A black doctor from a certain American comic

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It's almost night, and the jackdaws are crowing.

In the woods, a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old was lying.

The young man's name is Fang Heng, and he is a child of an ordinary family in Taiqing Mountain.

"Didn't I get hit by a car? How did I get here?"

His eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at the unfamiliar environment around him with a confused look on his face. Suddenly, Fang Heng felt his head buzzing, and countless pictures came up, making him faint.

When he woke up again, everything was understood.

Fang Heng muttered.

"Martial Artist Continent, Wu Xuan Dynasty, True Martial Sect, Martial Arts!"

"I...I actually traveled through time! I still traveled through time into the body of a person with the same name!"

In his previous life, Fang Heng was a young man on earth. When he was shopping, he accidentally discovered that a fast-moving large truck was about to hit a little girl. At that time, he felt anxious. He only cared about pushing the little girl out, but he was hit by a car and died. When he woke up again, he came to this world.

"It's a good thing to be reborn, but according to the memory of this body, the original owner did not live a good life." Fang Heng murmured.

In this world where the strong is king, it is not that simple to become a warrior. To learn martial arts, you must first look at your qualifications and bloodline. Originally, Fang Heng had extremely thin warrior bloodline, but he still devoted himself to martial arts and determined to enter the Taiqing Mountain True Martial Sect. He was rejected once, and this time he was beaten seriously by the gatekeeper disciple Liu Tai. His consciousness was shattered, and he was reborn in his body.

"Is your bloodline thin?" Fang Heng murmured, "Forget it, let's find a way to do something else."

Through the memories in his mind, Fang Heng knew that bloodline was crucial to the cultivation of a warrior. The concentration of bloodline in his body was too low, so even learning martial arts would not be of much use, so he naturally had to find another way out. ·

After patting the dust off his body, Fang Heng stood up and prepared to go back. At this moment, his body suddenly shook. He couldn't use any strength and fell softly to the ground.

"what happened!"

A sharp pain surged up, as if a steel needle was slowly being drilled into his whole body. Fang Heng looked at his exposed arm tremblingly. There was nothing abnormal, but the pain was still there.

"Is there something wrong inside the body?"

Thinking of this, Fang Heng sat up with difficulty, sat cross-legged according to the meditating method in his memory, and looked inside.

I saw a dark red flow slowly flowing under his originally dim blood, and traces of white spiritual energy were slowly seeping into the body from outside the skin, converging towards the dark red along the veins.

"It turned out to be a new bloodline, and this pain turned out to be caused by the forceful entry of spiritual energy into the body!"

Fang Heng was stunned. Through his memory, he knew that all warriors in this world only have one bloodline, but now he has two!

Before he had time to think, more intense pain began to surge up. Fang Heng closed his eyes and tried to activate his new blood. The surging spiritual energy in his body began to transform immediately.

Under the transformation of this spiritual energy, his inner energy grew rapidly, and powerful feelings surged up one after another. Suddenly, a loud rumble came from his body, and a strong aura was released, and Fang Heng was overjoyed, knowing that he had broken through the first level of the ninth level of martial arts!

The most basic level of martial arts training in this world is that of martial disciple. There are nine levels of martial arts. It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to advance to each level. Previously, Fang Heng did not even reach the first level due to his thin blood, but he broke through in an instant. Got it!

With the excitement in his heart and the power of his new bloodline, Fang Heng opened his eyes and wanted to stand up, but the spiritual energy around him surged in even more fiercely. He only felt that his internal energy increased again, and the loud noise was heard again. This time Not only has the martial arts disciple broken through to the second level, but he has also broken through to the third level!

Breaking through the third realm in an instant. If someone saw this speed, their eyes would probably pop out!

The speed of absorbing spiritual energy gradually disappeared, and Fang Heng finally opened his eyes and exhaled.

"Hehe, that little loser Fang Heng is probably doomed this time. Senior Brother Liu is not going to take this lightly."

"It's better if it's over. That loser doesn't have any warrior blood and still wants to enter the True Martial Sect. If he does, what will we do..."

In the distance, the sound of two people talking reached Fang Heng's ears, which made Fang Heng frown. Just when he turned his head to see who was speaking, he suddenly realized that the world in front of him was completely different. Little doctor.

The world seemed to be much brighter. The ants on the tree trunks, the aura in the air, and even the figures of the two people in the distance seemed to appear before his eyes.

"Huh? It seems that as the realm has improved, the senses will also improve. This new bloodline is so powerful." Fang Heng's eyes changed, "But other people only have one bloodline. Those whose bloodline contains two attributes are geniuses, but I have two. Bloodline, this is too weird and I can’t let others know about it. If asked, I will say that I have a dual-attribute bloodline.”

Most warriors' bloodline only contains one attribute, and only a few people contain two attributes. Such people are considered geniuses in this world. Fang Heng's new bloodline is very powerful, so it is natural to use this excuse.

Making a plan in his mind, Fang Heng looked coldly at the two people in the distance, "Trash? Humph, it won't be long before you guys will see clearly who is the trash!"

Turning around, Fang Heng walked down the mountain.

According to Fang Heng's original memory, Fang Heng knew that his father Fang Xiaotian was once a disciple of the Zhenwu Sect and a very popular genius. Unfortunately, during a training session that year, he went crazy and was in a state of confusion. Since then, He became depressed, married an ordinary woman, and gave birth to Fang Heng.

