We made you practice martial arts, and you've mastered the Great Golden Body?

Chapter 222: Dish, just practice more!
"Hey, isn't this Moonbird? Long time no see, what's gotten into you?"

"Cooking, just practice more."

"This, this... this voice is..." Wei Peng was startled when he heard the familiar voice in his ear. Then he saw an arm reaching out in front of him, holding an extremely precious second-tier nutritional potion.

He looked up in disbelief at the handsome young man who had suddenly appeared before him, a mixture of joy and hesitation on his face. He moved his lips but remained silent.

Seeing the change in the other person's expression, Shen Bailian couldn't help but shiver. The smile on his lips froze instantly and then slowly disappeared.

however.

"You actually dare to mock even the warriors who protect the honor of Bozhou No. 3 Middle School, what a beast!" Blood trickled from Wei Peng's mouth as he took in Shen Bailian's changing expressions, a sly glint in his eyes.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar handsome young man before him, his thoughts drifted back to the past, back to that bright and sunny morning (Chapter 14).

However, back then, although he didn't have the strength he has now, he was much more carefree.

If there were a choice, only elementary school students would make multiple-choice questions, but Wei Peng chose to have it all.

"Damn!" Hearing that friendly tone, Shen Bailian's smile, which had been fading, returned. He pursed his lips and said with a smile, "If I remember correctly, this is the second time, isn't it?"

"How come you always get beaten so badly?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Peng's face darkened immediately. As the person involved, how could he not understand the meaning behind Shen Bailian's words?

However, he couldn't refute it, because it was indeed an indisputable fact.

"Fuck!"

"Holy crap! That person is... is..." Many first- and second-year martial arts students around the arena stared at the figure that resembled the boy statue outside the door, their expressions frozen, their eyes wide, their pupils suddenly contracting, and they exclaimed in surprise.

It seemed as if they wanted to etch the boy's appearance into their hearts.

"What the hell? Who is he?" A first-year martial arts student asked, seeing the exclamations of his classmates.

Although the martial artist on the stage was only wearing a simple tracksuit, his deep eyes seemed to contain endless wisdom and power. With just a glance, he made everyone present feel a sense of unease.

It's clear he's not an unknown person.

However, no matter how hard the first-year martial arts students racked their brains, there wasn't a single martial arts student in Bozhou City who could match that cold and resolute appearance.

"What the hell? You don't even recognize that guy in the ring? Then why are you studying at Bozhou No. 3 Middle School, you idiot!"

"If you don't recognize it, go outside and look at the statue."

"..."

For a moment, some of the senior martial arts students couldn't help but curse when they heard the question. Because at Bozhou No. 3 High School, if someone hadn't recognized the martial arts prodigy on the stage after so long, it would be quite a feat.

That just means that person is either stupid or malicious.

"What era are we living in? We're supposed to be well-rounded martial arts students, developing morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and practically. Don't train yourselves to the point of losing your brains, okay?" A senior martial arts student, fists clenched, eyes fixed on the figure on the stage, excitedly explained:

"Use your brains and think carefully. Besides Huang Xu and Gao Lei, who else could joke like that with Wei Peng?"

boom!
In an instant, as if enlightened, the first-year martial arts students looked at the tall figure on the stage with fervent eyes.

Improving physical fitness not only enhances strength, but also intelligence and the speed of thought.

No high-level martial artist is stupid; they all have the potential to become top scientists. It's just that their fists are so effective that they habitually use force to deal with ferocious beasts whenever possible.

Although Wei Peng's strength may not rank first among all the martial arts students in Bozhou No. 3 Middle School, he is undoubtedly the most formidable among all the martial arts students in Bozhou.

The reason is also very simple.

Shen Bailian and Wei Peng have an excellent relationship, as close as brothers. Chen Yunsheng once made a mistake and has now completely fallen to the bottom.

This situation reached another climax after news of Shen Bailian's performance in the Golden Cup League spread. Even the principal of Bozhou No. 3 Middle School had to listen to the questions raised by Wei Peng.

A 17-year-old martial artist at the Transcendent Realm, and at least at the late Transcendent Realm stage, is someone that the entire Heavenly Gang Academy, and even the Great Xia Dynasty, would protect at all costs.

