God-Level Sign-In System

Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Four

A Practitioner is practicing martial arts in the courtyard of a dilapidated house on a starless night in Zhusha Town, Eastern Xia Country, China.

This Practitioner is a young man in his early twenties, named Ye Chen. Ye Chen often practices martial arts day and night, but unfortunately he only has the Zhanlun martial arts line.

In the land of Shenzhou, the Zhanlun martial art is the lowest martial art, and it has almost been declared that Ye Chen can only become a loser in his life.

Ye Chen, a passionate man, is of course not reconciled, so he often practices martial arts day and night, but unfortunately he is controlled by the Zhanlun martial arts, with little effect.

Suddenly, several Practitioners with big waists jumped over the wall and rushed into Ye Chen's yard, surrounding Ye Chen like a hungry tiger rushing to eat, staring fiercely.

Not long ago, Ye Chen's master passed away, and Ye Chen's master is an excellent Practitioner, and it is said that he still has an unparalleled heavenly weapon in his hand.

Ye Chen clenched the iron sword in his hand. It was not the first time that these big-waisted Practitioners came to trouble him.

"Smelly brat! Hurry up and hand over the heavenly superb weapons that your master left behind!"

"Have you heard?! Hurry up and hand it over, or you will be better off dead than life!"

"Fucky boy, do you bear your master who is in the sky watching you suffer?"

"You are looking for the wrong place! There is simply nothing you want here!" Ye Chen roared!

The Practitioner who took the lead twitched his mouth and waved his hand. Several Practitioners pounced on Ye Chen, and he walked into the house to search again.

Ye Chen is only a Practitioner in the dust world, and his skills are too thin. He has been kicked to the ground before he can fight back.

Ye Chen was about to stand up, when those Practitioners with big waists raised their fists and banged at his forehead, immediately making him unable to move.

With fists like a violent storm, Ye Chen's breathing became more and more rapid, and the iron sword in his hand had been picked up.

The sky is spinning, Ye Chen feels that his own body is almost not his.

"Huh! Brat, I want to see if your bones are hard or my fists are hard!"

Ye Chen gritted his teeth. He wanted to stand up and beat them violently, but blood had already leaked from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, one of the Practitioners with big waists lifted up and kicked Ye Chen away. Ye Chen didn't stop until he hit the wall.

Ye Chen's throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his stomach was turned upside down, making him dizzy for a while.

The lead Practitioner swaggered out of the house. He turned it upside down again, but still couldn't find what he wanted.

The leading Practitioner walked quickly in front of Ye Chen, raised his foot and stepped on Ye Chen's chest, constantly exerting strength.

If he hadn't wanted to get the superb weapon left by master Ye Chen, he would have sent Ye Chen to accompany his master long ago.

The Practitioner who took the lead didn't understand why Ye Chen's master didn't take Ye Chen to the west together, so that Ye Chen would not continue to suffer.

"Boy, you better think it through to me. If I come to you tomorrow night and you still can't hand over that thing, I will use your hands!" The Practitioner who took the lead stared at Ye Chen and said coldly.

When those Practitioners with big waists and round waists were leaving, one of them gave Ye Chen a kick and walked out the door reluctantly.

It was only half an hour after those Practitioners with big arms and round waists left that Ye Chen gradually slowed down and leaned hard against the wall.

Ye Chen stretched out his trembling right hand and took off the purple jade pendant from his neck, with a bitter smile on his mouth.

His master told him before his death that this purple jade pendant can let him know everything he wants to know, including his life experience, but the purple jade pendant is currently dumb.

No matter how Ye Chen spoke to the purple jade pendant, the purple jade pendant remained cold and silent.

Ye Chen hates himself very much. If he is not a Practitioner of Zhan Lun Wumai, he may not be bullied by others.

Just when Ye Chen's consciousness began to be confused, his master's cheek flashed in front of him, and he regained a little spirit.

"call out!"

Ye Chen raised his head strenuously and looked at the sky. Nine meteors pierced the night sky. For a time, the entire Cinnabar Town was boiling.

Ye Chen once heard his master mention that it was an ancient legend. When nine meteors crossed the night sky, it meant that nine god-tier beasts would descend on the world.

Nine god-tier beasts come to the world, and the Eastern Xia Kingdom will be surging, the strong will fight, and the weak will wait for death.

In the legend, as long as you can conquer one of the sacred beasts, you can get a great help, and it is not impossible to climb to the highest heaven!

Suddenly, a familiar sound of footsteps flashed in Ye Chen's ears. Ye Chen looked for his reputation and instantly opened his eyes.

Ye Chen tried his best to stand up. He tried to approach his master, but his master disappeared.

"Ye Chen, the troubled times have come, and your opportunity has come, so you have to do it yourself!"

The corner of Ye Chen's mouth raised slightly. Perhaps this is what his master once said. Only those who have experienced despair can see hope.

A few hours later, it was already dawn, Ye Chen took a few pills of Healing Pill left by his master, and his injury finally healed.

The noise coming in from outside caused Ye Chen to walk quickly to the door, and saw many Practitioners from Cinnabar Town running towards Puhua Mountain.

Ye Chen stopped one of the good-faced Practitioners and asked. It turned out that a purple light fell from the sky on the Phua Mountain.

Ye Chen clenched his fists, the purple light falling on Mount Puhua might be the nine god-tier beasts that came to the world.

Ye Chen's body was somewhat exhausted just now, and it was full of strength in an instant. He lifted the iron sword and strode towards Phua Mountain.

When Ye Chen arrived at the foot of Mount Puhua, it was already overcrowded, and there were many practitioners from nearby villages.

They stared straight at Ye Chen. The fact that Ye Chen only had the blood of Zhanlun had spread all over the world.

Ye Chen stared at the front intently. No matter how rough his own life was, he would make him live very proud.

At this time, several Practitioners walked quickly towards Ye Chen, their faces full of contempt and unparalleled sympathy.

"Young man, it's too dangerous here, let's go back quickly, isn't it good to be alive?"

"Yeah, go back quickly, your master is gone, no one can protect you!"

"Go! Go! Go! Go back quickly, one more day is one day! Don't think about it!"

Ye Chen continued to stride forward with a stern face, even if there was a sea of ​​swords and flames in the Phua Mountain, he would have to make a breakthrough.

Half an hour later, Ye Chen has already ascended the Phuashan Mountain. This is not the first time he has climbed the Phuashan Mountain.

In Cinnabar Town, Puhua Mountain is the best place for their Practitioner to experience, because there are often strange animals in Puhua Mountain.

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