<div class="chapter-content">
 <div align="center">
 <script src="/d/js/ad/page_01.js"></script>
 </div>
 Wei County.
 Shangyang Martial Arts School.
 Outside a side courtyard on the west side, in the corner, dozens of teenagers were squatting side by side, most of them in ragged clothes, and Nie Wushuang was among them.
 In the beginning, it was just a dream.
 In the dream, he lived in an ancient world.
 As long as I can remember, I have been on the run, avoiding pursuit.
 At first, there were many people surrounding him to protect him. After several bloody fights, the people around him died and scattered. When he was sixteen years old, the last guard also left.
 Only myself is left alone...
 Then, the dream woke up!
 No!
 The dream is no longer a dream, the dream is reality.
 I really turned into a sixteen-year-old ancient boy.
 However, those memories suddenly became blurry, as if they were erased by a certain existence, or sealed by some force. They were completely blank. When they were replaced by themselves, perhaps due to the collision of souls, there were some defects. picture emerged.
 The image of being guarded and hunted still exists.
 Why?
 That's not clear.
 As for all kinds of things in the past life.
 Also gradually moved away.
 Three days!
 Now, three days later, I have just gotten used to it a little.
 A strong man in gray attire came over and stood in front of Nie Wushuang.
 "You, get up and follow me!"
 Nie Wushuang stood up without hesitation.
 He followed the strong man across the open space in the courtyard and walked toward the verandah. As he walked, the strong man whispered to him.
 "Boy, do you remember the words I taught you?"
 Nie Wushuang nodded.
 After a while, they came to the verandah.
 The door of the room on the verandah is open, and a man who looks like a scribe is sitting behind the desk. On the desk, there are pens, ink, paper and inkstones.
 "Master Du, people have brought..."
 Master Du glanced at the strong man and then at Nie Wushuang.
 "Meng Gang, is this the person you found?"
 Meng Gang made a gesture with a smile on his face.
 When a martial arts school recruits apprentices, it must have a guarantor as a guarantee. Most of them recruit locals who know the basics. However, this time there is a shortage of people and the temporary expansion of recruitment. The people above are in a hurry, so they give it to the people below to collude to make money. Chance.
 Therefore, a wanderer like Nie Wushuang, whose details are not very clear, can also enter the martial arts gym.
 Because they are not eligible for settlement subsidies.
 Master Du picked up the pen and asked.
 "Name?"
 "Nie Wushuang."
 Nie Wushuang replied.
 "Huh?"
 Master Du raised his head, glanced at Nie Wushuang again, and chuckled.
 "Young man, isn't your name too big? If your destiny is not strong enough, you won't be able to hold it back! At the least, you will have a bad life, but at the worst..."
 After saying that, he smiled.
 Nie Wushuang lowered his head and said nothing.
 The original name is neither Nie nor Wushuang. However, the original name has been hiding in Tibet since he was born, evading pursuit. Naturally, the name cannot be used. Nie Wushuang is the name of his previous life. Using this name can also remind him at any time. You, don’t forget where you came from.
 "how old are you?"
 "Sixteen years old."
 "Where are you from?"
 "Tan Town, Dahuai Village."
 This is the place of residence that Meng Gang arranged for him.
 It is said that that place is haunted. Most of the people in the village are dead, and those who are lucky enough to be alive have moved away. Now, it is completely deserted.
 After a brief question and answer, Meng Gang took a piece of white paper filled with words from Master Du and brought it to Nie Wushuang.
 "Make a fingerprint!"
 Nie Wushuang lowered his head and looked at the paper.
 This is a contract. Party A is Shangyang Martial Arts School, and Party B is him. The content is very simple. Shangyang Martial Arts School signs a ten-year contract with him, and the martial arts school will provide him with food and accommodation. In these ten years, he will become Shangyang Martial Arts School. An apprentice in the pavilion, practicing skills and obeying instructions...
 There is a line of small words at the end of the contract.
 If there are any mistakes in the practice of Kung Fu, you will be responsible for your own life and death!
 "Hey, are you literate?"
 "What are you looking at? Hurry and draw!"
 Meng Gang looked sarcastic and impatient.
 Without hesitation, Nie Wushuang pressed his fingerprint on the lower right corner of the contract.
 Entering the martial arts gym was his active choice.
 On the one hand, having a place to live can solve the problem of food and clothing.
 On the other hand, if you can practice, in this world where extraordinary power exists, ordinary people without power can only be slaughtered by others. If you can practice successfully, you will at least have the strength to resist when the pursuers come from nowhere.
 "follow me!"
 Meng Gang handed the contract to Master Du and left with Nie Wushuang.
 I went to the side to get clothes and bedding, and came to a courtyard. I entered a side room on the right side of the courtyard door. There were no extra furnishings in the side room except a large pavilion in the shape of a few characters. The bunk was covered with straw. After the door was opened, There was a rotten, damp smell that assaulted your nostrils.
 "You are the first, choose a good position, get you into the martial arts gym, and give you this benefit, I can be considered worthy of you..."
 Meng Gang smiled.
 "There is a well behind the house and a water tank next to the house. You'd better get some water and clean it up. The person in charge of teaching you little brats is Gu Jiaoxi. He hates dirt the most..."
 Nie Wushuang did not lose his smile.
 He nodded dully.
 Whether it was his original self or his previous life, he was not a person who was good at dancing and couldn't do anything to please him.
