spoke and turned around.

The lonely man followed in silence.

Under the waterfall.

A huge waterfall crashes down from the cliff on the top of the mountain.

"Do you know how I became the second master of the tribe?"

Zhan Shi opened his mouth, pointed to the waterfall in front, and said:

"Practice boxing in the waterfall, your boxing is far better than usual!"

"But it's hard."

The young man had already walked over.

His figure disappeared into the waterfall.

Then he was quickly hit by the waterfall and fell into the pool.

he continued.

…

The external situation of the tribe is becoming more and more urgent.

The tribe where the solitary man belongs is called Yunheng tribe, and there are three tribes around it, the Blood Crow tribe, the Iron Tree tribe, and the Fire Grass tribe.

However, the Iron Tree Tribe and the Fire Grass Tribe had been conquered by the Blood Crow Tribe in just one month.

Messengers sent out every day returned with all kinds of news.

In the meeting hall of Yun Heng's tribe, the leaders were quarreling.

"We must not surrender to the Blood Crow Tribe... That old crow in the Blood Crow Tribe specializes in devouring children and virgins. By then, our entire tribe will be reduced to blood food in their captivity, no different from livestock!"

"The Iron Tree tribe did not surrender...but everyone died and the entire tribe turned into a scorched earth."

"The Blood Crow of the Blood Crow Tribe belongs to the Ancient Clan... We have no choice. Since the Ancient Clan has focused its attention on our barren land, not only us, but everyone... can only surrender."

Some are indignant, some are fearful.

In this era, the human race is too weak.

Those who dominate the world are those ancient races that are older than the human race.

They possess powerful supernatural powers and terrifying bloodlines.

Now, the arrival of an ancient blood crow... is enough to cleanse the entire wilderness with blood.

The tribal leader was silent for a long time, then looked at Grandpa and said:

"Grandpa, is there a way to kill that blood crow?"

Grandpa is the most knowledgeable person in the tribe. He has been out of the wilderness and even to prosperous countries.

Grandpa shook his head and said:

"That blood crow is at least at the Tongmai level, and it may even be internal fire... it can't be killed."

Everyone also fell silent.

They all looked towards the tribal leader.

Waiting for a decision.

The tribal leader finally stood up, and after a long time, he said:

"Crazy Blade, you are responsible for selecting some children and taking them away overnight——"

"The remaining people... fight to the death!"

The calm face of the tribal leader showed an unprecedented determination!

…

That night.

Under the moonlight, the waterfall is extremely conspicuous at night, and the sound of the water is deafening.

Grandpa and Zhan Shi walked to the waterfall.

Looking at the young man who was concentrating on practicing boxing in the waterfall, Grandpa suddenly spoke and said:

"His energy and blood were at full strength ten days ago, and his bones were indestructible..."

"Why didn't you give him the secret to unblocking his meridians?"

The young man in the waterfall has extremely strong blood and has reached its peak, and his bones have become indestructible. The next step is to unblock the meridians!

"Grandpa, you know, he has no future."

Zhan Shi shook his head and said:

"Using bone-breaking grass to reach the bone-tempering realm will only stop here in life. It is useless to give him the technique to open the meridians."

Grandpa said coldly:

"Before this, didn't you also think that it was impossible for an ordinary person to practice cultivation?"

"But, he did it."

Zhan Shi was silent.

Grandpa was also thinking. Suddenly, he said:

"Are you afraid?"

Zhan Shi did not hide it, nodded and said:

"I do have a fear of him."

Grandpa was confused:

"fear?"

Zhan Shi nodded and said:

"His eyes were too determined, as determined as a lone wolf I once killed."

"I killed all the beasts. At that time, all the wolves were so frightened by my blood that they dared not move, but that lone wolf kept charging..."

"Because that lone wolf has deep hatred and tremendous anger. Only hatred and anger can make a wolf indestructible."

"So are people."

Grandpa said:

"Being born here and being invincible is the greatest luck, isn't it?"

Zhan Shi shook his head and said:

"Because hatred and anger are invincible, they will bring disaster to this world."

"Only the strength gained through protecting... will make this world a better place."

"Our tribe's method of unblocking the meridians... was learned from the bloodthirsty apes. If you are not careful, if you fail to unblock the meridians, you will go crazy..."

"Full of hatred and anger, coupled with bloodthirsty skills..."

Zhan Shi said with certainty:

"He's going to go crazy."

Grandpa said:

"But this is the only option. The Tieshu tribe's meridion-opening method is safe, but the Tieshu tribe has been destroyed, and it is even more impossible to obtain the technique..."

"And how do you know that hatred and anger will definitely drive him crazy?"

Zhan Shi said:

"It's meaningless to say all this. I've already told Kuangdao... to take him away. He is very talented. As long as he doesn't die, he will eventually shine."

He stepped forward and called the young man.

The lone man emerged from the waterfall, his movements steady and powerful.

However, in just a short period of time, the young man's power... was almost as strong as Zhan Shi's.

"Grandpa, Uncle Zhan, why are you here?"

The solitary man asked doubtfully.

Zhan Shi said:

"Kid, you have to leave."

"Come with me, Uncle Crazy Knife is waiting for you."

The lonely man raised his eyebrows and said:

"Where to go? Why did you leave?"

Zhan Shi did not say it clearly, but said:

"Task."

The lonely man was silent for a moment, and suddenly turned back towards the waterfall.

"I'm not leaving."

The solitary man's voice was calm and firm, and his words contained a persistence beyond that of a twelve-year-old boy:

"I already have power, I will not run away...I will fight...side by side with you!"

He jumped into the waterfall and smashed his fists against the waterfall wildly, as if he was going backwards towards destiny. His roars and shouts echoed in the mountains:

"I don't want to watch anyone die anymore, I don't want to be a coward anymore... I want to fight!!!"

Under the moonlight, Zhan Shi suddenly trembled. He suddenly discovered that under the moonlight, in the waterfall, there seemed to be a phantom reflected around the young man, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood piling up!

The kind of blood and cruelty made even him, who had been killed for a long time, feel frightened.

"What is his origin?"

Zhan Shi asked again.

Grandpa said:

"A boy."

"Just a lonely boy."

A desolate smile appeared on his old face and he said:

"Give him the technique."

"If he was going to be crazy, he would have already gone crazy...but his soul was just filled with loneliness. Do you know what this means?"

"It means that nothing in this world can make him lose his mind."

"He knows what he wants better than anyone, and he knows that no one can help him along the way."

"He was ready to go alone."

"He is alone."

Zhan Shi murmured subconsciously:

"...This is too heavy."

But he still took out the exercise book.

A technique that will drive people crazy.

…

The side story of The Quiet One will probably be a little long, so I'll finish it in two or three days.

Good night.