"Why are you shocked again!" Chu Hao said angrily. If he hadn't had his heart strong enough, he would have been scared to get sick by this dead cat. △￠

Fat cat disagreed and said, "This girl actually has a trace of fighting bloodline. Although it is only a little bit, at her level, it is strong enough to have such a trace."

"Battle body, what kind of physique is this?" Chu Hao asked.

"The more you fight, the more courageous you become, and the physique that is crazy when you see blood can be ranked fifth." said Fat Cat.

No wonder Fu Xue is so warlike.

Chu Hao nodded in his heart, but said in his mouth: "Is it the fifth level?"

"You little brat, do you know what the fifth level means? You have improved your physical fitness so many times one after another, and now you are only the fifteenth level!" Fat cat said angrily.

Chu Hao smiled, and he naturally knew that there were two decisions about how strong the physique was: first, the upper limit of this physique itself, such as the third level, then the limit was the third level, and he would never have the chance to reach the second level or the first level.

The second is the purity of the bloodline of the warrior himself. It may be that he is obviously a third-level constitution, but because of his impure bloodline, he fell to the thirty-level.

However, the second point can be changed, and taking certain natural treasures can improve it.

"Which level can Senior Sister Fu's current physique be classified as?" Chu Hao asked.

"Twenty-first, or twenty-first." Feimao speculated.

This is actually not low, because when Chu Hao first met a fat cat, his physique was only 19th, and this was the friendship price given by the fat cat. Now when martial arts were first developed, the environment of heaven and earth is far from comparable to that of ancient times, and all kinds of treasures were pitifully rare. Therefore, everyone's physique is generally impossible to be much higher.

In this regard, the ancient tribe naturally has the advantage. Because of the baptism of the ancestral pond, the bloodline of the God of War does not mean that the physique must be strong. This is also affected by the first point - the physique of the extreme eighteenth level cannot become the seventeenth level.

When a person and a cat communicated with their spiritual sense, Gu Qingcheng kept sweeping his charming eyes, because although this person and a cat did not speak, their expressions were too rich. She didn't know that the warriors could communicate with their spiritual sense, so she couldn't guess it.

"Damn bastard, stinky hooligan! I pretend to be pure in front of me, but I am a despicable and shameless bastard. You are dead! I am dead! If I don't mess with you, I will take your surname!" She said in her heart.

On the platform, the battle between Fu Xue and Peng Zetian continued. Peng Zetian did not give his all. He still sat on the chair, danced casually, exerted a series of terrifying forces, turned into hundreds of thousands of lightswords, and swept away at Fu Xue.

The gap between the two has reached the point where one force breaks through ten thousand methods, and Peng Zetian does not need to use any martial arts at all. He just needs to use star power to pose a huge threat to Fu Xue.

Perhaps it was because she had no complaints or revenge, perhaps it was because Fu Xue was a beauty, or because her cultivation was too low, Peng Zetian never made any heavy moves. Even if she did it casually, it seemed extremely relaxed, which allowed Fu Xue to barely support her.

But the gap in realms was too big. Fu Xue was injured and vomited blood soon, but as Fat Cat said. She was a fighting body, and the more she fought, the stronger she became, the stronger she became. The burst of fighting spirit was as substantial as it was, and many people were amazed. He said that if Fu Xue's realm could be equal to Peng Zetian, the outcome would be really unpredictable.

But after three hundred rounds of battle, Fu Xue was exhausted and was knocked off the platform. The wild girl rushed out and caught her, saying, "Sister Xue, I will kill him for you and vent your anger."

"Happy! Happy!" Fu Xue shouted loudly while wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes bright and she looked unsatisfied. If she hadn't been seriously injured, she would have wanted to go back to the ring and fight again.

Chu Hao signaled Yuncai to bring her over, take out the healing medicine given by Xiaocao and gave it to Fu Xue, and said, "You, just sit quietly here."

After a brief calm, someone came on stage to challenge, and the scene began to become lively and hot.

There are more and more masters on stage and stronger. After all, this place brings together the geniuses of Jiuzhou, and many of them are young and energetic. They hope to make a big splash on this stage, which is known to everyone in the world, so they rushed out before the third day.

There were two people who were very strong and could compete with Peng Zetian. They were recognized by the other seven people and sat in the remaining three chairs. Peng Zetian no longer took action. After all, his star power was limited, and now it was the first day. As long as others didn't mess with him, he would not want to waste star power anymore.

Now, only the last chair is still empty. Once this chair is also occupied, it must be snatched from someone else.

This is the unchanging principle of martial arts. The strong are kings, and the victors have everything.

"I'm going!" The wild girl couldn't help but itched her fists and jumped to the platform. She didn't cultivate the star power, and this leap was entirely dependent on her physical strength. It fell on the platform with a bang, shaking the entire platform.

