Ling Zhan was full of thoughts and returned to his residence according to the memories in his mind.

Along the way, Ling Zhan found himself ignored.

The members of the Ling family passed by themselves, even if they were just servants, they didn't look at them anymore, as if they didn't exist at all.

The wood-room is in the corner of Ling Mansion, next to the thatched house. The air is filled with an unpleasant smell.

Ling Zhan frowned, but he didn't say anything. Ling Zhan fought with the Zerg in his previous life, and he had never experienced any environment? Even on the battlefield where dead people were everywhere, Ling Zhan could eat and sleep well! Not to mention such a place.

Pushing open the dilapidated wooden door of the wood-room, a stream of decayed dust mixed with the sour smell suddenly spewed out.

Caught off guard, the dust in the sky choked Ling Zhan and coughed repeatedly.

It took Ling Zhan a long time to recover.

Ling Zhan shook his head and walked into the woodshed.

It is said to be a woodshed, but in fact it is just a few wooden boards built at will. As long as it does not collapse, there will be no problem.

The family is barely covered with walls!

Looking at the environment in the woodshed, such an idiom flashed in Ling Zhan's mind.

The wood-room is not small in size, but there is nothing inside except a bed made of hay, and the entire wood-room is extremely empty.

There are wooden boards all around, and the whistling cool breeze blows through the gaps between the wooden boards, making people feel cold all over the body and the cold penetrates into the bone marrow.

Ling Zhan smiled helplessly and said, "This is really cold in winter and cold in summer. What a good guy, you can save even the air conditioner!"

Just then, someone knocked on the door, and the dust on the beams fell like rain.

The knocking force was very strong, and Ling Zhan was even worried that the crumbling woodshed would collapse.

Ling Zhan pushed open the door and there was a servant from the Ling family outside.

Seeing this servant, Ling Zhan frowned.

The servant was not very tall, with a pockmarked face, a arrogant attitude, and his neck was raised high, almost looking at Ling Zhan with his nostrils. His expression was disgusting!

This servant Ling Zhan knew that he was a small leader in the kitchen and he gave him his daily meals.

Wang Mazi smiled and put the food box behind him as usual, and said mockingly: "Little waste, I've eaten. But before eating, don't forget the rules!"

Ling Zhan pretended to be confused and said, "What rules?"

Wang Mazi looked at the corner of his mouth and showed a sarcastic smile, saying, "I am worthy of being a waste, I am so forgetful! Remember, you have to call me uncle to have food, do you understand?"

Ling Zhan showed a harmless smile from humans and animals and said, "I understand."

Ling Zhan knew that Wang Mazi was just a one-star martial artist and his strength was only stronger than ordinary people. However, for Ling Zhan, who was proficient in fighting skills, he was still a little worse.

Wang Mazi said proudly: "Since you know, why don't you shout quickly?"

Ling Zhan took a step forward, with a warm smile on his face.

Suddenly, Ling Zhan cursed: "Call you uncle!" At the same time, his head suddenly smashed down, just hitting Wang Mazi's nose!

The bridge of the nose is the most abundant place in the human body's nerves and the most fragile place. Ling Zhan takes action and is a ruthless move!

Wang Mazi didn't expect that Ling Zhan, who had always been cowardly, would suddenly take action. He was caught off guard and was directly hit by Ling Zhan's hammer on the bridge of his nose.

Suddenly, Wang Mazi felt dizzy and a golden star trembled in front of her. Almost instantly, her nose was snot and tears flowed. Wang Mazi shouted, "How did you hit someone?"

Ling Zhan showed a cruel smile on his face and said, "It's you who hit me! If you want to be my uncle, then I will let you see what a fist the size of a sandbag is."

After saying that, Ling Zhan grabbed Wang Mazi's hair, clenched his fists, and smashed it hard towards the bridge of his nose.

Wang Mazi screamed in pain.

Ling Zhan cursed: "I can't stand it anymore. In the future, I will go to the battlefield and be a deserter! I have to teach you a lesson!"

One punch!

Two punches!

Three punches!

It can be said that it is flesh and blood!

With just a few punches, Wang Mazi's nose bridge was broken and his nose was bleeding.

Because of the hair being caught and the pain coming from the bridge of the nose, Wang Mazi couldn't raise his strength even if he wanted to resist!

With a little force, he pulled Wang Mazi's hair and pulled him in front of him.

Ling Zhan once again showed the harmless smile of the human and animal, and said, "Manager Wang, do you want me to call you uncle?"

When Wang Mazi saw Ling Zhan’s smile, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart and said repeatedly: “No, no more.”

Ling Zhan smiled and said, "That's good. But, Wang Mazi, I advise you not to take revenge on me! Otherwise, we will just make this matter a big deal. By then, I will just lose some face. Anyway, I have lost a lot of face for so many years, and I don't care about this more! But, Wang Mazi, don't forget a little! No matter how useless I am, my surname is Ling, and my grandfather is still the supreme elder of the Ling family! At that time, you can try it. Will the Ling family punish me for your servant!"

After hearing Ling Zhan's words, Wang Mazi's body trembled! Ling Zhan was right. He was just thinking about how to take revenge on Ling Zhan in the future.

After saying this, Ling Zhan let go of Wang Mazi's hair and walked towards the food box behind him.

Wang Mazi only felt her body soft and collapsed on the ground like noodles.

