Singular Enhancement System

Chapter 67 I, Wu Chen, Will Call You The Second Strongest

"Who is stepping on the horse again"

Wu Chen grabbed Liu Wenkang's clothes and turned around with a displeased expression.

In the dilapidated alley, Ling Feng slowly got up from the ground, his pale, sweaty face was full of determination.

He stood up straight, pointed at Wu Chen, and said word by word, "Baldhead, let go of that boy, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Hey, I'll go, where do you have the courage to talk to me like this, a young man who was beaten up by me?"

Wu Chen threw Liu Wenkang aside, stood up, stroked his bald head, with a mocking smile on his face.

And Ling Feng, facing Wu Chen's ridicule, flipped his hand, and the bottle of healing appeared in his hand. Under Wu Chen's suspicious gaze, he dropped a drop of healing spring water into his mouth.

Soon, as the healing spring water took effect, Ling Feng's complexion gradually improved.

"Baldhead, let me tell you, I practice iron cloth shirts, and I also have internal strength to protect my body. I was hit by you just now because my body has a little problem."

"Well, I see that you are very confident in your own strength. I am standing here, and you punch me. If you can knock me down, I will let you handle it. If you can't knock me down, today's business will be like this never mind."

"How about it?"

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he looked at Wu Chen provocatively, quietly waiting for his reply.

"Hehe, you are quite confident, and you still protect your body with your internal strength. If I beat you to death with one punch, then I won't be in big trouble."

Seeing the confident Ling Feng, Wu Chen was silent for a while, then laughed.

"Don't worry, I'll let you see it now, ha!"

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he slowly raised his hands, posing in a posture of practicing martial arts.

In an instant, a faint green glow lit up from Ling Feng's body, surrounded by whirlwinds, like a patron saint, guarding Ling Feng.

"See, this is inner strength."

Ling Feng said with a firm face, a blue sword shadow faintly flashed between his brows.

"Does this really have internal strength?"

Wu Chen looked at Ling Feng in surprise.

Not only Wu Chen, but also Liu Wenkang and Gong Shuran, who were powerless and fell to the ground, also stood up slowly, looking at the green glow on Ling Feng's body with envy.

"Come on, as long as you can knock me down, I'll be at your disposal."

Looking at the bewildered Wu Chen, Ling Feng showed a confident smile and said.

"Okay, let me, Wu Chen, try it out. How powerful are the legendary internal strength and iron cloth shirt? Let's see the boxing."

The muscles of Wu Chen's whole body were concentrated, and the veins in his arms were bulging. Like a behemoth attacking the city, he rushed towards Ling Feng with heavy steps.

"Good come!"

Ling Feng yelled, his face remained unchanged, he opened his arms, resisting Wu Chen's attack seemingly undefended.

In fact, he secretly not only concentrated his soul power on his chest, but also activated the Steel T-shirt's skill 'Steel Body'.

Name: Steel T-shirt

Quality: Excellent
Level: lv4
Type: Armor, Clothes
Comfort: 3
Protection: 2
Ability: Man of Steel
Man of Steel: Increases body defense (2+level*1) points for 4 minutes
Durability: 20/20
Description: With it, you have the potential to transform into a superhuman.

Based on the steel T-shirt lv4 level, the skill 'Steel Body' can provide Li Yi with 6 points of full-body protection.

6 points of full-body protection plus 2 points of protection from the steel T-shirt itself, and the lv3 soul wind sword mobilizing the airflow provides about 4 points of protection, about 12 points of protection and damage reduction, and may even be immune to rifle damage It is absolutely impossible for Wu Chen's fist to hurt Ling Feng.

Sure enough, when Wu Chen punched Ling Feng's abdomen violently, the ferocious power carried by the fist disappeared without a trace, and Ling Feng's body didn't even shake.

"Iron cloth shirt is so terrifying!"

Wu Chen sighed as he looked at his red fists and the traces of blood seeping out of his skin.

The soul power generated by the Soul Xiaofeng Sword mobilizes the airflow protection, which can not only defend against the enemy's attack, but the high-speed airflow above it can also produce fine cutting damage to the attacking object while defending.

If it weren't for Wu Chen's rough skin and thick flesh, if another ordinary person attacked Ling Feng, then it would not be as simple as scratching the skin, it might directly grind off a layer of flesh.

"Now you can't knock me down, so let's stop here for today."

Ling Feng spoke slowly to Wu Chen, but his body didn't move at all, and the defenses on his body didn't take off either.

"No problem, I, Wu Chen, would like to call you the second strongest man, so I will leave."

When Wu Chen bowed his hands to say goodbye, the figure of the man in armor flashed in his mind. He was the strongest man he had ever seen.

Looking at Wu Chen who left without looking back, Ling Feng heaved a sigh of relief and put away the air current defense on his body.

"Wow, Brother Ling, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, and you can still have internal strength. You are indeed the man who saved the elder sister."

Seeing that Wu Chen had already left, Gong Shuran got up and said to Ling Feng in a cheerful tone, as if she had forgotten the pain in her body.

"You are."

Looking at the girl in front of him, Ling Feng felt a little familiar.

"My name is Gong Shuran, we met in the ward of the senior sister, oh, the name of the senior sister is Han Lubing"

Seeing that Ling Feng couldn't remember herself, Gong Shuran quickly introduced.

"It turned out to be you, I remembered, I heard from you just now that you are an apprentice of Han's Martial Arts Hall."

A smile appeared on Ling Feng's face.

"To be precise, they are disciples. Liu Wenkang and I are considered official disciples. We have been in the martial arts hall for many years."

Gong Shuran corrected the mistakes in Ling Feng's words, and introduced Liu Wenkang by the way.

"Oh, official disciple, is your martial arts school far from here?"

Ling Feng frowned, then smiled again, and continued to ask.

"Our martial arts gym? Hmm. It's not that far, it should be a kilometer or two from here."

After thinking for a while, Gong Shuran replied.

"That's great, I want to ask you one thing."

Ling Feng frowned, as if holding back something.

"Whatever it is, you can just say it, it is duty-bound to do something for the savior."

Gong Shuran straightened her body slightly, with an interested expression on her face, she patted her well-developed chest to assure her.

"Can I trouble you to help me to rest in your martial arts hall?"

Ling Feng's body softened, and he almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Gong Shuran had sharp eyesight and quickly supported him.

"Brother Ling, how are you, are you injured?"

As a martial arts fan, Gong Shuran was very worried about Ling Feng, whether it was because of Ling Feng's status as a "life-saving benefactor" or because Ling Feng was a "martial arts master" with internal strength.

"It's okay. I'm just. a little imaginary"

Ling Feng held Gong Shuran's shoulders with his hands unceremoniously, and said weakly.

His physical condition is not very optimistic. Although the system's damn data reception has ended, Ling Feng's body is very weak because of the torture.

Otherwise, Ling Feng wouldn't be reduced to betting with bald Wu Chen.

Even if it was a bet with the bald Wu Chen, he could barely put on a show by relying on the recovery of the Healing Fountain.

In fact, the healing effect of the Healing Fountain didn't seem to be of much help to his current state, and it could only alleviate it.

　Thanks to 216 Wuming, jftt, Wang Jialiudao, Ruoyemo Zifeng for their recommendation tickets

　　


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