 Seeing that Nie Wushuang didn't respond, Meng Gang couldn't say any more.
 "I still have something to do, let's go..."
 Just say it, curse and leave.
 Nie Wushuang opened the wooden window of the large bunk bed outside, letting fresh air flow into the room, forming an internal and external circulation, so he felt much better.
 Then, he spread the bedding under the window.
 In his previous life, he lived in a boys' dormitory in the 1980s, with dozens of double bunk beds placed in one room. He still remembered how sour the smell was. The current environment is no less than that.
 The window position is naturally a Feng Shui treasure land.
 After putting the bedding in place, he looked at the thin layer of dust on the ground. Nie Wushuang took the bucket behind the door and went to the well to fetch half a bucket of water. He sprinkled some water on the ground and swept it gently with a broom. After that, he took off the tattered clothes on his body and wiped the windows and beds like a rag.
 Looking at the results of his labor, Nie Wushuang smiled and nodded.
 It can be said that the windows are clean!
 After that, he took his change of clothes and a bucket to the well. It was April and the sun was warm. Although the well water was a little chilly, it was still suitable for washing. He just needed to dry himself as soon as possible and put on clean clothes.
 The courtyard wall next to the well was very high. An apricot tree poked its head out from behind the wall. The apricot flowers were hanging on the branches, bringing a rich fragrance.
 Nie Wushuang looked up.
 There was also an apricot tree planted in the yard of his old home in his previous life.
 All is past!
 He lowered his head and wiped his body vigorously.
 At this time, there were footsteps, door opening, and voices. It should be a companion coming in.
 After washing, Nie Wushuang changed into clean clothes.
 Gray clothes, short and tight clothes. He was probably not the first owner of this clothes. There were patches on the ribs and knees of the clothes. It had been washed, but it was put into the warehouse before it was dried. Therefore, there was a faint smell of mold.
 Moreover, there was a faint stain on his chest.
 It was not very conspicuous, but it existed.
 It should be that the person who cleaned it was not careful, or he tried hard but couldn't clean it thoroughly. What on earth did it stain?
 Nie Wushuang lowered his head and sniffed hard.
 Musty smell, soap smell, and...
 Blood smell?
 His brows were slightly furrowed.
 Nie Wushuang remembered the words in the contract again.
 If there is any mistake, life and death are at your own risk.
 He looked down at the ground, and the shadow extended under his feet and climbed on the wall on one side. In the eyes of others, it was just a black shadow, but in his sight, it was a boy who looked exactly like him, and at this time, he was also looking at him.
 It was like inside and outside the mirror.
 After waking up, it was like this.
 Only he could see the other party, and everyone else turned a blind eye. Moreover, in his sea of ​​consciousness, there was a panel. Now, the panel was empty, but Nie Wushuang knew that this panel was related to the clone in the shadow.
 This was his golden finger.
 Afterwards, Nie Wushuang returned to the wing room with the bucket.
 At this time, there were already companions in the room. A closer look revealed that there were four people in total. They were talking and laughing. It seemed that they were locals from Wei County and knew each other before entering Shangyang Martial Arts Hall.
 Nie Wushuang put down the bucket and did not enter the house.
 His clothes and bedding were thrown on the ground. The position he originally occupied was now occupied by a burly and old-looking teenager. The others surrounded him, centered on him, licking his face, and flattering him...
 Seeing Nie Wushuang, a teenager shouted at him.
 "Hey, the position in the corner is yours!"
 Nie Wushuang closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath.
 He walked over, picked up the clothes and bedding on the ground, patted the dust, and put them aside.
 Bullying between teenagers is actually very cruel.
 However, young evildoers cannot experience this cruelty. They cannot empathize with it unless they switch positions with each other.
 When you encounter bullying for the first time, never retreat and tolerate it.
 Otherwise, if there is a first time, there will be a second time, and countless times.
 Nie Wushuang didn't say anything. The bully thought he had swallowed his anger, so he ignored him and laughed around the burly boy again.
 Taking a deep breath, Nie Wushuang jumped up.
 The three-foot-high bunk bed, he jumped up from the spot, and then kicked the boy who was still lying on the bunk bed and had no time to react, and kicked him hard on the waist, causing the guy to curl up and wail.
 "What are you doing?"
 The boy sitting on the bunk bed stood up.
 As soon as he stood up, Nie Wushuang rushed over, and a sky-high hammer, his fist hit his nose bridge, and immediately, blood and snot mixed together, all over his face, the guy bent down and covered his face and yelled.
 "Get out!"
 Nie Wushuang yelled at the two boys standing under the bed.
 At that moment, his eyes were extremely sharp, like a knife, containing a strong will, full of deterrence.
 The two guys were trembling inside and all over.
 For a moment, they stood there in a daze.
 Then, Nie Wushuang jumped up, bent his knees, and pressed heavily on the leader who was still curled up and wailing. He pinched his throat with his left hand and punched him with his right hand. Punches rained down like rain, hitting the guy's face non-stop.
 "Bang bang bang..."
 The sound continued, like beating dough.
 The three companions of the guy, one was wailing, and the other two were trembling and dared not come forward.
 Watching the boss being beaten.
 New book uploaded, in order to follow up, please don't save it without reading, thank you, thank you...
 <div align="center">
 <script src="/d/js/ad/page_02.js"></script>
 </div>
</div>

