Lingtai Xianyuan

Chapter 3 Class Selection
The man remained motionless.

Yang Chen had the courage to tiptoe to that person. After thinking about it, he walked carefully behind that person. Then he stretched out a finger and stabbed that person's back, but there was no response.

Poke again, still no response.

That person stood there like a statue, Yang Chen studied it for a while, then gave up.Anyway, there was no threat to himself, so he strolled to the row of hammers by the wall again.The hammers were of different sizes, Yang Chen walked up to the biggest hammer, held the handle of the hammer with both hands and lifted it.

Not moving!

drag!
Not moving!

shake!
Not moving!

"How heavy it is!"

Looking at this row of hammers, Yang Chen's eyes fell directly on the smallest hammer.He strode over, held the handle of the hammer with both hands, and lifted it up with all his strength.

"This hammer weighs a hundred catties!"

"Ok?"

Yang Chen's hands trembled in shock, and he almost threw the hammer away.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the person who had been motionless suddenly move.He strode up to the heaviest hammer, stretched out one hand and raised it lightly, picked up the hammer, and then walked to the central platform.

"boom……"

The stove on the side suddenly burst into flames, and the metal inside quickly burned red.When the person made of tadpoles grasped it, a piece of red-hot metal in the stove flew up and landed on the table.

"call……"

The huge hammer flicked across the air lightly, resounding a heavy hum in the room, and slammed hard on the red-hot metal.

"when……"

Sparks splashed everywhere, deafeningly like fireworks in full bloom, giving Yang Chen a great impact both visually and auditorily.

"Dangdangdang..."

The sound of the hammer continued, and Yang Chen stood there stiffly. At this moment, his heart was beating violently, and his blood was boiling with excitement, as if he was watching a symphony.

This is definitely not blacksmithing, this is art, the movements are elegant, the sound of the collision of the hammer and the metal is not harsh at all, and it emits a unique rhythm that makes people excited.

Blacksmithing... can it still be like this?

In front of the stage, the man waved the hammer like a conductor wielding a baton. His movements were not swift, but extremely steady.The man was naked, so Yang Chen could clearly see that every time he swung the hammer, all the muscles in his body were moving, as if superimposing strength.

The use of that kind of power quickly made Yang Chen intoxicated, his eyes watching every movement of that person without blinking.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Chen suddenly woke up because the voice had disappeared.

"Om..."

That person's body dissipated and turned into thousands of tadpoles, covering Yang Chen like a black cloud, and quickly disappeared into Yang Chen's body.Then Yang Chen felt that his body was out of control. He walked towards the platform, swung the [-]-jin hammer in his hand, and smashed it down towards the metal on the platform.

"Dangdangdang..."

The sound of the hammer sounded again, Yang Chen concentrated his energy after the panic at the beginning, recalled the rhythm of watching the man forge the iron before, and gradually became intoxicated by it.

At the beginning, Yang Chen was completely passive, not only his body was controlled, but even his thinking couldn't keep up with the speed of the hammer.Gradually, Yang Chen's mind caught up with the speed of swinging the hammer, and then began to actively coordinate with his body to swing the hammer.

"Dangdangdang..."

Amidst the scalding sparks, Yang Chen felt his skin, muscles, muscles and bones moving in a unique rhythm, and even his internal organs were vibrating with this rhythm.

A hammer!
Two hammers!

Three hammers!

……

Three hundred hammers!
Not only was Yang Chen's arm numb, as if it wasn't his own, but his whole body seemed to be numb, as if it wasn't his own.But his body was still under control, one hammer after another passed through the air, and landed forcefully on the metal on the platform.

Yang Chen is the second level of warriors, and ordinary people have the strength of 150 to 250 catties.Martial disciples have a strength of two hundred catties on the first floor.For every fifty pounds of strength added, one level will be raised.Now Yang Chen has a strength of 250 jin.But just because you have the strength of [-] jin, doesn't mean you can pick up a [-] jin hammer and hit it [-] times without interruption.

Yang Chen felt that he was going to die, but he kept swinging the hammer.

Five hundred hammers!
Eight hundred hammers!
"Om..."

Yang Chen felt a new force emerging from his body!
One thousand hammers!

"Om..."

Dense tadpoles flew out of Yang Chen's body, flew towards the opposite wall, landed on the wall, and turned into a wall of tadpole text again.

"when……"

The hammer in Yang Chen's hand fell on the table, and he felt that his body was no longer his own.Couldn't even stand, let alone raise an arm.

poof...

Yang Chen sat down on the ground, his mind gradually came to his senses, and then he thought of a serious problem.

"How do I get out?"

Dazed for a moment.

Yang Chen opened his eyes, and what he saw was his dormitory, and he was lying on the bed.Moved a bit.

