Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

"What's the situation?"

"Is it all right?"

In the hall, the dudes from various families were dumbfounded.

When they were surprised just now, they blurted out "this is not dead", and unconsciously changed to "this is all right", which shows that they have initially accepted the fact that Ye Chen can't die.

It's just that they were very curious why Ye Chen was fine at all.

At this time, Nangong Wenyue's face was as excited as Ye Chen's. His heartbeat seemed to speed up a little, as if he had seen a good show. He was so excited that he couldn't help pouring himself a glass of wine.

However, he was also secretly shocked in his mind.

"Why is this trash like Ye Chen different from me? If I had been hit like this, I would have died long ago, how can I stand up!"

Seeing Ye Chen approaching with a smile, Zhao Zhuang's eyes trembled, his body couldn't help but staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

However, in order to save face, he forcibly restrained his inner fear and remained calm, but unconsciously touched the cold sweat on his forehead.

Ye Chen laughed.

"How about Zhao Shao, if you still fight or not, it will be my turn!"

With that said, Ye Chen rolled up his sleeves and made a gesture of gearing up.

When the others saw this, they were stunned for a while, wondering if Ye Chen, a trash, would hurt Zhao Zhuang when he hit him.

After all, as long as Zhao Zhuang uses defensive martial arts, not only a trash can't hurt him, but even a fourth or fifth level warrior can't hurt him at all.

Unless, he exhausted too much physical strength and couldn't use defensive martial arts, that's another matter.

Facing Ye Chen's provocation, Zhao Zhuang looked back at the others, and suddenly he didn't know how to step down.

Judging from the three shots just now, this guy Ye Chen was really fighting. He had already used the strongest attack in his body just now, but he couldn't hurt Ye Chen.

Then, next, if you continue to fight on your own, I'm afraid it won't help.

However, for the sake of face, Zhao Zhuang forced a sneer.

"Hmph, trash, do you think you're great if you can handle my three mortal-level low-level martial arts? I just couldn't bear to beat you to death, so you really think you can do it? Ordinary-level middle-level martial arts, powerful vajra legs! "

With a roar, Zhao Zhuang made a sudden attack before Ye Chen had time to react.

While the figure was flashing, it was unclear whether it was the right leg or the left leg, and kicked Ye Chen with one leg.

The legs are fierce and thrilling.

All the dandies in the hall opened their mouths wide open in surprise, no one expected that Zhao Zhuang would have learned a mortal-level intermediate martial skill.

On Zhenwu Continent, martial arts are divided into four levels: mortal level, earth level, heaven level, and god level. However, each level is divided into three types: low level, intermediate level, and high level.

Each grade and level of martial arts requires different physical strength and the damage or defense effect it causes is different.

The higher the level, the higher the level, the less stamina consumed when performing martial arts, and at the same time, the stronger the attack and defense power generated.

However, two issues are important.

First, when everyone is learning a martial skill, they must have enough energy in their body to perform it.That is to say, practicing too high-level martial arts will only be a show, and will not produce any power at all.

Therefore, people with the level of martial artist can only touch the advanced martial arts of ordinary level at most.If one insists on practicing earth-level martial arts, it will be in vain, or one may become possessed and die.

Second, ordinary-level low-level martial arts are very common on the Zhenwu Continent, and basically every monk knows how to defend himself.

However, when it comes to mortal-level intermediate martial arts, I am afraid that only some big families will have them, and they will hide them very deeply, they will not be revealed easily, and they will not be lent to others to learn at will.

It can be said that the middle-level martial arts of the mortal rank are martial arts that are passed on in some families but not spread outside.

As for ordinary high-level martial arts, I am afraid that only some family patriarchs can have them.Even if there is, they may not be willing to give it to their own son to learn easily, and they will worry that the son will leak it out.

As for earth-level martial arts, they may be available in some big sects or big academies, and students and disciples can learn them.

However, it is not that simple to enter these great sects or colleges.The twists and turns are very complicated. To put it bluntly, you either have money or connections, and it's not about small money and small connections.

Therefore, it is indeed quite difficult for ordinary people to become strong.

And when it comes to heaven-level martial arts, it is very rare in the Zhenwu Continent, and it is rarely even heard of. I am afraid that only those strong people who attract the attention of the world will have it.

God-level martial arts are indeed legends, and the entire Zhenwu Continent does not know if anyone has them.Even if there is one, it needs to be above the Martial Emperor's Nine Heavens to practice. This... no one dares to think about it.

"Wow! Mortal-level intermediate martial arts!"

Seeing Zhao Zhuang kicking out his legs in a flashy manner, it was dazzling and powerful, and the dandies were envious.

Obviously, among this group of people, none of them have ever learned ordinary-level intermediate martial arts.

Before Ye Chen could react in time, he was kicked out and hit the hall wall again.

There was a muffled "boom".

Although the wall did not move, everyone seemed to feel that the wall was shaking.

"Hmph, dare to force me, this time, are you still alive?"

With a kick, Zhao Zhuang was already panting from exhaustion, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief seeing Ye Chen not moving for a long time without getting up.

The hall was surprisingly quiet, and everyone was staring at Ye Chen intently, holding their breath, as if full of anticipation.

Nangong Wenyue couldn't help standing up, praying nervously.

"Ye Chen, get up quickly, you're fine, you said that you are the most resistant, didn't you?"

After a moment of silence, everyone suddenly toasted and cheered.

"Great, Young Master Zhao, you successfully helped our Cloud Wing City get rid of this trash, so that he can no longer be arrogant!"

Nangong Wenyue was stunned, her eyes were a little worried about gains and losses, she couldn't help but sighed, as if feeling that Ye Chen's death was really not worth it.

Moreover, since then, he has lost such an interesting good-for-nothing friend.

Although the two have only met each other twice, they hit it off right away, and they hit it off very well. Their mouths are not considered friends, but they have already tacitly regarded each other as good friends.

"Come here, take this trash's body out and bury it, don't let it spoil the scenery here!"

Zhao Zhuang happily wiped the dust off his fist, and ordered loudly.

Outside the door, a few big men dressed as servants flashed in quickly, and walked straight towards Ye Chen.

Zhao Zhuang secretly glanced at Nangong Wenyue, seeing Nangong Wenyue's serious face, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Hmph, what Nangong family! Although I don't dare to offend you, the number one waste in the Skystar Empire, I will kill a chicken to scare you!"