<div class="content">
 In this mysterious world, demons are rampant. The king and the aristocratic clans share the world. Is there any kind of immortality? I have thousands of Dharma bodies. I have practiced in seclusion for a hundred years, but no one cares. I ascended to heaven in one day, and the world was shocked.
</div>

<div class="content">
 This is a story of how a skilled otaku saves the world.
 Because of his indulgence in playing the game, Luo Di becomes alienated from life. The result was that he became the most well-known Ranger in the game, «Cracked Earth». After crossing over into the world of the game, he found himself returned two years before the game had started, a point in history with subtle yet lasting effects.
 The destroyed country was still intact, and his beloved woman hadn’t yet succumbed to the flames of war brought by the orcs.
 Shadows of the undead still linger along its borders, while the masks worn by aristocrats had yet to be torn off.
 Events have yet to occur, but Luo Di knew he couldn’t just grip his bow tightly and sit. He wouldn’t watch once more as these lands broke before disaster, thus taking the first step along an epic journey of conflict.
</div>

<div class="content">
 In her previous lifetime, they had married for five years. He meant everything to her, but she was thrown away like an old shoe.
 After her rebirth, she gave him a divorce contract preemptively—
 “Divorce after one year, the terms of the contract are as follows: husband and wife shall not share a room or bed. Intimacy forbidden?”
 He raised his eyebrow.
 Who knew that after she got drunk one day, leaning on the headboard, he rested his deep-set eyes on her. “You broke the contract, Mrs, Li.”
</div>

<div class="content">
 The protagonist is reborn in the late Roman Republic and becomes a gladiator under Spartacus. How will he escape the tragic fate of being crucified, and how will he survive in the Mediterranean ruled by Rome? Stay tuned! 
 “Rome must fall! As long as it exists, we cannot escape our fate of death!” — Maximus
 <div class="author-novels">
 <h3>Author's Other Novels</h3>
 <ul>
 <li><a class="title" title="Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece" target="_blank" href="/en/serie-75/mediterranean-hegemon-of-ancient-greece">Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece</a></li>
 </ul>
 </div>
</div>

<div class="content">
 Traveled to the world of Devouring Stars, and obtained a mutated version of Six Eyes and a head of white hair. 
 Gu Ce said, I am the strongest! 
 Basic ability of Six Eyes: can directly observe the operation of space laws in the universe 
 [Apprentice level]: 360° perspective, can predict the enemy's actions, strong learning ability 
 [Planet level]: three times the gene level, water origin law talent! 
 [Stellar level]: ... 
 —————— 
 Several years later, Gu Ce, who became the Lord of Hunyuan, came to the world of Jujutsu Kaisen. 
 I fight Sukuna? 
 (The Earth chapter will not be too long, and will not steal Luo Feng's opportunity) 
 (Not having watched Jujutsu Kaisen will not affect the viewing, except that Six Eyes has little to do with Jujutsu)
</div>

<div class="content">
 “Missus, time to fulfil your duties!” Mu Yuchen demanded as he pulled Xi Xiaye closer with his arms intimately wrapped around her waist.
 It was a meticulously planned feast for the powerful. Her fiancé had knelt down on one knee and proposed to her sister instead. Robbed of her right to her inheritance, she was prepared for the Xi family to throw her to the wolves. 
 As she slipped away from her family that had turned their backs on her, she found him — Mu Yuchen, the low-profile and reserved noble that ruled City Z and led Glory World Corporation.
 “Mu Yuchen, let’s get married!” He looked up at her, then suddenly stood up.
 “Where are you going?”
 “Let’s go. Any later and the civil affairs bureau will be closed.”
</div>

