Chapter Fifty-Eight: God-level Martial Arts!

He Yong also came back to his senses, looking at Jin Lao and Zhou Lao who had fallen to the ground, and before he could say anything, he heard the voice of the system coming into his mind:

"Ding, congratulations to the host for integrating the Mantis Fist, and the Mantis Fist has successfully been upgraded to the god level. ”

"Ding, the host will raise the Mantis Fist to the god level and get a reward: 200,000 exchange points!"

He Yong was overjoyed when he heard this, and he didn't have time to check the exchange point, so he walked directly to Sun Haowen.

Unexpectedly, Sun Haowen found He Yong coming, with a ghostly expression on his face, turned around and pulled his legs and ran away.

And that light work is actually ----- 'Fly on the grass!'

Isn't this a light work I uploaded?

He Yong was speechless for a while, this guy ran so fast, and he was ready to exchange a bad luck sticker for him!

Forget it, let's see how the two old guys are.

Two old men, one humming and the other spurting blood.

Seeing He Yong coming, the two stopped humming and vomiting blood, and got up directly with a grunt.

Zhou Lao covered his chest and asked nervously, "What do you want?"

He Yong was speechless for a moment, although he knew that this old guy was injured by himself, but when he covered his chest and asked himself with a nervous face, He Yong still couldn't help but feel a chill.

groove, I don't blame Shu Xiao..... Well, this should be considered a 'weird kid'.... What a!

He Yong looked at Zhou Lao with a black line on his face and said, "You old guy, can you not look at me with such pitiful eyes?"

Just now you said that you want to abolish my martial arts and make me a disabled person, should I ........?"

"Don't don't don't ....." Jin Lao's face was pale, and he didn't know if he was spurting too much blood, or if he was frightened by He Yong.

He wiped the blood on his mouth, and then said: "It's all a misunderstanding, we were talking about it just now, in fact, we just want to defeat you and make Zhao Xiaoyu feel that you are not suitable to be a bodyguard." ”

Zhou Lao also hurriedly said: "That's right, what our little master means is just that you can't be Zhao Xiaoyu's bodyguard." We're getting old and have no internal strength, which will make us worse than dead!"

'Life is better than death?' He Yong instantly remembered his life and death talisman, if it weren't for the fact that there were many people now, he could have planted them for these two old guys.

He Yong also has no hobby of bullying the elderly, after all, he is a five-good youth from the earth.

He could only threaten: "You remember, next time you come to provoke me, I don't care if you are old or not, I will definitely abolish your martial arts!"

"Yes, yes, yes.... Thank you little brother for your mercy....."

After the two finished speaking, they immediately used light skills and left.

He Yong was about to leave, but was blocked by people watching around.

"Little brother, you also practice mantis boxing, and you have actually cultivated to the grandmaster level, do you have any tricks?" asked a middle-aged man.

"Can you teach us? Why do I feel that I am not as powerful as my family heirloom Broken Tablet Palm, but after you perform it, it is the same as a high-level exercise?" asked a simple-looking young man.

"Handsome man, if you can guide me to train mantis boxing to your level, then I can go anywhere with you at night.," said a woman with heavy makeup.

"Young man, you tell me the trick of cultivation, and I'll introduce my daughter to you. My daughter is as beautiful as I am....." said a strong woman who looked like Zhang Fei.

“...........”

He Yong was speechless for a while, so he could only play haha, and used Ling Bo's micro-steps to quickly squeeze out of the crowd and flee.

This place is not far from the Juewei Hotel, and He Yong arrived at the Juewei Hotel in a few minutes.

He took the elevator straight to the eighth floor, the office where he signed the contract yesterday.

Outside the office, He Yong knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

This was Zhao Xiaoyu's voice, and He Yong directly pushed the door in.

Inside, Zhao Xiaoyu tied up a ponytail and wore a peaked cap. A loose T-shirt couldn't hide her beautiful figure, and a pair of denim shorts exposed her snow-white slender thighs.

When He Yong saw Zhao Xiaoyu's dress, he couldn't help but be stunned, this is not like what he wore at work?

Zhao Xiaoyu saw He Yong and said with a smile: "You are finally here, just accompany me to go shopping today, and I will also buy you a few sets of clothes, so as not to embarrass me." ”

He Yong rolled his eyes, although he had expected that there would be work clothes to wear, but he didn't expect it to be purchased temporarily.

And what Zhao Xiaoyu said about it, what is a shame?

For him, the clothes can be warm and comfortable, and they are not so particular.

But since she needs to be protected for twenty days because of the system task, it is better to listen to her, and it doesn't cost much to get clothes.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoyu's father also walked into the office, and after seeing He Yong, his eyes suddenly showed a hot light.

He walked up to He Yong in three or two steps and said, "Xiao He, just now Sun Haowen's father called me and said that you beat Zhou Lao and Jin Lao beside him?"

Hey, that's two third-grade martial artists! They joined forces, even the people in the late third-grade stage would suffer, but they were beaten by you!

Xiao He, I didn't say it, we are absolutely relieved of your strength. It's just that can we change this contract?

Twenty days is too short, if you are willing to be my daughter's bodyguard for a long time, I will give you 20,000 yuan a month, what?"

When Zhao Xiaoyu heard this, He Yong actually defeated two people who joined forces comparable to the late stage of the third grade, and her eyes instantly revealed a trace of heat.

I didn't expect to spend 10,000 yuan to hire a high-grade martial artist as a bodyguard, which is really worth it.

Everyone in this world is good at martial arts, but many people only have four to six grades of strength.

To achieve the highest level of martial arts, either the qualifications must be good, or the exercises must be good.

Zhou Lao and Jin Lao are good at martial arts, otherwise they would never have become three-rank martial artists.

And 90% of the people in this world have very ordinary qualifications, and they can rely on these internal forces to achieve cold and heat and prolong life.

This is not like in the novel, the longer you cultivate, the older you get, the more powerful you become.

After all, this is a high-tech world, and people still need to go to work, earn money, and watch movies, fish, and travel when they have time.

There are not too many people who really practice hard, except for some professions that require special training, such as sports, special police, special forces, professional security personnel, etc., will specialize in practicing combat martial arts.

This is somewhat similar to martial arts schools, taekwondo gyms and so on the earth.

Those who have studied martial arts are naturally more powerful than ordinary people.

And in this world, those who learn combat martial arts are of course more powerful than those who can only use internal skills and simple fist and foot exercises.

But not many people will go to specialize in martial arts, it is one thing to endure hardship, it is another thing to spend money, and it is easy to get caught in a fight. In this case, how many people still want to practice martial arts desperately?

At this time, Zhao Xiaoyu's father and daughter were amazed that He Yong had defeated two third-grade martial artists in battle.

First of all, He Yong is too young, and he looks like he is in his twenties. Secondly, He Yong said and even added a clause to the contract: you must challenge the chef of Juewei Hotel at any time, and if you win, you can get a place in the God of Food Competition.

This means that He Yong's cooking skills should be very good. Of course, this is just what Zhao Xiaoyu's father and daughter think, otherwise how can they explain that He Yong is so young, but he can defeat the martial artists in the late stage of Sanpin?

The so-called manpower is sometimes poor, if He Yong is so young, not only good at cooking, but also participated in special training, or went to a martial arts academy, then they would not believe it.