"Wow!" "Hey!" "Ha!" There were more than a dozen people fighting on the stage, competing for the last chair, but when they were shocked, nine people were directly shaken away.

Seeing this scene, many people were secretly shocked. Even the nine people sitting on the platform couldn't help but frown. The girl's strength and weight were too amazing. Ordinary warriors would never have such momentum.

"Bastard!" The remaining seven people stared at the wild girl, and they all took action and attacked her.

They all realized Yuncai's terribleness, so they all took the lead in attacking her. They were obviously fighting before, but now they have become comrades-in-arms.

The wild girl was not afraid. She thrust her fists and greeted the seven people.

Dragon Fist!

Just to deal with these miscellaneous soldiers, she naturally didn't need to use the Dragon Transformation trick. Just a dragon fist was enough. One punch was like a rush, and there was a constant sound of dragon roar.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, just three punches, all seven of them were knocked off the ring by her, and four of them were just carried by the fist wind and floated up like flying catkins.

"The blood and energy are soaring into the sky, and there is something about the essence!"

"This is a personal cultivation!"

"There is still a physical cultivation now? By the way, she passed by me before, and I didn't feel the fluctuations of the star power on her body at all."

“——Born physical cultivation!”

"I'll just go. Will I really usher in a prosperous martial arts era? Even my natural physical cultivation has come out?"

The number of physical cultivation is pitifully small, and most of them are just physical cultivation techniques, so there are even fewer natural physical cultivation, almost only in legends. However, the power of natural physical cultivation is word of mouth and everyone knows that the most brilliant achievement is the physical cultivation war emperor who cannot even kill even the god of war.

Now, a living natural physical cultivation finally appeared.

For a moment, there was a silence under the platform, and I just looked at the girl quietly.

The wild girl turned her eyes, but unexpectedly did not sit on the last empty chair, but walked towards Peng Zetian. Her slender body contained terrible power. She took a step and was like thunder coming to the world, with amazing momentum.

Peng Zetian couldn't help but change his face slightly. Why did this young girl in physical education move towards him? He didn't think that the other party came to worship him because he admired his handsomeness and was deliberately admiring him. But there was obviously an empty chair, so why should he keep an eye on him?

"Hey, let me let me go, I want this chair!" the girl pointed at Peng Zetian and said.

Peng Zetian was furious, you are bullying too much!

The chairs here are no different, and there is obviously one left empty, so you have to sit on my picture. What does it mean?

He was indeed a little afraid of his natural physical cultivation, but he was at the super genius level and would not be afraid. Now that he was bullied, he would never be able to retreat. He immediately turned cold and said, "There is an empty chair over there."

However, he did not take action directly, but said this and still held a calm attitude. After all, he was born with a strong physical cultivation and was known to be invincible within a great realm.

It is not invincible, but invincible, because it is too strong to be severely damaged, so it is born to be invincible.

The ultimate invincible thing is that the God of War cannot be killed.

"Do you give me? If you don't give me, I'll beat you!" The girl raised her fist, looking extremely cute, but who dared to underestimate her white jade-like fists? It's really a mountain that can collapse.

Just behave directly, let it go, if you don’t want to give it, if you don’t want to give it, you’ll be beaten up!

Of course, Peng Zetian couldn't let the masters fight, and the momentum was extremely important. If the momentum was weakened, the battle that might have won would be defeated. He finally stood up and said, "Don't think I'm afraid--"

Huh, before he finished speaking, a fist had already hit.

Peng Zetian suddenly ran over ten thousand grass-roots horses. Can you be a little bit graceful? When a master fights, of course he has to say enough scenes before starting a fight. Otherwise, wouldn’t he be like a rogue in the market?

But a fist of the natural physical cultivation had already hit him, and he had to deal with it.

"Go!" He flapped his right hand, and hundreds of lightswords appeared together, and came first, shooting towards the girl.

The wild girl just shouted lightly, and a terrible force suddenly burst out from her body, forming a wave of air, rushing towards the lightswords. Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, the air waves surged, and all the lightswords were shattered one by one.

Even the other eight people on the stage had to lift their hands to protect them, forming a star-force shield to block the aftermath.

Born to cultivate one's body, blood and energy are like dragons, and can even kill warriors of the same level! After all, if you do not use star power defense, no matter how strong the warrior is, he is only equivalent to a tenth-level martial artist.

The girl punched her, but Peng Zetian didn't dare to take it head-on, and jumped and let the punch go.

This is a wise move, and fighting with a physical cultivation is definitely not a good idea.

He took a deep breath. Since this girl wanted to fight, he had no reason to be afraid, so he let her see her true strength.

puff!
Chapter completed!