The man remained motionless.

Yang Chen was bold, tiptoed to the person's side, thought about it, and cautiously walked behind the person, then stretched out a finger and stabbed the person in the back, but there was no response.

Poke again, but there is no response.

That person stood there like a statue, and Yang Chen studied it for a while before giving up. No threat to himself anyway, he slipped over to the row of hammers by the wall. The size of the hammer varied, and Yang Chen walked up to the largest hammer and held the handle of the hammer with both hands.

Didn't move!

Drag!

Didn't move!

Shake!

Didn't move!

"How heavy is this!"

Looking at this row of hammers, Yang Chen's gaze fell directly on the smallest hammer. He strode over, grasped the handle of the hammer with both hands, and lifted it up with all his might.

"This hammer weighs a hundred pounds!"

"Huh?"

Yang Chen's hand shook and he almost threw the hammer. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the man who had been motionless, and suddenly moved. He strode up to the heaviest hammer, stretched out a hand, lifted it, and walked to the platform in the center.

"Boom ......"

The stove next to it suddenly burst into flames, and the metal inside quickly burned red. The man made of tadpoles, as soon as he grabbed the void, a piece of red-hot metal in the furnace flew up and landed on the platform.

"Hoo ......"

A huge hammer slashed lightly through the air, resounding with a heavy hum throughout the room, slamming hard against the red-hot metal.

"When ......"

Sparks were flying everywhere, deafening, like fireworks in full bloom, whether it was visual or auditory, it gave Yang Chen a great impact.

"Dangdangdang......"

The hammer continued, and Yang Chen's body stood there stiffly, his heart was beating violently at this time, and his blood was boiling at this time, as if he was watching a symphony.

This is definitely not striking iron, this is art, the movement is elegant, the sound of the hammer and metal colliding, not harsh at all, emits a unique rhythm, which makes the blood surge.

Iron ...... Can it still be like this?

In front of the stage, the man wielded a hammer, like a conductor wielding a baton, not swift, but extremely steady. The man was naked, allowing Yang Chen to clearly see that every time he swung the hammer, the muscles of his whole body were moving, as if he was superimposing strength.

The use of that kind of power made Yang Chen quickly indulge in it, and his eyes watched every movement of that person for a moment.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Chen Huo Ran woke up in shock, because the voice disappeared.

"Buzz ......"

That person's body dispersed and turned into thousands of tadpoles, like a black cloud enveloping Yang Chen, quickly disappearing into Yang Chen's body. Then Yang Chen felt that his body was out of control, walked towards the platform, picked up the hundred-pound hammer in his hand, and smashed it towards the metal on the platform.

"Dangdangdang......"

The hammer sounded again, and after the initial panic, Yang Chen concentrated his mind, recalling the rhythm of watching that person strike iron before, and gradually became intoxicated.

At the beginning, Yang Chen was completely passive, not only was his body controlled, but even his thinking couldn't keep up with the speed of the hammer. Gradually, Yang Chen's mind kept up with the speed of the hammer, and then began to take the initiative to cooperate with the body hammer.

"Dangdangdang......"

In the hot sparks, Yang Chen felt that his skin, muscles, and muscles were moving in a unique rhythm, and even his organs were vibrating with this rhythm.

One Hammer!

Two hammers!

Three hammers!

......

Three hundred hammers!

Yang Chen not only had numb arms, as if they were not his own, but his whole body seemed to be numb, not his own. But his body was still controlled, and one hammer after another slashed through the air, landing on the metal on the platform with a sonorous force.

Yang Chen is a second-layer martial artist, and ordinary people have the strength of one hundred to one hundred and fifty catties. The first layer of martial arts has the strength of two hundred catties. For every fifty catties of strength, one layer is raised. Now Yang Chen has the strength of two hundred and fifty catties. But if you have the strength of 250 pounds, it doesn't mean that you can pick up a 100-pound hammer and smash it 300 times without stopping.

Yang Chen felt like he was going to die, but he still kept holding the hammer.

Five hundred hammers!

Eight hundred hammers!

"Buzz ......"

Yang Chen felt that a new force had been born in his body!

A thousand hammers!

"Buzz ......"

Dense tadpoles flew out of Yang Chen's body, flew towards the opposite wall, landed on the wall, and turned into a wall of tadpoles.

"When ......"

The hammer in Yang Chen's hand fell on the platform, and he felt that his body was no longer his own. Can't even stand, let alone lift an arm.

Puff ......

Yang Chen sat on the ground, his mind gradually cleared up, and then he thought of a serious problem.

"How do I get out?"

I was in a trance.

Yang Chen opened his eyes and saw his dormitory, and he was lying on the bed. Moved.

"Hiss......"

The pain in his body as if there were thousands of needles stabbing him, made him groan. Yang Chen endured the pain all over his body and sat up, his hand pressing the bed felt wet, and when he looked down, the sheets were soaked with sweat. Feeling that his body was sticky, he rolled up his sleeves and saw that there was a layer of grease-like mucus on both arms.

