Chapter 1

"Zi Nuo, the sun is drying his ass, but don't get up soon..." a young woman, beautiful and graceful, pushed open the door of a room with luxurious decoration, walked in, gently patted the ass of the little boy sleeping in bed and said dotingly.

"En... Mother." the little boy sat up bleary eyed when he heard the speech, rubbed his eyes with his pink hands, and cried, "mother, the child just had that strange dream again. The brother and sister in the dream are so poor, and the hateful uncle is too cruel."

"Ha ha..." the young woman was a little stunned and wondered why her son often had such a strange dream, but Xuan even smiled and touched his little head and gently comforted, "ZiNuo is good. It's just a dream. We have thoughts every day and dreams at night. It must be our little ZiNuo who wants to learn martial arts, so he often has the dream of fighting."

"Oh, really?" ZiNuo pursed his lips as if thinking, which was very pitiful.

"Of course, get up quickly. Don't forget that today is the day of the martial arts talent test. It's only once a year. You're eight years old and just qualified for the martial arts talent test. It was agreed yesterday. You still sleep so late today. You're really a little lazy. Your father and your big brother are waiting for you outside." The young woman continued as she quickly helped the little boy dress,

"Your eldest brother tested his talent three years ago. He is a blue martial spirit. His innate soul power is level 9. This is incredible for an ordinary family like us. As long as your eldest brother works hard the day after tomorrow, he will be able to stand out in time, and even reach the martial saint's realm. You must work hard, too. I hope you don't have worse talent than your eldest brother."

"Oh, I see." the little boy nodded. He quickly dressed with a little excitement and followed the young woman out of the door. For a child as big as him, as long as he went out to play, he would be happier than anything.

This is the Riwu Empire, one of the two great empires of the sun moon continent. Like the other Empire, the YUEWU Empire, the two empires are extremely belligerent countries. The people value martial arts and despise literature. The major provinces of the two empires have different sizes of martial arts temples. The martial arts temples were jointly founded by the two empires and the gods, and almost spread all over the provinces of the sun moon continent, The main task of the martial arts hall is to excavate and train martial arts talents from the people for the two empires and gods.

At the same time, the two empires have an unwritten rule, that is, all people on the sun moon mainland, as long as they reach the age of eight, will be sent to the local martial arts cultivation hall on March 1 every year to test their martial arts cultivation talents, so as to determine whether they are suitable for martial arts cultivation. Once they are suitable for martial arts cultivation, they will be required to enter the martial arts cultivation school.

Of course, nothing is absolute. There are still many individual forces and sects of all sizes in the two empires. They have a unique inheritance of families or sects and enjoy a unique dictatorship. Some large families and powerful sects can even be self-sufficient and live an isolated life without obeying the divine religion and the two empires.

Just now, the little boy, surnamed Zheng and named ZiNuo, was just eight years old. He was the youngest son of Zheng Changfeng, a level 27 martial arts teacher in Binjiang city of the Japanese Empire. His brother Zheng Zizhou was 11 years old. Three years ago, the martial arts talent test reached level 9 of soul power, which almost shocked the whole Binjiang city at that time.

After a quick breakfast, Zheng Changfeng took his two sons and drove a carriage to the Wuxiu hall, the central location of Binjiang city. As Zheng family lives in a sparsely populated place in the suburb of Binjiang City, it is still a long way from Binjiang city.

Although Zheng Changfeng is a level 27 martial arts teacher, he is also famous in Binjiang city. He is a teacher in the intermediate martial arts hall in Binjiang City, but he is very low-key. It can be seen from his driving for his two sons.

Zheng ZiNuo was still bleary eyed all the way. The excitement he had just come out to play had been completely replaced by sleepiness. Now he was leaning against the inner wall of the carriage shed and playing ha ha.

Zheng Zizhou, sitting opposite, frowned at his brother's laziness, pushed him on the shoulder and taught him in his still immature voice: "Brother, cheer up. When you arrive at the martial arts hall, you will be tested for your martial arts talent. You should know that you are not a child of ordinary people. Your father is a level 27 martial artist and your brother is a level 14 warrior. You will be laughed at by others."

Zheng Zizhou inherited his father's unsmiling and dignified side, while Zheng ZiNuo was more like his mother, with a strong elegant temperament.

Hearing his brother's words, Zheng ZiNuo closed his eyes and rubbed hard to get rid of the constantly invading sleepiness. Then he made a face at Zheng Zizhou and said, "I know. My brother is more wordy than my mother."

Zheng Zizhou smiled bitterly when he heard the speech. He also had no choice for this lovely little brother. He thought for a moment and said, "brother, why don't I tell you about the test of martial arts cultivation talent at this time? I'm sure it's not bad to test your talent right away."