CLIMBING THE PINNACLE OF MARTIAL ARTS

Chapter 2: Considered Crazy

In the Holy Fort School (the Pure Battallion Pavilion) there is one rule, namely: All the disciples of the Holy Fort are allowed to be challenged every five days. The winner will earn contribution points, while the loser will lose contribution points. Fair enough, right?.

Contribution Points are also known as Contribution Points for the Main Gate Logistics Department!

In the Holy Fort pavilion, contribution points were the same as money. If you have enough contribution points, you can exchange them for whatever you want either form; weapons such as spear, sword, whip, etc. Can also be exchanged for various kinds of pills according to the efficacy desired by the exchanger contribution points. Including exchanging it for medicinal plants to concoct the disciple's own pill, or martial arts books.

It was all provided by the Main Gate Logistics Department. Points could also be exchanged for gold and silver, but in general these contributions were hard to obtain, and disciples were generally reluctant to exchange them for it.

There are also various ways to earn these points. You can exchange it through treasure hunting, completing tasks from sects (pavilions), and so on.

The most common way to earn contribution points is to challenge others! The duel was to test their strength against the other disciples, and if they won they would earn contribution points.

So today, early in the morning and many people were swarming around Ye Feng, it was like staring at a ripe fruit about to fall. Ye Feng's own name in the school could be considered a famous disciple. Ye Feng, not only because he carried the identity of a trial disciple, but also because every time someone challenged him, he would always lose.

Ye Feng naturally knew about what the commotion was about; today was the fifth day of the final challenge. Those who had not challenged him before, could do it now. Who isn't waiting for it? It was basically a free contribution point, although the points earned were not great, it was still interesting, so many people were coming.

In his position, Ye Feng shouted two words, "Please start!"

If Ye Feng had already said that, many of the crowd knew that Ye Feng would be in a beating again!

Trial disciple Ye Feng had always been the first one who would advance to attack. Even with his thin body, he would always put on an incredible fight, taking a step into Zhou Ding Jun, he said, he then pressed his palms against his chest and then his footsteps followed a simple attack, then his fist looked like a mighty gorilla. With his powerful attack, it felt like all the energy both within his body and around him was on his attack this time around.

In school, all students have to learn some kind of Shaolin Boxing style. This boxing is very famous for its basic steps to maintain the condition of the student on his horses and is aggressive.

Zhou Ding Jun did not panic, as he was stronger than his opponent by two levels. Sadly, this battle did not create any tension as Ye Feng's fist was seen coming towards her and was easily avoided by her burly body.

As the punch passed through his clothes, Zhou Ding Jun was unharmed. Now it was Zhou Ding Jun's turn to make a move, easily his Ye Feng was resisted and struck right in his heart feathers.

While suppressing the pain, Ye Feng quickly retreated and dodged the third attack from Zhou Ding Jun.

"Eh?" This surprised Zhou Ding Jun, he did not think that this third stage tempered body disciple, would react fast enough, interrupting his future plans.

But such a small mistake does not affect the situation as a whole. Thinking fast, Zhou Ding Jun took the opportunity to catch Ye Feng who looked off guard.

Unexpectedly, Ye Feng suddenly kicked his right leg forward. Seeing the shadow approaching quickly, Zhou Ding Jun did a Shaolin fist.

'Junk!' His heart is beating fast. Although he had a higher cultivation, he was still inferior to the battle experience of Ye Feng.

But what difference does it make? Even if he could not dodge, he would face it.

Two light laughter rang out, before Ye Feng fell backwards, while Zhou Ding Jun was left standing. If his opponent had the same cultivation as him, he would be the one to fall for it.

The others could not see his second exchange of moves, but they clearly felt it. This disciple was too fast; in other words he first hit Zhou Ding Jun before being retaliated by Zhou Ding Jun himself.

"Senior, you let me win!" This battle left quite a bitter result in Zhou Ding Jun's heart. Even though he won, he did not feel like winning.

On the side, many murid whispers could be heard: "This guy thinks he's winning?"

"Ha ha ha. Doesn't that mean he doesn't know Ye Feng's reputation and why challenge him? ”

“It's really too funny. ”

Zhou Ding Jun furrowed his brows, as he really did not know Ye Fengs reputation. He had heard people talking about Ye Feng so today when he saw many people swarming around, he had decided to participate as well and was very lucky he was chosen.

Can you win? His own fists made him fly, putting him at a very disadvantageous position. According to the school rules, he had already lost.

"Again!" After this thought, Ye Feng stood up again and without the slightest hesitation. This time, with more spirit.

Without waiting for a response, Ye Feng attacked. Being three feet away from his enemy, he swept his feet towards Zhou Ding Jun's feet in an attempt to knock him down.

'Leg whip!' The school had disciples who were cultivating various martial arts. Yet Ye Feng's application of skill to them far surpassed that of his peers, even though he was less aware of the forms of martial techniques. (Maclum was just a trial student)

So you can use the leg whip here.

Without notice, Ye Feng went flying again.

With two separate areas of condition, including the gap between physical fitness, Ye Feng was once again defeated. His attack on Zhou Ding Jun's legs had clearly injured his own bones, causing them to waver slightly.

"Again!" He said as he clenched his teeth and his eyes were full of determination.

“Brukk……. “Ye Feng is flying again.

"Again!"

“Brukk……. “Ye Feng is flying again.

The people who were unable to watch for longer had left, while the people who remained fascinated on the scene said: "This Ye Feng, has real tenacity. No matter how many times he was beaten, he immediately got back up and was unwilling to let his opponent go! "

Hearing these words, Zhou Ding Jun felt extremely bitter. He did not imagine the opponent he faced was a madman.

In the end, Ye Feng was sent flying seven or eight more times. Even though his face was swollen, his eyes were black, he staggered and his breathing was enough, he still continued to endure and continued to struggle.

Finally Zhou Ding Jun exclaimed, "Are you crazy? Throw the towel or you'll die! ” (TLN: Throw a towel here likened to give up immediately)

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