The Great Han Dynasty, Yanjing City.

The Song Palace is located seven kilometers north of Yanjing City. Not far behind the palace is the Yanshan Mountains. A huge mansion with a area of ​​1,000 acres. The mansion is carved and jade-studded, and the lakes and mountains are reflected in each other, like a paradise.

Even in Yanjing City, the Song Palace is a very luxurious mansion.

In late spring and early summer, the Yanshan Mountains were lush and the entire Song Palace was hidden in dark green.

At noon, the sun also became poisonous.

In the Yanshan forest not far from the Song Palace, a fifteen-year-old boy was wearing loose shorts and short sleeves, with a belt around his waist, running upwards along a 60-degree mountain slope. Although the boy had a pretty face, his eyebrows and eyes revealed a sense of perseverance.

“Hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…”

The heavy breathing sound came from the boy's mouth and nose. Under the fierce sun, sweat had already soaked his clothes.

"Persist" "Persist" "Persist" "Persist"

Although the boy's body had reached its limit, he did not give up. His whole body was arched, his hands were clenched into fists, and continued running towards the hillside. Looking closely, there was a heavy square black iron block tied to each of the boy's legs. Judging from the size of the iron block, it weighed at least forty kilograms.

"Crash"

Just as the boy was about to reach the top of the mountain, a stone under his feet suddenly loosened and slipped out of the soil.

The boy was caught off guard and slid to the ground, then his body rolled down the hillside.

"Hey!"

The boy shouted loudly and grabbed his hands into the stone and soil, which stopped his slid body.

The clothes on his body were torn into strips of cloth by rocks, revealing his thin but extremely well-proportioned muscles. At this moment, blood marks appeared on the dark skin, which was very dazzling.

"Why! Why did I practice hard for eight years, but I couldn't even open the most basic Dantian acupoint!"

"Why!"

"I'm not willing!"

The boy shouted, and his hands hit the ground with a sudden hammer. A angular stone on the ground pierced the boy's right hand, and blood flowed, but the boy seemed to not feel it. He just gasped and shouted unwillingly in his heart.

The young man was named Song Jian, who was the son of Song Zhengchun, the prince of the Song Palace. To be precise, he was the youngest of the seven sons, a concubine.

As a child of the Song Prince's Mansion, even though he is a concubine's son, Song Jian should have a certain status and should be a noble young man in Yanjing City.

But Song Jian was not so lucky. His mother died of dying from birth. Song Zhengchun missed his deceased concubine. Every time he saw Song Jian, he would subconsciously think that it was Song Jian's arrival and took away his concubine, so he basically had no eyes and no pain for Song Jian.

In addition, six years ago, Song Jian was tested for inferior qualifications and was not suitable for practicing martial arts. Since then, Song Zhengchun ignored him even more.

"Qualification is inferior, even if I am inferior, I have to work hard. I will definitely become a warrior and a warrior!"

Song Jian clenched his fists again and beat the ground, and blood had penetrated into the soil.

"Hmph, ruthless silly father, do you think you don't see me and give me twice as much monthly monthly money as other brothers every month, so I can live a good life? Do you know that the aunt always secretly excludes me, or do you know that the brothers always bully me to curry favor with the aunt!"

"It's because I'm a motherless child! It's because of your longing for my mother that the aunt is jealous!"

Song Jian gasped heavily. He did not hate his father. After all, among all his sons, he had the most monthly money. Although his yard was remote, it was the best. Although his maid was few, he was the gentlest and most beautiful!

However, it is precisely because of this preferential treatment that he became the thorn in the eyes of Wang Shuping, the wife of the Song family, and the target of mocking and bullying by his brothers.

"It's fine if I'm bullied, but even my maid is excluded! Why? It's because I'm Song Jian! I'm a waste who can't even become a warrior!"

"Although I'm bullied, there are still a few people in the mansion who treat me well. My cousin Xia You are beautiful and talented. In the Song Mansion, although she is not surnamed Song, even the aunt dares not provoke her. Why? Because she is the same age as me, she is already a mid-level warrior in the True Qi Realm! In time, she will become a shining actress in the Han Dynasty!"

"But now, my cousin is going to study in the Shengtian Martial Arts Academy, but I can only stay here. Am I destined to be unable to accompany her?"

Song Jian's heart hurts so much. He has always had a deep crush on his beautiful cousin, but now he is about to separate.

Shengtian Martial Arts Academy is the first Martial Arts Academy of the Han Dynasty. The Martial Arts Academy has closed management and only recruits students under the age of sixteen.

The recruitment threshold for the Shengtian Martial Arts Academy is very high. Only by becoming a warrior above the peak of the Yuanqi Realm before the age of sixteen can one enter the Martial Arts Academy to study. But at the same time, 80% of the famous generals and strong people in the Han Dynasty all come from the Shengtian Martial Arts Academy!

The realm of warriors is divided into the realm of Yuanqi, True Qi, Void Realm, Divine Power Realm, Nirvana Realm. Each realm has the first level, middle level, high level, and peak level.

