"It's interesting. Among ordinary warriors, he has the best ability to resist and fight, and is ten times stronger than these weak chickens in your cultivation hall." Peng Hai also stood up and moved his joints slowly. His muscles were like thousands of poisonous snakes, flowing under his white skin, extremely agile.

"Of course, they are professional! You can go to the fighting room first to prepare. Don't forget to use the 'face tattoo' and don't let people discover your true identity." The bald face tattooed man said, pushing open the door and walking into the strength training room.

The strong man who made sandbags said to him: "Director Zhao, this gentleman is looking for you."

The bald-faced man nodded, glanced at the spider pattern on Li Yao's face, and smiled and said, "Here's here? The price is clear, is it okay?"

"Everyone knows, no problem, let's trade directly." Li Yao said coldly, pretending to be an experienced old man.

"That's good, come with me." The bald man with tattoos led the way in front, walked through a corridor, and led Li Yao to a fighting room of about a hundred square meters.

The environment of the fighting room is relatively simple. The surrounding walls are covered with thick straw mats as buffers. The ground is directly covered with rough cement floors. It has been used for a long time, with potholes and cracks all over the place.

The bald man took out a protective suit sewn from nine layers of cowhide and a full set of protective gear from the corner, and signaled Li Yao to put it on.

"Everyone is a member of the circle, so I don't have to talk too much. Anyway, as long as you last three minutes, you can get 10,000 yuan. But if you last less than three minutes, it will be half a cent - Brother Tian said, you have worked in many martial arts schools, you are a gold medal accompanying training, these are all industry rules, no problem, right?"

"Three minutes? Gold Medal Practice?" Li Yao blinked and realized that the other party had recognized the wrong person.

The patterns of the face pattern talisman are not random, with more than 1,300 styles in total. Occasionally, there will be the same pattern on the faces of two people, which is called "face-like".

The boss was probably waiting for another "golden medal coach" with spider patterns on his face, but he mistakenly recognized himself for the other party.

"Sorry—" Li Yao subconsciously wanted to explain, and his heart suddenly moved.

What did this bald uncle just say? After three minutes, he can get ten thousand yuan? How can he make money as a sparring training?

Li Yao was a little jealous.

He fought hard in the tomb of magic weapons, and could only earn 8,000 yuan in a month. Although he slaughtered Si Jiaxue with one knife this time and earned 100,000 yuan, this fat sheep was not something he could encounter casually. Now he can earn another 10,000 yuan in just three minutes. It is enough to buy more than a dozen enhancement potions, so why not do it?

My body has just undergone a mutant change. Compared with the past, my ability to resist strikes has been greatly improved, and I can be called thick and thick!

Most of the members who come to practice in this level of cultivation are at amateur level. Maybe they have just gotten off work and have to go shopping for groceries later. How much strength can they have?

Thinking of this, Li Yao looked at the opposite side and almost laughed out loud.

In the corner of the fighting room, a tall and thin man stood, with his naked upper body not much muscle and his skin looked a little pale. This guy also applied a "face pattern talisman" to his face, and the red and black patterns intertwined into a smiling clown.

It gives people the feeling that this person is ordinary, ordinary, without any master's aura.

What made Li Yao laugh was that when he came in, this gentleman was warming up very seriously, but he was doing the most basic "fifth set of fitness exercises" in the Federation!

This set of fitness exercises was developed by federal cultivation experts for ordinary people to exercise and relax. All federal citizens started learning from kindergarten. There is no question of any martial arts skills. It is just the simplest exercise of hands and feet and stretching muscles.

Now, after repeated upgrades, the "ninth set of athletic exercises" with complex movements and slightly martial arts routines have been developed, while the very simple "fifth set of athletic exercises" is only used by primary school students as exercises during class breaks.

It was clearly a primary school student's break, but this smiling clown did it in a regular and meticulous manner, stretching every move to the limit, as if he was practicing some earth-shaking magical skills.

"This ten thousand yuan is like picking up for nothing. If you don't pick it up, God will strike me with lightning!" Li Yao screamed in his heart.

The bald tattooed man put all the cowhide protective gear on him and frowned and said, "What's the problem?"

"Uh--" Li Yao pondered for a moment and asked, "I can only get beaten? Can I fight back?"

The bald tattooed man was stunned, with a smile on his face, as if he had heard the most humorous joke in the world. He then took a handful of iron inserts and reinforced ceramic inserts from a equipment box in the corner and inserted them into a special pocket on the surface of the cowhide protective gear.

In this way, Li Yao has a triple protection - reinforced ceramic inserts, iron inserts and nine layers of cowhide.

The bald tattooed man said, "As long as you are happy, even if you are good at fighting back, I advise you to do your best to block his attack first, and then say, OK, you guys play slowly, I will come in three minutes later, hope-"

He stopped talking, looked at Li Yao with a look of "everything is indifferent", patted him lightly and heavily on his shoulder, exited the fighting room, and closed the door.

"It's really an amateur level training hall. It's just three minutes of fighting training. Is it necessary to dress so tightly?" Li Yao tried to jump twice, then swung another set of turtle punches, sensing the impact of the protective gear on his body.

He found that this set of protective gear was very exquisitely made. Although it weighed dozens of kilograms after adding iron plates and reinforced ceramic inserts, it did not affect the movement of the limbs. Apart from slightly reducing his speed, it did not affect the ability to attack and parry.

His opponent is still warming up slowly, and has just gone from the fourth quarter to the sixth quarter "stretching exercise" to the sixth quarter. If Li Yao remembers correctly, there are still five bars in the next one!

"Brother, you've been warming up since I came in. Do you have to finish the whole set of aerobic exercises? Should you be so serious?" Li Yao couldn't help but say.

The smiling clown was keeping her step and her chest was open. After hearing this, she didn't continue to move and said slowly: "Don't you need to warm up?"

"No need, there is no need for so much time to warm up on the real battlefield!" Li Yao said impatiently. He struggled to survive in the magic weapon grave. He always fought and ran away whenever he said he wanted to fight, ran away whenever he said he was running, fat dragons, wild wolves... Who would give him time to warm up?

The smiling clown tilted his head and said softly, "Huh" as if he didn't expect Li Yao to say such a reasonable thing. He thought for a moment and nodded, "You are right, ready, three minutes - the timing begins!"

"Swish!"

Almost before the word "start" reached Li Yao's ears, a harsh sound of breaking wind penetrated his eardrums. The smiling clown was still taking a archer more than ten meters away to perform chest expansion exercises, but the next moment completely disappeared!

Li Yao could not see through the movement of the smiling clown at all, and only felt a needle-like stinging pain in his entire chest. It seemed that an invisible hand instantly pierced the triple protection, penetrated his chest, and grabbed his heart hard!

“—What the hell!”
Chapter completed!