In the winter in the north, white snowflakes are all over the sky, giving people a very cold and bitter chill, but even in Qingyang Town, this winter cannot stop everyone's enthusiasm.

At this time, the competition venue in Yang Mansion in Qingyang Town was full of people, and it was a problem for people to move around. The competition venue was surrounded by water and clamors kept echoing in the air.

At the end of each year, the Yang Mansion will hold New Year's Festivals, one is to worship ancestors, and the other is to let the younger generation compete and compete. The martial arts style is prevalent in the Storm Continent, and New Year's Festivals like the Yang Mansion can be seen everywhere in the mainland.

"The next Yang Shaohua vs. Yang Bin!"

A thick voice sounded in the competition court, and a middle-aged man in a white robe whispered to the audience. His voice was not too loud, but it sounded in everyone's heart.

However, at the moment when the sound was heard, a young man slowly walked out of the corner. The young man was not too tall, wearing a gray robe. Under the breeze, it was not difficult to see the thin body under the robe.

The boy looked at the huge competition venue and showed a hint of doubt. Then he sighed lightly, and looked around and walked up the stone platform.

"Oh, see who this is. Isn't this our cousin Shaohua? Didn't the injury last time be better?"

As soon as he walked to the competition stage, he heard a burst of sarcasm. The boy slowly raised his head and looked at the boy who was about the same age as him in front of him, and couldn't help but touch his chest.

"Thank you, my cousin, for your concern!"

Yang Shaohua looked at the malicious boy in front of him, and a trace of anger suddenly rose in his heart. He clenched his fists tightly. Due to excessive force, his fingers were deeply embedded in his palms and a trace of blood slowly flowed out. The pain made him regain his rationality.

"Cousin, please give me advice!"

He took a deep breath, glanced across the face of the boy in front of him, his body retreated several steps back, walked to the edge of the competition venue, and clasped his fists at him.

"You will suffer later!"

Looking at the other person's expression, the boy showed a sneer on his face and took two steps back.

"start!"

The middle-aged man looked at the two of them, then nodded, and the thick voice sounded again.

After the middle-aged man's voice fell, Yang Shaohua frowned slightly and hurriedly rolled to the side. After he got out of the way, a figure appeared at the place where he was originally standing.

"Boy, that's great. He can actually avoid my attack!"

The figure was neither someone else nor Yang Bin, but how could he give Yang Shaohua time to hide?

The moment he got out of here, Yang Bin kicked Yang Shaohua straight to the face. This kick was extremely fast. If he was kicked, he would lie on the bed for seven or eight days without being disfigured.

boom……

A low voice suddenly sounded, and then there were bursts of bone cracks. Yang Shaohua's body was kicked several meters away by him, and he hit the bluestone heavily, making waves again.

When Yang Bin saw the success of his foot, he showed a sneer on the corner of his mouth. He did not stop. He tapped his feet on the ground and hit Yang Shaohua, who was curled up in a corner again.

"I didn't know what to do. I thought this kid would be a little bit too bad!"

"Haha, have you seen it? I'm right, this guy is just an A Dou who can't help you!"

"Forget it, let's see, Besides, Brother Yang Bin is not a good man. He is a level five martial artist. Even the head of the family is very satisfied with him!"

The moment Yang Shaohua was kicked out, there were a lot of voices coming from the competition stage. Of course, these people didn't care about his life or death. What they cared about was whether they lost the bet or whether they lost the money.

"Ahem..."

Yang Shaohua struggled to support his body, half kneeled on the ground, drops of blood came out of his mouth and fell to the ground, and his originally neat hair became messy.

boom……

Before he could stand up, a hot stinging sensation came from his face again. The weak body turned around in the air and hit the ground again. It was obviously unclear. Yang Shaohua struggled in the spot for a long time but did not stand up.

"Do you feel comfortable with your cousin? Are you feeling good? Do you want to do it again?"

Seeing this, Yang Bin, who was not far away, showed a sneer on his lips, walked slowly to him and said in Yang Shaohua's ear.

"Thank you, my cousin, I'm willing to give in."

Yang Shaohua raised his right hand tremblingly and signaled himself to admit defeat. His eyes were full of resentment and resentment, and deep despair.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man nodded and was about to announce... Suddenly, Yang Bin, who was standing beside him, suddenly moved, poked out his hands and grabbed Yang Shaohua's arms, and then kicked him.

Click!

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene, even the referee beside him. But after a moment of excitement, they came to both of them immediately and slapped them with a palm. He flew out with a strong man like Yang Bin and smashed heavily on the ground and raised waves of dust.

"Yang Bin is because..."

Yang Shaohua looked at Yang Bin flying out of his ears and heard a rumbling business. Then the sound became smaller and smaller, his eyelids became heavier, and he fell into a coma.

