Chapter 2: Transmigrating to the Nine Provinces, bragging makes me stronger

Taohuadao, an isolated island overseas.

Because it is planted full of peach trees, and also because of Huang Yaoshi, it is famous throughout the world.

At this moment, in an open space.

Three men are surrounding a young man.

The leader, Huang Yaoshi, has a refined appearance, a tall and thin build, and a dashing, spirited demeanor.

His eyes radiate a sharp light; although he looks handsome, there is a hint of evil in him.

He holds a flute in his hand, looking high-spirited and serene as a god.

"Mochen, today this old man will test your Martial Dao aptitude."

"If your Martial Dao aptitude passes, then follow me to practice martial arts."

"If it doesn't, you may choose one from the zither, chess, calligraphy, or painting; becoming a top scholar in the future is not a bad path either."

Huang Yaoshi looks at the handsome young man before him.

Three days ago, a divine object fell from the sky onto Taohuadao, and when he arrived, he discovered Xiao Mochen.

Huang Yaoshi once thought Xiao Mochen was an immortal descended to earth.

It is a pity that he discovered Xiao Mochen had lost all his memories.

So he decided to take him in as a disciple.

Of course, just in case, Huang Yaoshi decided to test his aptitude.

If it turned out to be a mistake, it would be troublesome.

His, Huang Yaoshi's, disciple must absolutely not be an ordinary person.

"Alright!"

Xiao Mochen nods.

He transmigrated from the modern era to this Comprehensive Martial Arts World three days ago.

Because he feared his identity as a transmigrator was too shocking, he pretended to have amnesia to gather information.

In this world, there is the hegemon of one side, Xiong Ba, and the Snow Moon Sword Immortal, Li Hanyi.

There is the schemer, the Bad Commander, and the Sword Saint, the sage of the sword path.

It can be said that the Jin Martial, Gu Martial, Fengyun, Qin Shi, and Shaoge martial arts worlds are all fused together.

It is called the Nine Provinces, and experts are everywhere.

Heavenly Men can split mountains, and immortals can break the seas.

The peak of Martial Dao can destroy a world.

It can be said to be magnificent and vast, boundless.

In his previous life, he always had a martial arts dream.

To drink wine in big gulps and eat meat in big mouthfuls.

To ride the fiercest horses, taste the most beautiful women, and practice the strongest martial arts.

To witness the customs of various places, one person and one sword, wandering the Jianghu.

Now, is he finally about to step into the Martial Dao?

As a transmigrator, he should have decent aptitude, right?

"Alright, let's begin now!"

Huang Yaoshi begins to examine Xiao Mochen's bones and pulse.

Martial Dao cultivation is not something that can be achieved just by putting in effort.

It also requires Martial Dao aptitude.

With this Martial Dao aptitude, if one's root bones are strong, cultivation will be twice as effective with half the effort.

However, after this examination.

Huang Yaoshi frowns; Xiao Mochen's meridians are blocked, completely like a cripple.

Even any ordinary person in the Nine Provinces is stronger than Xiao Mochen.

Strange!

He has seen weak ones, but never one this weak?

Huang Yaoshi frowns.

"Master, how is Mochen's aptitude?"

Wu Mianfeng cannot help but ask.

Can he have a new junior brother?

After three days of getting along, although Xiao Mochen lost his memory.

His words and actions, and his unconstrained thinking, made him quite fond of him.

"Mochen's aptitude is hard to describe."

"It is even worse than an ordinary person, completely a cripple among cripples."

Huang Yaoshi withdraws his hand with a long sigh.

He has never seen such weak aptitude.

Strange, how strange!

Could it be that everything was a misunderstanding, and Xiao Mochen is not an immortal descended to earth?

"I am a cripple among cripples?"

Xiao Mochen is stunned.

But he understands it afterward; after all, he is a modern person.

This body is already in sub-health, certainly unable to compare with the commoners of the Nine Provinces martial arts era.

However, Xiao Mochen is still somewhat unwilling.

He finally transmigrated to a Martial Dao world, and he hasn't even had a chance to roam freely.

Is he sentenced to death immediately?

"Master, could it be a mistake?"

"I once saw some records in medical books."

"Some people possess special constitutions, and this Martial Dao aptitude cannot be measured by common sense."

"It might even require special methods to guide."

"Could Mochen be like that?"

Wu Mianfeng cannot help but remind him.

"Are you the master, or am I the master?"

"Special constitutions, Martial Dao geniuses, do you think I don't know about them?" ===== CHAPTER 3 =====