Chapter 3: 　Cut crop after crop

Within a few minutes, the number in the bubble above Han Sheng's head became "+3800", which means
His strength returned to its peak state, and even further.
"You trash, no, you idiot, go to hell!"
Han Sheng was vigorous and arrogant, as if Ye Yusheng had been trampled under his feet.
With a roar, like a tiger coming out of a mountain, he rushed towards Ye Yusheng.
"It's really a three-eighth!"
Ye Yusheng slowly shook his head, looked at Han Sheng like a fool, and easily escaped his attack again.
With the fighting consciousness of Emperor Ling Tianwu, his fighting power is definitely not comparable to that of a small Han Sheng.
He knocked Han Sheng down with two punches, and then caught him with another violent beating.
"Ah~~"
Han Sheng's screams resounded through the mountains.
When the two dogs saw this scene, they were dumbfounded, and their eyes were full of fear.
The last punch fell, Han Sheng fainted gorgeously.
And Ye Yusheng also harvested a full 380 points of vitality energy, and the vitality value has reached 1600.
In just a dozen minutes, his strength improvement is equivalent to the penance of the past half year.
"Hi, I feel that life has reached the peak! Hi, I feel that life has reached a climax..."
Ye Yusheng hummed a joyous little song, and walked away in a daunting manner, leaving the two doglegs messy in the wind.
After a short while, Ye Yusheng returned to the sect and went straight to the martial arts field.
Looking around, there are quite a few football fields on the martial arts field, and there are so many people.
Hundreds of foreign disciples practiced hard there.
In the arena around the martial arts field, several groups of people are fighting fiercely, either for the purpose of exchanging ideas, or to understand the grievances.
Around each ring, a lot of people gathered to cheer for the people on the stage.
"A lot of leeks!"
Ye Yusheng looked at the energy bubbles above everyone's heads, his eyes shining straightly, as if a money fan saw a golden mountain.
At the same time, he also noticed that when these people were fighting, the bubbles on their bodies would also be blown up by the opponent.
Ye Yusheng hurriedly stepped forward and ran around these arenas, but he ran for several laps, panting out of exhaustion, and only gained dozens of points of energy.
This is because of the limitations of time and distance, the energy and blood that can be plundered by oneself is very limited, and most of them have collapsed.
"It's too slow for me to pick it up like this, but it's not a good way."
Looking at the enthusiastic crowd, Ye Yusheng's eyes rolled, and his heart suddenly fell.
Looking into the distance, there happened to be an empty ring, so he yelled.
"Senior brothers and sisters, are you interested in gambling with me? Whoever wins can get five hundred Lingcoins! If you lose, just give me two hundred and fifty."
Ye Yusheng's words immediately attracted the attention of many people, and all of a sudden, seven or eight Outer Sect disciples of the Clear Sky School gathered around.
Ye Yusheng was afraid that they would not believe it, so he directly took out five hundred spirit coins from the Qiankun bag, patted them on the ring, and then jumped up.
All the onlookers suddenly showed their eyes.
Five hundred Ling coins are enough for them to live for a month.
Such good things are rare.
"Can anyone participate?"
In the crowd, a tower-like man pulled his throat and shouted.
Ye Yusheng glanced at all the disciples present, and found that the most powerful one was only the Sixth Level of Body Tempering Realm.
Disciples of Body Tempering Stage 7 and above have rarely come to such simple open-air martial arts training grounds.
Thinking of this, Ye Yusheng immediately patted his chest and promised: "Yes, everyone here can participate!"
Because everyone saw his depth and hesitated, no one stepped forward to challenge for a while.
After all, the Haotian School has 100,000 outer disciples, and Feiyufeng disciples also have several thousand, and there are not a few disciples like him.
"Isn't this Ye Yusheng's rubbish? It's ridiculous to dare to set the ring here for a gambling!"
Someone in the crowd said disdainfully.
Ye Yusheng recognized the person at a glance and his name was Zhang Biao.
He was not much better than himself, and he was also the bottom of the Haotian Sect, but he liked to mock Ye Yusheng the most, and to find superiority from him.
