Sorry, the System is Really Amazing

"Little bastard! You want to die!!!" At this moment, He Yiming's eyes also became extremely ferocious.

The wooden box was taken away by Ye Chen just now, now that I think about it, it was definitely a coincidence!

'This little bastard, how can he know any martial arts? He is nothing more than a little faster, unexpected! '

But in fact, He Yiming didn't understand at all that the word "unexpectedly" is the essence of dog-beating-stick method! It is also the essence of martial arts!

"Death!" He Yiming roared, and hit Ye Chen's big head with his right fist. This fist was mixed with strong wind, compressing a piece of air into a ball.

He Yiming shot with anger. But Ye Chen still has value to use, so before his fist hit Ye Chen, he stretched out his five fingers, turned his fist into claws, and grabbed Ye Chen's neck, intending to lift Ye Chen up directly.

Ye Chen came late, picked up the mop, and swept across He Yiming's face with a strong wind, very urgent.

He Yiming hurriedly leaned back to avoid it.

Ye Chen smiled, took the mop back, and used the "Zhuan" tactic in the Dog Beating Stick Technique.

Immediately, the mop swept towards He Yiming's feet like a tornado.

He Yiming was dodging, so his foot was not stable. Ye Chen's mop just touched his feet, and he borrowed the strength in his body to push a thousand catties. He Yiming fell to the ground with a bang!

"Ah?!" Chen Song, who was watching the battle, never expected that Ye Chen would knock He Yiming down with a mop in his hand!

"What a clever trick!" In the next second, Chen Song's eyes lit up, "It turns out that the little brother is also a martial arts master! I... I was wrong! I was wrong!"

Besides, when He Yiming fell like this, he was swept down to the ground by his own strength, therefore, he was also extremely embarrassed, even a piece of his forehead was smashed, bleeding profusely!

"Damn it! I just don't believe in evil!" He Yiming jumped up.

This time, he didn't care about capturing Ye Chen anymore, and he drew his right palm directly towards Ye Chen's cheek.

Ye Chen's dog-beating stick technique is extremely proficient, and he used a "quote formula", pulling He Yiming's slap with a mop——

Snapped--!

This forceful slap,

He slapped He Yiming's own cheek with his backhand!

"Pfft!" He Yiming was so pumped that his eyes were staring, his cheeks were as red and swollen as a pig, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and in the blood was mixed with a front tooth!

Before He Yiming came back to his senses——

Snapped--!

Ye Chen slapped He Yiming's face with a mop.

Leaving a bright red, shocking imprint.

"Ouch! Grab the grass!" He Yiming jumped up on the spot when he was whipped. His face was burning with pain.

Next, the mop in Ye Chen's hand slapped He Yiming's face, head, and body like a storm.

Snapped

Snapped

Snapped

...

He Yiming was rolled all over the floor, no matter how he dodged, it was useless. An ordinary mop, at this moment, bit him like a gangrene, and twitched wildly.

He Yiming only felt that the mop in Ye Chen's hand turned decay into magic, as if it possessed some kind of magical power, making it impossible for him to exert all his strength.

It's just being led by the nose!

It's so frustrating!

It's too... helpless!

It makes no sense!

Ye Chen, however, became more and more handy as he fought more and more. If the dog-beating stick method can't be used four or two times to beat the strong with the weak, how can it be the first-class kung fu in the world?

Of course, a certain level of strength can overcome all clever moves, and a certain level of speed can defeat all kinds of clever moves - it's only because He Yiming's strength is not strong enough, and his speed is not fast enough.

Therefore, he can only be beaten.

"This... what kind of martial art is this? It's soft, but it can beat a mid-stage martial artist to the point where he can barely fight back like a child?" Chen Song stared straight at Ye Chen, thinking But trembling. "Little brother is really a hidden master! Fortunately, I am polite to him—"

"Hey! Hold the grass, stop hitting the grass! Stop hitting! I give up!" He Yiming wailed.

slap. slap.

"I said I would beat you, have you accepted?"

"Submit it, give it up, stop beating, stop beating..."

slap. slap.

...

Ten minutes later.

Ye Chen finally got enough of his hand addiction, and threw the mop aside.

He Yiming got up from the ground with lingering fear. At this time, his whole body was beaten blue and purple, almost without a piece of good flesh or skin. It's really bruised and bruised all over, it's horrible.

"You...you...you..." He Yiming looked at Ye Chen with the eyes of a monster.

Now, he understood.

Ye Chen is a Lianjiazi!

Impressively, a flash of inspiration flashed in He Yiming's mind. 'This kid really doesn't have the slightest internal energy, but his martial arts are so exquisite! If he is an inner strength fighter, even if he is only a martial artist in the early stage of inner strength, and uses this martial art to hit me, I will die so early! This is a set of martial arts where the weak defeat the strong and leapfrog battles! He...he...what is he behind? Could it be that he is a descendant of the ancient martial arts family! right! right! definitely is! Only the real ancient martial arts family can have such profound mysteries and martial arts that are not inferior to the ancients! '

Thinking of this, He Yiming was also a little scared!

"Get out soon?!" Ye Chen smiled softly.

"Okay, okay, I'll get out... I'll admit it today..." He Yiming gave up, and from the corner of his eye, he quickly glanced at Chen Song, with a resentful and unwilling expression.

"Get out!" Ye Chen made a gesture to pick up the mop again.

"Don't! Don't! I'm going to go!" He Yiming backed away like a snake, "Chen Song, damn it, you are lucky to have met an expert! Damn it!"

He Yiming exited the study and asked suddenly. "Little...little brother, you...what kind of martial arts are you doing?"

"Hahahaha~~~Listen up, this is the dog beating stick method, I specialize in beating wild dogs and mad dogs!" Ye Chen laughed.

He Yiming was silent for a few seconds, and then left.

"Little brother, thank you so much..." Chen Song held the wooden box in his hand, stood up tremblingly, and walked towards Ye Chen with a flattering expression, "Little brother, this stick technique is really amazing! Admiration, admiration!"

Liu Ruxin also breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "Mr. Ye, I didn't expect you to be so good at fighting."

"Brother, is your injury okay?" Ye Chen walked over slowly and sat down.

"It's okay, take a few pills to treat internal injuries, and you'll be cured within a week." Chen Song followed and walked over with an apologetic smile on his face. "That...little brother...this...this explosive qi pill, how...how should I take it?"

"Oh?" Ye Chen looked at Chen Song playfully.

Chen Songxi said with a frown. "Little brother, I am not He Yiming's opponent. The Explosive Qi Pill is in my hands. If I refuse to accept it for a day, I will be guilty of a crime. Little brother, if I can become a martial arts master, I will never be afraid of He Yiming again! "

Ye Chen smiled without saying a word.

"Little brother! Please come up with a price!" Chen Song is also a sensible person, knowing that Ye Chen deliberately concealed the method of taking the Explosive Qi Pill from the very beginning.

This is up for grabs!

At the same time, a system notification sounded in Ye Chen's mind.

After defeating the martial artist He Yiming, the task was completed, and all the system's rewards were revealed.

Ye Chen's heart skipped a beat, 'I have defeated an inner warrior, what rewards can the system give me? '

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