Start With Lifting The Restrictions

Start With Lifting The Restrictions Chapter 117

2021-11-03

Chapter 117 People Pile

"Do you feel the same way?"

Yang Chu gently spread his right hand and held The fists were clenched, the muscles bulged, and the slight crackling of the knuckles sounded.

The things that the people at the bottom of this world have suffered have nothing to do with him. , and everything he saw after that always made him feel an indescribable sense of resentment in his heart.

This feeling is very different from his almost emotional loss at the beginning of the resurrection of the last world, like a robot-like indifference and alienation.

On the contrary, he seemed to be surrounded by massive amounts of information such as pain, despair, struggle, and numbness, constantly wrapping and surrounding him layer by layer, and then gradually forming a feeling that was gradually difficult to break free.

"You don't look like an ordinary pariah."

Just as Yang Chu seemed to be agitated, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

Yang Chu was taken aback, lifts the head moved towards the direction where the sound came from, and looked at the white clothed Disciple in front of him that was similar to the Martial Practice Stage area.

The other party looked Yang Chu up and down, and his eyes seemed to have several points of curiosity.

"It was because of my sudden excitement that I caught this person's attention."

Yang Chu immediately understood why he was being targeted by this white clothed Disciple.

Before he entered Nanhuan Town, he had deliberately imitated the actions and demeanor of the people around him, even the slightly numb temperament.

Therefore, in the eyes of Disciple of the overwhelming majority Liuyun Pavilion, he is no different from others, extremely ordinary and inconspicuous.

But just now I have witnessed those ordinary people being used as human stakes to kill those young and girls in soap clothes, to exercise their martial arts temperament, and then think of what I have seen and heard today, inexplicable. Some uncontrollable emotions emerged.

His back is straight and his eyes are on fire.

With his temperament, demeanor, and actions, if he doesn't deliberately restrain himself, let alone the white clothed Disciple of Liuyunguan, even an ordinary person can easily see the difference.

That's fundamentally different.

"This person's Qi Refinement level is at least the Innate Accomplishment of the purple, and may even enter the Innate Accomplishment of the yellow."

Yang Chu himself does not have the Innate ability, nor does he It is impossible to sense the level of the other party through this special energy.

But he can tell that the strength of the person in front of him is definitely not weak.

"There are also eight soap-clothed Disciples and fifteen newcomers in soap-clothed young girls... and the white clothed youth in front of me... If I match, the probability of winning should be 60%. But If I can't solve it in a short time, the Disciple of Liuyun Pavilion in other places will arrive, and I will be trapped."

"The buildings in Nanhuan Town are not high-rise buildings, and I am not familiar enough with the terrain and geography here. If there are still some martial arts hall Disciple wearing white clothed, the probability of my escaping will be further reduced."

Yang Chu quickly analyzed the possible situation in his mind, and gathered up his body. The difference, bowed his head slightly, backed slowly as if showing weakness, ready to leave.

He had heard some people talking and inadvertently mentioning that these white clothed people in Nanhuan Town were the True Disciple of Liuyun Pavilion, and a rough estimate should not be many.

And soapy clothes are ordinary Outer Sect Disciple, the number of people is relatively large, according to Yang Chu's rough estimate, the number of the two together should reach three hundred.

He has not yet entered the Liuyun Pavilion, and it is still impossible to judge whether it is Hall Master or other high-level Martial Artists.

At this time, he has not found a more suitable entry point to enter the Liuyun Pavilion, to understand the power system of the so-called "true martial arts", and he is not ready to conflict with people for the time being.

"Wait!"

But the white clothed youth saw Yang Chu trying to leave, and called out to him again, a picture that looked no more than twenty years old. His face was full of jokes.

"I think your physique is doing well, it should be of some use."

Said, the white clothed Disciple moved towards a soap-clothed Disciple not far away. He waved, "Let this person play with the Martial Apprentices of the newcomer."

"en?"

Yang Chu looked up at the white clothed Disciple of the Liuyun Pavilion, He naturally understood what the other party meant, this white clothed Disciple wanted him to be a human.

The white clothed Disciple, the true biography of Liuyunguan, showed a very interesting look on his face: indifferently said: "If you can win one Martial Apprentice, you will always be rewarded. If you win two, you will be rewarded. One house in the city. If you can win three, you will be a handyman in the martial arts hall in the future."

