Chapter 1: Dark Side of Campus
In the evening, on the tree-lined path of Donglin No. 1 High School, the afterglow was like a bloody setting sun.
A thin young man was holding a tree for support with one hand and covering his chest with the other hand, gasping for air.
"Sir, even if I didn't drink Meng Po soup, I wouldn't have been tortured for eighteen years."
The young man laughed at himself and took a break to move his body again.
A young man who was once an underground boxing champion was burned to death due to a fire in the arena. When he woke up, he was reincarnated and turned into a newborn baby.
For eighteen years, he had to endure the double loss of blood and spirit at least once a day.
It was as if there was a terrifying monster in his body, plundering his vitality all the time, making him weaker and weaker.
As he grew older, he gradually understood that he was not reincarnated, but his soul traveled to a parallel world.
This seems to be a technological society, but it is actually a world of high martial arts.
Almost everyone exercises, and there are also legendary warriors.
However, the level of warriors is very high and difficult for ordinary people to access.
"Jiang Mingyang, where are you going?"
The young man was about to leave when a strange mocking sound sounded in front of him, and three figures blocked his way.
The visitor's name is Jiang Wenjun, he is 1.8 meters tall and weighs 280, like a mountain of meat.
The legitimate son of the second master of Donglin Jiangshi Financial Group, and the two people behind him are his followers.
"Jiang Wenjun, don't go too far!"
Jiang Mingyang raised his head numbly, his already ugly face became even gloomier, and there was a rage in his heart, like a volcano about to erupt.
Over the years, he and his mother depended on each other, living a very warm and happy life, and he gradually accepted the fact of time travel.
But three years ago, his mother told him that his cheap dad was the head of the Jiang family and she wanted to take him to recognize his ancestors.
Unexpectedly, the head of the Jiang family disappeared mysteriously, and their mother and son's nightmare began.
"Trash, you have to look like trash, what kind of attitude do you have!"
One of the followers shouted in disdain, looking at Jiang Mingyang like he was looking at garbage.
In this world where martial arts is common, those who are thin and weak are useless and are the target of bullying everywhere.
Another follower raised his foot and kicked Jiang Mingyang in the lower abdomen, and said disdainfully: "Imitate the barking of a dog. Young Master Jiang will be happy. Maybe he will reward you with a blood-nourishing pill."
"Hurry up, a blood-nourishing pill costs 30,000 yuan. It's worth kowtowing for it, you poor guy."
The two followers took turns bullying him. Jiang Wenjun, who was like a mountain of meat, looked down at Jiang Mingyang with a teasing smile on his lips.
He just liked to look at Jiang Mingyang's sad and angry face, where he wanted to resist but was unable to struggle.
Jiang Mingyang tolerated it for three years, not because he had a good temper, but because he was filial and feared that his mother would be implicated.
"Sir, sooner or later, I'm going to hang you up and beat you."
Jiang Mingyang cursed in his heart that his life was being robbed crazily again, and a strange voice sounded in his mind.
"Charging completed, the system is starting, and the attribute interface is being generated...
The owner of the contract was in critical condition due to recharging. It was detected that the owner of the contract was under threat, and an emergency plan was activated to temporarily increase his strength to a junior warrior. "
Before Jiang Mingyang could figure out the situation, power like a mountain roaring and a tsunami burst out from his body, leaving him no time to think about it.
"This is the power of a warrior, the power that can crack gold and crack rocks!"
The terrifying power surged and collided continuously, giving him an indescribable sense of relief, but also gave him an unquenchable desire for revenge.
Jiang Mingyang's eyes were fierce and cruel, and the ferocity that had been suppressed by maternal love for eighteen years was completely awakened at this moment.
"Hey, you dare to stare at me, you are quite brave. You two set him up, and we can play with whip kicks."
Jiang Wenjun had a joking look on his face. Jiang Mingyang felt the changes in his body and said with a smile, "Jiang Wenjun, don't force me!"
"Forcing you? I am forcing you, and I am deliberately torturing you. What can you do to me, even if you dare to beat me."
Jiang Wenjun looked like he was in need of a beating, as if he had already taken control of everything.
"OK."
Jiang Mingyang sneered, his right leg turned into an afterimage like a whip, and he quickly kicked out three provocative kicks, knowing the essence of speed, accuracy and ruthlessness.
"Hiss... howl howl howl..."
The three of them gasped almost at the same time, and slowly fell to their knees and rolled with wailing sounds. Their faces were filled with disbelief, but they were too hurt to speak.
Jiang Mingyang really dared to take action, but they were as helpless as babies to resist.
"Whip the legs! Kick the balls! Does it feel good, doesn't it feel good, does it feel good!"
His fists were stained with blood and he punched one after another. A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Mingyang's mouth, like a bloodthirsty and violent beast.
Although it is said that it is never too late for a gentleman to seek revenge after ten years, it is so satisfying to avenge him on the spot.
Jiang Wenjun wailed in pain and said in disbelief: "Jiang Mingyang, how dare you hit me!"
He is the legitimate son of the second master of the Jiang family. Jiang Mingyang, a good-for-nothing illegitimate son, can never be offended.
Jiang Mingyang slapped Jiang Wenjun on the face and said disdainfully: "What's wrong with hitting you!"
Don't you like dogs barking? Give me a conquest tone, otherwise I'll poke your butt. "
"Jiang Mingyang, how dare you!"
Jiang Wenjun exclaimed in pain, but Jiang Mingyang smiled ferociously: "Then let's try?"
Thousand years of killing, face-breaking punch, chest-shattering palm, peach-stealing claw...
In his previous life, Jiang Mingyang had been hanging out in the market all year round. Every move he made was extremely destructive, and he had many ways to punish people.
"Jiang, Mingyang, my dad is Jiang Changyuan, I...
Please, stop hitting, stop poking. Woo woo woo, woof... woof... woof..."
"Oh, your scream is not pleasant enough. Let me help you."
Jiang Mingyang smiled cruelly and pulled off a thick branch from the admiring tree.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Mingyang was holding a thick branch on the ground, squatting on the ground and gasping for air.
The three people's faces were swollen like pig heads, curled up on the ground and wailed in pain, with blood seeping through the cloth at the dusty buttocks.
The surging power slowly receded, and Jiang Mingyang turned from a powerful warrior into a sickly ghost again.
The huge gap between before and after made him feel a huge psychological gap, and also made him obsessed with power.
"If you don't want to be humble and don't want to be bullied by others, you must have enough power!
I don't want to endure it anymore. I want to be a warrior, I want to control my destiny, I want to make the enemy look up, fear, tremble, and despair!"
Jiang Mingyang's heart was fanatical and restless, and his hands were not idle.
After a while, he took out a wallet and a small porcelain bottle, and a few lines of text appeared in his mind.
Defeat three enemies, resource value +1. Get 10 blood nourishing pills, resource value +10.
Before entering the body refining realm, 1 resource value can restore a little blood or spirit, and every 10 resource value consumed can increase the upper limit of blood or spirit by a little.
The owner's attribute interface has been generated and can be called up with the mind. Only the owner can see it.
Jiang Mingyang suppressed his joy and observed the attribute interface.
Name: Jiang Mingyang.
Qi and blood value: 15/35.
Spirit value: 30.
Resource value: 11.
Grade: None.
Combat skills: None.
The owner's Qi and blood value is too low, please replenish it as soon as possible.
"I have lost my vitality over the years, and I finally found the reason.
But where did the system come from, why did it exist with Wu, and does it have anything to do with my crossing."
Jiang Mingyang was excited after suddenly obtaining the system, but he became worried again.