please!I don't want to be a villain!

The next day, Zhang Tianba came to the family martial arts arena with a nervous heart.

The bustling crowd seemed to announce the date of Zhang Tianba's death.

In a gloomy corner in the dark, an old man of the clan pointed at Zhang Tianba and told everyone, "That's the patriarch's son, you have to be smart, if you injure the patriarch's son, you won't be as good as you!"

At this time, a thorny boy was not convinced: "Why? If he is really good, can't he defeat me by himself?"

In fact, all the children of the family had this doubt in their hearts, but after all, it was the clan elder who spoke, and no one dared to refute it.

The elder of the clan looked cold, and looked at the stabbing head in front of him, "Are you good at beating? You can use it for a fart! When you come out, you must have influence and background! Whose family are you from?"

The stab head was still unconvinced, and reported his name, "Zhang family branch, Zhang Qing."

"It turned out to be a little bastard." The clan elder turned his head and said contemptuously.

Even though the thorny boy was unwilling, but due to the difference in status, he couldn't say anything more.

"Okay, let me say a few words first." The Patriarch of the Zhang family stood on the high platform, and his sonorous voice echoed through the audience, "As the patriarch, I, Zhang Erhe, am here to test the achievements of the disciples in the clan today..."

Zhang Tianba in the audience spit out a sip of tea directly. He sat on the chair, looked at the cheap father on the stage, and said in his mouth, "Fuck, Zhang Erhe, my father? Cough cough..."

From the beginning, he didn't pay much attention to his cheap father's name. After all, the two of them were really unfamiliar, and he was afraid that he would reveal his secret after getting in touch with him a lot.

After a long speech, Zhang Erhe slowly got to the point, "This time, my son Tianba will take the school exam with you!"

Everyone looked at Zhang Tianba in unison, and he felt uncomfortable for a while.

After several serious competitions, it was finally Zhang Tianba's turn to play. Looking at the expectant eyes of Daddy Cheap, Zhang Tianba's heart was racing.

What the hell!

This is wishing for me to die suddenly, no matter what, the worst is to admit defeat.

Zhang Tianba walked onto the ring slowly, expressionless, just looking at his opponent silently.

"I surrender!"

The three words came to everyone's ears, but the person who spoke was not Zhang Tianba, but the young man opposite Zhang Tianba.

wipe!

What happened?

How could a well-behaved young man admit defeat.

"Zhang Tianba wins, next." The clan elder shouted.

The elder of the clan turned around and boasted to the disciples who left the field: "Good boy, you are clever enough, this month's monthly payment will be doubled."

"Xie Clan Elder." The young man cupped his hands.

Soon another person came on the stage, Zhang Tianba closed his eyes and swung his eight punches indiscriminately.

"Ah, so strong!" The boy on the opposite side flew upside down from the ring as if he was being attacked by some invisible force.

"Very good, double the monthly payment, and get two more spirit stones." The clan elder smiled.

Zhang Tianba opened his eyes in disbelief, and thought to himself, "Could it be that the owner of this body is actually very strong, but I don't know it."

Thinking of this, Zhang Tianba decided to make sure again.

However, the subsequent battles were extremely smooth, as soon as he raised his hand, the opponent flew upside down.

"System, system..." Zhang Tianba tried to call the system in his heart, but there was no response.

It seems that I can only figure it out by myself.

The thorn-headed boy stepped onto the ring, and the clan elders narrowed their eyes slightly, don't cause trouble!Otherwise, there will be nothing for you to eat!

"My next Zhang Qing, I also ask the patriarch's son to enlighten me!" The thorn-headed boy slightly cupped his hands.

"En." Zhang Tianba nodded. According to the situation just now, it should be easy to solve this matter.

The next moment, the thorn-headed boy rushed towards Zhang Tianba with a lunge and jab. Zhang Tianba vaguely seemed to see a green falcon coming towards him, and it hit him in the abdomen with just one punch.

For a moment, Zhang Tianba's mind went blank, he didn't even realize what happened, everything happened too fast.

Opening his eyes again, Zhang Tianba had already rolled under the ring. He murmured, "What's going on? My strength has expired. Could it be an experience card?"

Zhang Tianba stood up slowly, rubbed his belly, and said, "I admit defeat."

The patriarch Zhang Erhe in the stands didn't look very good-looking, while the patriarch's face was very gloomy. This branch's thorn head really makes people worry.

