"Clang!"

A muffled sound came from the room immediately. The bronze-casting stove immediately deformed after hitting the wall. The red charcoal burned in the stove sprinkled all over the ground, Mars splashed, the charcoal ash rose, and the mess was in chaos.

"Zhao Han, what do you want to do?!" The little fat man looked at Zhao Han in a panic and asked. If a follower behind him hadn't pulled him with his eyes and hands, the stove would have smashed him to the point of bleeding.

"A turtle who was unruly jumped into the house, disliked her and wanted to smash it to death." Zhao Han touched the tip of his nose, shrugged indifferently, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that I didn't hit it."

"you……"

The little fat man was angry, and the mung bean's small eyes emitted a fierce light. He thrust his round belly and shouted, "Zhao Han, I called you brother, I'm polite. Do you think you were the eldest master of the Zhao family in the past?"

"You've made a mistake. I never thought I was the eldest master of the Zhao family." Zhao Han smiled, wrapped his arms around his chest, and said, "Also, I, Zhao Han, walk straight and sit straight, and you don't need to lift me."

"Hey, your dead god dad is dead. I see how hard you are!" The little fat man sneered, remembering the purpose of this trip, and reached out to Zhao Han, "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you. You have practiced for more than ten years and have not even reached the fifth level of foundation building. It's a waste to stay with you. It's better to leave it to Brother Jie. If he can enter Minghong Academy, you will naturally be inseparable from your benefits in the future."

"If not, as long as he says, from now on, there will never be a place for you to stand in this Zhao family mansion!"

"So you are holding Zhao Jie's dog legs now!"

Zhao Han sneered, his eyes became deeper, and he looked at the fat man word by word, saying, "The first rule of the Zhao clan is to respect the elders and love the clan members. My father is your third uncle. You insulted the elders in public and violated the first rule of the Zhao clan. Thinking of you as a first offender, you can slap your mouth ten times, otherwise I will be a good example of the law."

Perhaps it was when he absorbed his ex's memory, which also made Zhao Han's memory very outstanding now. Some vague memory fragments of his ex's memory are vivid in his mind, such as the 39 clan legal rules engraved on the screen wall of the ancestral temple by the Zhao clan.

"You want me to slap my mouth ten times? You dream!"

The little fat man laughed in anger and his voice became even sharper. He stepped forward a few steps, walked to Zhao Han, put his face up, and shouted, "The fourth uncle has received the support of several great masters. He will be the head of our Zhao family in a few days. And my father is about to leave the imperial court. You are a dim and dim house. How dare you slap me in the mouth? Try it, my face is here, if you have the affair, you will slap me..."

"Bang!"

A crisp slap sounded in the room, and the little fat man's mouth was deliberately raised and his flesh burst out in an instant, his mouth was covered in blood, and even his teeth were dyed red.

"Ba~"

"Ba~"

"Bang!"

Before the few people in the room could react, Zhao Han's face was cold, and the raised slap slapped the little fat man's mouth like a storm. He used force to his palms, and his voice was straightforward and merciless.

"I woo..."

The little fat man screamed in pain and struggled desperately, but found that his clothes were actually tightly held by Zhao Han's other hand, unable to break free. He quickly waved his hands to block them, but found that the slap Zhao Han slapped seemed to have eyes, and he always fell from the space between his arms, covering his bloody mouth, which was now covered.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the two followers rushed forward to help, but suddenly a whip leg was like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, bringing a trace of shadow in the air, kicking the two people in the stomach one after another, kicking them directly out of the open door.

At this time, the tenth slap was coming from the room. The little fat man's lower half of his face was beaten to pieces, and his blood was pouring down. The teeth of his two front teeth fell directly. Even the whimpering sounds made at this moment were leaking. His little eyes were filled with tears, and he was looking at Zhao Han with resentment, hatred and fear.

"It's just ten times, no more, no less. I hope you remember the lesson and don't make the same mistake again next time, otherwise, I won't let it go." Zhao Han let go of the fat man's clothes, took the handkerchief handed by Su Su and wiped the blood on his hand, waved his hand, "Okay, you can go back. If you are not convinced, you can go to your father or fourth uncle to sue me."

"Huh... I'm sweating in the bath, and I occasionally make up the rice pot, and I'm going to climb up the rice." The little fat man glared at Zhao Han fiercely, said in a vague tone, and then left in a mess.

