After traveling to this world, Ye Wutian rarely encountered such embarrassing things.
His stomach was churning and his eyes were filled with stars. This was a true reflection of Ye Wutian at this time.
Coupled with his own strength and Xuanyuan Zhenqi, he could not even faze the opponent by half, and he was defeated by the opponent after just a few encounters.
Enduring the pain, he wanted to use Xuanyuan Zhenqi secretly, but he was surprised to find that Xuanyuan Zhenqi was somehow weaker than before. This made Ye Wutian feel helpless and heartbroken at the same time. Xuanyuan Zhenqi was his magic weapon, and now like this,
He was worried that all his energy would disappear.
The middle-aged man stared at Ye Wutian indifferently, not pitying Ye Wutian on the ground. The winner is the king.
In his heart, from the middle-aged man's perspective, he still admires the young man in front of him. Given time, Ye Wutian's future achievements will definitely be good.
When he had a fight with Ye Wutian just now, he discovered an interesting thing. Ye Wutian had inner strength, but he was a beginner in terms of moves, otherwise he would not have lost so quickly.
No matter who loses, Ye Wutian gritted his teeth and stood up, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He wiped it with his hand and said, "Let Ma Feng come out."
"If you want to go in, you have to defeat me first." The middle-aged man refused to give in and stood there like a murderous god.
Ye Wutian was very angry, but he was helpless against the other party.
"You shouldn't have come." The middle-aged man said calmly.
"You want to kill me?" Ye Wutian sneered. He had expected this result and didn't find it strange.
The other party was silent, and his silence undoubtedly answered Ye Wutian.
Sure enough!
"Come on, young master, I'm right here. Let me see how shameful you soldiers are."
The middle-aged man's face darkened: "What do you want to say?"
"With your skill and style, you must be a member of the army. It must take a lot of effort for the country to train a person like you? Look at you, what are you doing now? Protecting someone who is neither the leader nor anything important
You bullshit, you guys are so idle."
How could the other party not hear Ye Wutian's sarcasm? What's interesting is that he didn't refute.
"Why are you still standing there? Since you want to kill me, come on." Ye Wutian shouted. He pulled the wound too hard and coughed several times.
Xuanyuan's true energy was still so weak, and every acupuncture point was empty. Ye Wutian was worried that the last trace of true energy would suddenly disappear, which was not what he wanted to see.
The middle-aged man moved and moved towards Ye Wutian very quickly.
Ye Wutian's eyes showed cruelty and arrogance. Even though he knew he was outmatched, he still rushed forward to try. In Ye Wutian's life dictionary, there was no word fear at all.
"Bang!"
Without exception, Ye Wutian was knocked away again, and the middle-aged man punched him hard in the abdomen.
This punch was full of explosive power, and it also made Ye Wutian fall further.
"puff!"
After landing on the ground, Ye Wutian's throat felt sweet, and a blood arrow spurted out from his mouth. This time, he was seriously injured.
He lay on the ground without moving for a long time. If he moved even a little bit, he would feel a heartbreaking pain pulling at him, causing him to take a breath repeatedly.
Ye Wutian is unwilling and paralyzed. Does he really want to confess here today? No, absolutely not, he cannot die. If he dies, what will happen to those confidants? What will happen to the confidante group?
He tried several times to summon Xuanyuan's true energy, but what frightened him was that the only trace of true energy he had just now disappeared and disappeared without a trace.
How could this happen?
Every time he gets punched, part of his energy disappears. Damn it, can anyone tell him what's going on?
Could it be that his true energy was helping him withstand the heavy blow?
Thinking about the last time I was injured in the capital, if I didn't have true energy at that time, I would definitely die, and I couldn't understand why.
The middle-aged man stood there: "Take another punch from me and you can leave if you don't die."
The other party's request surprised Ye Wutian, and his desire to survive gave him a glimmer of hope. He didn't know why the other party had this idea. Anyway, it was a good thing, at least he had a high chance of survival.
Of course, with his current condition and injuries like this, it would not be easy for him to receive another punch.
"Why?" Ye Wutian struggled to stand up, his forehead covered with sweat.
The middle-aged man knew why Ye Wutian asked, "Because I don't want to kill a weak person."
Ye Wutian is bad, a weak person? Dare he be a weak person in the eyes of the other party? Damn it!
Qi returns to Qi. Ye Wutian believes that this is not the reason for the other party's Qi. As for the real reason, Ye Wutian doesn't know.
Without any preparation or reminder, the middle-aged man started to act with great force. This punch also contained extremely domineering power.
Ye Wutian, who had no power to fight back, simply closed his eyes and resigned himself to his fate.
When he fell to the ground again, Ye Wutian spit out two mouthfuls of blood arrows. It hurt, it really hurt.
Just when he thought he would explain it here this time, he didn't expect a trace of heat to flow from the Dantian in his abdomen, and this heat made his whole body feel comfortable.
The hot air coming out of Dantian travels to all major acupuncture points in the body, and wherever the true energy travels, his pain is relieved a little.
Ye Wutian couldn't care less about the excitement and was intoxicated by the wandering of the true energy. He knew that it must be related to Xuanyuan's true energy. It was like this every time. It always gave him a surprise, and this time was no exception.
