Chapter 161

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
Chapter 161 I look like a bully

Golden body determination is the supreme treasure of Vajra sect. Only the most gifted and outstanding disciples can be taught. In the whole Vajra gate, less than ten people are qualified to practice golden body determination.

Golden body determination, you can start to cultivate from the ninth peak the day after tomorrow, but this does not mean that it is at a low level. On the contrary, there is no definition of the level of golden body determination, which can be cultivated from the ninth peak to the twelfth tower of the divine gate.

This shows that the level of golden body determination is at least the level of yellow grade, eight grades and nine grades.

The Vajra sect is also the best at forging body among the top ten sects, so the golden body sect is almost the best forging body sect among the top ten sects in Danyang county. Chen Feng can't find a better one.

But he knew that people must not know that he practiced golden body determination. If the Vajra gate knew that he practiced Vajra gate magic skills privately, he would certainly not give up, and even came to the door to ask for the abolition of his skills!

So he wants to find a way to hide it.

The best effect is similar to the golden body.

Soon, Chen Feng found it.

Yellow level six level forging martial arts, golden armor fierce tiger skill.

Forging body method, after success, people are like wearing gold armor, not afraid of hitting.

Chen Feng collected all four secret scripts.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the side, "boy, show me your secret script."

Chen Feng thought that when he said something about himself, he looked sideways, but saw that it was not aimed at himself.

A tall, thin, 27-8-year-old young man in a green shirt was staring at a young man in a purple robe, shouting and yelling.

"Boy, I don't know how to be respectful when I see my senior brother. I want to see the secret script in your hand. Hand it over to me quickly!" Screamed the shabby looking thin young man.

The purple robed boy gave him a cold look, didn't speak, bowed his head and continued to look at the script, as if he were a transparent person.

Feeling humiliated, the skinny young man grabbed the purple robed boy's collar and shouted, "son, did I ask you something, you didn't hear me?"

In the Martial Arts Pavilion, vigorous Qi can't be used, but the thin young man feels that he can easily tear up the purple robed boy by physical strength alone.

He is a senior senior brother and has been exercising for more than three years.

And the little boy in front of him, judging by his age, knows that he has just entered neizong.

But he found himself wrong, too wrong.

The purple robed boy easily grabbed his wrist, twisted it gently, and directly broke his arm. The bones stabbed out, and he screamed with pain.

He stared at the purple robed boy in surprise and horror: "how dare you fight with me? I'm your senior brother!"

The purple robed boy sneered, "it's boring to make a small fuss. If you want to fight, then fight. A month later, on the stage of life and death, see you or leave! Dare you?"

The thin young man said harshly, "OK! I'm neizong Zhongyuan, Zhao Hu!"

The purple robed boy proudly said, "neizong's new disciple, the lower court, Yang Jingtian!"

The place where the new disciples are located is called the lower court, above which is the middle court. It is the residence of disciples who have been in neizong for two to five years.

There is also the upper court, where neizong disciples with more than five years of seniority live.

Chen Feng remembered and said, "no wonder you look so familiar. It turned out that Yang Jingtian, who was the first in this new list, had met twice before."

"Are you Yang Jingtian?" Zhao Hu, a thin young man, immediately turned pale and showed fear on his face.

Yang Jingtian, the first tower of Shenmen, ranks first in the list of newcomers. He is extremely talented and comes from a famous family.

With strength, background and talent, he can never provoke.

Hello likes to bully people who are weaker than him, but he never dares to provoke people who are stronger than him.

His face was cloudy and sunny, and he was obviously thinking about something.

Someone nearby whispered and snickered: "Zhao Hu, a scum with low strength, is downstream in our middle court, and only takes pleasure in bullying new disciples. When new disciples come in every year, it is his happiest time, and he is prone to deliberately find trouble and bully new disciples."

"Although he was a shameless scum, he was ruthless enough. Yesterday, he was looking for trouble and taught a new disciple a lesson. He beat the man's limbs and broke his bones into powder. Unless there was a very good pill, he would not be able to practice in the future."

"He came from the Zhao family and is one of our Qianyuan clan's many aristocratic families. Although he is a scum, he also knows that he can't provoke powerful people. He just bullies the weak, so he hasn't offended anyone. The really powerful people don't bother to deal with him."

"His talent is extremely poor. He has been practicing for three years and has not entered the second tier. Although Wu soul is awakened, he is also a very general Wu soul and can never be the first opponent in the new list."

When people mentioned him, they looked contemptuous and obviously looked down on him.

Hearing what people around him said, Zhao Hu's face was even more ashamed and angry. He took a deep breath and suddenly turned around and left.

Obviously, he confessed to counseling and dared not fight with Yang Jingtian.

There was a burst of laughter in the crowd. Zhao Hu suddenly stared at Chen Feng and said viciously, "little rabbit, what are you laughing at?"