<div class="content">
 A maid who is beaten on behalf of a noble boy.
 Some memories of her childhood were cruel, but Yuriel held no resentment towards the boy. Rather, she liked it–The hand that carefully applied medicine to her wounds was always warm.
 “M-Master, stop, Raph, sa, save…ah, mm…!” “That’s why.. I told you.. to wait.. till I returned.”
 But the Raphlet that appeared in her dreams showed nothing but passion and lust.
 Prophetic dreams. The ability that was like a stigma drove Yuriel towards an unknown future.
 All I want is to be next to you.
</div>

<div class="content">
 A bittersweet drama: As long as the heroine forgives her kindly and kindly, pays without regrets, and gives up again and again until the bad guys who bully her are old and unable to act, she will get a happy ending.
 When Mercury is dressed as the heroine of each bitterness drama…forbearance? Pooh.
 Terrible heroine, change her life online.
 Content tags: Time travel, face slap, fast wear, cool text 
 Search keywords: protagonist: mercury ┃ supporting role: many ┃ others: fast wear, cool text
</div>

<div class="content">
 After what seems to be a plane accident,
 Su Bai Master Su was seized of his power and unexpectedly reincarnated onto a cowardly distant nephew.
 Who said that you will lead a dull life after rebirth?
 The ‘Jade-Faced Yama’ who once ate both the black and white path
 vows to take back the power that once belonged to him step by step.
 Do you really think Master Su is a rice dumpling for everyone to push around when he does not display his wrath?
</div>

<div class="content">
 Mountains and rivers change, and the world undergoes vicissitudes. 
 Wei Tu travels through the world of Xianxia and awakens his destiny of "late bloomer". 
 [Destiny: Late bloomer. 】 
 [Attribute: Perseverance, success will surely come. 】 
 Seeing this fate, hope finally ignited in Wei Tu's heart, which had been smoothed away, but he didn't know whether he could become an immortal and an ancestor in his humble body. 
 All that can be done. 
 You can only seize the moment and cherish the hot bed of your wife and children in front of you. 
 (There are three excellent books, "I Rewrote Family History", "Cultivation of Immortality: I Can Reincarnate in the Heavens", and "The Heavens Starting from Bailuyuan")
</div>

<div class="content">
 [A car like a closed room, a woman stabbed to death, and the sound of police sirens getting closer and closer. What choice will you make as a suspected murderer? ] 
 [1. Do nothing, wait for the police to arrive, and then surrender to the police and admit that you killed the woman] 
 [2. Do nothing, wait for the police to arrive, but firmly deny that you killed the woman] 
 [3. Escape] 
 [4. Before the police arrive, try your best to cover up your evidence of murder and escape responsibility] 
 "Of course, choose 4!" 
 Traveling through Tokyo, facing the system that suddenly appeared in front of him, Akikawa Sosuke made a firm decision. 
 Akikawa Sosuke firmly believed that as long as he survived the crisis in front of him, he could have a peaceful and stable life. 
 Until he met the elementary school student wearing a red bow tie and round-frame glasses, who called himself a detective... 
 (Detective Conan fanfiction, original plot, no repetition of animation content)
</div>

<div class="content">
 “I shall not yield to fate nor destiny. I will create my legacy.” Yang Wei said as he stared at the clear blue sky. Yang Wei, a mortal who has no background or power to become a cultivator except for his undying determination. An unwillingness to accept his fate as he will break away the chain that casts him behind. In a world where spiritual qi exists, humans can utilize this power to cultivate and become a legend themselves. However, the path itself is gruesome and achieved through multiple obstacles. Now it’s the time for Yang Wei to achieve something that no other predecessor has done in the past.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Humanity has spent thousands of years in ignorance and darkness. 
 Countless soldiers rushed to the vast galaxy with loyalty and honor, and their bones were buried on alien stars. 
 Loyalty, betrayal, dedication, sacrifice. 
 ——The original body of the Second Legion, who was sleeping in the temple and whose files had been deleted, opened his eyes again; what occupies the great body is the soul from the 3K era of another world. 
 A great legend was created from this moment on. 
 The roar of mankind will once again resound across the galaxy. 
 Weak traitors and dirty aliens will be burned to death by humanity's wrath.
</div>

There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

Chapter 1 Shangyang Martial Arts School (new book, please read it, Mo Yang, thank you)

You'll Also Like

NovelsNook - Explore Fan-Fiction Novels Online Free!

There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

Chapter 1 Shangyang Martial Arts School (new book, please read it, Mo Yang, thank you)

You'll Also Like