My ability is immortal

Chapter 167 Ye Chen is God's Will!
Because he didn't want to take the boring cultural class, Han Mu found a random reason and walked out of the classroom amidst the envy of the whole class.

Passing through the cement-paved avenue, passing through the trail with swaying willow branches, we came to the indoor training ground.

What's the point of going to class?
Watching the young and lively female students sweating in the training ground, it is interesting to twist their graceful postures and sweat soaked clothes against the skin during practice!
Life is not about living, you have to do what you like.

However, when he came to the indoor training ground, Han Mu didn't see many young and beautiful female students.

As soon as he entered, he saw two people beating Zhao Dayong!

This is surprisingly similar to the scene he saw when he went to the indoor training ground several times before.

It seems that Zhao Dayong is either being beaten or on the way to be beaten.

"As expected of a man called a walking sandbag!"

Han Mu sighed, suddenly his hands were itchy.

Zhao Dayong's ability is that he can become stronger by being beaten, so he is happy to be beaten by others, and others are happy to beat him.

After the beating, Zhao Dayong's cultivation base can be improved, and the fighting ability of the person who beat him can be improved.

The best of both worlds, so happy!
Therefore, Zhao Dayong is very good with many people in terms of interpersonal relationship, and gets along happily.

There is often a sentence in my mouth: Are you unhappy, classmate?If you are not happy, come and beat me, I promise not to fight back!

Faced with such a request, how can other students not give face?
Basically, they would give him a heavy hammer, and after the beating, he would be good to him, and the two would quickly form a deep friendship.

Therefore, Zhao Dayong is also known as a walking courtesan.

Even the instructor sometimes can't help but say to the students:

"If you are unhappy, go and beat Zhao Dayong! He will be happy after beating him."

"If you are not proficient, go and beat Zhao Dayong too! After beating him, you will be proficient."

"Of course, when you are very happy, you can also beat Zhao Dayong! You will be happier after beating him."

"Dayong, come over here. This classmate is in a bad mood, please let him beat you up."

"Dayong, this classmate needs to chop [-] knives before he can become proficient in the knife technique, why don't you accompany him to do it?"

"Dayong, this classmate's ability is fencing, why don't you practice with him?"

"Dayong..."

The teacher was happy to give instructions, the classmates were happy to fight, and Zhao Dayong was happy to be beaten.

Because Zhao Dayong's flaws were cured by Han Mu, his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds under such high-intensity beatings.

In the last concentrated special test of the top 5 students in the school, Zhao Dayong's cyclone size came to No.[-]!
The rapid progress has surpassed everyone's expectations and made them envious.

"This is all thanks to my Brother Han. If it wasn't for my Brother Han who helped me cure the defect, I might still be standing still."

Whenever someone praised Zhao Dayong's progress in cultivation, Zhao Dayong would say this.

His gratitude to Han Mu was beyond words, and he felt that Han Mu had the grace of rebuilding him.

Therefore, while Zhao Dayong was being beaten, he caught a glimpse of Han Mu walking towards them from the corner of his eye, and immediately stopped being beaten.

Regardless of the eyes of the people around him, Pidianpidian ran towards Han Mu, with an eager smile on his face, and cordially shouted from a distance:
"Brother Han, are you here?"

The sound was loud and resounded through the training ground.

"Yeah." Han Mu smiled and nodded.

The entrance exam is approaching, and it is now a training camp for the top [-] students in the school, and all [-] students are here.

It wasn't until then that the students who were resting saw Han Mu's arrival, and they all looked at him with smiles on their faces.

They were naturally happy that Han Mu could come back at this time, but they would not be as eager as Zhao Dayong showed.

That... felt a little humiliating.

也就只有赵大勇这种脸皮都被揍的厚如城墙的人，才能在众目睽睽之下做这种“舔”的事，他们可拉不下脸。

"Brother Han!"

Of course, when Han Mu approached, those students still greeted him sincerely.

Some of them yelled this voluntarily, and some didn't want to.

But when Zhao Dayong raised his fist the size of a sandbag in front of them and threatened, "I won't beat them up if I don't call Brother Han", they gave in.

They cannot lose Zhao Dayong, the human-shaped sandbag, just like the West cannot lose Jerusalem!

Isn't it just calling Brother Han?If you open your mouth, you will shout.

However, there was another person who had never called Brother Han, and Zhao Dayong couldn't force him.