"Sweat, I occasionally make up the rice cooker, and I'm going to the rice cooker? What do you mean? I don't understand." Zhao Han looked at Su Su who was looking up and down with a strange look on the side, and said in surprise, "What are you looking at?"

"The eyes are still the same as before, the nose, mouth, and ears are the same as before. Why do you seem to have changed? "Su Su stepped forward and touched Zhao Han, looking puzzled, and said, "You used to be kind-hearted. Even if someone provoked you, you smiled and never cared about it. Why did this temperament change completely after a sickness?"

"Zhao Yu teased me several times before, but you were indifferent. He just looked at me for a few more times, so you smashed him with the stove. If I hadn't been growing up with you and being familiar with your every move, I might have thought you had changed!"

"I'm sorry, I was bad before, and I made you wronged." Zhao Han opened his mouth, and had already scolded his ex in his heart. Then he said solemnly, "Don't worry, I will protect you well in the future and will not let you suffer any harm."

"Bah, who wants you to protect me!" Su Su spat with a blushing face, biting her fingers, blinking her eyes, and said, "But men should be strong, you are much more pleasing to you than before."

Zhao Han laughed, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said, "That little fat man put his face in front of me. If I don't beat him up, wouldn't I be sorry for his kindness?"

"Bah, look at your smugness, I will lift my tail to the sky with just a praising!"

"Okay, okay, you are a real man today, okay?" Su Su's face turned red with excitement, and then she said worriedly, "But this matter is not over yet. Zhao Yu suffered this loss and would definitely not be able to swallow this."

"Especially, he is doing things for Zhao Jie this time. If you hit him, you just won't give Zhao Jie face."

"The fourth master has now achieved great momentum and is just waiting to inherit the position of the head of the family. At that time, Zhao Jie's identity will rise. With his vengeful personality, he will definitely make things difficult for you everywhere."

"He is one year younger than you, and now he is the seventh level of foundation building. He has extremely high qualifications and is deeply favored by the Fourth Master. What if he insists on making things difficult for you?"

The more Su Su thought about it, the more she became, the more she became more and more afraid. In the end, she was so anxious that her face turned pale and she walked around the house, her eyes full of sorrow.

"If you think about doing so much, nothing happened, you are so anxious that your psychological quality is not up to standard!" Zhao Han poured her a cup of tea, handed it over, and then said, "Besides, now there are only rumors. Before the last moment, there are still many variables, or if someone reaches the top in the end, maybe you have never heard of the popularity that will die?"

"What does it mean?" Su Su blinked and asked weakly.

"Uh... it's during the competition, and the most popular players often fail in the end." Zhao Han was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this sentence was from his own world. It took him a lot of talk to deal with it.

"Oh, so that's what it means, I hope so." Su Su breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down, looked at the messy house, and quickly started to pack up.

Zhao Han wanted to go forward to help, but Su Su refused on the grounds that "this is a woman's business", and he thought he was in the way and drove him out of the house.

"Tsk tsk, it's true that virtuous and kind, it's heartwarming!"

Putting on his coat, Zhao Hanxin walked out of the house and saw a piece of snow sweeping away in front of the courtyard, revealing the dark ground. He could still vaguely distinguish the traces of the two followers who were kicked out of him when they fell to the ground. The pine and cypress in the distance were dyed white by thick snow, and crystal icy hangs on the branches, which looked particularly empty and quiet, but also refreshing.

"It's so heavy snow!"

Zhao Han took a deep breath, and the cold air entered his body along the trachea, allowing his heart to be quiet and quiet. He looked up at the stone locks, iron piles, iron spears and other objects placed on an open space not far away. He moved his heart and walked over.

This is a small martial arts performance venue, only a radius of more than ten feet, paved with blue stones. In front are seven stone locks of varying sizes. On the left are eight-nine-inch thick steel piles, covered with dense fist marks.

Next to the steel pile, there were a row of weapons racks with swords, guns, swords and halberds inserted on them. Each piece was exquisite and shining with cold light. The most noticeable thing was a painted bow placed at the top of the rack, which was five or six feet long, with vigorous arms, and a hideous giant wolf was painted on it.

