Time passed. Tang Tian's shouts changed from high-pitched to low, and then into hoarse cries. Only the sound of his fists cutting through the air never stopped.
Punch, punch, punch …
For low-level martial arts, physical strength is the foundation for everything. For five years, he had relentlessly trained extremely hard every single day. The amount of training he did was far beyond what people could imagine, and this was what strengthened his astonishing endurance.
His courageous strength showed the shocking amount of training he had endured.
In the face of this crazy and high-intensity training, even people with strength similar to Tang Tian, who tried this kind of training for the first time, would definitely not be able to accept it.
Right after the last trace of strength was exhausted, Tang Tian crashed onto the floor, lying on the ground like a puddle of mud.
Difficulty Training was too crazy. Even if there was True Power constantly repairing the body, even if hunger did not exist in this strange space, the amount of concentration used was the same, and equally astonishing.
His energy was continuously drained until practically nothing remained. He would then start cultivating the Secret of Growing Qi, and once his energy recovered, he would dive into a new set of training.
With this method, Tang Tian never wasted even the slightest bit of time.
However, as time passed, this kind of high-intensity training would increasingly burden the body. Fatigue became harder to recover from, energy cultivation required more time, and the pain from training needed longer to heal.
Adding the long duration of focus, his mental condition was constantly worn down. Tang Tian felt like his head was about to split from the dull pain.
The coldness of the black stone floor transferred to his cheek and awakened him slightly. Yet he did not even have the strength to move a single finger, as if the body was not his own.
At this moment, he should be practicing mental cultivation, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not sit back up.
Fatigue rippled like ocean waves, causing his eyelids to become heavier and heavier.
Sleep, just sleep here, sleep now, how satisfying that would be…
A satisfying voice suddenly came from within his brain, filled with temptation.
Sleep, you have done well, sleep for a while, you deserve it…
It seemed like his brain had a demon hiding inside, constantly whispering to him.
Tang Tian tried to keep his eyes open and wanted to climb up, but his entire body was so weak that he could not even move a single finger.
"NO! I do not want to sleep! I want to train!" Tang Tian shouted in his heart, either to himself or to the demon in his mind.
"You no longer have enough strength to train. Sleep, after you sleep, you can continue training. You have already done your best, you have trained enough. Do not force yourself. Why treat yourself so cruelly? Sleep for a while, it will be very satisfying and very sweet…"
"NO! I want to train! I want to train! I only want to train!"
Tang Tian was someone who could explode easily. When strong anger surged through him like red-hot lava, his entire body burned in an instant.
His anger created deep stubbornness and unwillingness.
He was like a provoked lion. His body trembled uncontrollably, but his eyes burned with a sea of fire.
He opened his red eyes, staring fiercely at the reflection on the cold icy floor, roaring with a hoarse voice from the gap between his teeth and slowly squeezing the words out.
"As a man who is like a god, how can you admit defeat?"
"I want to go to Immortal Constellation Mountain! I want to find Qian Hui! We will go to Heaven's Road together!"
"You already made a promise, how can you give up now?"
"Tang Tian…"
"Never give up…"
"Do not give up!"
With one furious roar came an explosion of energy from nowhere. Tang Tian slowly supported his body, opening his eyes wide with a ferocious look, veins bulging on his forehead.
His body trembled continuously, yet he slowly sat back up.
Sweat from his body dripped like a river, forming a mirror-like surface on the floor that reflected his unyielding shadow.
You can never give up… Tang Tian… you are already far behind others…
Ten Days.
Tang Tian's consciousness became somewhat blurred, and he could not clearly see the red numbers or the time. At this moment, he instinctively supported himself as his fist suddenly flew forward.
The red numbers jumped at lightning speed.
Tang Tian could hear the rapid beating of his heart and his rough, heavy breathing.
There are many things to do… how can I give up just like that…
Persevere for a while… I just have to endure for a little longer…
He did not know how much time had passed. In his trance, Tang Tian could only feel the world spinning. He calmed his mind as a smile slowly appeared on his exhausted face.
Ha, I won…
This was the last sentence he could remember.
Behind the Light Door, where no life existed, there was a line of red numbers.
30000!
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In the main hall of the Zhou Clan, many clan elders had arrived.
"This matter affects the image of our Zhou Clan very negatively."
A white-haired and bearded old man spoke. Although he was already old, he held a walking stick with a dragon head. His eyes were bright and clear, containing no anger, yet still giving off an authoritative presence.
He was the most prestigious and highest-ranking elder of the Zhou Clan. Even the Patriarch of the Zhou Clan had to respectfully address him as the Great Clan Elder.
This clan meeting had been convened personally by the Great Clan Elder.
"Our Zhou Clan has stood upright in the martial world for the past 400 years. Our ancestors established this family house, and it was not easy. My generation and those after it—not only can you not maintain this family inheritance, you even allow our ancestors to be humiliated. These past few days, I have had difficulty sleeping."
The Great Clan Elder's tone was solemn and respectful yet heavy. No one in the main hall dared to make a sound.
The Clan Patriarch felt as if he were sitting on pins and needles, sweat constantly dripping down. If the Great Clan Elder opposed him, his position as Patriarch would immediately become unstable.