He is, the man who turned his back on all sentient beings—Ye Chen.

Although Ye Chen turned his back to the crowd at this time, due to a special induction, he felt that he had found Han Mu coming early in the morning.

The brows were slightly frowned, and then relaxed, and the right corner of the mouth curled up.

Immediately, she turned around and walked towards Han Mu calmly.

"Brother Han, why are you here when you are free?"

Zhao Dayong asked with a smile, he was half a body behind Han Mu.

Han Mu replied casually: "I heard that you are training, so I just wanted to come over to see how your practice results are this month."

"With Brother Han's healing, of course everyone has made great progress in their practice!"

Zhao Dayong opened his mouth and came, answered this question for everyone, and said with a smile:
"This time the city's joint entrance examination, everyone is very confident and vows to knock down No. [-] Middle School!"

"Really?" Han Mu was noncommittal.

"Of course, No. [-] Middle School doesn't have a god like you, Brother Han, and their classmates are definitely not progressing as fast as us."

Zhao Dayong's words were very beautiful, but there was no false flattery in his eyebrows and eyes, as if he spoke from the bottom of his heart, and said it as a matter of course.

"It's like me, now I'm the fifth in the school!"

His expression was slightly smug, indicating that he was a useful person, and he looked forward to saying:
"Brother Han, do you want to use me to practice your hand? I can resist beating now, and I promise not to fight back!"

"Ok?"

These words pierced Han Mu's heart and moved him a little.

But Han Mu just thought for a while, then shook his head regretfully.

If I punch you, you might die...he thought to himself.

Although his attack was somewhat horrible compared to his defense, he was still a level one Dzogchen warrior anyway.

The basic attributes are there, no matter how weak the attack is, it is above the level of a first-level warrior, and it is not something that a low-grade warrior like Zhao Dayong can resist.

With one punch down, Zhao Dayong might smile at Jiuquan.

Seeing Han Mu's refusal, Zhao Dayong suddenly became anxious, and quickly persuaded:
"Brother Han, don't be burdened! Although your cultivation level is not high now, I believe that you will definitely become an extremely strong person in the future!"

"Come and beat me now, and use me to practice to improve your strength. It's also good for your practice, isn't it?"

He looked at Han Mu, his eagerness was beyond words, and there seemed to be five words engraved on his face: Come and beat me up!

I have never met anyone with such a request as you... Han Mu glanced at Zhao Dayong with a strange expression on his face.

But I have to say that Zhao Dayong's words are really effective, and people have the urge to beat him up after hearing this.

But I can really kill you with one punch... Han Mu still shook his head.

Those who don't know are fearless, Zhao Dayong doesn't know his true cultivation, so these words are not because he can't think about suicide, but because he really wants to help.

Zhao Dayong scratched his head and wanted to say something, but a voice suddenly came from behind:
"Oh, you can't fight him now, let me do it."

The voice was calm and composed, as if not surprised at all.

The few people standing here looked back, and saw an ordinary-looking man walking towards them slowly.

Seeing their gazes, the ordinary man frowned slightly, seemingly displeased.

Then he turned around naturally, facing them with the back of his head, and walked backwards.

Students: "..."

He still makes people want to beat him to death...

"Ye Chen, what do you mean by that?"

Zhao Dayong frowned with thick eyebrows, not quite understanding Ye Chen's words.

Ye Chen's progress during this period can be called terrifying. Not long ago, he had already reached the realm of a first-level warrior, ranking first in the school.

What does he mean by that, he is not good enough to fight Han Mu, only Ye Chen, a first-level warrior can?
Doesn't that mean that Brother Han's strength has also reached the first level of martial artist?
Funny, how is this possible?
Zhao Dayong directly denied this conjecture, his brother Han was only 0.3 cyclone size before, no matter how fast he was, it was impossible to reach the first-level martial artist in this short period of a month!

Ye Chen always likes to say some unpredictable things, he must be pretending again!
Several other students thought about it and felt the same way.

"Literally, it's heaven... Han Mu, you can't fight, only I can."

Ye Chen walked up, turned around and stared at Han Mu with a strange light in his eyes.

After eating at his aunt's house last time, Ye Chen became more firm in his conjecture that he is the Heavenly Emperor Sword and Han Mu is the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor.

At the same time, he was also stimulated by the rapid progress of Han Mu's cultivation base, so he worked hard to practice hard.