Although his tone was not tough, it didn't give Yang Chu any room to refuse.

Yang Chu glanced at the many teenagers and girls in soap clothes in the open square similar to the Martial Practice Stage not far away, then turned back to the white clothed Disciple of Liuyun Pavilion, and suddenly laughed. up.

"What are you laughing at?"

white clothed Disciple looked at Yang Chu's smile and raised an eyebrow.

"It's better...you come."

Yang Chu smiled, indifferently said.

Since it was inevitable, he no longer gave in, but directly challenged.

Those newcomer young girls in soapy clothes, he doesn't take seriously, but in the face of those people, whether he continues to restrain or suddenly bursts, the result is the same.

It's better to go directly to the real white clothed Disciple in front of you and see the other party's martial arts.

"Me?"

The white clothed Disciple standing in front of Yang Chu heard Yang Chu's words, and looked stunned, then laughed, "hahaha...you This pariah, it's really interesting, I asked you to be a gang of beginner Martial Apprentices, and you still want me to do it?"

"hahaha..."

The Liuyun Pavilion Disciple in the soapy clothes around him also laughed.

These Disciples of the cultivation martial arts have not encountered some ordinary persons who rely on their bodies to be tyrannical and want to resist them.

However, those who are new to Martial Arts and are still doing the first test at the cultivation Innate are nothing more than colorless ones.

After all, in the face of some naturally strong physique, and some martial arts skills, it is not necessarily able to gain too much upper hand, and it is possible to lose.

But Innate enters the second test at once, and purple Innate covers some parts of the body at once, and even after the whole body, it is no longer something that the ordinary person can resist.

Hearing Yang Chu's words boasted shamelessly, those soap-clothed men who knew the inside story looked at Yang Chu, naturally as if they were looking at a clown fool.

"I just like you arrogant and ignorant pariahs."

The white clothed Disciple laughed a few times, but the smile suddenly faded, and a fierce and fierce look appeared on his face. "I don't think you look like I'm from Nanhuan Town, and I don't care where you come from, but where did you come up with the courage to provoke a True Martial Artist?!"

"How do you know if you don't try."

Yang Chu's expression was indifferent. At this time, he had put aside his rough estimation of the odds of winning, and instead had a better understanding of the realm of the white clothed Disciple cultivation Innate. much interest.

The other party is the True Disciple of Liuyun Pavilion, the True Martial Artist, which is above the Martial Apprentice of Zaoyi.

He estimated that the opponent's strength should have reached the point where Qi Refinement second test purple Innate covered the whole body in one go, but the specific battle strength will only be known after playing.

Curiously curious about the power system of Innate Yiqi, Yang Chu really wanted to see the opponent's methods.

Innate is a thing, it's not the movement, martial skill and strength emission skill displayed by the body. He can learn it by watching it once, but he still has to experience it himself to know what its formidable power is.

As for the danger—

Out of the corner of his eye, Yang Chu swept across the open space that resembled the Martial Practice Stage.

Not far from the soap-clothed boys and girls known as Martial Apprentice, there are two rows of weapons and sharp blades, and he also has a dagger hidden on his body.

Yang Chu is not entirely sure whether Martial Artist's Qi Refinement third test yellow Innate can stop the sword, but the second test's purple Innate is like gold and iron, but that's just like, not really It is gold and iron.

Ordinary person's sword-wielding might be able to block the purple Innate of their second test, but that doesn't mean that Yang Chu's sword can also be resisted.

Power, speed and angle, totally different.

For a person like Yang Chu who has a body like Peak, he has a sharp weapon in his hand, and his lethality is absolutely unimaginable.

And——

With a sword in hand, even if the situation is unfavorable, he has a chance to kill Nanhuan Town.

He can do more than just martial arts. He can change his height and body shape.

In the open Martial Practice Stage, the corpses that had been left as human beings have been emptied, leaving only a spot of blood.

More than a dozen teenagers and girls in soapy clothes looked at the true white clothed Disciple excitedly, as if they wanted to see how "shua" he was.

Yang Chu walked to the middle of the venue with a calm expression, fearless and dauntless, but instead a boiling fighting intent that was somewhat unfamiliar to himself rose up.

"Martial Arts, how strong can Innate be together?!"

(end of this chapter)