Chapter 11: Protagonist debut

Qingyang Village is located in the east of the extreme west, which belongs to the Wanli Mountain River under the rule of Zhenwu Shengzong.
The sun rises and the sky is slightly bright. At this time, a large group of teenagers get up early in the square in front of Qingyang Village. Under the leadership of the strongest man in the village, Coach Mo, he started to practice morning exercises.
Mo Coach is the strongest person in Qingyang Village and the only one in the village with a 9th layer of spiritual veins.
His long back and waist, his muscles bulging high, wearing a black vest, the hair on his head belongs to that type of explosive head, all messed up on his head.
At this moment he stood in front of these teenagers and said loudly: "You have to understand that you are not the children of those big families, you don't have good exercises, and you won't have all kinds of elixirs from the beginning.
The only thing you can rely on is yourself. The only thing you can do is to work hard.
In addition to hard work or hard work, a strong man is shaped by 99% of hard work and 1% of talent, understand? "
"Understood," all the teenagers shouted in unison, at the moment they were marching, their little faces flushed, but their eyes were full of hope and desire for the future and martial arts.
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In the last row of these teenagers, there is also a teenager who looks much thinner than other teenagers.
At this moment, the teenager was clenching his teeth, his face pale, insisting on the length of Zamabu, he did not want to give up easily.
The boy was wearing a thick white cloth with patches on it, his face was beautiful, and he looked quite a little bit from the side.
His eyes are firm and he has a stubbornness that does not match his peers.
Standing next to this teenager was a young girl, with her long hair covered in hair, her skin was better than snow, her red lips and teeth were white and her nose was tall.
Especially those eyes, like a rush of clear water, when looking forward, can make everything lose its color.
Although wearing a cheap white shirt, the girl still can't hide her stunning appearance.
Is very young and already slim.
"Brother Chuyang, are you okay?" The girl looked at the young boy and insisted on stubbornly.
"Xiao'er, don't worry, I'm fine," the teenager named Chu Yang barely squeezed out a smile and shook his head.
However, when the young man's voice fell, his body suddenly lost his strength and fell directly to the ground.
"Brother Chuyang, please rest for a while," the girl quickly helped Chu Yang and sat down under the big tree next to him.
At this time, the teenagers in the field looked at this scene, and they all felt a bit of envy.
"I don't understand how such a good condition Bailixiao can be to see Chuyang's waste."
The boy next to him whispered.
After all, this girl named Bailixiao is the goddess in the hearts of all the teenagers in Qingyang Village, but she has only Chuyang in her eyes, and she is blind to other teenagers.
"Yes," a teenager next to him said, "If she followed me, I had several cows in my house, and I wouldn't have to worry about eating and drinking all my life.
And in Chuyang, his parents died from urination. Even if he could survive, he was a relief for the villagers. Since childhood, he has been a medicine jar. His body is weak, typical waste. "
The teenagers in the field immediately had a lot of discussion, while Coach Mo next to him frowned slightly, watching the chaotic scene in the field.
There was aura in the voice secretly, shouting loudly: "Why are you arguing one by one, is it too easy to wait for everyone to run ten laps around the village for me."
Hearing coach Mo's words, the teenagers on the field suddenly fell silent, bitter faces.
"Then I will give you a set of tiger fighters, and I will carefully watch them one by one. This tiger fighter is a yellow-order pulse technique. I will only demonstrate it once," Coach Mo said proudly.
He knew that for these young men who had just come into contact with martial arts, they should not only let them understand the difficulty of martial arts training, but also give these young men some expectations and temptations.
Under the surprised and curious eyes of all the teenagers, Coach Mo raised his chest and raised his fist.
The whole person's momentum seems to be transformed into a tiger, with a yellowish light on his fist.
Then I saw him take a sip, and the whole person rose into the air and slammed towards the stone next to him.
"Boom", the stone was torn apart and the dust was flying in the explosion.
Coach Mo exhaled for a long time, walked proudly to the front, and said: "If any of you finish quenching the body first, and advance to the spiritual realm, I will teach him this trick."
Hearing this, all the teenagers in the field were boiling, and all of them were full of lofty aspirations, their eyes blazing with raging flames.
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At this moment, I saw a teenager pointing at the sky and looked up and said, "Coach Mo, someone is flying in the sky."
"Don't make trouble," Coach Mo gave a glance to the boy who could fly in the sky, at least it was also a strong person in the sky.
Coach Mo's young club, when he was in Xuanyuan City, was a patroller of Xuanyuan City. At that time, he was majestic.
No matter where they go, the stall vendors will see that they will flee and frighten their farts.
Um, the city patrol also has a name, UU reading www.uukanshu.com called city management.
He is also a person who has seen the world, but even in Xuanyuan City, the strongest person is nothing but the real vein.
Is still a big level away from the empty vein realm, the empty vein realm, but that has never been seen in his life.
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Juvenile grievances said: "Really, I did not lie to you."
Coach Mo was about to educate this boy again, and suddenly felt a strong coercion coming from above.
He turned around quickly, his scalp tingling for a while.
Saw a woman slowly descending from the sky, the woman's body was vigorous, and in his perception, as if there was no margin, it was unfathomable.
"I don't know what this adult is doing for us in Qingyang Village," Coach Mo quickly greeted him.
"This is Qingyang Village?" Xiao Yuexuan asked uncertainly.
"Yes, yes," Coach Mo nodded quickly.
"Then you can know a woman named Xiao Qingya," Xiao Yuexuan asked in a cold voice, with some expectation.
"Xiao Qingya, it sounds familiar to me," Coach Mo said, thinking.
"You should have an impression, she lived here as early as a few decades ago," Xiao Yuexuan said quickly.
"Oh, I remembered it," Coach Mo slaps his head and suddenly realizes.
"Where is she?" Xiao Yuexuan asked anxiously.
"She is dead," Coach Mo said silently.
"Dead," Xiao Yuexuan was a little absent, his figure trembling obviously took a step back, his face pale, "How could he die!"
"Oh, yes, she still has a daughter to stay," Coach Mo said suddenly.
"Can you make it clear at one time," Xiao Yuexuan stared at Coach Mo, his body was like a rainbow.