If it were the former Ye Yusheng, he would definitely argue with him, but at the moment he was a little relieved.
This is not worthy to taunt yourself!
"Man, do you know him?"
The tower man asked.
"Of course, he went up to the mountain for three years and he was just a four-fold waste of body tempering. If I didn't have any money with me today, I would have beaten him to the point where he lost all his big pants."
Zhang Biao raised his voice specially.
As soon as this was said, there was a commotion in the crowd.
Everyone's eyes are full of light, this is simply a typical representative of people stupid and rich!
"I come!"
"I'll fight you!"
"Everyone was robbed of me, I came first."
...
A group of people immediately scrambled to move forward, for fear that they would be caught first after a half a beat.
Ye Yusheng happily bloomed, and gave Zhang Biao a grateful look.
What a godlike "teammate"!
"Don't worry, don't worry, come one by one!"
Ye Yusheng pulled his throat and shouted.
"Can we not be in a hurry? I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on!"
Shouted a man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek.
I go, look down on me so much!
"Well, the first game is you!"
Ye Yusheng pointed to the man with the pointed mouth monkey cheek and said.
"Well, well, Junior Brother Ye still has vision."
The man was overjoyed, took out two hundred and fifty Lingcoins and put them on the ring, and jumped up with a smile on his face.
Others all showed envy and regret.
Such a big bargain, let him take it.
"Junior Brother Ye, hello, my name is He Xu, don't worry, I will be merciful later, and will not make you too ugly."
The man with the sharp-mouthed monkey-gill introduced himself, the smile on his face barely made his chin smile.
Everyone in the audience is very angry, you shit, you are still here to pretend to be cheap!
It's so shameless!
"Then thank you Brother He."
Ye Yusheng laughed too, because this He Xu is also a body tempering five, his vitality value reached 2400 points, and the vitality blood that could be plundered by the system reached 300 points.
300 points of qi and blood energy, if you want to cultivate on your own, at least several days!
"Junior Brother Ye, do it first!"
He Xu seemed to have eaten Ye Yusheng, and said pretentiously.
"Then... Brother He, be careful!"
As soon as Ye Yusheng's voice fell, he rushed to He Xu with a sloppy figure.
"Huh? Why is it so fast!"
He Xu was taken aback, but before he could react, Ye Yusheng's fist quickly enlarged in front of his eyes.
"boom!"
There was a muffled sound.
He Xu collapsed straight on the ring and fainted.
The original noisy scene suddenly quieted down.
Spike!
The five-layer powerhouse of the dignified Body Tempering Realm was killed in a flash before he could make a move, which is really surprising.
Until Ye Yusheng walked to the edge of the ring and collected He Xu's 250 spirit coins, everyone discovered that his cultivation had reached the fifth level of Body Tempering Realm.
In an instant, everyone looked at Zhang Biao in unison, and their gazes became bad.
Zhang Biao gave a thump in his heart, but his face was full of disbelief.
"Impossible, it is impossible. I met him yesterday, and he is only the fourth level of Body Tempering Realm. How could it be possible that he reached the fifth level of Body Tempering Realm all at once?"
Everyone immediately sneered.
"Which senior brother is coming up to challenge?"
Ye Yusheng said as he absorbed the 300 points of energy and blood.
"Haha, this is much better than picking others."
"I now have more than 1,900 points of energy and blood, and I still have more than 1,000 points to break through to the sixth level of body tempering!"
Ye Yusheng thought happily, looking at everyone in the audience, as if he had seen treasures.
But at this time, everyone hesitated.
Facing a person with the five peaks of the Body Tempering Realm, everyone has to weigh their own weight.
Even a person of the Sixth Level of Body Tempering Realm would not dare to say that he won!
"I come!"
Suddenly, a low voice sounded.
But it was the tower man before, with a +4300 bubble on his head.
I saw him taking a steady step, striding to the ring in a stride, and holding a fist at Ye Yusheng, saying: "Hou Lei, please advise!"
With that said, Hou Lei put on a posture of fighting.
"Wait, where's your money?"
Ye Yusheng looked up and down the strong man.
Hou Lei flushed, and said embarrassedly: "I...I have no money!"