Chapter 137

"Ah, you say that our ancient family, which has a thousand years of history, is proud of each other for generations. How can this generation of lineage produce a waste?"

"Who knows? Is our noble young master Gu Hao already 18 years old this year? "

"Yes, according to the family regulations, if you can't become a martial arts official at the age of 20, you'll be expelled from your family and become a vassal of your side from now on."

"Tut Tut, what a pity."

"Ah, even if the patriarch is his uncle? Waste is a waste after all

“……”

A young man in black was blocked on the road by a group of his peers in a solemn and unsophisticated mansion.

These words of ridicule and punishment come from the mouths of these young girls.

"I'm going to practice. Please get out of my way." The boy in black, Gu Hao, said coldly.

"Cultivation? What did you hear master Gu Hao say? He said he wanted to practice, ha ha... "

"Ha ha ha ha..." A group of people burst into laughter.

The first girl in an orange dress said with exaggeration: "we young master Gu Hao, we practice hard every day. Up to now, we are not even martial servants!"

Another young man said, "I'm afraid it's our eldest young master. I think sitting there and sleeping is just practicing..."

The young man in black held his fist tightly in his sleeve, which caused the blue veins to pop out.

He took a deep breath and looked at the crowd:

"what if I was just a martial servant? I still have two years to live in, young master! "

"If you can't wait to step on me, you can't wait until two years later?"

Two years later, Gu Hao turned 20 and became an adult.

According to the rules of the ancient family, if you can't break through the martial servant and become a real warrior, you will be expelled from the family and become a subordinate of low status!

A group of young masters did not expect that he would speak like this, and they were stunned for a moment.

Gu Hao looked at them coldly and left without looking back.

……

Outside the ancient city, in a dense forest.

The fist smashed on the tree and the leaves fell down.

"Why!"

In the face of being ridiculed by others, he still looks grim and roars:

"I work harder than all others, and I work harder than all my practices! Why? Why does God want to play with me like that! "

In this land of martial god, everyone can practice martial arts and respect it.

A special kind of energy will be produced in the body of those who have achieved success in practicing martial arts, which is called spiritual power.

Lingli is graded by color: red orange yellow green blue purple.

Red is the weakest and purple is the supreme.

Corresponding to this, there are seven levels of martial arts: Wu Shi, Wu Zhe, Wu Shi, Wu Wang, Wu Zong, Wu Zun, Wu Sheng.

Even a person with low talent can become a martial servant as long as he practices hard. He is several times more powerful than ordinary people.

However, Wu Shi is not a real practitioner of martial arts.

If you want to be a real practitioner of martial arts, you are a threshold.

The title of martial servant can be obtained by hard training, but not by martial arts.

Talent and hard work are indispensable.

As a thousand year old clan, the Gu clan is also the first-class big family in this ancient city. In the family, the blood of those who have martial arts almost never appeared, and those who have not yet reached the level of martial arts in their adulthood.

Especially this person, or his own family!

What a shame to say!

"Because they are blind!" A hoarse female voice sounded in his ear.

Gu Hao was surprised: "who?"