C8

As soon as Morning Tiger returned to his dorm, he snuck into Chao Yang's room and told him what Shuiyue had said.

"Teacher Shuiyue really wants to take you in as her last disciple?" Chao Yang was half-convinced.

"How can that be false? I'll move in with Teacher Shuiyue tomorrow!" Chao Hu was a bit proud.

"Then why did he choose you? He doesn't even know you!" Chao Yang felt that something was wrong.

"He might have been attracted by my bastard energy!"

"Forget it, it's still good for you no matter what. I think Mrs. Shuiyue's very strong."

"I had originally planned to ask master to take you in as well. He said that other teachers would have their eyes on you. When you become a final disciple, we can rest easy." Chao Hu was somewhat excited.

"Heh heh, how could it be that simple?" Saying this, he felt secretly delighted.

Chao Hu looked at him, not knowing what to think. "Brother Yang, let's go home when our cultivation succeeds. I miss my parents very much."

"Hm." Actually, it was the same for me. Tiger Chao went back to pack his things, and the morning sun was still awake. Thinking back to the training he did in the afternoon, he once again entered the meditative state. There was only one shortcut to success — persevere.

The next morning, the servants woke the children up just like the day before. Today was a day of physical training and the teacher was Mt. Tai. What? Was it him, the one who could spit out mountains from his mouth? Dammit, his temper looks pretty bad, so he's ready to wait in the training field.

Mt. Tai walked over wearing a golden robe. He was not satisfied with seeing his child so weak.

"Haven't you had a good meal? Why does it look like the wind is blowing all the way down? " shouted Tarzan.

He was angry at us for not provoking him, this is too much. We don't look like we have a skinny body, these words can only be kept in our stomachs.

"I'll tell you guys, Yang Cultivation is the most important. Without the production of body energy, you don't have the power of four elephants, so from today onwards, you have to train your powerful physiques. If you can't keep up, you will have to say goodbye to Dharma!"

That serious? The children whispered to each other. Could they really leave the academy?

"What can I do to generate energy in my body? After you open the door, you will be able to obtain a certain amount of physical energy. As you all know, there are nine levels in the Skywalker Tribe, and the higher the level, the more energy the body has, and the more times you can use your innate techniques. However, once Skywalker used his physical energy, his life force would end, which also reflects the importance of his body. "

"Is the number of levels of the gates also related to size?" Even if Chao Yang was afraid of Mt. Tai, he still had to figure this out.

"So much nonsense, it's different. The more powerful the spiritual gate is, the stronger the power of the four elephants will be, but if your body doesn't have any energy, then it's useless to be strong. So the two are complementary, idiot, do you understand?" Towards this kind of kid, Mt. Tai no longer had any patience.

The morning sun seemed to understand this change of yin and yang.

"There will be a parade for the two meridians, so we cannot forcefully open them. Even if we open them, we won't be able to withstand the gates's attack, so let's first train our bodies and then train our physical strength." With that, Mt. Tai ordered a few men to bring over twenty iron handcuffs over.

"Each handcuff weighs twenty Jin, and is extremely light. When you've finished, change it to something heavier. Sometimes, I find myself being too benevolent. Kindness is also a sin." Mt. Tai shook his head.

F * ck, are you still human? We're only eight or nine years old, so it's not tiring to wear something so heavy!

"After putting them on, go to the back of the mountain and run three rounds. If you can't hold on, drink some water and continue. Do you hear me?"

The iron cuffs that Chao Yang was just about to wear fell to the ground. Three laps? That would be fatal.

"Hurry, hurry, little pieces of trash, don't you want to become stronger? You can't even handle this? I suggest that you guys reincarnate! " Tarzan was agitating them again.

The children had no choice but to grit their teeth and drag their iron cuffs as they slowly walked like a snail. He paid his respects to Old Tai's ancestors in his heart.

Don't blame me for this. The semester is only two years old, and if one has yet to open two meridians then one cannot become a Skywalker. I am only doing this for your own good. This was also the reason why eldest senior brother allowed him to cultivate in this way. It was a path of no return.

"Hurry up, we're talking about you, kid!" Tarzan followed behind, urging his teammates on one by one.

According to their calculations, two laps should be enough. After all, they knew how high the back of the mountain was, so why did it take three laps? Could he do it himself?

