War God Asura

After hearing the words of the white-clothed boy, the black-clothed boy clenched his fists, his fingers creaked, his unwillingness was self-evident.

"You and I are far worse than..." After a moment of silence, the black-clothed boy suddenly shouted. With a sudden movement of his feet, he rushed towards the white-clothed boy again, and this time the speed was actually faster than It was much faster just now.

"Overpowering" facing the black-clothed boy who came again, a fierce look appeared on the white-clothed boy's face. He slowly raised his right fist, and an invisible gas stronger than before quickly condensed again.

"Xing Jue, enough." Just as the two were about to fight, an indifferent voice sounded from outside the field, and after hearing this voice, the black-clothed boy and the white-clothed boy actually stopped and looked down the field together. Of a burly man.This big man is two meters tall, and his strong muscles are clearly visible even through his coat. This is the instructor of Xing Jia who is responsible for training the "new blood", a high-level martial artist.

The "instructor" looked at the Xingjia instructor under the training ground, and the black-clothed boy whispered, and at this moment, there was a trace of tears in his dark eyes. It was an unwilling tear.

"Xing Jue, I know you are very unwilling, but this is the rule of the family. Today I asked you to compete with Xing Feng as an exception. I think you now know the gap between you and Xing Feng, right? "Looking at the black-clothed boy, the Xingjia instructor didn't have the slightest emotion on his face, and said coldly, and after hearing the instructor's words, the black-clothed boy also bowed his head and said nothing for a long time.

"The gap between the martial artist and the martial artist is irreparable, because for a martial artist who can control the spirit of martial arts, any attack by the martial artist is almost ineffective."

"Well, even if you can't become a martial artist, the Xing Family will not abandon you. From today on, you will be allocated to the Xing Family's various industries, do your job well, and perform punishment in another way. Family service, this is the best repay you can give Xing Jia's years of training." After seeing Xing Jue's silence for a long time, the instructor turned around and said solemnly to the teenagers behind him.

After hearing the words of the instructor, the teenagers walked out of the training ground in an orderly manner under the arrangement of the family. They are all people who have not grown up in their bodies. Young people like them are called "waste blood". For them, the Xing Family will no longer reuse them, but will be allocated to various industries as domestic slaves and workers. Even if they perform well, they can only be small supervisors. Today is the day they are transferred.

Looking at the people who were gradually dispersing, the black-clothed boy in the field also slowly walked off the competition platform. After a glance with the instructor, he slowly walked out of the training ground under the leadership of the servant.

"Hey" looking at the back of the black-clothed boy who was gradually leaving, the instructor suddenly sighed, and a look of regret also poured out on his serious face.