Zhang Tianba walked to the outside of the martial arts arena. At this time, his mind was not on this competition at all.

"I should be a villain, or the kind of cannon fodder. No, I have to figure it out!"

He returned to Zhang's mansion and locked the door tightly, and began to straighten out his thoughts.

"Master." At this moment, the maid's voice came from outside the door.

"Don't bother me, let me take it easy." Zhang Tianba replied.

"If Lin Feng is the protagonist, then the boy who beat me up today should be the protagonist's little follower, and the twintails in the Yanyu Tower should be one of the protagonist's harem group."

Sure enough, this world is still too dangerous, thinking of murdering me in various ways all the time, as long as there is a conflict with someone related to the protagonist, what awaits me afterwards must be to be forced to slap me to death.

"I am the son of the patriarch now. According to the development of the plot, that Zhang Qing should be expelled from the family. Is it possible that Zhang Qing is the protagonist."

It doesn't matter, it's a big deal, I will stay at home from now on, I will have food and drink, and I will be served by others, why go out and seek my own death.

Thinking of this, Zhang Tianba decided to observe Gou Dao to the end. With the growth rate of the protagonist, he should leave this novice city in a short time, and then he can live the life of the second generation ancestor in style.

Outside the courtyard, Zhang Erhe asked the maid: "Why, Tianba still refuses to come out?"

The maid nodded.

"Forget it, you go down, I'll go and have a look."

Zhang Erhe walked to the door and said, "Son, that Zhang Qing has already been kicked out of Wang's house by someone I taught, calm down!"

"What!" Zhang Tianba slammed the door open, "Are you going to kill me?"

Sure enough, the general enmity is a sincere apology and it will pass, but this kind of teammate with a brain will deepen the enmity.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Erhe was puzzled, didn't he usually do that.

"I don't hate Zhang Qing, why did you drive him out? Get him back immediately." Zhang Tianba said anxiously.

He really didn't expect that this cheap old man reacted so quickly, as if the speed of light passed through the plot, he just thought of this, and he was already kicked out.

In the afternoon, they still couldn't find Zhang Qing. After all, it was the life and death of a branch disciple, so they didn't care too much.

But for Zhang Tianba, the meaning is different. The other party has disappeared, which is the root of the disaster and full of hatred.

"It seems that I have to practice too, otherwise there will only be a dead end."

In the following days, Zhang Tianba actively went to the clan to ask his seniors for advice, and the elders in the clan were also a little surprised:

"How long has it been since you practiced? How did you lose your cultivation?" The clan elder looked at Zhang Tianba in doubt.

"I'm not sure, can you tell me in detail?" Zhang Tianba said modestly.

The clan elder shook his head slightly, and looked at Zhang Tianba, "Are you really that kid? It's really rare for you to look like this."

Doubts belong to doubts, but the clan elders still answered Zhang Tianba's doubts in detail:

"Because we are in the next three days. Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. There are ten levels of cultivation..."

One realm, inner peeping: Introducing air into the body, peeking into oneself, washing the marrow and opening up the senses

Two Realms, Outer Plow: Exercising blood and body, polishing oneself, turning true essence into strength

Three realms, condensed: condense true energy, use qi to transform essence, and use essence to activate collaterals

Four realms, returning to the internal organs: the true essence enters the internal organs, refines qi to open the lungs, breathes in and out

Five realms, general knowledge: knowledge of the world, the spirit hides all things, and the breath is condensed in the body

Six realms, Hengda: the Qi unites the whole body, draws the spirit into the subtle, and condenses the Qi in the soldiers

Seven realms, uniform seat: achieve the throne, vertically and horizontally, uniform Qi and spirit

Eight Realms, Crossing the Void: When you enter the gate of the Void, you will break through the Void, and when you leave, you will be called the Emperor

Nine realms, Luozi: Luozi proclaims emperor, rivals the world, air pressure mountains and seas

Ten realms, breaking the emptiness: breaking the emptiness, cutting off the mortal world, and stepping on the way of heaven

"However, the strongest person in the next three days is no more than five realms, like your father and I are only three realms, your father has entered four realms back then, and he has condensed his own image, but as he gets older, his strength still declines gone."

In the next three days of practice, if you can't advance, you will only retreat. The middle three days seem to be a little different from the first three days.

"Won't the realm of the middle three days decline?" Zhang Tianba continued to ask.