Time passed slowly, and the Yang family's martial arts competition ended on the third day, but the final champion was not Yang Bin. When he was fighting against Yang Tianhua that day, he was finally punished to face the wall for half a month due to his bad behavior, and finally missed the game. Of course, his failure to participate does not mean that he is not one of the youngest generation of the Yang family.

“Where is this?”

Yang Shaohua patted his dizzy head, sat up, and looked at the slightly unfamiliar environment and showed a look of doubt on his face, because this was not the place where he lived. He clearly remembered that he was fighting against Yang Bin before. Thinking of this, he looked around. It was magnificent here, and there were golden yellow everywhere.

"Can I travel through time? It's impossible to be so unlucky, right?"

Yang Shaohua looked at the surrounding environment and couldn't help but underestimate why he said this? Because he was not a person in this world, he came from that planet, that blue place.

Thinking of this, he let out a deep breath, touched the gray bead on his chest with a meaning, and then he relaxed. The bead was handed over to him by his father.

Thinking about the young master, he was the young master, but his feng shui changed. Seven years ago, his father Yang Zhantian and Mo Min disappeared strangely. This disappearance took seven years. Seven years to change many things, such as his status plummeted, and his mother died of depression the second year of his father's disappearance.

When my mother was there, the people in the family were quite polite to them, but after their mother passed away, everyone's views on him changed.

Because when his father Yang Zhantian was alive, Yang Tianhua didn't practice martial arts, and what he liked more was poetry and songs, so Yang Zhantian never forced him to practice martial arts.

However, after Yang Zhantian disappeared, everything changed, and people would come to provoke him every day, but every time Yang Shaohua was beaten and returned with a bruised face.

Over time, he embarked on the path of martial arts, but this path was not so smooth. I don’t know if it was because of his talent. In five years, he was just a level three martial artist. He had just been involved in martial arts. Of course, this martial artist was not a warrior. A real martial artist could kill a level nine martial artist with one hand.

Thinking of this, Yang Shaohua breathed a deep breath, looked around again but found nothing, which made him extremely strange. However, a stinging feeling suddenly came from his chest, and a feeling of heat followed, just like an ant on a hot pan.

I looked down and found that there was a faint blush on the gray bead, and the heat was emitted from the bead.

"What's going on?"

Yang Shaohua's face was unstable. The bead was left by his father Yang Zhantian before he left, but he never discovered that the purpose of this thing was just to be used as a general souvenir.

boom……

But at this moment, a broken sound rang out. The chains that were originally bound to the beads could not bear the heat of the beads and exploded with a touch. Yang Shaohua's body was suddenly shaken several meters away.

After he flew out, the bead was chosen in the air, emitting a thick gray flame outside.

"My good guy, what's this!"

Yang Shaohua swallowed his saliva and was filled with incredible thoughts. The bead was breathing heavily and walked forward. The bead was the last thing left by his father. It could not be lost, otherwise he would regret it for the rest of his life.

The bead just took two steps and seemed to sense his existence, and actually moved on its own and kept going backwards.

Jump... Jump... Jump...

However, at this moment, sounds like yellow bells continued to spread in the air, causing his body to rush. After the bell disappeared, the fire on the bead gradually faded.

"The vast world of heaven and earth, all things are dust, the vast earth fights all directions, and smiles at the sky of heaven and earth!"

Then a low and powerful voice sounded in the space, and Yang Shaohua's body was in a formation and looked at the bead. However, he found that the bead was changing, and a gray eye gradually formed above the bead.

"ah……"

But at this moment, a gray light burst out from the gray child's eyes, directly penetrating his eyes.

"My eyes, my eyes!"

Yang Shaohua kept rolling while covering his eyes.

"You boy don't know how to be quieter? Don't worry, your eyes are fine, they are just swollen!" At this moment, a low laughing voice sounded in his ears, causing the struggling body to suddenly pause, and then sat up from the bed.

"I'm fine? How could I see a huge eye just now!"

Yang Shaohua kept touching his body, touching his face, and looked around. When he saw those familiar things, he breathed a deep breath in his heart, wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked off the bed.

"What kind of nerves do you have? I think your head was broken by that guy Yang Bin?"

The little fat man walked over from the side with a broken bowl in his hand, and looked at Yang Shaohua in front of him curiously and said with a smile.

"Forget it, you don't understand what you said. How long have I been in a coma?"

Yang Shaohua gave him a blank look, glanced at the corner of his mouth, and said to him with a moment of contemplation.

"Drink the medicine first!"

The little fat man handed the bowl over and continued, "You have been in a coma for fifteen days!"

"What fifteen days?"
Chapter completed!