Ling Zhan opened the food box and found that there were only two steamed buns inside. There were a few blue spots on the steamed buns, and a rotten smell came out from it.

Ling Zhan frowned, walked to Wang Mazi with the steamed bun, and smiled and said, "You'll give me this food?"

Wang Mazi was already very afraid of Ling Zhan at this time. Seeing the smile on Ling Zhan's face, he was so scared that he kowtowed repeatedly: "The villain knows his mistake! The villain will change it immediately!" After saying that, he didn't care about the pain on his body, grabbed the food box on the ground and left here like a flying one. Wang Mazi didn't want to stay here for a minute.

He threw the rotten steamed buns in his hand aside, and Ling Zhan smiled and said, "Look! Isn't this a very simple thing? If you are hard, he will be soft; if you are strong, he will be weak. It's a very straightforward truth!"

However, Ling Zhan understood that this was a world where martial arts were the most respected. If you had no strength, relying solely on your tough personality, you would only die faster!

Strength! Everything depends on strength to speak!

After all, it depends on who has a hard fist!

Ling Zhan showed a confident smile on his face and said softly: "No matter what, I, Ling Zhan, is also a lieutenant colonel of the Federal Army, and a genius! I, Ling Zhan, have the full set of inheritance of "The Practice of the Gods". Even if I can't practice martial arts, I can practice magic. If I have many secret techniques to help me, I may not be much worse than martial arts! What's more, can I really not practice martial arts? It's not necessarily!"

Not long after, another servant brought the meal again, but it was not Wang Mazi himself.

The servant was very respectful to Ling Zhan. It was obvious that Wang Mazi had already given orders.

Ling Zhan took the food box into the woodshed. When he opened the food box, his eyes lit up.

A roasted chicken, a crystal elbow, a fried fish, two large bowls of white rice, and a jar of good wine without Kaifeng.

Ling Zhan was tortured for nearly a whole day, and his stomach was already hungry and sounded like a drum beat.

Ling Zhan no longer cared about anything else, so he grabbed his elbow and started chewing it in big mouths.

The soft shredded pork slowly melted in the mouth, and the fragrant gravy filled Ling Zhan's taste buds. Ling Zhan couldn't help but shout: "Fragrant!"

Gorgeously, the wind blows away the clouds.

Not long after, the food box was in a mess. Whether it was roasted chicken, elbow or fried fish, they were gnawed extremely clean, and there was no shredded meat left. At the same time, two large bowls of rice also entered Ling Zhan's stomach.

After drinking a few sips of not too spicy wine, Ling Zhan let out a long breath and said, "I'm finally full!"

After drinking and eating, Ling Zhan put the food box aside. Anyway, someone would come to clean it up later.

Ling Zhan moved a little in the woodshed, and then followed the routine in his memory to fight a set of Five Elements Fist.

This is the basic boxing technique that the Ling family must learn. Even if Ling Zhan cannot practice it, he has learned this set of boxing techniques.

With a set of boxing techniques, Ling Zhan was powerful. Soon, Ling Zhan saw sweat on his forehead and his breathing became rapid.

Ling Zhan sighed and said to himself: The body cannot be cultivated, it is indeed weak, and he does not have enough strength, and he cannot even fully fight a set of basic boxing techniques.

Ling Zhan adjusted his breath several times in secret, calming down his rapid breathing.

Ling Zhan murmured to himself: "The most urgent thing is to practice "The Practice of the Gods" first! As long as you practice the first level successfully, everything is possible."

Ling Zhan sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes.

A vase mark was formed on his fingers, and the seal was tied to his chest.

Ling Zhan visualized in his mind according to the operation method of "The Practice of the Gods".

In just a moment, a deep universe appeared in Ling Zhan's mind, with countless stars dotted among them, and these stars were slowly rotating according to a certain trajectory.

Suddenly, Ling Zhan's body shook, and he suddenly opened his eyes. Ling Zhan's face was filled with a surprised expression and said, "Is this visualization successful? Could this little guy named Ling Zhan still a peerless genius who practices the divine way?"

You know, in the previous life, Ling Zhan had three months of hard practice before he could successfully visualize. At that time, Ling Zhan had been called a genius by countless people!

Suddenly, Ling Zhan realized a problem. He successfully completed the visualization within an hour. Could it be that this little guy was born with mental power that is different from ordinary people?

Ling Zhan closed his eyes again and quickly pinched out hand gestures with his fingers. The hand gestures were extremely complicated, just like picking a flower.

When Ling Zhan opened his eyes again, an expression of ecstasy appeared on his face. Ling Zhan laughed arrogantly and said, "I really didn't expect that this little guy was actually a natural spiritual person! He had reached the strength of a three-star spiritual person at the age of fourteen. This is a perfect match for "The Practice of the Gods"! I made a lot of money this time."

It can be said that every person born with spiritual power is a genius among geniuses.

Just when Ling Zhan was in ecstasy and could not extricate himself, the door of the woodshed was once again knocked open with brute force.

Ling Zhan frowned and said to himself: Why are there so many people who are blind?

However, after seeing the person coming, Ling Zhan could no longer get angry.

The one who rushed into the woodshed was a little thin and looked like a matchstick!

Ling Zhan smiled slightly and said, "Girl, what's wrong? You're so reckless?"
Chapter completed!