come to the heavens

Chapter 70 Revenge Senior?

It took Ye Chen two full days to recuperate.

In the past two days, the one-armed old man and the gray-haired man have already found out the whereabouts of the group of people who attacked them, but they didn't do it right away. People moved together to block the gate in front of a row of yards where those people lived.

Ye Chen came to the gate with a sword on his back, and kicked the entire gate to the ground, revealing seven or eight people who were gathering in the courtyard outside the gate, drinking and eating meat, who were looking at the naked upper body in astonishment, full of murderous intent. Ye Chen, who reacted in the next second, shouted and picked up the big knife beside him and surrounded him.

They probably didn't expect Ye Chen to kill him now. Except for the sidearms, he didn't prepare lime powder and other hidden weapons. Eight people rushed in and chopped with their knives.

After the battle two days ago, he already had a good idea of ​​his current defense. He didn't even blink when he bumped into the knife edge of a big man, and the knife blade slashed at his chest. The big man took a step back, hugged the big man's neck with his left hand, with a grin on his face, and pierced the big man's stomach with the sword in his right hand.

The big man screamed and struggled frantically, but he couldn't break free from his iron-like arms. With a twist of his right wrist, a big hole was pulled out of the big man's lower abdomen, and he couldn't slide down.

Feeling that the big man was caught and slaughtered by himself like a little chicken, Ye Chen felt a special kind of exhilaration, just like the moment when some indescribable movement was finally launched, he felt as if he had discovered a new world.

"It seems very cool to go outside. You can't beat me, you can't beat me, you can't beat me."

Looking up with a strange smile, he looked at the other big man who slashed his forehead with a knife. He raised his hand and grabbed it. He was probably frightened by his performance just now, and the man drew his knife back without grabbing it.

He didn't stare at the overly frightened big man, and swept the sword in his hand to block another fierce big man who stabbed at his lower body, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the fierce light was about to burst out.

Before the baby was hacked, he was already angry, but now that he is doing this trick, the anger in his heart has risen out of his eyes, and he ignores other people, just staring at him and rushing to grab it, and the big man He was also extremely ferocious, holding the knife with both hands and aiming at his outstretched arm to slash with all his strength.

Ye Chen sneered in his heart, his palm turned into a fist, his arm muscles tensed like steel, he slammed heavily on the knife edge, and a bloodstain appeared in an instant, but the knife was also forcibly smashed by him, his body crooked, and he immediately With a lunge, he rushed two meters, and the black sword in his right hand went straight to his chest, forcibly piercing through the sternum.

"Unbelievable!"

Although fierceness will be more difficult to deal with, but if the difference in strength is too large, fierceness will accelerate death.

With a flick of the sword in his hand, he shook off the corpse, and he strode forward to kill another.

The remaining eight people are the weakest group that died two days ago. The most powerful one died at that time. He was guarding the door, blocking a few who escaped there.

Before he came in, he asked these people to kill them by themselves, and they had no objection.

The battle only lasted for more than ten minutes, and the sound in the small courtyard disappeared completely. Ye Chen walked out the door covered in blood, his murderous eyes swept around, and most of the gangsters around who heard the movement and came to watch the show couldn't help but turn their heads away. Don't dare to look at him.

"Your external skills are good! If you go further, it will be difficult for us to defeat you."

The one-armed old man looked at Ye Chen's muscular upper body, the blood all over his body set off the muscle lines were exceptionally clear, he had a strange sense of beauty, he smacked his lips and didn't know whether it was admiration or envy.

As for Yulong, she didn't dare to look at him as she walked by, but her slightly moving eyes from time to time showed that she was not as calm as she appeared on the surface.

"If you can cultivate your external skills to a certain level before the end of the advent, then you will make a lot of money. I believe that someone is willing to use the source power crystal to buy your external skills."

Listening to the one-armed old man's words, Ye Chen wondered:
"Is external power very valuable?"

This time not only the one-armed old man, but also the gray-haired man and Yulong looked at him in surprise, and finally the one-armed old man asked:

"You don't know all this?"

He shook his head:
"I'm still a middle school student. This is the first time I've officially arrived. How could I know this?"

He has not formally traded, and the three standard cards in his hand have not been sold, and he has not bought anything, so he does not know the price of the power card inside and outside the Tower of Eternity.

Of course, the main reason is that there are too few transactions of internal and external power cards in the Tower of Eternity. Unlike internal power, which can be improved by crystallization of source power or natural treasures, in some worlds, it can be improved through plunder, empowerment, and some special means. It can only be practiced and improved slowly, and it is difficult to improve to a valuable level within the limited coming time.

Therefore, in the Tower of Eternity, the mainstream is internal force or mana, and there are too few people who purely take the body training flow. Occasionally, someone is just suitable to take the external work route when they descend, but only occasionally, and it cannot be said that they can take this route every time they descend. Route, at least he had never heard of it.

"Are you just a middle school student?"

The one-armed old man looked him up and down in astonishment.

"Yeah? Is it weird?"

The one-armed old man squeezed the few beards on his chin, and said:
"To be honest, it's very strange. Generally speaking, descendants who have not been admitted to university, even if they officially descend, generally enter the world of low martial arts below two stars, and rarely enter the world above two stars. At least I am Never seen or heard of it."

Ye Chen heard something from his words, and wondered:

"Could it be that you are a senior at a university?"

The one-armed old man smiled and said:

"It's not me, but we are all seniors from the university, and basically all other descendants who descended into this world are."

Looking at the gray-haired man and Yulong, they all nodded, and Ye Chen quickly asked:
"Then should I call you seniors and sisters?"

"Hey, you can call it that."

"Then can you tell me, which university are you seniors?"

This is what Ye Chen is most curious about. It was the first time he saw the descendant who was admitted to university with his own eyes, and he was still very curious.

The one-armed old man smiled and said:

"I come from a seven-star institution of higher learning, a sophomore elite student."

　Today is September 9th, Martyrs' Day, remembering the martyrs and paying tribute to heroes!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)