From the tone of the Great Clan Elder, if he proposed removing the Patriarch from his position, half of the clan elders present would definitely obey.
"It is all my fault! My discipline was not strict enough…" Patriarch Zhou criticized himself with a low voice.
Without even looking at him, the Great Clan Elder coldly snorted.
"You say it was your discipline that was not strict enough? I do not believe that the descendant of the Zhou Clan's ancestors was almost killed by a trash student! If this old man remembers correctly, Zhou Peng is the candidate for the next generation's Patriarch, correct?"
Patriarch Zhou immediately broke out in cold sweat, his face looking as if he were about to die.
This matter had been blown out of proportion. The entire Star Wind City knew how Zhou Peng had lost face because of Tang Tian. It was extremely humiliating.
Honestly, in the past few days he had already heard many rumors spreading around and had been worried. However, he had never imagined that his worries would become reality.
He could only answer softly.
"Peng'er is still young and still not sensible. It is unavoidable that he would act rashly. However, his talent and body are actually very good."
"Oh, really?" The Great Clan Elder's expression became grave and stern.
"Since his body is good, then let true gold not fear fire. Within one month, he will personally handle this matter. The reputation of the Zhou Clan was thrown away by him; he must go and retrieve it himself. As a successor, if he does not even have a little awareness of this responsibility, how can he become a successor? Whoever becomes the next Patriarch is not important. What is important is that the position of the Zhou Clan Patriarch will never be handed to a useless piece of trash!"
The Great Clan Elder's voice turned cold and firm as he shouted.
"Correct!"
"Let his strength speak for itself!"
"The Great Clan Elder speaks wisely!"
One after another, many clan elders agreed.
Patriarch Zhou knew that at this moment he was cornered. He clenched his teeth and said,
"The Great Clan Elder is right. If he is useless, I will treat it as if I never had him as a son!"
The Great Clan Elder's face relaxed slightly.
"We have seen all your hard work over the years. But no matter where or when, you must all remember this: the reputation of the Zhou Clan must not be insulted! You are still young and can still give birth to a few more sons, allowing our household to flourish."
"Yes!" Patriarch Zhou bowed and replied.
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Patriarch Zhou gloomily watched Zhou Peng happily rush into the house.
"Father! I finally know where Tang Tian went! He ran to Caramel Academy. Haha, that is the third-to-last trash school!"
Zhou Peng shouted excitedly.
"I really investigated for a long time but found nothing. If Ah Mo Li had not transferred schools, I really would not have discovered anything!"
When Tang Tian beat him at the school gate that time, even though Zhou Peng's father had already forced Tang Tian to be expelled from Andrew Academy, Zhou Peng had never let go of his desire for revenge.
Since childhood, he had never lost face in front of so many people before.
It was extremely humiliating.
Tang Tian!
Thinking about the day Tang Tian grabbed his neck and the arrogant and savage look in his eyes, Zhou Peng's fists unconsciously clenched.
Tang Tian, soon you will know my strength!
"Peng'er, there is something I need to talk to you about." Patriarch Zhou said in a low voice.
Zhou Peng then noticed the strange expression on his father's face and asked curiously,
"Did something happen?"
"Regarding Tang Tian, I want you to resolve it yourself."
"That's great! I still have not used the Spirit Card [Golden Dragon Rod] that Uncle Pan gave me that time. A Rank Three Silver Grade Spirit Card. I will definitely beat Tang Tian like a dog!"
Zhou Peng immediately sounded excited.
"No!" Patriarch Zhou shook his head.
"The Great Clan Elder said you must handle it yourself, and you cannot ask others to help you."
The satisfied expression on Zhou Peng's face froze.
"Has the Great Clan Elder become senile or what?"
"Impudent!" Patriarch Zhou's expression became extremely strict.
"It seems that all these years, I clearly have not disciplined you enough! Starting today, you will train with Zhou Mu!"
Zhou Peng then noticed the almost invisible boy standing beside his father.
Zhou Mu was his father's number one guard, usually slow and calm, usually quiet and not talkative. However, he was full of power with unfathomable strength.
What made Zhou Peng feel even more fearful was that Zhou Mu did not talk about sentiment or feelings. As long as his father gave him a task, it would definitely be completed.
"Zhou Mu, Peng'er will be given to you. I do not care what methods you use, but within one month I want him to reach the third level."
Patriarch Zhou said coldly.
"Whatever expenses you need, go and take them."
"Yes." Zhou Mu replied without emotion.
Zhou Peng almost fainted and wailed miserably.
"Father, I do not want to…"
His miserable cry suddenly stopped as Zhou Mu struck him, knocking him unconscious, and then carried him out.
Patriarch Zhou's eyes flashed with intolerance, but he firmly endured it.
Tang Tian!
Patriarch Zhou's eyes emitted a cold gaze. The main cause of this disaster was that man.
If not for the Great Clan Elder specifically ordering Peng'er to personally handle Tang Tian in order to vent his anger, he would have already hired someone to kill Tang Tian.
We will just let this brat live for a few more days…
After Peng'er finishes dealing with him, we will find someone to quietly kill that brat.
Heh, every year some people disappear from Star Wind City.
Who would care?
Patriarch Zhou's face was covered with killing intent.