Determined to follow in the footsteps of the Emperor of Heaven, in order to join hands with the Emperor of Heaven to meet the enemy in the future catastrophe.

Now, he has become a first-level martial artist, the best among high school students in the province, he is not far behind Han Mu, right?
"Brother Han, what is he?"

Zhao Dayong was still puzzled, so he turned his head to get an explanation from Han Mu.

Han Mu patted him on the shoulder, smiled lightly and said:

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with what Ye Chen said. It's really not convenient for me to practice with you now."

"You guys continue to train, I'll talk to Ye Chen."

Han Mu said, nodded to Ye Chen, and walked aside.

Zhao Dayong was left with a depressed face and felt that he had been abandoned.

"I heard that you are level one?"

Looking at the classmates who were still fighting in the rest area, Han Mu asked casually, with a tone like an old friend who had known each other for many years.

"Ah."

Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his back, and nodded lightly.

"Not bad, progress is very fast."

Han Mu couldn't help but praise, on the premise of no cheats, such a speed, it is not an exaggeration to call it the son of the plane.

Ye Chen was noncommittal to his praise, but was silent for two seconds, and then said lightly:
"What about you? Are you in the middle or late stage of the first level?"

The Emperor of Heaven must be stronger than the Sword of the Emperor of Heaven, so he said so naturally.

"I... I should be able to reach the second level in two days."

Han Mu stretched his waist, his voice was lazy and casual, he didn't mind telling Ye Chen.

However, these words pierced Ye Chen's heart like a sharp arrow, making him unable to remain calm.

"Two...second level?"

Ye Chen's expression was stiff and his voice trembled.

"Ah."

Han Mu smiled and spoke calmly.

Ye Chen: "..."

He stared at Han Mu seriously for a few seconds, then covered his face with one hand, and turned his back.

"What are you doing turning around?"

Han Mu curled his lips. Every time he saw Ye Chen's action, he had the urge to put on him a mandatory back.

"I feel ashamed to face you..."

Ye Chen's eyes were empty, his voice was bleak, and there seemed to be endless distress in his heart.

"Face me faceless?"

Han Mu blinked, and said with a smile: "Uh...Although you look plain, you can be called faceless, but you don't have to say such things!"

"No, I suddenly felt that I must have some talent that has not been awakened. Otherwise, it would never be like this!"

Ye Chen shook his head, he seemed to have figured out something, his voice was desolate but firm.

"Why do you say that?" Han Mu was curious.

Ye Chen exhaled heavily, sucked his nose, and said slowly:

"I must have a third ability that has not been awakened. Otherwise, with my current two abilities alone, I will never be able to catch up with you."

"Don't compare yourself with me, zoom in on the layout."

Han Mu patted him on the shoulder, comforting him earnestly:
"Be confident, if you don't compare with me, you are still very good!"

Ye Chen: "..."

If you can't talk, don't talk... Ye Chen shook his head, then he turned around and looked at Han Mu with firm eyes:
"No, I must follow in your footsteps, otherwise my life will be meaningless."

"Ah...why are you so stubborn, kid?" Han Mu shook his head regretfully, with regret on his face.

"You'll understand later."

Ye Chen looked at Han Mu meaningfully, then turned a slight angle, raised his chin 45 degrees to look at the sky, and his voice was ethereal and mysterious:
"You don't understand it now, but trust me, one day you will."

"You will know that in this life, we are inextricably linked. These links are continuous and will eventually bring us together."

The last sentence was unremarkable but sensational.

Although Han Mu probably knew why Ye Chen said that, his scalp was still numb when he heard this.

What is the connection that will eventually bring us together?
Do you think it was Yuelao who hooked up?

Those who don't know think we have some addiction to breaking sleeves!

"Fortunately no one else heard it, otherwise my reputation might be ruined."

Han Mu complained wildly in his heart, God knows that Ye Chen can say such... exciting words to a man, it is simply out of the world.

"I know you don't believe it, but you are the best proof that you dated my cousin. It proves that we will be a family." Ye Chen said again.

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't pick on her."

Han Mu denied it categorically, he felt that using the word "bubble" was inappropriate.

"is it?"

Ye Chen frowned, then let go in a flash, and said with a faint smile:

"Since you haven't dated her and you can come together, it means that everything has its own destiny. It's all God's will!"

Han Mu: "..."

(End of this chapter)