When the weak wears into a stallion male pig

Everyone's astonishing gazes, Senior Lance's thirsty attitude for knowledge, made Shangguan Qingrong finally find a sense of fascination for all sentient beings.The piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and hops were all inseparable from him back then, but now they are famous again because of them, but how long has it been?In the previous life, he recited poems and wrote lyrics, and spent his spring and autumn. In this life, he cultivates both magic and martial arts, and has no time for romance.

Pity him for being so full of talent and tenderness that he doesn't know who to throw it to.

He was tenderhearted, hesitant to speak, under Lance's scorching gaze, he couldn't help but his dimples flushed and his eyes flickered.After finally overcoming the shyness in his heart, when he was about to answer his question, there was a voice outside the door that was enough to break his heart: "Master Drizzt, so you are here. The master sent me to pick you up... and The two people who came to pick you up in the morning go home."

Full of tenderness, it suddenly turned into flying frost. Shangguan Qingrong raised his eyes and saw the butler Ollivander without any surprise. He was standing there upright with a completely alienated and polite smile on his face.Seeing that someone from Shangguan Qingrong's family came to pick him up, everyone went their separate ways and paid no attention to it; and the Lance senior only regretfully asked him to teach himself next time when he had time, and to follow everyone in the music club. left.

In the huge music exhibition hall, only Shangguan Qingrong and his three roommates were left.

Facing the housekeeper who came with a heavy responsibility, not only Shangguan Qingrong, but also his three accomplice roommates felt pain in their hearts.Especially Colin who personally took the coachman of Huberley's family to the treatment center.He said he was bold and fearless when he did it, but when he found his head, he was guilty and timid. He somehow lost all his previous courage and wished he could shrink himself into a ball.

But he is still a responsible person. Although he is afraid, he still thinks that what Shangguan Qingrong did is more serious than what he did - after all, he was the one who hurt others, and he just helped beat them up.These days, he has watched Shangguan Qingrong suffer at both ends. Every time he returns home, he seems to have peeled off his skin. If his father finds out that his son violated his will and beat the person he sent...

Maybe, his good friend, good classmate, their free provider of snacks these past few months—— Drizzt?Huberley will leave them forever, and will never be able to go back to the magic school!

Colin struggled for a long time, and then saw that Shangguan Qingrong was still as if struck by lightning, his face was like gold paper, and his anger was like a silk thread. He didn't even have the guts to leave with the housekeeper.Seeing this situation, Colin's brain became hot, he moved his feet, and rushed to Shangguan Qingrong, comforted him half-supported and half-armed, and surrendered himself to the butler: "Actually, I came up with this idea, and I am the person." Helped, no, it's none of Drizzt's business!"

"No, this is all my idea, and it's none of your business!" Shangguan Qingrong was moved, but some unbearable memories of the old days unconsciously appeared in front of his eyes.

When he was in the palace back then, I don't know how many people were executed by the emperor just for saying a few words to him or giving him something.There was nothing he could do at the time, except to cry to himself, and he couldn't help them.But now, now that he is a third-level magician and fourth-level fighter, and his martial arts are not low, does he want to repeat the regrets of his previous life and only watch others sacrifice for himself?

Obviously, he himself insisted on going against his father's will to participate in the exhibition. Colin and the others didn't know about it at all. How could they blame him at this moment?

Now his father also regards him as his heir, so he beat him to death unexpectedly. At most, he was beaten, locked up for a few days, or unable to go to school anymore. He was still sent to the countryside to be guarded by someone like last year...

Other than death, there is no major issue. How can he burden others with the guilt that he can bear with his whole body?

He made up his mind, smiled sadly at Colin and Miloch behind him, pushed them away, and strode towards the butler.At this time Ollivander was talking to Norton, seeming to explain, but also seemed to promise, saying that he would never dare to blame the three young masters.Shangguan Qingrong walked up to Norton, gently pushed him away, and tried his best to give him a last smile: "Francis, please don't take it for me if you have caused a lot of trouble. This matter is not a big deal, you don't need to worry about it anymore. It's gone. I'm going home first, bye."

After finishing speaking, he nodded towards the butler, and then walked resolutely towards the dormitory without looking at his roommates.

After rescuing the person he knocked down, Shangguan Qingrong was sandwiched between two knights who protected their whole bodies with battle qi armor, and returned home dejectedly like a prisoner.

When he got home, his father's cold face and burning eyes made him feel that his future was bleak.He stood on the porch, listening to the two knights report to his father in detail how they were assassinated. Even the location of the acupuncture point he pointed to was clearly remembered by the two knights. The clothes were shown to Baron Huberley.

These two people, who were only subjected to such a slight fingering wind from him at that time, can still clearly recognize the acupuncture points now, it is really extraordinary!

Shangguan Qingrong listened carefully to those two people's analysis of his exercises, but the more he listened, the more surprised he became.He was born in a family of martial arts since he was a child, although he has not learned much, he always has some knowledge, it seems that such a person who has never been in touch with acupoints can recognize and memorize acupoints so clearly, he must be a person with extremely high talent in martial arts!

He remembered that his father said that all the knights in the family were fighters above the seventh level.Although he himself is a fourth-level fighter, he probably came here by luck. Even what he learned recently is a clumsy method of exercising his body, and he has never learned the real and profound fighting qi.And these two people are three levels higher than him, and they have studied martial arts so intensively...

It seems that fighting qi becomes more and more difficult to learn, it is not as simple as he thought before.It's ridiculous that he made an oath at the beginning to learn to become an eighth-level fighter before the age of 20. Is this really possible?

He listened intently to the two knights talking, thinking about his own thoughts from time to time, but he didn't notice that the original anger in Baron Huber's eyes gradually subsided, and he looked at him with a look of surprise and admiration.

