The system was advanced three years, but the national gods have not yet arrived

You just want to be faster and you dare to come and play in the gym?

How dare you sneak attack and slap my nephew like that?

The middle-aged man murmured to himself, turned around and said to the disciples on the side: "This young man came to compete with Zhenren Ma yesterday. Today he wants to continue to compete with Master Ma. Which of you wants to practice with him first and try his skills?" Martial arts.”

Suddenly, a dozen young people stopped their moves and moved towards Zeng Shen and the middle-aged man.

At the same time, they walked over and quietly discussed.

"Is he the young man who beat the nephew of the museum owner into a pig's head yesterday?"

"Does the owner of the museum want us to teach this young man a lesson?"

"That should be it."

Listening to the sounds around him, Zeng Shen immediately knew why the middle-aged man's tone had changed just now. It turned out that he was the real master of the martial arts gym.

"Then what is Master Ma here? The treasure of the town? If there is an old man in the family, what if there is a treasure?"

A young man who was as fat as Sammo Hung and covered in acne walked up to Zeng Shen. After looking him up and down, he turned to the middle-aged man and said, "Master, I want to compete with him."

When the middle-aged man saw this young man, he hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

"You, come here." The fat young man pointed at Zeng Shen and said, then walked aside to the middle of the training area where they were just now.

"Fat Zhang got there first."

"Fat Zhang likes to beat people who are handsomer than him into pig heads. It seems that this young man is going to be miserable."

"What a tragedy. If he dares to come to our martial arts studio, he must have some skills, otherwise he wouldn't beat Xiao Li into a pig's head and still be unconscious."

"Yes, I just heard this young man himself say that he is relatively fast. Fatty Zhang's biggest weakness is his slow speed, and he may suffer."

"Is it slow? Then just go five times faster." Zeng Shen looked at the fat man in front of him, listened to the sounds around him, murmured, silently walked aside to the middle of the training area where they had just been, and stood opposite the fat man and said: " You're ready, I'm fast."

"Lori, come on, come on." Fatty Zhang roared impatiently and ran straight towards Zeng Shen.

"Speed ​​amplification technique." Zeng Shen muttered silently in his heart, and a burst of energy instantly poured into his body, making his whole body as light as a swallow.

He moved his steps slightly, his figure was like a ghost, shaking into a shadow, and he avoided the shoulder collision of Fatty Zhang.

"Ah, so fast."

The middle-aged man looked surprised when he saw Zeng Shen's swaying step.

too fast.

But when he was surprised, Fatty Zhang didn't hit anyone in his rush, turned around again, and rushed towards Zeng Shen.

However.

Zeng Shen walked swiftly, and at the moment when he was running, he was already behind him, raised his foot and kicked his butt.

"boom…"

Under the influence of Fatty Zhang's inertia, the force of his impact just now was the same as the force of his crash to the ground.

All of a sudden, the pain caused him to make a pig noise.

[The host defeated the strong with the weak, and defeated a second-level fire slave, with +50 survival points. 】

"Um, why isn't it the first brush? Why is it only 50 points? Is it because it belongs to a mob? Or is it because Liu Tongtong's first brush at that time was the first brush for all the family members?"

Listening to the prompts in his ears, Zeng Shen stood there, with a series of question marks flashing through his mind.

The young people around him all looked at Zeng Shen and Fatty Zhang in surprise.

They were surprised.

Zeng Shen's speed just now was something they had never seen before, and seemed to be even twice as fast as their gym leader.

"Is this still the speed a human should have?"

"The fastest martial arts in the world are unbeatable. He is so fast, none of us can match him."

"Yeah, is it possible that I'm going to be kicked out today?"

"If word of this spreads, will our martial arts school still be able to open in Jinhai City?"

"Huh, every martial art has its weaknesses. If he keeps going so fast, his body will definitely be unable to handle it. If we fight with him in wheel battles and continue to consume his physical energy, I don't believe it. He can always maintain this speed."

"Wagon war? Wouldn't that be too despicable?"

"No, according to the rules of our ancestors, if someone comes to the martial arts hall to compete without being invited, it is the same as kicking the gym. You can follow the rules of the kicking gym and directly enter the wheel battle."

"Okay, I'll go first."

A radical young man walked up to Zeng Shen and said, "I'm here to fight with you. My name is Li Qing. I don't know what your name is."

"My name is Shen, please give me some advice."

"Ah!" Li Qing suddenly shouted and ran towards Zeng Shen at a very fast speed.

He was very fast, but Zeng Shen was even faster. He dodged directly, and then before he could react, he kicked him hard on the buttocks, instantly knocking him to the ground.

[The host defeated the strong with the weak and defeated a third-level fire slave. Survival points +100. 】

Level three, one hundred survival points?

Hearing the system prompt, Zeng Shen opened his eyes wide, and a guess about defeating other people's families and gaining survival points suddenly emerged in his mind.

Is it possible that the first level will give 10 survival points, the second level will give 50 survival points, the third level will give 100 survival points, and the fourth level will give 1,000 survival points?

"My name is Zhang Erhe."

Another young man walked up to Zeng Shen, trying to drain Zeng Shen's energy, but was soon kicked to the ground as well.

[The host defeated the strong with the weak, and defeated a second-level fire slave, with +50 survival points. 】

"My name is Wang Er."

Another young man appeared in front of Zeng Shen, but soon

[The host defeated the strong with the weak, and defeated a second-level fire slave, with +50 survival points. 】

"My name is."

"My name is."

"My name is…"

[The host defeated the strong with the weak and defeated a third-level fire slave. Survival points +100. 】

After kicking the last young man down in the same way, he received another hundred survival points.

Zeng Shen was somewhat satisfied.

This martial arts school is not in vain.

All of a sudden, another 1,300 survival points were earned.

However, in order to verify something, he looked at the middle-aged man with an extremely ugly face, hesitated and said:

"Master, I don't want to come here to compete in the gym, but I hope to have a discussion with you. I hope you can make it happen."

The middle-aged man clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and regarded Zeng Shen as his biggest opponent in his life. He walked to the middle of the training area, stood there, put on a Tai Chi posture and said: "I am the third person in Lihuo Martial Arts School. The tenth generation descendant, Li Zhiyuan.”

"Master Li, I'm here."

Zeng Shen cupped his hands, and his body turned into a shadow again, running towards Li Zhiyuan, and then stretched out his legs to kick his buttocks at an extremely fast speed.

The result was that he was about to be kicked in an instant, when a big hand, like a prophet, blocked his heel. Even at that moment, if Zeng Shen hadn't been fast enough, he could pull his foot back in time.

His feet were about to be grabbed by the middle-aged owner.

"What a risk. You are worthy of being the master of the gym. Although you are not as fast as me, you relied on my attack habits and predicted my attacks." Zeng Shen retreated and faced the middle-aged man who was unable to move. The owner said.

The middle-aged owner did not catch Zeng Shen's heel, and knowing that there was no chance, he took back the horse trail:

"The chance is gone, I give up."