"hiss……"

His whole body was in pain as if thousands of needles were pricking him, which made him groan involuntarily.Yang Chen endured the pain all over his body and sat up. The hands pressing the bed felt wet. When he looked down, the sheets were soaked with sweat.Feeling the stickiness of his body, he rolled up his sleeves and saw that there was a layer of grease-like mucus on his arms.

"How could this be?"

Yang Chen sat on the bed blankly, sweating so much just in a dream!

"Gollum..."

Yang Chen's stomach growled, and he felt extremely hungry. He felt that he could eat a cow now.Picking up the washbasin and towels, he rushed out of the dormitory and into the water room.It was still class time, and there was no one in the water room. Yang Chen cleaned himself up, changed into a suit of clothes, threw the dirty clothes on the bed, and rushed out of the dormitory building impatiently. He was so hungry. No way, my stomach felt like it was on fire.

At this time, the cafeteria was not yet time for dinner, so Yang Chen had no choice but to leave the school gate and walk towards a ramen restaurant opposite.

"Catch the thief!"

A voice came, and Yang Chen turned his head to look, and saw a long-haired young man running less than three meters away from him, warning him sharply not to mind his own business.And behind the long-haired young man, there is a policeman chasing him.Yang Chen punched out almost instinctively.

Not bad!

It's smashing, not direct hitting, just like swinging a hammer.

The long-haired young man's expression became serious, and he punched Yang Chen's fist.However, Yang Chen's fist drew a mysterious trajectory in the air, dodged the opponent's fist, and hit the long-haired young man's face with a "bang".

"Deng Deng stare..."

Yang Chen felt a strong impact coming, and couldn't help but staggered back.

But the young man was also stunned by the punch, and at this moment, the policeman behind him kicked the long-haired young man in the back.

"boom!"

The long-haired young man grabbed the ground like a dog eating feces, and the patrol made three rounds, five and two, then handcuffed the long-haired young man's arms behind him, then stood up and looked at Yang Chen and said:
"Little brother, thank you!"

"You're welcome, I can't help you much."

Yang Chen was still a little dazed at this moment, he was recalling his punch just now, why did he dodge the opponent's fist, and hit the opponent's face first?With the strength that the opponent can bounce back with his face, the opponent is definitely at the level of a martial arts student.

"Da da da……"

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and a young woman ran over. The policeman bent down and found a wallet from the thief, and handed it to the woman, saying:

"Look what's missing!"

The woman opened the wallet and took a look, then thanked her in succession: "Thank you, thank you big brother, thank you little brother."

After the woman left, Yang Chen said: "Brother Patrol, it's nothing, I'm going to eat."

The policeman took out his phone and said, "I'll treat you to dinner, please wait for a while."

"Need not……"

The patrolman ignored Yang Chen, told him where he was on the phone, then kicked the thief who was lying on the ground and said:

"stand up!"

The thief got up and gave Yang Chen a threatening look. The policeman raised his hand and slapped him:

"Be honest!"

Then he turned to Yang Chen and said, "Little brother, I don't have much money, so the ramen restaurant is just opposite!"

"It's really unnecessary..."

"Don't give big brother face?"

"OK then!"

Inside the ramen restaurant.

Zhang Long stared blankly at Yang Chen on the opposite side. Yang Chen on the opposite side was eating noodles, and he was not devouring the noodles, but rather shy.

There is no way not to be shy!
At this time, not only Zhang Long was looking at him with wide eyes, but also the few customers in the ramen restaurant, as well as the boss and waiters were all looking at him with wide eyes.On one side of his table, there were seven big bowls piled up, and Yang Chen was eating the eighth bowl.

Yang Chen was also very weak, usually he would eat at most two bowls in one meal, but he didn't know what happened today, he ate eight bowls in total.He drank the eighth bowl with soup and water, feeling that he was [-]% full.Although I could still eat it, I was too shy to dare to eat any more.

"Brother, are you still a martial artist?" Seeing Yang Chen put down his chopsticks, Zhang Long asked in surprise, "Is this so edible?"

"It wasn't like this before!" Yang Chen said with drooping eyebrows, "Just today, Officer Zhang, I will pay for it myself."

Zhang Long's displeasure surfaced and said: "You look down on me?"

"Xun Zhang Zhang..."

"Brother! Or just look down on me!"

"Brother Zhang!"

"Hey, that's right!" Zhang Long said with a smile on his face: "You helped me today, you are my little brother. In the future, as long as it is not too troublesome, you can come to me."

Speaking of this, his face darkened and said: "Actually, I can't help you too much, big brother. Now it's not before the recovery of spirit energy. At that time, although there were unique classes, they were still restricted. Today, the uniqueness of warriors It has become clear. If you provoke warriors, the elder brother can only help you to a limited extent. By the way, are you from the school opposite?"

"Well, sophomore."

"Then it's time to choose a class! What level are you now a warrior?"

"Two floors!" Yang Chen said shyly.

"Tsk!" Zhang Long rubbed his teeth: "Then do you choose liberal arts or science?"

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