If Shen Bailian were to say anything negative or complain about the principal of Bozhou No. 3 Middle School in public on the very first day, the principal could be preparing to resign within an hour.

This is the influence of a top martial arts prodigy. As long as they don't make any fundamental mistakes, the Great Xia government will do its best to give them the green light all the way.

As the saying goes, when one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

Mr. and Mrs. Shen were too used to the old-fashioned way of life to want to change; but Wei Peng was different, he really wanted to improve.

With the reputation of being "Shen Bailian's good brother", anyone with a bit of sense would only befriend him instead of arguing with him for no reason.

Therefore, even though Wei Peng's strength is not even among the top three in Bozhou No. 3 Middle School, it does not affect his reputation and status at all, even though Wei Peng has a relatively approachable personality.

However, apart from Huang Xu, Gao Lei, and Qi Shiyu (Wei Peng's girlfriend), almost no one dared to easily complain to him.

All they offered were flattery and fawning.

"Bang!" Huang Xu looked at the handsome young man on the stage, who was over eight feet tall, with a straight posture like a pine tree and an aura of authority. He slapped his shoulder and said excitedly:
"I knew it! I saw that guy last night and he looked familiar. It turns out it was Shen Bailian. No wonder he was so arrogant. This is going to be interesting."

"It's good to watch a good show, but why don't you pat your own shoulder?" Gao Lei rubbed his slightly sore shoulder and glared at Huang Xu.

"Oh dear, don't mind me, I was just too excited. Besides, patting myself on the shoulder is really silly."

"Grass!"

at this time.

"Sanshi, Jiuri, stop standing there, come and help carry this heavy thing away." Shen Bailian turned to Huang Xu and Gao Lei in the front row and smiled.
"Next, it's my turn to make a move as the martial arts prodigy of Bozhou No. 3 Middle School. Otherwise, if we fight like this, people will think that Bozhou No. 3 Middle School has no one left. We can't waste our guests' time."

Shen Bailian emphasized the last two words, "guest," clearly indicating that he meant no good.

"Okay, here it comes." Huang Xu and Gao Lei exchanged a glance upon hearing that pleasant voice, their eyes revealing undisguised joy. Shen Bailian was still the same Shen Bailian as before.

Although their appearances have changed a lot, their personalities remain the same, as has their brief friendship.

However, when Ye Huang heard the gentle voice beside him, his state of mind was completely different from Huang Xu's, and he couldn't help but shiver.

Although the temperature in the martial arts hall was comfortable, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. A chilling sensation rose from the soles of his feet and quickly spread to his mind.

He felt as if he were facing a natural enemy, and under the influence of an unknown force, his body seemed to have lost control, rendering him unable to move.

"Senior Brother Shen!"

"Senior Brother Shen! Down with that bastard! Smash his teeth..." "..."

Upon seeing this, the martial arts students in the Sky Dome Martial Arts Hall immediately understood what was happening and began to shout, cheers, encouragement, and monkey-like cries... one wave after another, each stronger than the last.

It seemed as if it wanted to break through the constraints of the surrounding walls and rush straight out of the martial arts hall.

The atmosphere was instantly ignited, a stark contrast to the previous deathly silence.

"But isn't this a bit unfair?" A first-year martial arts student with a strong sense of fairness and justice said, looking at Ye Huang who was frozen in shock, with a conflicted expression:

"Senior Brother Shen is already a Transcendent Realm martial artist, while the other party is merely a martial arts apprentice. This is bullying the weak..."

"The big bullies the small?"

"Brother, are you kidding me? Everyone knows how old Senior Brother Shen is, only seventeen! And how old is Ye Huang? Eighteen?"

"Who is bullying the weak?" A short-haired martial arts student, seeing this situation, spoke up with reason and evidence: "Besides, didn't Ye Huang say that only martial arts prodigies of the same age are worthy of being his enemies?"

“Now, Senior Brother Shen is not only not the same age as him, but also a year younger. No matter what, Senior Brother Shen has the moral high ground.”

"Damn, now that you mention it, it actually makes some sense!"

"Brother, your comprehension skills are truly astounding!"

"..."

In an instant, many martial arts students from Bozhou No. 3 Middle School were shocked by the short-haired martial arts student's words, and were amazed by his extraordinary talent.

