Supreme Nine Dragons

Sheng Jiudian, Chen Jiu left Chen Erdan to wait outside, and he walked into it by himself.

"Jiu'er, you haven't recovered from your illness yet, why did you come to me all of a sudden?" In the hall, Chen Xia was inspecting something, and she couldn't help being a little surprised when she saw Chen Jiu's sudden arrival.

"Father, I want to cultivate, and I want to stand out!" Chen Jiu asked, looking directly at his father.

"Jiu'er, why do you suddenly want to practice again, you have to know that your body is not suitable at all..." Chen Xia was very surprised and helpless.

"Father, after this high fever, I found that my whole person has changed, and I should be able to practice!" Chen Jiu said with great confidence.

"Jiu'er, are you sure you can practice?" Chen Xia frowned, and couldn't help persuading: "Your aptitude is really not suitable for cultivation. In fact, as long as you can reform your mistakes, it's not bad to be a copywriter!"

"No, I want to practice, father, please believe me, I can do it!" Chen Jiu demanded strongly.

"Okay, since you insist on this, then you go to Shangwuchang to lift a 200-jin martial bell. If you can do it, I will teach you how to practice!" Chen Xia made a request, and dismissed Chen Jiu casually up.

From Chen Xia's point of view, Chen Jiu must have just had a sudden whim at this time. Let him experience the difficulties of cultivation, and he will surely retreat and never mention it again!

Outside the hall, Erdan Chen watched Chen Jiu come out in a short while, and couldn't help but teased, "Master, have you mastered your magical skills?"

"Damn, haste makes waste. If you want to practice martial arts, you must have a good foundation. Follow me to the Martial Arts Field. We will start practicing strength from today!" Although Chen Jiu has never practiced, but regarding the initial strength training, In fact, there is no special skill at all.

"Shangwuchang, young master, are you sure we want to go there? Aren't you afraid of shame?" Erdan Chen couldn't believe it, but hurriedly followed.

Martial arts arena, this is the largest martial arts practice place of the Chen clan. Usually, many warriors gather here to practice, discuss, and learn from each other. The progress is also very fast!

In an empty courtyard, all kinds of equipment and facilities are complete, and many warriors of different ages gather together in small groups, fighting each other, and it is very lively.

"Ah, young master, why are you here!" After all, Chen Jiu was the son of the patriarch, and his arrival caused a commotion, and everyone paid attention.

"Oh, I'm free to come and practice, you guys are busy, don't worry about me!" Chen Jiu explained, leading Chen Erdan straight to the edge.

"Ah, get up..." On the edge of Shangwuchang, some children around seven or eight years old lifted martial bells here, exercising their strength.

"Erd, how many kilograms of Wuling can you lift?" Chen Jiu looked at these Wulings of different sizes, and couldn't help asking Chen Erdan.

"Me? It shouldn't be a problem for me to mention one hundred catties, right?" Erdan Chen pondered for a while and said.

"Only a hundred catties? I can lift a hundred catties at the age of six!" At this time, a child laughed contemptuously.

"Chen Biao, who doesn't know that your father is the strongest body trainer in the clan, is it interesting for you to compare with me as a servant?" Erdan Chen stared at him in displeasure.

"Yeah, it's nothing compared to your servant, but it seems that your young master is not as good as you, haha!" The child then mocked Chen Jiu.

"Chen Biao, how strong are you now?" Chen Jiu looked at this muscular child with a sullen face.

"I lifted a hundred catties at the age of six, but now at the age of ten, it's not a problem to lift five hundred catties!" Chen Biao said quite proudly.

"Okay, I won't bully the small with the big. Give me a year. I can lift the weight of the martial bell with one hand, and it will definitely surpass the sum of your hands. How about it?" Chen Jiu didn't talk nonsense, and went straight down Gauntlet.

"What? Chen Jiu, I think you're really crazy?" Chen Biao couldn't help laughing all over his face.

"Chen Biao, aren't you just not convinced that your father lost to my father and made my father the patriarch? Let me tell you, you will still lose to me!" Chen Jiu challenged again.

"Okay, let's make a one-year agreement. If you lose, you will respect me as a young master when you see me in the future!" Although Chen Biao is young, he is full of authority.

"No problem, but if you lose, then pour the toilet for me for three months!" Chen Jiu also made his request impressively.

"Hmph, let's wait and see!" Chen Biao didn't object. In his opinion, this Chen Jiu is a waste, let alone one year, even ten years? He is destined to be thrown further and further away by himself!

"Damn, don't stand still, come and practice with me!" Chen Jiu didn't say any more, and came to the youngest Wuling, and began to try to lift.

"Drink!" Chen Jiu tried hard, but it was Wu Ling with a big fist, which made him sweat profusely, so he barely lifted it up, but soon fell down again, and almost hit his foot .

"Master, be careful!" Chen Erdan was just very worried, thinking that the young master was really crazy!

"Damn, although this Wuling is small, it's really heavy. How much does it weigh?" Chen Jiu didn't care about the complicated faces and gazes of the crowd, but devoted all his attention to his cultivation.

"Master, this is the smallest Wuling, only twenty catties each!" Erdan Chen blushed, feeling ashamed in front of everyone.

"What? It's only twenty catties. I'm sixteen years old, right? I'm so strong?" Chen Jiu couldn't help being surprised immediately, secretly hating how bad Chen Jiu was before?

"Haha, overestimate yourself, Chen Jiu, just wait to respect my young master!" Looking at this situation, Chen Biao laughed unscrupulously, without any worries.

"This... This is a good show to watch!" Many warriors still respect Chen Xia to some extent. Although they didn't behave too much, they didn't have any hope for Chen Jiu.

"Master, why don't we go back?" Erdan Chen tried to persuade him, but he didn't want to make a fool of himself any longer.

"What are you going back for? Don't be idle, bastard. Go ahead and practice by yourself. I will surpass you in a few days. Let me tell you, the young master didn't eat meat today, so his strength is a little weak. I will come over tomorrow after I eat meat." , I must impress you all!" Chen Jiu ordered unconsciously, forcing Chen Erdan to go to the front and practice lifting.

"Drink..." For the rest of the time, no matter how others scrutinized or talked about him, Chen Jiu just aimed at the 20-pound Wuling and fought against it!

Tired and sweating profusely, his body was weak, but Chen Jiu never stopped. Finally, in the dead of night, when the martial arts field was silent, he looked at the little Wuling above his head and smiled with satisfaction.