Chapter 3

Before this, his "Iron Plow Fist" was only at the initial stage. To reach Xiaocheng, it would still take a few more months.

Not only that.

After practicing for two hours, Chen Yu felt the Qi and blood in his body becoming stronger and stronger, as though it was endless.

On normal days.

If Chen Yu practiced for an hour, his body would be drenched in sweat and he would feel tired. But now, after practicing for two hours, it was actually very easy.

After the transformation, his body seemed to know no fatigue, and the recovery of his stamina was even more shocking.

Two hours … four hours … six hours.

Hu! Peng peng peng! Peng peng peng …

Chen Yu's fist technique was big and powerful, and he himself was fighting to his heart's content.

Unknowingly, a night had passed.

For the entire night, Chen Yu practiced "Iron Plow Fist", and only when he was hungry would he rest for food.

After a night.

Chen Yu's "Iron Plow Fist" had a feeling of freedom, as though it was not too far from the great success stage.

What was even more surprising was!

He, who had been stuck at the late stage of body refining for a long time, after a night of hard work, his martial cultivation was actually approaching the upper limit of the body refining realm!

"This is really hard to imagine..."

Chen Yu took a deep breath, and opened up his slightly trembling hands.

At this moment, he could clearly feel his improvement. His heart was beating steadily, bringing with it an unparalleled belief.

The "Crystal Heart" that had fused not only transformed Chen Yu's physique, but even his martial cultivation talent had undergone some mysterious changes.

In addition, Chen Yu had been stuck at his current stage for a long time, and with the accumulation, he was able to cultivate "Iron Plow Fist", a low-level fist technique. It could be said that he was making rapid progress!

...

A sliver of dawn appeared on the horizon.

Chen Yu stopped practicing, and floated back to the outer sect encampment, his face overflowing with excitement and joy.

With today's progress, it did not seem difficult for him to advance to the "Illuminating Pulse Stage" in two months.

As long as he broke through to the Illuminating Pulse Stage within the time limit, Chen Yu would be able to establish himself in the Sect.

He even felt that after the transformation of his body, his martial talent was definitely not inferior to those rumored geniuses in the Sect.

At this moment.

Chen Yu's stomach began to rumble with hunger again.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that after merging with the mysterious crystal, his appetite had increased by more than ten times.

Fortunately, the outer disciples of Yunyue Gate had a "cafeteria" where they could have their meals.

In the early morning.

There were already some people in the cafeteria.

Chen Yu couldn't care less. He held a big bun in his left hand and half a pig's trotter in his right hand as he ate.

His wolfing down the food attracted the attention of the nearby outer court disciples.

"When did this kid become a good-for-nothing …?"

"I think he's been oppressed by Wang Lingyun for too long and needs to vent."

In the cafeteria, several disciples teased each other.

In Yunyue Gate, the number of outer disciples was usually limited to around three hundred.

Because of the Sect's elimination system, if one didn't break through to the Meridian Opening Stage within three years, or if one didn't break through to the Meridian Opening Stage by the age of sixteen, they would be expelled from the Sect.

Therefore, most of these outer sect disciples recognized Chen Yu, and they also knew about the enmity between him and Wang Lingyun.

"Hmph! I don't know why Mu Xueqing likes this good-for-nothing. "

A horse-faced youth walked over with an unfriendly expression.

Chen Yu glanced at him, then shifted his gaze to the oily pig's trotter in his hand. He felt that the latter was more attractive, so he ignored him.

This kind of disregard made the horse-faced youth furious.

He was puzzled. Normally, Chen Yu was wary of him and didn't dare to offend him.

"Tsk tsk, this Feng De has only entered the sect for a year, but he's already reached the peak of Body Forging. I didn't expect him to also be a pursuer of Mu Xueqing."

Some of the nearby outer sect disciples laughed playfully, which made the horse-faced youth even angrier.

The horse-faced youth was called Feng De, and he was considered to be quite talented among the outer sect disciples.

Bang!

A large pig's trotter smashed in front of Chen Yu's table, and meat flew everywhere, interrupting his meal.

Chen Yu frowned and looked at the horse-faced youth in front of him.

"Feng De, what's the meaning of this?"

Chen Yu was a little unhappy that his meal was interrupted.

However, he was helpless against this kind of provocation. Using logic to educate him would definitely not work.

This was because the Yunyue Gate encouraged competition between disciples. As long as no one was killed or seriously injured, it wasn't a big problem.

This kind of provocation was extremely common. In the past, Chen Yu would always try his best to endure it.

"I'm here to admire Brother Chen's majesty. A person that 'Mu Xueqing' likes is indeed different. Even his meal is so bold and unrestrained …"

Feng De crossed his arms with a playful expression.

"Hahaha …"

The disciples nearby burst into laughter.

Chen Yu frowned slightly, but he didn't move and continued to eat the food in his hand.

However, Feng De didn't plan to let Chen Yu off just like that. The other party's previous disrespectful attitude made him very unhappy.

Feng De planned to take this opportunity to teach Chen Yu a lesson. Perhaps it could let 'Dream Fairy' Mu Xueqing remember his name.

As Mu Xueqing's admirer, Feng De had tried to strike up a conversation, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't even remember his name.