After a circle, all the children were exhausted. They had never been this tired in their entire lives before. Some of them had already sat down to rest while others, who had more guts, sat up in succession.

"What's wrong? It's already noon and you guys only climbed around once. You don't want to eat anymore, right?" "Let me tell you, before you finish crawling three rounds, the lunch prepared for you by the cafeteria will be fed to the pigs. You won't even be able to snatch the food from the pigs, quickly get up!"

Chao Yang got up and walked again. The other children, who had nothing to eat, quickly stood up as well. Finally, one of the children was really tired and didn't move.

"Why, you don't want to go." Tarzan came to his side.

"Even if you kill me, you won't leave. You'll die of exhaustion if you don't use iron cuffs to crawl three rounds, not to mention wearing one!"

"I really don't want to leave!"

"I won't leave."

"Alright, I'll grant your wish!" Mt. Tai's small sword emerged from his sleeve and stabbed towards his chest. Blood splattered; everything happened so suddenly.

"You … "Really …" Without finishing his words, he collapsed onto the ground without moving. The other twenty-three children were all stunned by what had just happened. Had they really killed him just because he had rested a few more times? Yesterday, they were still talking and laughing. Some of the children couldn't stand it any longer and cried. The morning sun was raging. Why did he want to take the lives of others? He glared fiercely at Mt. Tai.

"I said, don't provoke me. Do you think I'm joking? "Anyone who doesn't want to climb the mountain, step forward one by one and I will kill them all!" Mt. Tai said in a relaxed manner, as if killing a person was nothing.

"Let's go!" Chao Yang knew that they were now like ants without dignity. They could be trampled on by others, but struggling was useless. This world had always been like this.

If they could, they would definitely kill Mt. Tai and take revenge for their comrades. Even if their bodies were tired, they would faint, and with the help of the other partners, they would advance and retreat together. Before the sun rose, they would often climb the mountain with the Morning Tiger, and their bodies were the best, so they consciously helped the other companions climb it one by one. Because of the weight of the iron cuffs and the shaking of the mountain, the children's hands were all scratched, and they were bleeding profusely, and they felt as if their hands would break at any moment.

What was the limit? It was a contradiction that people thought was impossible to complete, but it was also completed at the same time. Why was Skywalker so strong? It was because they had completed too many limits, and their training was also set according to the limit.

Although it had taken them almost an entire day to climb up, it seemed that the stimulation had worked. The child he had killed would not have lived for long, and I could only help him while at the same time helping others. Why not? For the sake of the country, for the sake of the mission, Skywalker was worth everything...

"Look at you cowards, these three laps are so easy to climb. Next time, I have a timer, and if you don't finish climbing before the allotted time is up, then you will have to climb another three laps, which is six laps. Think about it, they are going to leave." Mt. Tai wanted them to eat, otherwise, without exercise, their bodies would deteriorate.

After eating and with the help of spiritual medicines, the child had already recovered his spirit. He could not help but sigh at this miraculous situation, as if an old man who had just passed away suddenly burst out with youthful vigor.

Chao Hu had already moved to Teacher Shuiyue's place. It wasn't too far away, but he didn't want to disturb his teacher so he didn't call out to him. Of course, he wasn't trying to make a name for himself, he just hoped that no one would be sacrificed.

"I know that you are all very angry about what happened today, and so am I!" The sun's eyes swept over them.

"But, the fundamental reason is because we are too weak. From the moment we came here, we were actually abandoned by the village. In our hearts, we were prepared to die, isn't that right?"

"Are we really afraid now that someone has died? "Yes, we are all afraid. Then, the only way out for us now is to train with all our might. There's no need to think any further."

"Before, I had a dream where my parents were tied up and threatened to commit suicide, but I still can't forget that scene. However, I kept feeling that it wasn't a dream, and if I was still that weak, then there would be a day that I could finally accomplish it. So I agreed to come here to cultivate …" Chao Yang's eyes were bloodshot as he revealed his secret to them.

The other children looked at him in disbelief. If he agreed to come himself, then it meant that he could not come.

"We don't need pity, we don't need pity. One day, we will stand at the peak of the world and use our own strength to change it!"

"Let's work hard together!"

Although they were still children, their hearts were already incomparably strong. When their peers were still acting coquettishly in their parents' arms, perhaps they had already started to fight for their parents, fighting a tragic fate.