Although his rhetoric was full of flaws, upon closer examination, it does seem to make sense.

Because Shen Bailian is actually younger than Ye Huang, if we're talking about the older bullying the younger, then from an age perspective, the latter is the one who is.

"%￥#*..."

Hearing the discussions around him, Ye Huang couldn't help but curse inwardly. When did bullying the weak become a matter of age, rather than martial arts level?

However, when he thought about facing the "greatest person in history" of the Heavenly Gang Academy, he felt like the sky was falling. He was there to be bait, not to be a dead fish.

"Master, Master... Senior Brother, save me!"

Ye Huang focused his energy in his dantian, held his breath and concentrated all his strength, and shouted loudly towards a corner of the Sky Dome Martial Arts Hall, the sound waves rolling out in all directions.

It actually drowned out the shouts of thousands of people.

Ye Huang's response, however, was a slightly languid voice.

"Brother Shen, such petty sparring by martial arts students should not be of any interest to you."

"How about this, I am Ye Tianxing, a martial arts prodigy from Chang'an Martial Arts University, with the strength of the peak of the Transcendent Realm. I'm sure I can make Brother Shen have a good time."

Swish swish!
Upon hearing this, all the martial arts students at Bozhou No. 3 Middle School looked in the direction of the sound.

Then they saw a handsome man with a faint smile walk slowly over the crowd and land lightly on the arena.

"So this is ah."

"So that's why the Dragon Gate Seedlings of Qingyun City would come to our small, third-tier city for martial arts academic exchange. So that's what they were planning."

In just a short while, many of the more astute martial arts students roughly guessed that Ye Huang's true purpose for this trip was never to make friends through martial arts, but to see Shen Bailian.

"Well done." Ye Tianxing smiled with satisfaction, patted Ye Huang on the shoulder, and then looked at Shen Bailian again.

His purpose in coming here was to try and provoke Shen Bailian before Shen Bailian had truly matured.

Although he was a martial arts prodigy from a top-tier martial arts university, his early laziness caused his training progress to lag far behind other martial arts prodigies of the same period.

As a result, he only reached the peak of the Transcendent Realm after a whole semester of his senior year, and the amount of resources the school invested in him kept decreasing.

If things continue like this, he will inevitably have to go to the front lines of the Great Xia frequently, and he doesn't want to die, or at least not so soon.

Therefore, he had no choice but to take an unconventional approach, and Shen Bailian, a young martial arts prodigy whose reputation was at its peak, was the perfect target for him to provoke. As long as he could defeat the opponent, his reputation would be greatly enhanced.

And those opportunistic interest groups, seeing this situation, will inevitably pour considerable cultivation resources into him.

however.

"Did I let you come up?" Shen Bailian glanced at the other person and continued indifferently, "I'll give you three seconds to get down, or you'll face the consequences."

Even if Yuwen Changkong came, he couldn't stop him today, let alone some Ye Tianxing? Never even heard of him, he must be some nobody.

In an instant.

The entire Sky Dome Martial Arts Hall became eerily quiet; you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, wondering if they had misheard. That was a martial artist at the peak of the Transcendent Realm, how could he be described as a mere little karami in Shen Bailian's words?
Did I overdo it?

Upon hearing these words and hearing that nonchalant tone, Ye Tianxing's smile vanished instantly, and his eyes turned gloomy.

Doesn't that seem a bit disrespectful to him?
No matter how trash he is, he's still trash among the martial arts prodigies. His martial arts realm has reached the peak of the Transcendent Realm. Even if he faces an ordinary early-stage Sea Opening Realm martial artist, he's confident he can fight for a while.

"Three seconds have passed."

Shen Bailian raised his arm, and then, to everyone's astonishment, brought it down hard.

Ye Tianxing paused slightly, about to speak.

however.

"boom!"

The sound was like thunder. Ye Tianxing immediately felt a heavy blow to his chest. In his vision, the sky was spinning and the earth was turning. His body was as if it had been bombarded by an electromagnetic cannonball and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, Ye Tianxing was violently embedded in the wall, and his right arm disappeared along with it.

"Hey, I gave you a chance, but unfortunately, you couldn't do it."

(End of this chapter)