Fang Heng had always disliked this impression of his father. Due to the extremely low blood concentration, his father often asked him to put down his martial arts and become an ordinary person, which was unacceptable to Fang Heng.

Now Fang Heng understands. After experiencing Mrs. Liu's beating today, he understands what his father Fang Xiaotian really means. His bloodline is not high, and even if he learns martial arts, he is destined to be bullied. It is better to be an ordinary person.

"But at this moment, everything has changed!" A flash of light flashed in Fang Heng's eyes. With the power of new blood, he believed that learning martial arts was no longer out of reach.

Soon, Fang Heng went down the mountain and arrived at the door of his home. He pushed open the dilapidated wooden door and immediately saw a woman with a yellow face, who was his mother, Peng Lian.

"Heng'er, how are you!"

The woman also saw Fang Heng at the same time and immediately exclaimed.

"Mom, I'm fine." Since Fang Heng's original memory had become his memory, this mother's shout was extremely natural.

"It's okay! I heard from people in the village that you went to Zhenwu Sect again to try to enter the sect, but you were injured by the disciples of Zhenwu Sect. Your father is anxiously preparing to go to Zhenwu Sect to find you." Peng Lian said He looked at Fang Heng back and forth until he confirmed that Fang Heng was really fine, then he felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What about my father?"

"Preparing things in the back room." Peng Lian pointed to the back room, and Fang Heng immediately walked in.

The moment he entered, Fang Heng saw a middle-aged man whose face was very similar to his own. It was his father Fang Xiaotian. He was holding a long knife in his hand and was obviously ready to go out.

"Dad." Fang Heng was moved when he saw this. His father was not in good health to begin with, but now that he heard that he was injured, he went to find him immediately. This shows that his father cares about him. He was really a jerk before.

"Huh?" Fang Xiaotian turned his head and saw Fang Heng standing in front of him. His expression relaxed at first, and then he immediately shouted angrily, "I told you long ago, you have to be an ordinary person and do your duty. How come you don’t listen and go to Zhenwumen!”

"The child knows his mistake and is sentenced to unlimited punishment." Fang Heng immediately knelt down, his eyes showing true feelings.

"You..." Seeing Fang Heng's actions, Fang Xiaotian was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that his son, who usually talked back to him, would be so obedient today and take the initiative to kneel down and admit his mistake.

"Dad, your injury hasn't healed yet. Don't be angry in the future. The child was ignorant before, but from now on, the child will definitely respect you and your mother." Fang Heng said to Fang Xiaotian seriously.

Hearing his son's words, Fang Xiaotian was stunned. Two flashes of light flashed across his eyes. He suddenly turned his head and muttered, "I don't know what made you crazy today. Okay, let's go out and wash up and eat."

"Yes." Fang Heng nodded and retreated.

In his previous life, Fang Heng was alone. In this life, Fang Heng merged the memories of two people, so he would naturally cherish his parents.

After dinner, Fang Heng returned to his small courtyard. The courtyard was surrounded by stone piers and wooden figures, which Fang Heng used for daily practice.

Standing in the center of the yard, Fang Heng's body slowly began to shake, blood gurgled, and suddenly, his fists flew out.

"The first of the three moves of the Overlord, the Overlord is born!"

Boom!

The strong wind danced, and the stone pier in the courtyard was hit by these fists. It exploded on the spot and fell into pieces!

"Second move, burn the cauldron!"

Both fists exerted force again, and the ferocious power vibrated twice. The wooden dummies behind the stone pier were all broken by this force, and dust flew into the air.

"The third move, call the gold to withdraw the troops."

With a low drink, Fang Heng's figure was like a ghostly phantom, and he returned to where he was in an instant, as if he had done nothing.

"What a powerful force! It seems that not only my cultivation speed has increased, but my martial arts comprehension speed has also increased very quickly!"

Looking at the destruction he caused, Fang Heng was extremely excited. This was already a sign that he had reached the peak of Overlord Fist training. As a warrior, blood concentration is one thing, and martial arts comprehension is another. Now that he has this kind of With his bloodline and perception, the path to martial arts has opened the door to him!

Without wasting time, Fang Heng began to return to his room to practice. At this time, a shadow of the Overlord appeared in his mind.

This is the highest secret of Overlord Fist, Overlord Soul. It is said that only the most terrifying genius can visualize the secret of a martial arts, and he has done it now.

Time passed like water. When Fang Heng opened his eyes again, the sky was already bright.

As soon as he moved his body, his inner energy surged and his energy and blood surged. Fang Heng was stunned for a moment. Through his induction, he realized that his realm had once again broken through the first level and entered the fourth level of a martial artist!

"What kind of bloodline did I get!" Fang Heng murmured to himself. In just one day, he broke through the fourth level one after another. If this speed spread, it would probably alarm countless people!

After being stunned for a long time, Fang Heng's eyes flashed and he said secretly, "No matter what, my qualifications are different now. I must enter the Zhenwu Sect. The resources in it are my necessities, otherwise the qualifications are useless. If others ask, I’ll just answer with the excuse I thought up yesterday.”

After making a decision, Fang Heng went out directly without even saying hello to his parents, and headed towards the Zhenwu Sect on Taiqing Mountain.