The strongest game system

"Wow, it's so hot." When it was about to dawn, the little fat man suddenly caught fire all over his body, and he was so frightened that he kept thrashing about, trying to extinguish the fire on his body.

Seeing this situation, Ye Feng was also startled, and immediately made a move, pounced on the little fat man with a burst of energy, and extinguished the flames on his body.

"Huh." When Ye Feng ignited the flames on the little fat man, the boy stood there straight, exhaling a cloud of black smoke from his mouth, his face was completely black.

Zhao Hanya and the others had already woken up when the little fat man caught fire. They were still worried at first, but they couldn't help laughing when they saw the little fat man's appearance.

Hearing the whispers of Zhao Hanya and the two, the little fat man, who was not in any serious trouble, looked over in an instant.

Seeing the little fat man looking over, Zhao Han laughed even more happily: "Hahaha, brother little fat man, you look so funny now, I am dying of laughter, hahaha."

Zhao Hanle's words made the little fat man realize something, and he wiped his face with his hand.

It's okay not to wipe it off, but the little fat man's hands were originally pitch black, but this wipe made his face even darker, and even two flowers appeared.

"Pfft, hahaha, I laughed so hard, hahaha." Seeing this situation, Zhao Hanle laughed even harder, as if his stomach hurt from laughing, so he squatted on the ground and continued laughing.

And Zhao Hanya seemed to be unable to hold back any longer, and directly covered her face, as if she was afraid of making a fool of herself.

Seeing this, Ye Feng was also speechless for a while, almost couldn't help but also laughed, and finally held back, saying: "Little Fatty, why don't you go in and wash it."

"Oh." Hearing Ye Feng's words, the little fat man quickly turned around and ran into the bathroom to wash.

"Brother Feng." Soon, the fat man's voice came from the bathroom.

"What's wrong?" Ye Feng responded.

"Well, I don't have any clothes to change, can you find me a set of clothes?" In the bathroom, the little fat man faltered.

Hearing this, Ye Feng realized that it was true that the little fat man was on fire just now. Although he was not injured, the clothes on his body were not so lucky.

There are still a lot of clothes in the package of Ye Feng's system. Although it may be a little small for the little fat man, it can still be used.

Taking out his largest set of clothes from the system package, Ye Feng stuffed it into the bathroom along the crack of the door.

"Thanks, Brother Feng." The little fat man who got the clothes finally breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked him from the bathroom.

After a while, the little fat man came out wearing Ye Feng's clothes. Although the little fat man had lost a lot of weight, Ye Feng's clothes were still a bit small for him, and his body was strangled in lumps.

"You... look so handsome." Zhao Hanle almost laughed again when he saw the little fat man's clothes, but finally he came back to his senses and changed what he wanted to say.

Of course the little fat man knew what Zhao Hanle wanted to say, but he just rolled his eyes and didn't say anything, but looked at Ye Feng and asked excitedly: "Brother Feng, Brother Feng, I've reached the first level of Futu Jue .”

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and said: "I already know, otherwise you wouldn't have roasted yourself into a piece of coke."

When Ye Feng said this, the little fat man was also a little embarrassed, but he was more excited. After all, this is a magical practice, otherwise he would not suddenly catch fire, and it would not hurt him at all.

Thinking of this, the little fat man suddenly became curious, and followed the instructions in the cheat book to circulate the thin energy in his body.

Suddenly, a blood-red flame burst out from the little fat man's hand.

"Wow, it's amazing." Seeing the flame in the little fat man's hand, Zhao Hanle came up curiously, and even wanted to reach out to touch the blood-red flame, but fortunately, Ye Feng blocked it.

"Don't touch it, this thing is not fun, it will hurt you." Ye Feng stopped Zhao Hanle and said.

"Oh." Hearing Ye Feng's words, Zhao Han flinched and nodded with some fear.

"Come on, give me a try." Ye Feng said to the little fat man.

"Ah?" Ye Feng's words not only stunned the little fat man, but even Zhao Hanya looked at Ye Feng inexplicably.

Ye Feng said a little dumbfounded: "Don't worry, the little fat man can't be my opponent even if he trains for a few more years, come on."

The last sentence, Ye Feng said to the little fat man.

Seeing what Ye Feng said, the little fat man didn't hesitate, and punched Ye Feng directly.

Although the little fat man was only on the first floor of the Buddha Art, when his fists were attacking, there was a layer of faint blood-red flames.

He didn't resist, he just wanted to test how strong the little fat man who had trained to the first level of Buddha Art had.

"boom."

The little fat man's fist with blood-red flames hit Ye Feng directly on the chest.

The little fat man's punch was so powerful that even Ye Feng felt a bit of pain, and a hole appeared in his clothes instantly following the punch.

"Yes." Feeling the power attached to the fist, Ye Feng said with a little surprise.

"Hey, it's okay. I'll see who dares to bully me in the future." Hearing Ye Feng's praise, the little fat man felt a little flustered, patted the fat on his chest, and said proudly.

This is the first time that Zhao Hanya and the others know how to practice, and they can obtain such powerful power. As a family of fortune tellers, Zhao Hanya and the others have seen people from the spirit world before, and have seen their strength, but those who have practiced for decades Humans are actually only a little better than the little fat man who just practiced all night.

This result was something Zhao Hanya and the others never thought of, and it also made them pay more attention to the cultivation of the secret books in their hands.

Originally, cultivation was more powerful than martial arts, not to mention that the few cheat books that Ye Feng bought from the mall were the most suitable cheat books he could buy now.

If you really want to classify into one level, these secret realm books are at least Xuan-level exercises, classified into: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang.The sky level is the highest, and the yellow level is the lowest, corresponding to the Yefeng system classification: white, green, blue, and purple.As for the level of Ye Feng's thunder method, the golden skill is completely superior to the sky-level skills.

In the shopping mall, the price of Huang-level exercises is about 100 million to 1000 million. The higher the price, the better.

However, the price of Xuan level skills is between 1000 million and 1 million.

The reason why Ye Feng didn't buy the most powerful exercises for Zhao Hanya and the others was...he knew that the most suitable one was the most powerful.

Even so, the Little Fatty's Buddha Art cost Ye Feng 5000 million, and Zhao Hanya and Zhao Hanya's exercises also cost 5000 million.