Resurrection, Fortunately, I Can Wear the Heavens

In the martial arts hall.

On the pitted stone arena, Chen Yu stood facing the strong man.

Under the arena, it was because after hearing about this incident, the students who had gathered were teaching with other teachers.

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The two students in the audience were communicating in low voices.

"Your eyesight has always been good, who do you think can win?"

"How do I know this? But looking at the current situation alone, Professor Zhang Gen has a better chance of winning, but if that person really enters the day after tomorrow, he may also win."

The person who asked at the beginning rolled his eyes and said to his companion, "Isn't it the same as if you didn't say that?"

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Regardless of what happened off the stage, on the stage, Chen Yu had already concentrated his energy. The tension in his heart, because of the tension of the first official battle, disappeared at some point.

The referee of this battle, a teacher named Wang Cheng who was about forty years old and had reached the middle stage of Acquired Heaven, looked at Chen Yu and said.

"In this competition, as long as you can persist for a quarter of an hour without losing, it can prove that your cultivation has reached the acquired state."

Whether a person has broken through to the day after tomorrow or not, except for himself, it is difficult for anyone to judge directly from his appearance, except that the other party has reached the innate state of being a master, and can clearly sense every ounce of internal energy in the human body, so he can judge at a glance .

However, for ordinary people, the method of judging one's realm is also very simple, simple and rude, and one can tell by fighting with a recognized person who has reached the corresponding realm.

After hearing Wang Cheng's words, Chen Yu nodded to express his understanding.

After taking a step back, Wang Cheng shouted loudly, "The competition begins."

Seeing that Chen Yu didn't intend to make a move first, Zhang Gen took a step forward, bursting up a few pieces of rubble and shooting towards the surroundings, but before he could fly out of the range of the ring, he was caught by Wang Cheng's fast-moving hands. Knead into fine pieces.

Chen Yu looked at Chen Gen who was attacking him quickly, but did not move.

The owner of the museum also looked at this scene and frowned, maybe he also missed it.

As for Wang Cheng, he didn't think too much, he just stared at both sides closely, preparing to stop them in due course.

The reason why Chen Yu didn't move was not because he was intimidated by Zhang Gen's aura, but because Zhang Gen's movements were too slow in Chen Yu's eyes.

It was so slow that Chen Yu suspected that he would be able to dodge Zhang Gen's fist an instant before it hit him.

Just when the owner of the pavilion sighed, Wang Cheng was about to stop Zhang Gen.

The next moment, Chen Yu moved.

He just turned his body slightly, and at the same time, when Zhang Gen was a little stunned and had no time to react, he punched Zhang Gen's neck, which was moving quickly, and quickly left Zhang Gen's side.

After the sound of "Peng", the two separated.

Compared with Chen Yu, who was unscathed, Zhang Gen's neck had a clear fist mark.

Looking at Zhang Gen, who twisted his neck and seemed not to be affected much, Chen Yu flexed his fist, a little surprised.

Because it was the first official strike, Chen Yu withdrew 40% of his punch at the end. He was really afraid that he would accidentally kill someone.

After all, his punch with all his strength can leave a few centimeters deep fist marks on the ginkgo tree in the yard. Later, in order to prevent the owner of the yard from finding out and asking him for compensation, Chen Yu dared not practice against that tree. up.

But seeing that the other party was unscathed, Chen Yu knew that he underestimated human beings, or the ability of martial arts practitioners.

Zhang Gen attacked Chen Yu again, this time Zhang Gen no longer used his fists, but his legs.

Chen Yu stopped avoiding and started confronting Zhang Gen head-on.

Chen Yu has not forgotten that there is another main purpose of his coming here, which is actual combat training.

With Chen Yu's use of various martial arts, the proficiency in his mind also began to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, Chen Yu felt that he seemed to have entered an inexplicable state, and his every move seemed extremely natural.

The hall owner under the arena had brightened his eyes at the beginning, then looked at him like a monster, and now he is a little numb.

If he counted correctly, Chen Yu has already used seventeen martial arts.

Although they are all ordinary martial arts, they are enough to shock people.

Looking at Chen Yu's face, he was probably just over twenty years old.

Even if Chen Yu practiced martial arts from his mother's womb, he wouldn't be able to learn so much martial arts.

What's more, he is so proficient in using it, and the transition between moves is extremely harmonious.

There are not no people who can use so many martial arts, but most of them are elders.

What about Chen Yu? How old is it?

At the same time, the owner of the pavilion also felt a little regretful, if Chen Yu could concentrate and practice his internal skills, would he be able to reach the middle or even the later stage of the day after tomorrow?

More importantly, the owner of the pavilion can see that Chen Yu's mastery of these martial arts is improving at a terrifying speed.

And Wang Cheng, who was the referee in the arena, was a little stunned. He was completely using Chen Gen as a whetstone.

The time came to a quarter of an hour quickly, and Wang Cheng, who came back to his senses, knocked on the gong.

Only then did Chen Yu get out of an inexplicable state. When he came back to his senses, Chen Yu found that his martial arts, whether it was the internal skills such as "Innate Skills" or the proficiency of various martial arts, were not small. commission.

Chen Yu felt that if the state just now continued for a few more minutes, he might be able to break through to the middle of the day after tomorrow.

Although it was a pity, Chen Yu was not too upset, because facing Chen Yu's increasingly proficient martial arts, even if Chen Yu avoided attacking Zhang Gen's vital points, Zhang Gen was about to be unable to resist.

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Just after Chen Yu stopped attacking, Zhang Gen, who had been passively defending except for the first two strikes, took a step back, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com sat on the ground panting heavily.

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In a quiet room, after screening out other people, only the owner and Chen Yu were there.

The owner looked at Chen Yu and said with some trepidation, "I don't know who the **** is the young master? Why did you come to my little Mingxin martial arts hall?"

Chen Yu looked at the owner of the museum, and was speechless for a while, knowing that he was thinking too much.

Well, Chen Yu admitted that he was thinking too much. Originally, Chen Yu thought that the owner of the gymnasium dragged him into the quiet room because he was surprised by his bones. He wanted to teach him some untold secrets, but he wanted to inherit the martial arts gym or something. For this reason, Chen Yu had thought up the words of rejection in advance.

"Cough," Chen Yu coughed lightly, "My identity is a Juren participating in this examination."

Hall owner: "???" Juren? If you don't prepare well for your homework, so that you can prepare for the palace exam that may come next, what are you doing in my small martial arts gym?

And, don't lie to me, all those who participated in the test are so strong?

Looking at the owner's slightly confused eyes, Chen Yu said with some embarrassment, "To be honest, I don't have enough money, so I want to be a temporary instructor."

After hearing these words, the owner of the pavilion was immediately shocked. A Juren, a Juren in his twenties whose strength reached the day after tomorrow, has fallen to such a state.

Could it be that in just a short period of time, the people's livelihood in Daliang has been so difficult? Daliang, this is about to end.

But no matter how hard the owner of the museum didn't understand, the two parties still signed the contract.

Chen Yu comes to the martial arts hall to teach for two hours every day, and the martial arts hall provides Chen Yu with twice the salary of ordinary Houtian early days.

Chen Yu knew that the owner of the museum wanted to make friends in advance, so Chen Yu accepted it after a bit of evasion.

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