That incident had caused Feng De to lose a great deal of face, and he had been sulking for a long time.

Now that he bumped into Chen Yu, he was even more unhappy. He was happy that Chen Yu actually dared to talk back to him.

"Mu Xueqing …"

Chen Yu was suddenly stunned and sighed in his heart.

Many people in the sect thought that Mu Xueqing had taken a liking to him, and they ended up together.

However, the reality was not like that.

Chen Yu had pursued Mu Xueqing before? It was true!

Mu Xueqing was his dream lover? That was right!

After all, how many young men wouldn't be tempted by such a pure, elegant and talented beauty?

However, in fact.

Chen Yu didn't chase after Mu Xueqing. He just walked closer to her.

This was because the two of them were from the same big family in Xiangyang City. They knew each other when they were young and could be considered as childhood sweethearts.

In the past, Mu Xueqing, the little beauty, was still quite dependent on him and they were considered close.

However.

Ever since they entered the Yunyue Gate, Mu Xueqing began to be indifferent to his pursuit, but she didn't reject him directly.

However, compared to other disciples, the relationship between Chen Yu and Mu Xueqing could be described as' intimate ', which made many people jealous.

"Come on, Brother Chen, this pig trotter, it's my treat …"

Feng De picked up a pig trotter and poked Chen Yu's face, interrupting the latter's brief reminiscence.

Such a frivolous action was simply a blatant insult!

As for the nearby disciples, they all cheered loudly, not wanting to miss out on a good show of "love rivals".

"Feng De is already at the peak of the body tempering stage and is not far from the meridian opening stage. His martial talent is even better …"

"This Chen Yu has been at the bottom of the outer sect for a long time. I'm afraid he's going to suffer again."

The nearby people shook their heads, but they were not optimistic about Chen Yu.

"Scram!"

Chen Yu dodged the pig trotter and subconsciously counterattacked with a punch.

Hu!

That punch had a faint sound of thunder, naturally displaying the power of the 'Iron Plow Fist'.

"You still dare to counterattack?"

Feng De sneered. He was intentionally provoking Chen Yu to attack. However, he didn't expect the other party to attack so quickly.

Formless Palm!

Feng De's palm spun and his legs slightly arched, using an exquisite method to block Chen Yu's attack.

His move contained the power of a reverse spin, and there was a follow-up move: First, cushion the opponent's attack, then use the power of quick thunder to rebound back like a bowstring.

However, Feng De's plan failed.

"Bang!"

The fist and palm clashed together, giving off a low sound like thunder, causing people to shiver.

"Ah!"

Feng De screamed, feeling a sharp pain and numbness in his entire arm.

Bang!

In the next moment, Feng De's body flew out pathetically, smashing a table.

What!

Some of the outer sect disciples present were stunned or had their mouths wide open.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

This Feng De … was actually sent flying by Chen Yu's punch?

In an instant, the entire cafeteria was in a depressing silence, and only the 'clang' of cutlery could be heard.

After a long time.

"Ah? This is too strange! "

"Feng De's martial arts cultivation and talent are much better, even the martial art 'Formless Palm' that he used is more profound …"

The outer sect disciples were in an uproar, and many of them were somewhat indignant.

After all, subconsciously, they were all optimistic about Feng De.

"What?"

After sending Feng De flying with a punch, Chen Yu was slightly dazed, looking at his own fist.

He could not believe that this was his own punch.

Thump thump! Thump thump!

As his heart beat, the surging vitality and qi and blood gave him an unprecedented sense of reality and a strong will.

"Just now, I only used sixty to seventy percent of my strength. The power of the 'Iron Plow Fist' is probably not far from the great success stage … "

Chen Yu immediately understood what was going on.

In just a day, not only did his physique transform, his strength increased greatly, the power of his martial arts fist technique also increased greatly.

The combination of the two brought a sharp increase in his combat power!

"How is this possible! My 'Formless Palm' has recently broken through to Xiaocheng. "

Feng De crawled up from the ground, unable to accept this reality, and muttered, "He must have made the first move, I have not used my full strength."

The spectators also agreed with this point.

Chen Yu's sudden attack had the advantage of making the first move.

"Again!"

Feng De roared, the veins all over his body bulged, his palms turned wonderfully, attacking Chen Yu's shoulders.

Iron Plow Fist!

Chen Yu smiled coldly, his fists whistled like iron balls, bursting out an even more shocking aura than before, facing Feng De.

Bang! Bang! …

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged three blows, the sound was deafening.

The first punch.

Feng De retreated three steps, this time he was not sent flying, but his face was smeared with a trace of red.

The second punch.

Wah!

Feng De's face turned pale, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face full of horror.

The third punch.

"Bang!"

Feng De's body flew out again, directly crashing into two tables.

The surrounding disciples who were watching the show, the playful expressions on their faces gradually froze.

Seeing Chen Yu approaching step by step.

Feng De's arm, had already lost feeling, could not be lifted at all, his face full of horror, "I admit defeat! Admit defeat … "

The continuous collisions just now made him fear Chen Yu.

The opponent's strength was really terrifying, his aura was even more violent, each punch stronger than the last, he was simply a monster!