Chapter 3.1: Wonderful Body

　　Yesterday, Luo Zheng had scared the steward to fright. It was of no surprise that he did not see him today. Rather, another steward came to pick him up. After putting on the shackles on Luo Zheng, he was led to the Martial Arts Hall.

　　As per usual, groups of Luo Clan disciples in the hall trained diligently in the morning mist.

　　They were bare-armed and did their best to beat rows of stone golems in the corner. Every time their fists collided with the stone golems, there would be a slight explosive sound. Even the air itself would vibrate.

　　The meat targets stood on the other side looking like they had lost their parents, their faces hunched and their mouths curled to bitterness.

　　The kind of life where they were being punched and kicked day in and day out was at times difficult to bear. Sometimes, they’d curl on their beds with wounds written all over their body, tossing and turning in agonizing pain; at times, it was difficult to sleep. They had no freedom, and they had no choice but to be eaten alive.

　　“The meat targets are all ready!” The Patriarch of the Luo Clan barked.

　　All the meat targets stood in a straight line with their waists straight. The meat targets knew the tempers of the teachers. If they were even slightly careless, they would be whipped. And the whip the teachers used was no ordinary whip. The disciples cared for by the Luo Clan each picked their own meat target. The one who picked Luo Zheng was an outer branch disciple with a st.u.r.dy body like a bear--this outer branch disciple’s name was Luo Dalong.

　　When the other meat targets saw Luo Dalong had chosen Luo Zheng, all wore a pitiful expression.

　　Though Luo Dalong had average talent he had inborn divine strength. And his strength, his strength was comparable to those above him.

　　Furthermore, he was fierce and a little bit brutal.

　　Luo Dalong raised his fist and stood at a ready stance, eyes looking at Luo Zheng with a hint of excitement.