I didn't think about other people's affairs anymore.
He knew very well in his heart that whether something happened to a person had something to do with others, but the most important thing was himself.
Either nip it in the bud and stay away from danger.
Or make yourself strong and act as a deterrent.
For him, of course he would not choose to run away from trouble, but would rather make himself awesome enough to be a Klass.
Speaking of which, he was called Madman Ye, Birdman Ye, Daring Ye, Brother of the ruthless little brother, etc. Not only was he not angry at all, but he felt very relieved.
the reason is simple.
It was his ruthless and violent attitude towards his enemies that saved him from a lot of troubles and even unnecessary disasters.
Think about it too.
No one wants to deal with someone like him these days.
Even people who are stronger than him are not willing.
no way.
not to be trifled.
If you provoke someone who cannot be beaten, you are asking for trouble, and you may end up dying.
If someone who can fight him provokes him, he will not get much benefit. He will injure the enemy a thousand times and lose himself eight hundred.
No one is willing to do this unless they are crazy to a certain extent or are really driven into a desperate situation.
However, Ye Chong felt a little regretful that the evil reputation he had finally earned was of no use in the place of death.
Everyone comes from different places, who knows who?
Therefore, he must now think carefully about how to pass down his violent and cruel reputation in this place of death.
He knew that only in this way could he live a better life and win enough respect in this world where force is respected.
But as soon as he got into the tent, someone opened the curtain, and there was also an intriguing fragrance, which made people want to move.
"The tent you set up is so beautiful," Huahong poked her head in, her smile even redder than Hua'er's, "Do you want me to tidy it up for you?"
Wow!
There was a burst of laughter outside the tent.
Then, the laughter faded away in a funny way.
Ye Chong said with a dark face: "Can't you... have a good sleep at night? There is a competition tomorrow, go and prepare well."
"I know," Huahong smiled sweetly, "Haha, you were looking at me just now. I thought you had something to do with me?"
"When did I look at you?" Ye Chong looked confused, "I looked behind you... is there any danger?"
Speaking of which, he did look at Huahong a few times just now, but he really wasn't looking at her, but in the lake behind her, there were several Atlantean girls swimming on their backs. How could they not sneak up on that special thing?
How many glances?
It's just that he can't talk about it, it's too charming.
"Then you need to call me if you have anything?" Huahong smiled sweetly and backed away.
Wow!
Another burst of laughter came out.
Ye Chong's nose is a little crooked.
I really don’t know what the guys outside are thinking?
He is already a warrior, but he is still full of fancy words. Who do you think he is?
Do you really think that he is an immoral person in front of everyone?
impossible.
After calming down, Ye Chong quickly sat cross-legged on the ground and entered a meditative state.
Speaking of which, he really wanted to establish his own reputation here, but he also knew that it was definitely not easy to do this in front of elites from all over the world.
However, since you have decided to do this, there is no reason to back down, but to find a way to achieve it.
It should be said that among the thousands of martial arts warriors participating in the trials, he has both advantages and disadvantages.
Let’s talk about the disadvantages first.
He is at a lower level than most people.
This means one thing.
Most people's Qi and blood are more than twice his.
In other words, his sustainable combat ability is low when it comes to the use of combat skills based on Qi and blood.
This requires him to cut through the knot with a sharp knife and end the fight as soon as possible. Otherwise, the longer the entanglement lasts, the more disadvantageous it will be to him.
As for physical and mental aspects, although in theory the higher the level, the higher the level, but in fact, he is confident that his physical fitness and the spirit of being a martial artist are by no means comparable to ordinary martial arts warriors.
Now, let’s talk about the advantages.
Lots of background.
First, merit points.
With its existence, the biggest disadvantage of insufficient Qi and blood disappears.
As long as the large recovery period and small recovery period are calculated, combat points can effectively and continuously replenish qi and blood.
Even to a certain extent, his sustainable combat ability using combat skills based on Qi and blood is enough to kill any martial arts general-level warrior.
Second, go crazy.
This can instantly increase your combat power.
Third, there is a small mole on the palm.
As for other aspects, such as the use of warrior weapons such as the Starry Sky Blade, unique skills including spiritual attacks, and auxiliary equipment such as Yuyi, these are not comparable to ordinary high-level martial arts warriors.
"However, even with these, it can keep my overall combat power from falling behind, but it can't cover up the fact that my realm is low. In other words, if I can improve my realm, it will be helpful for me to establish my own reputation.
It will be of great benefit.
But……
Do I really need to do this?
hehe.
Am I really capable of doing this?"
Just when Ye Chong was thinking wildly, there was also an undercurrent surging outside.
Especially as night falls, some dangerous atmosphere is quietly spreading.
A warrior from the Two Meter Continent picked some red fruits in the nearby forest and was walking back with a smile.
Suddenly, his expression changed and he froze in place.
At the same time, five people appeared from behind, left and behind him, surrounding him.
"Brothers from the Black Continent," the warrior from the Two-Meter Continent said calmly and slowly, "I don't know if you have any advice?"
"Leave the things behind." A black man with an afro swayed his body rhythmically, as if he was doing a hip-hop dance.
"Oh, okay," the warrior from the Two Meter Continent grinned and handed the bag containing the red fruits forward, "You guys try it quickly, it tastes really good, haha. I'll pick some more later."
"That's not what we want." Another black African who looked bloated said with a playful smile.
"What do you mean?" The warrior from the two-meter continent suppressed his smile.
"Hand over your sword." The fat Heizhou man shook his head, "Otherwise, I'll keep your head."
"How dare you!" The voice of the two-meter-old mainlander suddenly became louder, but he immediately realized that something was wrong, and the voice seemed to be unable to be transmitted.
"Haha, you can try louder and see if anyone can hear you?" The third Heizhou man held a black stick and patted it gently in his hand, making a gloomy sound.
Whoosh!
The two-meter-long mainland man suddenly jumped up from the ground and wanted to rush out of the woods. Unexpectedly, less than one meter away from the ground, a javelin fell straight down from the air.
As a result, before he could dodge sideways, a black stick came towards him, frightening him so much that he quickly backed away in panic.
Then, he felt a chill on his back, as if something was passing through his body, making him feel a sense of emptiness.