"According to memory, this bow has twenty stones, and one stone is 120 kilograms. To completely pull this bow open, you must have at least two thousand four hundred kilograms of divine power."

Zhao Han thought silently, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. He reached out to take off the big bow. Suddenly, a sense of familiarity arose. His arms seemed to have practiced for thousands of times. He held the bow with one hand and opened the strings with the other. The muscles on his body were as protruding as rocks, and the big tendons were tied up, which actually supported the robe, as if he had swollen a circle. The twenty-stone hard bow was pulled into a full moon.

"It's very simple."

With his arms in a bow position, Zhao Han felt it silently and had a general understanding of his current physical strength. Next, he adjusted his posture slightly according to the memory fragment he received, and locked his eyes on the target three hundred steps away. He reached out to take the ten iron arrows beside him, bent his bow and took the arrow, and shot light in one breath.

Then I heard a crisp "dodole" sound, and the string sounded, and ten arrows were inserted into the red bullseye three hundred steps away, and finally exploded with a "bang".

Seeing this, Zhao Han couldn't help but lose his mind. He was stunned. He put down his bow and said to himself: "With such a strong body, he will be bullied by others. He is really a very good soft boy!"

"Dongdongdongdongdong~" At this moment, a light sound came from the front, attracting Zhao Han's attention.

He followed the sound and stood in front of a large frozen pond. He stared blankly at the fire red carp swimming freely under the ice surface, and from time to time he used his head to hit the ice layer on the water surface to be in a daze.

"Is this the Fire Cloud Carp? It's really amazing."

According to the memory I received, this fire cloud carp was a strange species brought back by my ex's father when he went out to explore the secret realm. It was fierce by nature and had a great appetite. It was six feet long at the beginning and end, but it weighed two or three hundred kilograms of beef and mutton every day. Its body was bright in color, and the patterns on its scales were like clouds, which were extremely exquisite, and it was very human. When my ex saw it, he had been raised until now.

"Bang!"

"Crazy~"

Suddenly, the Huoyun Li suddenly dived to the bottom of the pond four or five meters deep, and then rushed up quickly, like a sharp arrow, hitting a thin layer of ice condensed on the water surface. The ice layer immediately shattered and the water splashed, causing Zhao Han who could not avoid it to become a scattered chicken. When the cold wind blew, it became even cold and trembling.

But Zhao Han did not feel cold. Instead, he laughed and watched with relish. He let the big carp play in the pool, making waves, stirring up the water everywhere.

Infected by the joy of Huoyunli, Zhao Han's somewhat depressed thoughts were relieved a little. His thoughts floated as he couldn't help but review the useful information he had obtained after sorting out his ex's memories.

At the beginning of the distant ancient times, the way of heaven changed, and demons became the protagonists of heaven and earth, dominating the entire world. Human races and other alien races had difficulty in survival, and were the blood food and food of demons, and they were frequently destroyed by the clans several times.

However, the great way to the Lord also leaves a glimmer of life for the human race.

That is the lineage of life warriors created by Emperor Gou Chen. By cultivating their bodies, strengthening their souls, and experiencing life forms, they can gain the force to compete with demons and protect the human race from generation to generation.

Superman, Lingyun, Huanzhen, Baodan, Shiling, Taixuan, these are the first six realms of the life warriors that Zhao Han knows. Each realm is divided from weak to strong, and is divided into nine levels. With the profound cultivation level, the power of the life warriors will become stronger and stronger. Some life warriors with high cultivation level are said to be able to do all kinds of incredible things in the legend, such as picking stars and taking the moon, carrying mountains and filling the sea, calling the wind and rain, flying clouds and fog, sprinkling beans into soldiers, etc.

The ex-father, Zhao Shengya, the leader of the Zhao clan, is a powerful warrior at the seventh level of Lingyun. He can rush forward five or six hundred miles in just one cup of tea, and drag a hundred cows to walk around.

However, if you want to become a life warrior, you must realize your own life before the age of fifteen, so that you can have a glimmer of hope. If you want to realize your life, you must first have the ability to sense and touch your soul, that is, to reach the fifth level of foundation building.

Zhao Han was stuck in this step and had no breakthrough for four consecutive years, so he became a laughing stock. However, the culprit of all this was the wooden slip hanging between his neck, the token left by his mother who had never met before.
Chapter completed!