"How so?"

Yang Chen sat on the bed in a daze, sweating so much in a dream!

"Gollum ......"

Yang Chen's stomach screamed, extreme hunger rushed over, and he felt that he could now eat a cow. Picking up the basin and hand towel and rushing out of the dormitory, rushed into the water room. At this time, it was still class time, there was no one in the water room, Yang Chen cleaned himself, changed into a suit of clothes, threw the dirty clothes on the bed, and rushed out of the dormitory building impatiently, he was really hungry, and his stomach was like a fire.

At this time, it was not yet dinner time in the cafeteria, so Yang Chen had to leave the school gate and walk towards a ramen restaurant opposite.

"Catch the thief!"

A voice came, Yang Chen turned his head to look, and saw a long-haired young man running less than three meters away from him, his eyes were sharply warning him not to meddle. And behind the long-haired young man, there was a patrol chasing after him. Yang Chen almost instinctively smashed his fist out.

Not bad!

It's a smash, not a direct hit, like holding a hammer.

The long-haired young man looked fierce and met Yang Chen's fist with a punch. However, Yang Chen's fist crossed a mysterious trajectory in the air, dodged the opponent's fist, and smashed into the face of the long-haired young man with a "bang".

"Kick and stare at ......"

Yang Chen felt a strong impact coming, and couldn't help but staggered back.

But the young man was also smashed by this punch, and at this moment, the patrol behind him had already kicked the long-haired young man in the back of the heart.

"Bang!"

The long-haired young man grabbed the ground with a dog eating, and the patrol caught three times and divided five by two, and then put the two arms of the long-haired young man behind his back, and then stood up and looked at Yang Chen and said:

"Little brother, thank you!"

"No thanks, I didn't help much. ”

Yang Chen was still a little stunned at this time, he was recalling the punch he had just made, how could he dodge the opponent's fist and smash it on the opponent's face first? With the strength of the opponent to bounce back with his face, the opponent was definitely a martial arts level strength.

"Da Da Da ......"

There was a rush of footsteps, and a young woman ran over, and the patrolman stooped down and took out a purse from the thief's body, handed it to the woman, and said:

"Look at what is missing!"

The woman opened her wallet and looked at it, and thanked her in a series of ways: "Thank you, thank you, big brother, thank you little brother." ”

After the woman left, Yang Chen said, "Patrol brother, it's nothing, I'm going to eat." ”

The patrolman took out his phone and said, "I'll invite you to dinner, you wait a while." ”

"No need to ......"

The patrol ignored Yang Chen, told him where he was on the phone, and then raised his foot and kicked the thief who was still lying on the ground and said:

"Get up!"

The thief got up and glared at Yang Chen threateningly, and the patrolman raised his hand and shouted:

"Be honest!"

Then he turned to Yang Chen and said, "Little brother, my brother doesn't have much money, just the ramen restaurant opposite!"

"I don't need to ......"

"Don't give face to the eldest brother?"

"That'...... Alright!"

Inside a ramen restaurant.

Zhang Long looked at Yang Chen opposite in a daze, Yang Chen on the other side was eating noodles, not gobbling up, but a little shy.

There's no way not to be shy!

At this time, it was not only Zhang Long who was looking at him with wide eyes, but also the few customers in the ramen restaurant, as well as the boss and waiters, who were all looking at him with wide eyes. On the side of his table, there were already seven large bowls stacked, and Yang Chen was eating the eighth bowl.

Yang Chen is also very weak, he usually eats two bowls at most, and he doesn't know what's wrong today, he eats eight bowls. He drank the eighth bowl with soup and water, and felt eight points full. I was still able to eat it, but I was too shy to eat it anymore.

"Brother, you're just a martial apprentice, right?" Seeing Yang Chen put down his chopsticks, Zhang Long asked in surprise, "Can you eat this?"

"It wasn't like this before!" Yang Chen said with a frown: "Just today, Officer Zhang, I will pay for it myself." ”

Zhang Long said with displeasure: "Look down on me?"

"Zhang Patrol Captures ......"

"Call me big brother, or look down on me!"

"Brother Zhang!"

"Hey, that's right!" Zhang Long said with a smile on his face: "You helped me today, you are my little brother." In the future, as long as it is not too troublesome, you can find me. ”

Speaking of this, his face turned gloomy and said, "Actually, I can't help you much, big brother." Now is not before the revival of Reiki, although there are also unique classes at that time, but they are still restricted. Nowadays, the uniqueness of the warrior has become clear. If you provoke a warrior, the eldest brother can only help. By the way, you're from the school across the street?"

"Well, sophomore. ”

"Then it's time to choose a class! How many layers of martial arts are you now?"

"Two floors!" Yang Chen said shyly.

"Tsk!" Zhang Long rubbed his teeth: "Then do you choose liberal arts or science?"

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