Finally, he waved his hand to stop the attack of the two knights, and walked slowly towards his son.

Shangguan Qingrong consciously sank his knees, fell to his knees, and said sincerely: "I shouldn't have disobeyed my father's order to participate in the club competition, let alone trapped two knights and sent the coachman to treatment." Museum. I know my fault is unforgivable, please punish my father."

Baron Huber frowned and helped him up vigorously. "You are my son, what kind of bureaucratic talk are you talking to me? If you really realize that you are wrong, can you still do those things? Huh, when did you not listen to what I said, do you think I don't know you?"

Shangguan Qingrong was terrified when he heard it, he wanted to kneel down to plead guilty, but he didn't dare, so he had to lower his head and only responded, begging his father to punish him.

Unexpectedly, Baron Huberley did not intend to punish him at all, but directly took him to his study, gave him a seat, and discussed vindictiveness with him in a strange and kind manner.

This time Baron Huberley talked about the theory of vindictiveness and the method of releasing vindictiveness, Shangguan Qingrong was no longer a useless thing, one ear went in and the other went out.He deeply felt that fighting qi was as advanced as martial arts.If one wants to pass the eighth-level battle qi test and reach the level of inheriting Huberley's family, it is not only easy to achieve by accumulating battle qi.

People who learn martial arts, don't they want to acquire peerless martial arts. Isn't it because people who have no internal strength and can't use them can't compare with those who have weaker internal strength but superior moves?

At this time, he was eager to learn, and he only listened to and memorized those advanced fighting qi theories, but he never realized that the person who told him these things was his father who was deeply afraid of him.Immersed in the profound knowledge of fighting qi, he clapped his hands to agree with the subtle points from time to time; he dared to ask questions when he heard puzzles; sometimes he combined fighting qi with martial arts, expressed his own opinions, and argued a few words with his father.

It was also the first time for Baron Huberley to communicate with his son in such a good way. At first, he just talked about some knowledge. Later, he was very happy when he heard that Shangguan Qingrong was extraordinary. Knowledge was poured into Shangguan Qingrong.Sometimes after listening to Shangguan Qingrong's mixed martial arts and fighting qi, he would actually think about it, comprehend it himself, and at the same time explain it for Shangguan Qingrong.

The more the father and son talked, the more addicted they became, and finally they felt like an ordinary father and son.It was also rare for Shangguan Qingrong not to regard him as a terrible father, and simply admired his profound knowledge, deep thinking, and deep understanding of fighting qi.

This discussion about vindictiveness did not come to an end until his stepmother, Mrs Huberley, knocked on the door of the study.Baron Huberley also told Shangguan Qingrong to get up early tomorrow to practice kung fu, and when he came back from the palace, he would take a good look at how he used fighting energy to cause specific injuries that caused people to be unable to move independently.

His father doesn't seem to be that scary.

Shangguan Qingrong was lying on the bed, the memory of the discussion just now hadn't faded in his mind, his father's approving eyes and words of encouragement were still in his ears.

He couldn't help but think of the few exchanges he had with his father after he traveled to this world.Although Baron Huberley was cold and terrifying, it didn't do him too much harm.He has neither possessed him nor used any punishment, even if he was beaten back then, it seems that it was because he refused to take good care of his body and wanted to die.

Later, he made many mistakes and confronted his father face to face in order to inherit Huberley's family, but his father never did anything to him. Instead, he hired a master to teach him at home, and to this day, he personally takes care of him. Explain the principle of vindictiveness.

Could it be that Baron Huberley treated him like this, is what a father and son should look like?

Yes, in the world, there should be monarchs, ministers, fathers and sons, like in the previous life, a father who would have lust for his own son should not be the norm.

So he also has a father?One, don't treat him as a spoiled pet, don't covet his body, just treat him as a son sincerely, care about him sincerely, and teach his father?

Thinking of this, Shangguan Qingrong felt a sore nose, and the eyes were also hot, covered with a layer of mist.He buried his head deeply in the pillow, and kept spinning a sentence in his mind: He has a father, and like everyone else, he has a place that can be regarded as a real home!

This night, Shangguan Qingrong hardly fell asleep, and was afraid that he would think too much in his head, and would go crazy if he meditated, so he had to toss and turn on the bed, looking at the sky light outside the window from time to time.As soon as he saw the light, he hurriedly got up to wash up, changed into a large training suit, and went down to the courtyard to practice fighting qi.

It doesn't matter if you are a little tired, even if you go back to school and have to work harder to burn off your muscles?His father cared for him so much, how could he not fulfill his father's request in return?What's more, if he doesn't practice hard, how can he pass the eight-level grudge test before the age of 20 and inherit the Huberley family?

The more he practiced, the more he worked hard, and when the knight who taught him came, he asked all the things that he didn't feel right about in the past, but he didn't ask because he didn't care about the success or failure of the battle qi, and followed that person. The teacher's actions, correct the mistakes and omissions one by one, and write them down carefully.

He absorbed a lot of elemental power while meditating every day, and refined it into internal power in his body. Its depth and purity far surpassed that of fighters of the same level.At this time, if you put more effort into practicing the moves, you can improve by leaps and bounds.

His advances in one day far exceeded his usual one-month accumulation. The knight who taught him fighting spirit was dumbfounded and surprised.Could it be that this child has used some kind of potion to transform his body?Although entering the country like this is fast, it will cause great harm to his body, and it will limit his future development possibilities!

Teacher Knight secretly sighed in his heart, and planned to talk to the Baron about this matter after he came back, and let him discipline his children, so as not to go astray, waste his talent, and hurt himself even more in the end.