The most suitable age for martial arts training is twelve or thirteen years old. If you are too young, your body may not be able to bear it. After all, the hardships of training are not something that these little kids can withstand.

Over fourteen, since the body is basically set, it is very difficult to condense the fighting spirit in the body. In the Fighting Continent, these are all well-known things.

Before the age of twelve, there is the stage of Duan Ti practice. Almost all people will let their children practice Duan Ti after they turn ten years old to prepare for martial arts.

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight from the horizon shines on the ground, the grass and trees wake up one after another, competing for the sunlight that shines on the ground. The air is moist and nourishes all things. Deep in the woods, the early birds light up their lights with joy.

The singing voice was chirping, chirping, chirping, and making a lot of noise.

Of course, the birds on the branches may not be the only ones who get up early. Because of his father's words yesterday, Zhou Yiyun stayed up all night, and the thoughts in his heart were still extremely hot today.

So I left the house early and walked deep into the mountains behind Zhou's house.

Due to the unique distribution of spiritual energy in the mainland, places with rich spiritual energy are mostly occupied by gangs and sects, leaving areas with poor spiritual energy for the world to live in. And the spiritual energy spread in a very small area like Luoxia Town is naturally quite thin.

The same thin spiritual energy, as well as environmental factors, have led to the fact that there are no ferocious beasts in this area, so this area can be considered an extremely safe place. There is no need to worry, if ferocious beasts suddenly appear in the forest and choose people.

Due to environmental factors, a tree called the white-spotted tree grows in the woods deep in the mountains behind the Zhou family. This tree is extremely hard, and when struck with a knife or ax it feels like a solid stone, causing even the slightest shock.

The power is indeed an excellent thing for Duan Ti people to practice. And this is where Zhou Yiyun wants to go.

Looking at the thick and thin trees covered with white spots, Zhou Yiyun's face was filled with joy. He took off the cloth bag behind him and put it aside. He picked up the wood chopper and chopped down the white-spotted tree. "Pa"

The blade of the knife fell on the tree trunk with a crisp sound. "Hmm" was heard as a soft hum came out of Zhou Yiyun's mouth. Zhou Yiyun had a look of pain on his face, the hatchet in his hand fell to the ground, and he exerted all his strength with both hands.

Holding them together, they trembled faintly. The chopped white-spotted tree only left a white mark. In just one moment, Zhou Yiyun, who didn't know the severity, tasted the bitter pill. His palms were numb from the shock and his arms were sore.

This morning, Zhou Yiyun faced the white-spotted tree. After sawing, grinding, chopping or chopping, he only made a small opening about half an inch long in the white-spotted tree. But he was lying on his back on the ground with a big mouth.

Breathing for air, my whole body was sweating profusely, and I was sore and weak, like soft mud. After resting, I stood up and looked at the results of the morning, and couldn't help but shake my head and smile bitterly. Ordinary people want to chop down a white-spotted tree as thick as a thigh.

It would take a whole day to do it, not to mention that I was a ten-year-old kid, and all I needed was the segmentation effect obtained from chopping trees. But this was not a reason for me to be lazy, and Zhou Yiyun, who had figured it out, was

He chopped hard.

The sun, the moon, the stars, the stars are passing by, and time is passing by like flying. A year and a half has passed unknowingly during Zhou Yiyun's practice, and nothing special happened during this period. After this year and a half of Duan Ti practice,

Nothing else, but my body bones felt stronger and stronger. On this day, Zhou Yiyun came early to the place where he used to cut firewood. He took off his cloth bag, stretched his lazy muscles, and walked forward.

"Ah" suddenly a sharp and harsh sound came from Zhou Yiyun's mouth.

Zhou Yiyun's eyes were staring straight ahead, and his body was shaking due to excessive fright. Looking forward, he saw a bloody hand suddenly appearing on a flat and smooth stone surface. Because of the angle, he couldn't tell

What exactly is behind the stone?

Zhou Yiyun stood in front of the bloody hand with a face full of fear. I don't know whether it was due to excessive fright or inner nervousness. He just stood there stupidly and made no move. He took a few deep breaths of air and tried to keep himself up and down.

calm down inside.

After several rounds of this, I finally plucked up the courage to shout in the direction of the rocks, "Is there... is there... anyone there? Who is there?" After waiting for a while, no one responded.

"If you don't say anything, I...I'm coming." With the first two sentences, he emboldened himself, and then he slowly walked towards the rocks.

It would be a lie to say that he is not afraid. After all, he has never encountered such a thing since he was a child. Curiosity can often kill people. At this moment, Zhou Yiyun was driven by curiosity and was approaching behind the rocks step by step.

Finally, with a distance of less than ten meters, he got close with his laborious movement. He tightened the woodcutter in his hand and took courage. Forced by curiosity, he stretched his neck and took a sneak peek with half-closed eyes.

Take a look.

I saw an old man in ragged clothes leaning against the stone. He was covered in blood, and his body had been cut several times with sharp weapons. Scarlet blood also flowed out from it, and a thick smell of blood was emanating from it. At this moment,

Zhou Yiyun also looked at the old man carefully, and saw that the old man's snow-like long hair was scattered behind him, with a few blood stains. His slightly thin cheeks were faintly red, and surprisingly, there was no wrinkle on his face.

The two white eyebrows are longer than the cheeks, the eyes are tightly closed, and the white lips look dry. He is half leaning on the stone, and his bloody right hand rests on the stone, which is the bloody hand he saw before. His left hand is weak.

It was spread out on the ground, with a dark green ring on its thumb, which seemed to have auspicious aura coming out of it, which further showed how extraordinary this ring was.

Since the old man had not moved, he had probably passed out. With a hint of hope, Zhou Yiyun stepped forward, shook the old man gently, and shouted

"Hey, old man, wake up, wake up." Perhaps he was hoping in his heart that the old man would not die like this.

Perhaps he heard Zhou Yiyun's shouting, the old man's face twitched obviously. Just like that, Zhou Yiyun happened to see him, and then he shouted even harder

"Old man, wake up quickly, wake up quickly"

Under Zhou Yiyun's vigorous shouting, not long after, the old man slowly opened his thick eyelids. Suddenly, an angry shout came from the old man's mouth.

"go to hell"

Immediately afterwards, powerful energy burst out from the old man's body, and the energy was so strong that Zhou Yiyun was directly thrown into the air.

There was a "bang" sound, and he hit the white-spotted tree behind him. Then there was another "bang" sound, and he fell to the ground. Zhou Yiyun, who suffered such a heavy blow, didn't even hum, and lay on the ground without moving.
Chapter completed!