C1 Leaf wind

Mainland Country, West Mist City.

The scenery here was very good. The people were simple and honest. Everyone cultivated their land for a living and occasionally hunted. It was a peaceful little city.

The thing that everyone admired the most was the hardworking people working hard. The thing that everyone loved to see the most was that the weather was smooth and the crops were plentiful.

Ye Feng had grown up in this small city.

He was an orphan and had experienced hardships since he was young. Thus, he was different from others.

When he was very young, he knew that many people could eat well without having to work at all. Many people were strong enough to kill a wild boar with a single punch.

People who do not have to work are considered rich.

People who could kill wild boars were considered cultivators.

Rich people could buy a lot of things with money. Cultivators were strong, they could protect themselves from bullying, and they could bully others as well.

Ye Feng did not think that money was good, but he felt that it was good to be strong.

He was a kind-hearted person. He didn't like to bully others, but was being bullied by others. Thus, he wanted to obtain the strength to protect himself.

However, training was not easy. Xi Lan City was a small city, and there weren't many cultivation sects. There were only some cultivation aristocratic families. Cultivation sects were recruited by outsiders, but cultivation aristocratic families were relatively closed. They rarely provided training opportunities to those with another surname.

Ye Feng wanted to cultivate, but he had never found the opportunity.

He lived in a wooden house at the foot of the mountain. He was fifteen years old and looked alright, but his muscles were very strong. When he was very young, he had started hunting in this mountain, selling off his prey and making money from it. This method was also the basis of his existence.

It was already afternoon when Ye Feng returned from his day of hunting. However, his harvest was not that good. He only obtained three hares. Even if he sold these kinds of prey, he wouldn't be able to earn much money.

He was about to rest when he suddenly heard someone talking outside. There seemed to be a lot of people, and one of them spoke in a familiar voice.

Ye Feng was shocked, and a trace of fear flashed across his face.

"Ye Feng, I saw you coming out, hurry up and come out!" An arrogant voice sounded from outside.

Ye Feng knew that the person who spoke was the young master of the Zhang family, Zhang Jie. And the Zhang Clan was a cultivation clan. It was said that the little gongzi's talent was not bad and had already entered the third phase of Yitian. He was hailed as the genius of the Zhang family.

Jie had always done a lot of bad things in the city. He was the little devil in everyone's eyes. Ye Feng was the target he often bullied. He would often come over to steal his prey. Sometimes, it would be displeasing to his heart and he would even beat him up.

The person Ye Feng didn't want to see the most was Jie.

He just didn't expect to meet the person he didn't want to see the most. This is such an unpleasant thing, Ye Feng thought.

He walked out reluctantly. He knew he had to go out, or else if Jie went crazy, it would get him into even more trouble.

When he came out, he saw that it was indeed Jie. Behind him were a dozen or so of his buddies. Some were cultivators, some were not. Everyone's eyes were on Ye Feng, as if they were looking at an interesting toy.

Ye Feng was not satisfied with this look. However, he had grown up in the crack between the lines. He knew that in order to not get hurt, it was best not to provoke these people. How could an ordinary hunting teenager like himself offend the young master of the Zhang family?

Jie stood in the middle of the group. He was wearing a black tight suit. He was slightly older than Ye Feng, sixteen years old.

Seeing Ye Feng coming over, Jie nodded with satisfaction and said to his friends, "See, Ye Feng is still very obedient, even more obedient than dogs!"

Hearing this, the people beside him burst out into laughter. They had heard Jie scold Ye Feng many times, but they always found it funny. It was already common for these people to bully Ye Feng. Sometimes, it would be uncomfortable if they did not bully him.

Ye Feng lowered his head, his body trembling in anger. He was extremely dissatisfied with the words of these people. He thought to himself, "One day, when I get my hands on a powerful mental cultivation method, the first one I'll have to beat up will be Jie until he cries."

Jie scolded Ye Feng, but still felt dissatisfied, so he said: "What game did you hunt today, show it to me!"

Hearing this, Ye Feng suddenly felt something was wrong. He knew Jie was a crazy person. Whenever he encountered something he didn't like, he would go berserk. The people of Zhang family had always been domineering in the Xilan City, and this might have something to do with their tutoring. If the prey was good, Jie would be satisfied after taking it away.

If the prey was not good, he might go crazy.

Today, Ye Feng did not have any good luck. He had only hunted the hare, so Jie was sure that he would not be able to catch it. He sighed in his heart and thought that this time, there would be some physical pain.

Ye Feng returned to his room, took out a hare, and threw it on the ground, saying, "Today's harvest is not good, that's all!"

Jie was tired and wanted to rest. He thought of Ye Feng and wanted to get some good food from him. Seeing the rabbit made him angry. He said angrily, "You didn't hide anything good, right?"