The middle-aged man looked confused. He saw Ye Wutian's changes, and his originally pale face became a little more rosy.
Ye Wutian didn't know what the other person was thinking. He suddenly opened his eyes, because the heat was gone. In just a moment, there was no more heat flowing out of his dantian, and the heat was no longer flowing. Ye Wutian was very anxious. It was just like that time.
You and a beautiful woman have prepared all the preludes and are just about to raise the gun. At this time, the beautiful woman tells you that it is not convenient for her.
After the magical heat traveled away, Ye Wutian was surprised to find that the injuries on his body were somewhat better.
"Punch me." Ye Wutian looked at the middle-aged man.
The other party was stunned and thought he heard wrongly.
"Quickly, hit me again, hit me in the abdomen." Ye Wutian looked anxious and asked the other party to hit him.
The middle-aged man stood motionless, wondering if Ye Wutian had been beaten stupid by him. Would a normal person make such a speechless request?
"Do it, what are you doing?" Seeing that Ye Wutian had no intention of taking action, Ye Wutian became even more anxious, "Come on, do it."
The middle-aged man was angered. Although he knew that Ye Wutian's behavior was abnormal, he didn't care so much.
A heavy punch struck Ye Wutian's abdomen.
Ye Wutian, who fell to the ground, once again felt the warm current flowing out of his Dantian, which was extremely comfortable. Unfortunately, it was still the same this time. Not long after, the warm current disappeared again, making Ye Wutian crazy.
Compared with just now, the difference is that this time, the warm current lasts longer.
Ye Wutian vaguely caught something, maybe he found a way to improve Xuanyuan's Qi. Although he was punched again, the injury was a little better.
"Come again, hit me, do it." So Ye Wutian got up again and faced the middle-aged man.
The opponent's brows were furrowed, something was too strange. He knew very well the power contained in those few punches he had just made, but Ye Wutian stood up again and again, and each time he was more powerful than the last time.
Strange thing! How could this happen?
"Do it."
"Bang!"
The middle-aged man took action again. He also wanted to see what was going on. There were still such weird things in the world. Even though he had so much knowledge, he was still confused at this time.
So, next, Ye Wutian was knocked down again and again, and he asked the middle-aged man to beat him again and again. The scene was strange. On the ground, Chen Le and the others had already woken up, and they were all beaten by Mo Mo in front of them.
Frightened, eyes wide open, not knowing what to say.
In the eyes of everyone, Ye Wutian is like an invincible little strongman, getting up again and again. Those who are interested will find that the time between him being knocked down and getting up is getting shorter and shorter, and every time he is knocked down, he gets up again and again.
, he became more energetic, and it was completely invisible that he was injured.
"Come again, use all your strength." Ye Wutian got up again and said to the middle-aged man, who always felt that he was still a little bit behind.
The middle-aged man was so angry that his head was smoking. Ye Wutian got up again and again, which made him begin to wonder, are his fists made of cotton? Can't he pose the slightest threat to others?
What on earth is going on? The other party has secretly asked himself this question more than once, but he can't get an answer to this kind of question.
boom!
The middle-aged man punched again, this time with all his strength.
What surprised him was that Ye Wutian got up quickly again, and he could see an excited expression on Ye Wutian's face.
Several times, the middle-aged man almost couldn't help but ask what was going on.
It's still a little bit worse. It would be better if it could be stronger.
Feeling anxious in his heart, Ye Wutian looked around, then fixed his gaze on the wall on the right side of the room, ran over quickly, picked up the large wooden hammer, and weighed it, feeling its weight.
In rural areas, many people have this kind of wooden hammer.
After feeling that the weight was enough, Ye Wutian was ecstatic and placed the wooden hammer in front of the middle-aged man: "Use this."
Although everyone vaguely guessed Ye Wutian's intention, when they heard it with their own ears, they were still shocked and looked at Ye Wutian with incredulous eyes.
monster!
Not only the middle-aged man thinks so, but Chen Le and the others also think so. The young master is really a weirdo.
"Don't ask why, I'm satisfied and I'll tell you later." Ye Wutian seemed to see the middle-aged man's doubts, but how could he have time to explain now? He couldn't explain now.
The middle-aged man numbly took the large wooden hammer, his mind went blank. Not long ago, Ye Wutian was seriously injured by him. Looking at him now, it doesn't look like he was injured?
"Remember, try your best," Ye Wutian said. "Come on."
The middle-aged man grasped the large wooden hammer with both hands, concentrated all his strength on the wooden hammer, and controlled the large wooden hammer to hit Ye Wutian's abdomen hard.
The moment the large wooden hammer came into contact with his stomach, Ye Wutian knew that the power he wanted had arrived. Facing such a huge power, the guy was both nervous and looking forward to it.
He took off, fell to the ground, and hit Ye Wutian with huge force. This time, Ye Wutian flew further, nearly ten meters.
Ye Wutian didn't feel much pain from those few punches just now. Now, the heartbreaking pain hit him again, almost making it unbearable for Ye Wutian.
The middle-aged man had been greatly stimulated today, and he struck out with anger. He wanted to see what would happen to this invincible little strong man.
hot!
Ye Wutian felt hot. The heat wave made him scream and wonder if he was eager to seek merit? The heat emanating from his Dantian seemed to want to melt him.