The Legend of Long Chu
Chen Long/Long Chu's

Ten years passed.

A young man with hair draped in a sweat that was as big as a corn seed, he unceasingly swung his hands and feet to hit and kick a single wooden tree.

The Wood Tree had already hit him from childhood. I don't know how much more time it will take to end the fight with the wood that is just silent.

An old Granny looked at the young man who was practicing by sitting casually in his hut while dangling his feet to the ground.

After seeing the young man stop and blow his injured hand, he immediately said "Don't be lazy to hit him My granddaughter, Just hit the Tree as you please, Hit to vent your frustration against me" He chuckled.

He continued punches and kicks while saying "Do I have to fall this tree and I can stop beating it, Grandma? Didn't Grandma fuck with him? didn't Grandma say that everything that lives needs to be loved?i" he asked innocently while controlling his gasping breath. But without reducing the rhythm of the punches and kicks he gave to the tree.

He was a child, but not as short as a child of his age. At a glance, one would think he was already Fifteen.

With quite a hard training done by him every day, making his entire muscles grow to perfection.

"Don't ask too many questions, you're going to be stupid!" Granny Zhou glared her eyes for a while then went inside the Hut.

Long Chu still did his act of hitting and kicking, although it was no longer noticed by Granny Zhou.

Until evening came to close the bright light, replacing it with dim moonlight. The young man leaned against the tree trunk he struck to relieve the fatigue and pain on his hands and feet.

Long Chu wiped away the excessive sweat on his forehead.two breaths after, He immediately stood up and ran into the stream and immediately jumped in full clothes.

Long enough to bathe, he swam upstream to reach the waterfall and sat down below. Then he meditated to recall the sheet about the mastery of the heart from the Book of Sword Gods..

He used to miss some chapters that he considered unimportant. Because his body was once quite contained, he deliberately jumped to the other Chapter, to speed up his training.

However, now he did not want to make that mistake again. Unless he starts from the beginning of the Chapter and practices according to the direction of the Book, If it does not finish one stage. He will continue to repeat that stage.

His memory of the book had already awakened when he was Five years old, Five years had passed, Now he was at the End of the first Chapter, Training the body.

And it was perfectly matched with the training that Grandma Zhou had given, She complained only to not be suspected and pretended not to know of any solid physical use. Because there's no way he's telling the truth, though,

That the real little Long Chu was long dead. And what now exists, is Chen Long who holds the title of the migrating Sword King filling the void of souls on that tiny body...

He recalled the second Chapter of the Book of the Sword God.he had to do meditation to gain calmness of heart and increase concentration.

The sound of crickets that are mutually unpretentious is not heard anymore. Because he has entered inner calm.

Under a shady tree someone is hiding. She was Granny Zhou who always paid attention to what Long Chu was doing.

"I don't know, what makes you train every night under a waterfall? I don't know where that is, but I will always keep you quiet. There is not much knowledge I can give you, for I am not a great warrior. I can only teach you to guard yourself with some empty-handed punching techniques, at least so that you are not oppressed by others if you blend in with other humans" He muttered and remembered his meeting with the little boy....

The morning sun gave off his light, smashing into Long Chu's eyelids, He immediately opened his eyes and turned his arms to the face to cover the glare that was interfering with his gaze.

"It was morning apparently! May Grandma Zhou not wake up and I have to find firewood and fish to eat" he murmured

Long Chu walked quickly and he saw a tree the size of his big toe he cut down with a small knife that was always on his waist, The knife was a gift from his grandmother just in case and was sometimes used to kill tigers or other animals.

He made the end of the tree he cut down a little pointed, then walked to the river he had memorized there were many fish. But there is also a culture.

He stood on a tree branch very calmly, Even the twig did not sway in the slightest bearing his weight. If you think about it with logic, it's a little absurd. But that's the reality now. He mastered the science of lightening the body taught by Granny Zhou perfectly.

Even Granny Zhou was sometimes confused, Why is that little brat so capable in martial arts?

His sharp gaze swept over the calm water and focused on the subtle movements of the swimming fish. When he had locked his quarry, he immediately jumped. The calm water immediately gushed out.

The buzzz! Three fish were directly impaled on that simple artificial spear.

"Hahaha I'm an expert at catching fish." He laughed happily then came out of the water with a quick swim. There is a big crocodile who feels its existence. However, his body is still small, despite having the memory of an old man.

Long Chu rose to the surface and cleaned the fish and took it home with his shoulder on his shoulder and walked down.

"Miss! I brought fish for us to eat" he cried from outside the hut excitedly.

"Burn it out, don't forget to spice it up!" Grandma Zhou said from inside the hut with a slight cough. He's getting old.

Not many people can afford to live hundreds of years in this world. And one of them is Granny Zhou, I don't know what makes her have a long life.

Little Long Chu finished cooking the grilled fish and brought it into the Hut..

"Miss! What the hell happened to you? Why is there blood on the floor?" Chen Long frantically looked at the blood. He immediately stood up and picked up a cloth to mop the floor.

"Granny's time may not be much anymore" she said with eyes that glared at Long Chu. He swung his hand to touch the cheek of his adopted grandson.

Long Chu approached to make it easier for Granny Zhou to stroke her cheek, The thing Grandma Zhou always does when she is sick.

"Don't leave me, Grandma! Who am I going to be the same? I will be a child" Long Chu said sadly. For some reason today her tears could not stand and it instantly unraveled..

Although his soul was the soul of an old man who also lived for hundreds of years. But seeing the person taking care of him would take a last breath. Making his heart plunge.