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "There's really only that many!"

Jie didn't believe him and said, "You guys, go search!"

He pointed at the two stronger youngsters beside him and said these words.

These two youths, regardless of whether Ye Feng agreed or not, just rushed into his room and started rummaging about. Ye Feng's heart was in pain. It seemed that his clean room had been messed up by these two fools.

After a while, both of them came out and said to Jie, "Boss, there's nothing else, just a few rabbits!"

Jie nodded and said, "It seems you are not hiding anything from us. What you are saying is the truth!"

Ye Feng bitterly smiled, concealing his fart, who could hide a bandit like you.

However, Ye Feng soon saw the smile on Jie's face, and his expression became more and more gloomy. He was also on the verge of going berserk, however, the situation was not looking good.

Jie said angrily, "However, how can these hare be kind to me?!" Come, Little Fatty, teach him a lesson! "

Just as he finished speaking, one of the two stronger ones, the one who was slightly fatter, walked out. He looked fat with big ears, but he was tall, one was taller than Ye Feng, and his weight was many times heavier.

When Little Fatso left, the fat all over his body started to tremble. He pointed at Ye Feng and said, "Stand there and don't move. Otherwise, you'll be in for it!"

Ye Feng felt a chill in his heart when he saw this person walk over. He wondered, should he resist?

To deal with this fatty, he had no problem at all. After all these years of hunting, his movements were extremely agile. And little fatty was clumsy, easily defeating him.

However, defeating Little Fatty was useless. Jie was the strongest enemy. This person was a cultivator, and his strength was several dozen times that of an ordinary person. With a strength of over a thousand jin, it was impossible for one to defeat him without cultivating.

As he was thinking, he suddenly felt a gust of wind, as if something was approaching. He subconsciously lowered his body and dodged it. This was an instinctive reaction of the body. After dodging, everyone let out a cry of surprise.

Jie and his friends were shocked. This guy dared to dodge.

These people were all very surprised. In the past, Ye Feng was always being honest because he had no one to rely on. He was always being bullied miserably by these people, and no one ever spoke up for him. This group of people had turned Ye Feng into the easiest person to bully.

Little Fatty did not hit Ye Feng, but heard the ridicule from his friends behind him, saying that he could not even beat Ye Feng, and angrily said: "I was just not prepared just now, how could I not win against that skinny monkey!"

While speaking, he threw another punch towards Ye Feng's face.

Ye Feng realized that the speed of this fist was way too slow. Little Fatso was not a cultivator, he was just an ordinary fat teenager. Ye Feng suddenly felt infuriated, was he going to let this trash bully him for the rest of his life? He suddenly felt displeased and aimed at Little Fatso's arm. After grabbing it, he threw it over his shoulder and fell to the ground with a loud thud.

Little Fatty felt that his body was out of control. After hitting the ground, he felt a sharp pain coming from his back, and he was still dizzy.

Ye Feng, on the other hand, took a step to his side, clenched his fist, raised it and aimed it at his face. Immediately, the bridge of his nose was broken, and blood flowed out.

Ye Feng disdainfully said: "Damn fatty, how could you be my opponent? In the future, if you see me, you better scram. Otherwise, I will beat you up every time I see you!"

Little Fatty heard this and quickly got up, crying as he returned to Jie's side.

The others, upon seeing Ye Feng exploding forth like a wild beast, all felt fear in their hearts. They all turned to Zhang Jie, waiting for him to make a move.

Jie didn't expect the meek lamb to turn into a mad thunderstorm. He was afraid of the look in its eyes. However, he soon realized that he was just an ordinary person, what was there to be afraid of? Thus, he immediately walked over.

Seeing Zhang Jie coming over, Ye Feng could not help but feel nervous, but he did not regret it at all.

Jie saw him and sneered before throwing out a punch.

It was different from Little Fatty's ordinary fist. Zhang Jie, who was in the third phase of Yitian, punched over with the sound of the wind. Although Ye Feng saw it, he could not react at all.

He couldn't keep up!

He immediately felt a strong force hit his chest, yet he was sent flying backwards. With a 'pa' sound, he fell onto the ground. He fell even harder than Little Fatty, and was unable to struggle for a long time.

Jie said coldly, "Trash, in the future, don't resist your master Zhang!"

With that, he left with his men. Little Fatty sneered at Ye Feng who was lying on the ground. When he left, he saw the rabbits on the ground, and he was really reluctant to part with them, so he took them and left.

Lying on the ground, Ye Feng didn't feel much pain from his back, but the pain in his chest was excruciating. Jie's punch was unbearable.

He could clearly feel the strength of a cultivator. His heart was filled with anger and yearning. When would he be able to obtain great strength?