Chapter 161: I look so bullied

The Golden Body Jue is the ultimate treasure of the Vajra Gate. Only the most talented and outstanding disciples can be taught. In the entire Vajra Gate, less than ten people are qualified to practice the Golden Body Jue.

Jinshenjue, you can start practicing from the Ninth Level Peak of the day after tomorrow, but that doesn't mean it is very low level. On the contrary, there is no way to define the level of the Golden Body Jue. It can be cultivated from the Ninth Level of the acquired peak to the twelfth floor of the Divine Gate Realm.

This shows that the level of the golden figure is at least the level of the eighth and ninth yellow ranks.

The King Kong Gate is the best for body-building among the ten major schools, so Jinshenjue can almost be said to be the best body-building method among the ten major schools in Danyang County. It is impossible for Chen Feng to find a better one.

But he knows that he must not let people know that he has practiced the Golden Body Judgment. If the Vajra Gate knows that he has practiced the Vajra Gate divine art privately, he will definitely not give up, and he will even come to the door to ask for his skill to be abolished!

So he was looking for something to hide.

It is best if the effect is similar to that of the golden body.

Soon, Chen Feng found it.

Yellow-level sixth-grade forging body martial arts, golden armor and tiger skills.

Body-building methods, after success, people are like wearing golden armor, not afraid of blows.

Chen Feng put away all four cheats.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the side: "Boy, show me your secret book."

Chen Feng thought that he was talking about himself, and when he looked sideways, he saw that it was not against him.

A tall, thin, twenty-seven-year-old man in a blue shirt was staring at a purple-robed boy, and he screamed.

"Boy, I don't know how to be respectful when I meet senior brothers. I want to see the secret book in your hand and hand it over to I quickly!" the wretched and thin young man yelled.

The purple-robed boy gave him a cold look, did not speak, lowered his head and continued to look at the secret book, as if he was a transparent person.

The thin young man felt that he was humiliated. He grabbed the purple-robed boy's collar and shouted sharply: "Little boy, what did I ask you, didn't you hear?"

In the martial arts pavilion, gang energy cannot be used, but the thin young man feels that he can easily tear this purple-robed boy with his physical strength alone.

He is a senior brother who has been training for more than three years.

And the boy in front of him, judging from his age, he knew he had just entered the inner sect.

But he found himself wrong, wrong.

The purple-robed boy easily grabbed his wrist, twisted it slightly, and broke his arm directly. The bones were stabbed out and he screamed in pain.

He stared at the purple-robed boy in shock and horror: "How dare you do something with me? I'm your brother!"

The purple-robed boy sneered: "It's boring to make a small fight. If you want to do it, you can make an appointment. A month later, you will see or leave on the stage of life and death! Dare you?"

The thin young man said viciously: "Okay! I'm the Nei Zong Intermediate Court, Zhao Hu!"

The purple-robed boy proudly said: "New disciple of Nei Zong, lower court, Yang Jingtian!"

The place where the new disciples are located is called the Lower Court. There is also the middle court above it. It is the residence of the disciples who entered the Nei Zong for two to five years.

There is also the upper court above it, which is the place where the disciples of the Nei Zong who have been qualified for more than five years live.

Chen Feng remembered, and secretly said: "No wonder you look so familiar. It turns out that Yang Jingtian, who is the number one newcomer this year, has met twice before."

"Are you Yang Jingtian?" After hearing this, Zhao Hu, a thin young man, immediately changed his face, showing fear on his face.

Yang Jingtian, the first building in the Divine Sect Realm, the first in the rookie list, is extremely talented, and he is from a famous family.

Having strength, background, and talent is definitely not something he can provoke.

He greets those who love to bully and are weaker than himself, but he never dared to provoke those who are stronger than him.

His face was uncertain, obviously thinking about something.

Someone next to him snickered: "Zhao Hu, a scumbag, has low strength. In our middle courtyard, it is considered a lower level. He only takes pleasure in bullying new disciples. Every year when the new disciples come in, it is the happiest time when he is always deliberate. Look for trouble and bully the new disciple."

"Even though he is shameless and scum, but the action is fierce enough. Yesterday he was looking for something to teach a new disciple. He broke all the limbs that the man had beaten, and the bones were broken into powder. Unless there is a very good medicine, otherwise I won’t be able to practice anymore."

"He came from the Zhao family and is one of our Qianyuanzong's many aristocratic families. Although he is a scum, he knows that he can't provoke powerful people. He just bullies the weak, so he has never offended people. Really powerful people are too lazy to deal with him."

"He is extremely talented. He has been cultivating for three years and has not yet entered the second floor. Although Wuhun has awakened, he is also a very ordinary Wuhun. He can never be the number one opponent on the rookie list."

When everyone mentioned him, they showed contempt and obviously looked down upon him.

Zhao Hu's face became even more ashamed when he heard what the people around him said. He took a deep breath and suddenly turned and left.

Obviously, he admitted that he was afraid to fight Yang Jingtian.

There was a ridicule in the crowd, and Zhao Hu stared at Chen Feng suddenly, and said viciously: "Little bastard, what are you laughing at?"