I can buy merit with money

In this era when everyone is still martial and martial arts forging exercises can be searched everywhere on the Internet, as the store manager of Yi Yuantang and as a member of the Yi family in Rongcheng, Yi Youde is certainly not an ordinary person.

He’s strong!

How strong is it?

With only half a foot left, you can step into the realm of warriors!

Ordinary people, even some ordinary soldier kings, even if they come to dozens of them, are not easy to fight with virtue.

Therefore, after seeing Zhou Yi punching him, Yi Youde was first shocked: he never expected that Zhou Yi would dare to be rough with him under the public, especially in Yi Yuantang, this his territory.

But after reacting, the banter in Yi Youde’s eyes became hideous.

‘Sabi’s hillbilly little mongrel, think this is in a small dirt village? A little brute force wants to be lawless, and he dares to attack labor and management. ’

‘If you don’t let your kid know why the flowers are so red today, labor and management won’t believe it!’ ’

Yi Youde also moved.

But his body had just moved a little, and he found that Zhou Yi’s fist had arrived in front of his eyes.

Yi Youde immediately panicked.

Panicked.

Panicked batch.

‘Lean, his speed, why is it so fast?’ ’

‘And, this power…’

Yi Youde obviously felt the sound of the wind brought up by Zhou Yi’s fist, whistling, like a small muffled thunder exploding in his ears.

This is the ultimate speed to bring the signs!

Such a speed, even some real martial artists, can not have!

Moreover, the power of Zhou Yi’s punch seems to be equally terrifying, beyond the boundaries of ordinary martial artists!

‘Could it be… This hillbilly boy is a senior martial artist? ’

‘Impossible! How is this possible, how old is he? At most, he is only seventeen or eight years old, how can he become a senior martial artist? ’

‘Could it be that when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, he stepped into the realm of warriors? ’

‘How is this possible! ’

Yi Youde was a little messy.

He knew the difficulty of martial arts cultivation well.

He is a member of the Yi family, there is no shortage of cultivation resources, he began to practice physical cultivation at the age of seven, but this year, he is thirty-six years old, and he still has not been able to step into the realm of martial artists.

The young genius of their Yi family, Yi Tianxing, the son of the head of the family, known as one of the five great Tianjiao in Rongcheng, has been washing his body with spiritual medicine since he was a child, guided by famous warriors, and used the most scientific methods to plan the path of cultivation.

But this year, Yi Tianxing is eighteen years old, and he has only just touched the threshold of a martial artist.

But this rustic hillbilly boy in front of him, he….

“Bang!”

Before the thoughts in Yi Youde’s mind were straightened out, Zhou Yi’s fist had already landed on his face, directly blowing him away, and his upside-down body smashed the rows of medicinal counters in Yi Yuantang.

The scene was a mess.

Zhou Yi continued to bully and beat Yi Youde.

In fact, the evidence that proves that Yi Youde sent people to stare at him, he has, casually bring one of the few gangsters just now, that is a proper human witness.

But Zhou Yi was too lazy to bother at all.

And a villain like Yi Youde, talk about evidence??

He’s just going to talk to you about evidence! If Zhou Yi was just an ordinary person, just by talking about evidence, Yi Youde could play him to death!

You have evidence, and Yi Youde can easily erase the evidence and produce evidence against him.

So, it’s better to use your fists to cheer.

As long as my fist is big enough, then what kind of thing can’t be solved?

Anyway, as long as you don’t lose your conscience!

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! ……”

In Yi Yuan Hall, Yi Youde had been beaten into a pig’s head by Zhou Yi, and his whole body was swollen, and the other guests who bought medicinal herbs were dumbfounded looking at this scene, stupid.

This is in Yi Yuan Hall.

This Yi Yuantang is the industry of the Yi family in Rongcheng.

This is easy to be virtuous, but it is a person from the Yi family in Rongcheng.

This rustic-dressed teenager, I’m afraid his brain is broken, he dares to be here and beat Yi Youde wildly?

This is definitely going to happen.

What others think, Zhou Yi naturally does not know.

But even if he knew, he wouldn’t bother.

After beating Yi Youde to death and feeling completely refreshed, Zhou Yi Shiran left Yi Yuantang, and when he left, he also threw a wink at the shopping guide sister.

Then, he walked towards the Global Warrior Guild branch in Rong City.

He was going to go for a warrior appraisal.

Only when they are successfully identified and become a true martial artist can they join various martial arts schools and obtain subsequent martial arts practice exercises.

And with the exercises, he was able to continue to enter the flood wilderness and rely on merit to practice rapidly.

‘On earth, after the warriors, there is the Martial Sect, followed by the Martial King, and finally the Martial Saint. ’

‘If you use data to simply discuss each realm, it is summarized ten times as much, for example, the data of Wuzong is ten times that of the warrior, the average is ten times that of the martial artist, the martial king is ten times that of the martial sect, and the martial saint is ten times that of the martial king.

That is to say, if the pure speed theory, a warrior can travel 100 meters in a second, Wuzong can travel 100 meters in a second, a martial king can travel 10,000 meters a second, and a martial saint can reach a terrifying 100,000 meters a second. ’

Moreover, as long as he reaches the realm of the Martial King, he can simply fly in the air, while the Martial Saint can fly out of the atmosphere and cross the starry sky with a simple flesh. ’

Zhou Yi’s mind flashed with the data of the martial artists on the earth, pondering how he could reach the realm of a martial saint in order to barely survive in the flood famine, and have a certain self-preservation and survival power.

“Well, then set a small goal, first become a martial saint and then say o(* ̄) ̄*)!”