The vital energy realm warriors can tempt their bodies by tempting their bodies by urging their true energy. The true energy realm warriors can release their true energy from outside and hurt people from outside. The void realm strong people can walk in the air and do almost everything.

But now, Song Jian has not even opened the most basic Dantian acupoint, which means that he is not a warrior at all!

"My cousin and Song Zheng both entered the Shengtian Martial Arts Academy this year, but I don't have the chance to be by her side!"

"I am already fifteen years old this year. If... if... I can become a warrior at the peak of the Yuanqi Realm within one year, I will still have the opportunity to enter the Shengtian Martial Arts Academy! At that time, I will be able to see my cousin again and be with him again!"

Song Jian stood up again and gasped for several times.

"In a year, I must succeed at the peak of the Yuanqi Realm!"

Song Jian bent down and ran towards the top of the hillside again.

"The skill I practiced is called the Seven Rings Art. It is a skill that is both internal and external. Although it can only be considered an intermediate skill, it is the most suitable for me, because it can achieve the effect of impacting the acupoints by practicing hard in the body. Since I have poor qualifications, I will use endless sweat to pave the way of warriors!"

Song Jian shook his head, and his sweat dripping was thrown off by him like rain. At the same time, a trace of true energy was flowing in the dantian in the lower abdomen. The true energy was constantly impacting the acupuncture points in his dantian. But for some reason, the acupuncture points of the dantian were extremely blocked, and it was almost impossible to rush them away!

A warrior is the process of constantly opening up his own acupoints, absorbing the vital energy of heaven and earth, and sensing the rules of martial arts. This first step, breaking through the Dantian acupoint, is the watershed for becoming a warrior!

The human body has millions of acupuncture points. Some people are naturally light and flexible and easy to open, and their cultivation talent is good, while most people have blocked acupuncture points and are obstructed and must put in more effort to become warriors!

However, Song Jian’s Dantian hole was blocked particularly seriously, as if it was poisoned!

"call……"

Song Jian took a big breath and fell to the top of the mountain. Today's training program was finally completed, but the Dantian acupoint was still not opened.

"Oh, isn't this the Seventh Master? What's wrong, the Seventh Master, why are you lying on the ground like a dog? Hahahaha!"

A smug sneered from the mountains and forests, and then four people walked out of the mountains and forests, one of whom was carrying two pheasants in his hand.

Song Jian ranked seventh among all his brothers, but it is obvious that the title of "Seventh Young Master" is full of mockery.

Song Jian looked up and looked at the person. It was Song Zheng, the sixth among the children of the Prince Song's Mansion, and he was also the elder brother who would enter the Shengtian Martial Arts Academy with his cousin Xia You this year.

Song Zheng is sixteen years old this year. Relying on a precious level-breaking pill, he finally became a peak warrior in the Yuanqi realm before he was sixteen years old, just enough to enter the Shengtian Martial Arts Academy.

Three servants from the Song Palace followed Song Zheng. These three were all small leaders among the servants of the Song Palace. They had some power in their hands and loved to follow Song Zheng to bully Song Jian the most.

"I guess Young Master Qi must have found a piece of shit in front of him, so he was lying there." The servant who was holding a pheasant in his hand laughed. His name was Zhang Wenshan. Although he was just a servant, he had already opened the Dantian point and was a warrior at the early stage of the Yuanqi realm.

Song Jian ignored Song Zheng and the others. He slowly got up, then turned to walk down the mountain. He had become accustomed to this insult.

"Oh, what's wrong? Master Qi, are you angry? Haha, oh, by the way, Master Qi, I'm going to Shengtian Martial Arts Academy tomorrow. Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Xia You's cousin. She and I are in the same department. My mother is opening up a relationship for me and trying to divide us into one class, one group, and even one dormitory! Hahahaha."

Song Zheng stood on the top of the mountain and laughed proudly. His mother was Wang Shuping, the mistress of the Song Palace. Wang Shuping of course hoped that his son could be a pair with Xia You. After all, although Xia You's mother was dead and her father disappeared, she was just a little girl without any background power, but her talent was rare and her future achievements would definitely be very high.

Song Jian's heart aches. He clenched his fists and swears in his heart: "One year, one year later, I will definitely stand in the Shengtian Martial Arts Academy, stand in front of my cousin, and tell her that I have always liked her!"

Seeing that his words did not hurt Song Jian, Song Zheng bent down, picked up a stone, and threw it towards Song Jian with a "swoosh".

With a "bang", Song Jian was hit on the ground by the stone, and his body rolled down the hillside with a gurgling sound.

"Get out of here, you trash!" Song Zheng grinned, "You are just a broom star that will kill your mother, a trash that can't even become a warrior! Why do you get the special care of your father, and why are you so close to your cousin? Also, let me tell you that in three months, Wang Qingshan will win your maid Caier as a concubine. My mother has agreed, so you just wait for the wedding bar!"

Song Jian's body was getting faster and faster. When he heard Song Zheng's last words in his ears, his heart was filled with blood. Is even Cai'er leaving me? Can't I even protect my own maid?

No! I am unwilling to give up! I will never be a waste! I want to become stronger! I want to protect my dignity, my cousin, my maid, everything I love!
Chapter completed!