The Legend Of Immortal Phoenix
Hardness Alive

Wu Yi Feng staggered, his stomach that had been rumbling now no longer felt, even though he himself had not eaten for a few days. It was all because the hunger had been replaced with the pain of being ganged by the three members of the kaipang.

The little boy, who was not even 8 years old, walked straight to a long-abandoned temple, where he usually spent the day and slept there at night, the dilapidated temple was like a home to him.

Although Wu Yi Feng had a special body, where every wound he suffered would soon recover in a short time, but the pain was still felt.

Wu Yi Feng drowned his body among the dry straw that had always been his comfortable bed. That night the air outside felt so cold, even Wu Yi Feng had to wear layers of clothing just to warm his body.

The morning came so slowly at least for Wu Yi Feng, the boy could not sleep all night due to the hunger and also the whack of cold. The next day he immediately packed some of his things because today he wanted to go from there and continue his journey.

The little leg had already walked for almost half a day, the sun unseen in the slightest from the morning, making the air even colder, signifying the coming winter.

That day Wu Yi Feng was a little lucky because there was a good person who gave him two bakpaos. Wu Yi Feng immediately ran to retrieve the bakpao, he ate one of them and kept the other as a stock.

A few weeks later, it had been snowing heavily since morning, leaving almost the entire place covered in thick snow. The air feels so cold that few people want to do activities outside the home.

Wu Yi Feng himself had been used to not eating for days, the boy was now more able to resist hunger because of the circumstances that forced him, he had also decided to make every effort to survive, one of them is stealing.

With the martial foundation he mastered, it was not difficult for him to jump from one place to another quickly and hide when the situation was not safe, like this time he managed to take some meat sandwich, he managed to take some meat sandwich, Wu Yi Feng ate it a little, while the rest he kept.

The action went smoothly until one day he was caught, some guards chased after him and beat him to death when caught.

"Bas on the little thief..!! Once again I see your face, I'll take you to court.." Threatening the guard who rewarded Wu Yi Feng with a raw bogem, made the little boy's nose bleed.

Wu Yi Feng bowed in lethargy, the boy smiled bitterly, there was no more pain he felt except an anger. A grudge against those who have no conscience.

Cold air was no longer felt, the pain all over his body was quickly disappearing, too, but his disgust and resentment for them - those who are not compassionate make it more and more heart-rending to throw away his human side.

Wu Yi Feng got up and started hitting a tree, he had to be strong, strong and strong. That was the only thing that was now the purpose of his life, the little boy continued to train alone, no matter the cold weather, Wu Yi Feng recalled - recalling all the teachings given by his late father.

One day in winter, there was news that a small college called Lantern Justice was opening enrollment to look for new talents, those who managed to enter could sleep and eat in college. Wu Yi Feng who felt this was a good opportunity to change his life, started looking for information and came to the Lantern sect of justice.

"Hey little rascal, what are you doing here??" Ask a gatekeeper.

"Is this really the Lantern sect of justice? I want to sign up uncle..?"

Hearing this the two of them (The gatekeepers) laughed, "Hahaha... How strong do you think you can be accepted in the Lanterns of justice, little kingpin??"

"At least I should try it first.."

Wu Yi Feng stepped in with a cold and ungrateful look. Although the Lantern of Justice sect belonged to a small sect in the Han empire, but their college turned out to be quite extensive.

Wu Yi Feng walked down the place, until a middle-aged swordsman came up to him.

"Little boy, what are you doing here??"

"I want to sign up to be a student here, sir.."

'Hm.. All right, then you follow me.."

Wu Yi Feng also followed the man to a gate, where there were many children his age who were also queuing for the college entrance test.

"True here, wait until your name is called. Oia what's your name? Let me register.."

"Wu Yi Feng's.."

"All right.." The middle-aged man left Wu Yi Feng alone and headed for a table where there were some warriors with ages who were also quite old.

Wu Yi Feng chose to sit in the corner while looking at how the children were in the test, they advanced one by one, then checked and told to touch a black stone.

Those who escaped were the ones whose black stones lit up brightly. Wu Yi Feng did not understand what it was, yet he continued to pay close attention. If he managed to get into this sect, then his whole life will change, he no longer has to scavenge food from garbage, steal and also does not have to live on the streets.

'Wu Yi Fan's.."

Finally it was Wu Yi Feng's turn to be summoned, he stepped forward to where several warriors were sitting with high confidence.

"Sit down, son, I'll check your body.." An old man revealed Wu Yi Feng's left arm then started to check his pulse. For a long time he examined her, until he finally said back, "I'm sorry young man, I can't feel the sea of energy in your dantian, your body is dry.. And I don't think you have a future as a swordsman, you better start thinking about other professions."

"No way, I've been learning the basics of martial arts since I was five..!!" Denied Wu Yi Feng.

"Then have you ever studied the next stage or stopped only at the basics of martial arts??"

"That's because.." Wu Yi Feng certainly could not tell if he could not learn because his father was killed. Wu Yi Fan stood up and passed away from there, dashed was his hope to change fate. Now he had to go back to looking for leftovers and feel the cold of the bone-chilling air once again.

Wu Yi Feng continued to think about the words of the old man, if indeed he had no talent as a swordsman, where perhaps his father did not know.

Wu Yi Feng continued to walk without direction, until finally the snow that fell continuously made him unable to withstand the cold. The boy, who will soon be eight years old, fell and was unconscious in the middle of a pile of snow that was getting thicker.