A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 161: I look so bullied

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Chapter One Hundred and One Hundred and Sixty One, I Look So Bullied

The Golden Body Jue is the ultimate treasure of the Vajra Gate. Only the most talented and outstanding disciples can be taught. In the entire Vajra Gate, less than ten people are qualified to practice the Golden Body Judgment.

Golden Body Jue, you can start practicing from the Nine Peaks of the day after tomorrow, but that doesn't mean it is very low-level. On the contrary, there is no way to define the level of the Golden Body Jue. It can be cultivated from the Ninth Layer of the Acquired Peak to the Twelfth Floor of the Divine Gate.

This shows that the level of the golden figure is at least the level of the eighth and ninth yellow ranks.

The King Kong Gate is the best for body-building among the ten schools, so the Golden Body Jue can almost be said to be the best body-building method among the ten schools in Danyang County. Chen Feng could not find a better one.

But he knows that he must not let people know that he has practiced the Golden Body Judgment. If the Vajra Gate knows that he practiced the Vajra Gate magical arts privately, he will definitely not give up, and he will even come to the door to ask for his skill to be abolished!

So he was looking for something to hide.

It is best if the effect is similar to that of a golden match.

Soon, Chen Feng found it.

Yellow rank sixth-grade forging martial arts, golden armor and fierce tiger skills.

The body-building method, after success, people are like wearing gold armor, not afraid of blows.

Chen Feng put away the four cheat books.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the side: "Boy, show me your secret book."

Chen Feng thought that he was talking about himself, and he looked sideways, but saw that it was not aimed at him.

A tall, thin, twenty-seven-year-old man in a blue shirt was staring at a purple-robed boy, and he screamed.

"Boy, I don't know how to be respectful when I meet senior brothers. I will look at the secret book in your hand and hand it over to Laozi!" the wretched and thin young man yelled.

The purple-robed boy gave him a cold look, did not speak, lowered his head and continued to look through the cheats, as if he were a transparent person.

Thinking that he was humiliated, the thin young man grabbed the purple-robed boy's collar and sternly shouted: "Boy, what did I ask you, didn't you hear?"

In the martial arts pavilion, gang energy cannot be used, but the thin young man feels that he can easily tear this purple-robed boy with physical strength alone.

He is a senior brother, he has been training for more than three years.

And the little boy in front of him, judging from his age, he knew that he had just entered the inner sect.

But he found himself wrong, wrong.

The purple-robed boy easily grabbed his wrist, twisted it slightly, and broke his arm directly. The bones were pierced out, and he screamed in pain.

He stared at the purple-robed boy in shock and horror: "How dare you do something with me? I'm your brother!"

The purple-robed boy sneered: "It's boring to fight a little trouble. If you want to do it, you can make an appointment. After a month, you will see or leave on the stage of life and death! Dare you?"

The thin young man said viciously: "Okay! I'm the Nei Zong Intermediate Court, Zhao Hu!"

The purple-robed boy proudly said: "New disciple of Nei Zong, lower court, Yang Jingtian!"

The place where the new disciples are located is called the Lower Court. There is also the middle court above it. It is the residence of the disciples who have been in the Nei Zong for two to five years.

Above, there is the Upper House, which is the place where the disciples of the Nei Zong who have been qualified for more than five years live.

Chen Feng remembered, and secretly said: "No wonder you look so familiar. It turns out that Yang Jingtian, who is the number one in this year's rookie list, has met twice before."

"Are you Yang Jingtian?" After hearing the words, the thin young man Zhao Hu immediately changed his expression, showing fear on his face.

Yang Jingtian, the first building in the Divine Sect Realm, the first in the rookie list, is extremely talented, and he is from a famous family.

Having strength, background, and talent is definitely not something he can provoke.

Greeting to those who love to bully and are weaker than him, but he never dared to provoke someone who is stronger than him.

His face is uncertain, obviously thinking about something.

Someone next to him snickered: "Zhao Hu, a scum, is low-strength. In our middle courtyard, it is considered a lower level. He only takes pleasure in bullying new disciples. Every year when new disciples come in, it is his happiest time. ~IndoMTL.com~ deliberately looking for things at all times to bully new disciples."

"Although he was shameless and scumbag, but he was fierce enough to start. Yesterday he was looking for something to teach a new disciple. He broke all the limbs that he had beaten, and the bones were broken into powder, unless there was a very good Dan. Medicine, otherwise you won’t be able to practice in the future."

"He came from the Zhao family. He was one of the many families of Qian Yuanzong. Although he was a scum, he knew that he could not provoke powerful people. He just bullied the weak, so he never offended people. Really powerful people are too lazy to deal with them. Him."

"He is extremely talented. He has been cultivating for three years and has not yet entered the second floor. Although Wuhun has awakened, he is also a very ordinary Wuhun. He is definitely not the number one opponent on the rookie list." /

When everyone mentioned him here, they showed contempt and obviously looked down upon him.

When he heard what the people around him said, Zhao Hu's face became even more ashamed. He took a deep breath and suddenly turned and left.

Obviously, he admitted that he was afraid to fight Yang Jingtian.

There was a ridicule in the crowd, Zhao Hu stared at Chen Feng suddenly, and said viciously: "Little bunny, what are you laughing at?"