In his view the world he lives in was still the same, yet the pain he suffer is much, much more…
*Slap!* a slapping sound can be heard as the cheeks of a young man in knees reddened due to the brutal force that smashed through his face, then barrages of slaps came and boom! His face all swelled as he flew backwards with his pale skinny body.
The young man still forced himself to stand up, with a *Whap* sound a bone piercing scream can be heard, his right arm shattered as a feet smashed to it, such pain! “Such insolence! Take this fucker for blocking my path!” The young man who was currently bullied now was called Trashy Fuck by the mass, for his cultivation was the lowest in the school, yet his true name is, Tiāntáng qūzhújiàn, a half Filenese, born from a loving Chinese father and a sweet Filipina, this more is a reason why he was being bullied for he was currently in China, sent to seek strength and wisdom from the Martial Path.
Ten minutes of beating passed, and Tiāntáng qūzhújiàn looked as a withered flower, his breathing was ragged and his body was covered with bruises and blood, pain was seeping through the very core of his soul, yet what can he do? Tell his parents? that was not a way of the martial arts! Yet he only has average talent in training in the way of the dao, such hard fate befallen Tiāntáng qūzhújiàn.
The surrounding students did not mind as they stepped on them as if he was just a floor, as if he was just a trash on a floor! Yet he did not mind, silently he cursed, slowly he cries.
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“Child” A voice seeps through his very ears, the voice contains profound truth, as such can only exist to those who trains in the Hardest path of the Martial arts, The Shǎn liàng ā xiūluō dào.
As soon as he heard the very voice of this man, his consciousness blackened as he slept in the darkness alone.
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Soon Tiāntáng qūzhújiàn awakened, he looked in various ways and saw an old man in his right, doing acupanture on his body, the pain he felt miraculously vanished and the broken bones of his right arm has been completely healed “Where am I, Senior?” Tiāntáng qūzhújiàn curiously asked, the old man stopped and pulled the needles as he said “You are in my quarter, young man” He then turned around and said “You may leave now, but hear my words first, If you don’t have the very strength, avoid the incoming danger, yet if you have the strength, face it with might and vigour for the Martial Path is the sole Path.”
“Then senior, If Martial arts is at its peak, will the very world crumble?” Tiāntáng qūzhújiàn asked as he was deeply affected by the profound words of the old man, hearing no responds Tiāntáng qūzhújiàn left and said his goodbyes.
Soon the old man muttered “It will”