Martial Arts in a Troubled World: It Starts with Peeping at the Neighbor's Sister

Looking at the two big white steamed buns, Xu Hua swallowed his saliva several times. He really wanted to take a bite. It must feel very comfortable.

Hungry.

Too hungry!

He worked in a mine outside Heilong Town. He worked all day without drinking a sip of water or eating a meal. Because he was slow, he was whipped by the foreman.

Now his whole back was burning.

Looking at the foreman lying on the chair with two big white steamed buns, Xu Hua was really greedy... But there was nothing he could do, he could only work hard.

After working hard for 500 years, the country's fortune declined, the people in the world were living in poverty, natural disasters and man-made disasters, gangs in the city, sects occupying the mountains, human lives are like grass, and people are really worse than dogs.

Just like the biggest force in Heilong Town is the Zhou family, which has won over the resources around Heilong Town.

…

There are people from thirteen years old to fifty or sixty years old in the mine, and everyone's skin is sunburned.

Xu Hua raised his aching arm, and the heat between his breaths was unbearable. He held a chisel in his left hand and a hammer in his right hand to keep digging ore.

"It's hot and hungry, and I can't even drink a sip of water. Damn, they really don't treat me as a human being." Xu Hua exhaled.

Next to Xu Hua squatted a thin black-faced boy, about sixteen years old. His name was Fugui, Xu Hua's neighbor, and he grew up with him. They were childhood friends.

Fugui secretly took out a big pancake from his arms. There was still dust on the pancake. Fugui blew a breath and handed the pancake to Xu Hua.

"Brother Hua, eat quickly, don't let anyone find out."

Xu Hua put down the chisel in his hand and ate the pancake in big mouthfuls. He didn't know why he traveled through time and space to this guy, and became a low-level miner who couldn't even eat enough.

This life is worse than a dog's.

According to the memory in his mind, he worked as a hard laborer in Zhou's mine for more than twenty days, and earned thirty copper coins a month.

If you don't do this job, you will starve to death. If you do it, you can barely survive.

The world is difficult, and people die everywhere.

Others who traveled through time are either emperors, the saints of sects, or rich and powerful. As a result, he was not even a dog when he traveled through time.

Chu Biehe saw Xu Hua and Fugui slacking off, stood up and walked straight towards them. He waved his hand and slapped Fugui and Xu Hua on the back with a snap.

It hurts!

It hurts so much!

Fugui gritted his teeth.

Chu Biehe kicked Fugui over with one foot: "Fuck, who the hell told you to rest? Hurry up and move. Do you still want your wages?"

Fugui climbed up from the ground, endured the pain in his chest, and smiled, "Yes, yes, we will work now."

"Don't be lazy, or I will beat you to death, believe it or not."

"Master He, we won't be lazy." Fugui nodded and bowed.

Then Chu Biehe took the whip and went to other places.

Xu Hua took the hammer and started to dig hard.

Fugui wiped the sweat off his face, "Brother Hua, when did this end?"

"Brother Hua, your back is bleeding."

Xu Hua nodded, "I know."

Xu Hua gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain to work. He was whipped just now, but he did not resist or struggle, because he knew that he would be punished by the foreman if he resisted, and he would be paid in two days.

However, since he had traveled through time, Xu Hua naturally did not want to continue to be a low-level person.

This world respects martial arts, just like the Zhou family in Heilong Town. It was because the head of the Zhou family had terrible martial arts strength that he won over resources from all over Heilong Town.

Only by practicing martial arts can you change your life!

Only by practicing martial arts can you become successful!

When Xu Hua thought of this, he suddenly frowned again.

Practice martial arts?

How to practice, how to practice?

He couldn't even eat enough, how could he practice martial arts, and practicing martial arts required a method.

Xu Hua suddenly remembered from his memory that there was a tattered old book at home, which seemed to be called Qianniu Zhang, and was left by his grandfather.

Thinking of this, Xu Hua couldn't help but burst out with a swear word.

"Yes, I'll go back and take a look. I want to practice martial arts and make a name for myself!" Xu Hua said in his heart.

At this time. The foreman just now waved his whip and hit another worker fiercely. The worker was only thirteen years old.

"Fuck, you are also lazy?"

The foreman hit him seven or eight times, and then dragged the thirteen-year-old boy to a boulder.

"Master He, I was wrong, don't hit me." The boy knelt down.

With a snap, Chu Biehe raised his foot and kicked the boy away. The boy's head hit the sharp stone, bleeding on the spot, and soon there was no movement.

"Damn, he is really weak, and he died like this?"

The other workers saw this scene and dared not speak.

Because this foreman Chu knows martial arts and is a martial artist. He can beat several people by himself.

Fugui gritted his teeth, "He's dead, this foreman Chu killed someone again, human life is really worse than dog's."

Xu Hua saw this scene, and his sense of crisis became stronger and stronger. Today this young man died, and tomorrow it might be his turn.

But if he quits this job, he will starve to death.

Xu Hua's eyes were firm, and he asked himself in his heart.

"Practice martial arts, you must practice martial arts."

...

The sun set and night fell. Xu Hua exhaustedly completed today's task, and then dragged his exhausted body with Fugui to a dilapidated yard.

Fugui was next to Xu Hua's house.

Xu Hua entered the room and began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets. Finally, he dragged out a wooden box from under the bed. After opening the box, he found a tattered book inside.

Looking at the tattered book, Xu Hua felt a little hot inside, and the humiliation in his heart seemed to be washed away immediately.

"Thousand Bull Palm! It is indeed a palm technique left by my grandfather."

Xu Hua opened the book and began to pose in the same way as above, but after fiddling for a while, he consumed a lot of energy and it was useless.

"No, it doesn't work at all. Is it really impossible to turn over in this life?"

Just when Xu Hua was thinking about life, he suddenly heard a rustling sound next door. Xu Hua looked at the sound and found that there was a small hole in his wall.

Xu Hua was curious about what this was, and then looked at the hole. It turned out that Zhang Wan, the sister next door, was bathing.

Who dug this hole?

Xu Hua took a look at Zhang Wan's delicate and plump body and immediately retracted his gaze.

Can't look around, Zhang Wan, the sister next door, is very good to him, making clothes for him and feeding him.

It would be embarrassing if he was caught, he is not the kind of person who peeks at people taking a bath.

Just when Xu Hua turned around, his feet slipped, his head hit the table, and he fainted immediately.

When Xu Hua woke up, he touched his bruised forehead, "Fuck, I'm so unlucky to be in your body, you are such a loser."

Speechless Xu Hua cursed, but the next moment, Xu Hua was startled, he saw a line of small words appear.

[Successfully activated the system, successfully entered the Qianniu Palm]

[System type: one-click upgrade]

[Host: Xu Hua]

[Age: Sixteen]

[Cultivation: None]

[Upgrade points: 0]

[Martial arts: Qianniu Palm (not yet started)]

Xu Hua pinched his thigh fiercely.

It hurts, it really hurts!

He was ecstatic, because this was the golden finger he was so familiar with...