Chapter 88 Beggar Huang Rong's inner strength conjecture (Subscription required)

Zhongdu Imperial City.

"Report, riots broke out in Zhongdu, unknown white heavily armored soldiers emerged from all over Zhongdu City, attacking and killing our Great Jin soldiers!"

As the news reached the imperial city, Jin Xuanzong Wanyan Xun became furious.
"This is Zhongdu, at the foot of the imperial city! Are the generals guarding the capital a bunch of good-for-nothings?"

In the study, Jin Xuanzong's face was ferocious, and he was angry and afraid.

Not long ago, his Jin Dynasty was defeated by the Mongols, and now this happened again.

"It must be someone from Mongolia!" A trace of fear flashed in Jin Xuanzong's eyes.

Although Jin Xuanzong had never heard of any famous white heavy armored infantry in Mongolia.

But the Southern Song Dynasty is so weak and timid now, how could it possibly invade the capital of the Great Jin Dynasty? !

"Invite Tu Lie'an into the palace." Jin Xuanzong took a deep breath and exhaled slowly to calm down.

Tu Lie'an was the highest-ranking general of the Zhongdu city guards.

But the guard who delivered the message hesitated for a few seconds and said tremblingly,

"General Tu has been killed by the white-armored soldiers."

"What?" Jin Xuanzong was stunned.

"Kill, kill, kill these white-armored soldiers for me!"

The Jin soldiers were stationed on the walls of the imperial palace, armed with bows and arrows and kerosene.

The entire Zhongdu, except for the imperial palace, had fallen.

On the top floor of a multi-story restaurant not far from the palace battlefield, Chu Liang, dressed in white and holding a blood-stained sword, was eating cherry spirit fruit and leisurely watching the development of the war.

The rain of arrows and kerosene, apart from consuming some physical strength, were completely unable to harm the white-armored warrior.

Looking at the despair of the Jin soldiers and the fear in their faces as they shouted "monsters", Chu Liang knew what was going on.

The imperial city is about to be taken.

Suddenly, Chu Liang's expression changed and he turned around and looked towards the stairs.

A little beggar wearing grey cloth, with a dark face and bare feet, poked his head and looked over here.

Chu Liang met her cunning and smart gaze and said with a smile,

"My friend, what's the matter?"

"..Ahem." Huang Rong rolled her eyes, and when she saw that her peeping was discovered, she walked over quite decisively.

She looked at the big, gorgeous cherry in Chu Liang's hand, which looked like a ruby, and the faint fruity aroma, and her mouth couldn't help but salivate.

"Brother, what is this fruit in your hand? It smells so good."

Seeing Huang Rong staring at the half-eaten cherry fruit in his hand, Chu Liang smiled.

With a flip of his hand, a whole cherry fruit appeared in his palm, and then he threw it gently.
"then."

Huang Rong nimbly took the cherry fruit that was thrown to her and took a bite without hesitation.

If it was a wretched person, Huang Rong would certainly check him out, but Chu Liang's appearance and temperament were too deceptive, and Huang Rong instinctively felt that he would not have any ill will towards her.

Besides, she is a man now, and a beggar at that. Who would have any feelings for a beggar?

"Delicious! So delicious. I have never eaten such delicious fruit." Huang Rong felt the taste of the cherry fruit flesh bursting in her mouth. Her eyes sparkled and she ate all the big cherries in a few bites.

Just as Huang Rong was thinking about what to say, she suddenly felt her body warm up, and a warm current rose from her stomach and flowed through her limbs.

Wherever the warm current passed, her muscles and bones became tighter. Huang Rong clenched her fists and was surprised to find that her strength had increased a lot.

"This, this, could it be a treasure from heaven and earth?" Huang Rong looked at Chu Liang in shock. Seeing that he had already started eating the third cherry fruit, she felt heartbroken.

Why does this person eat rare treasures like they are snacks?
It's so luxurious!

"Brother, do you still have this fruit? I'm still hungry." Huang Rong said without any politeness and climbed up the pole.

Seeing this, Chu Liang smiled slightly, and took out a basket of spiritual fruits as if by magic.

Plums, pears, apples, lychees, cherries, bananas, you name it.

They are all fruit trees planted in the spiritual fields.

However, the edible effects vary depending on the time of planting in the spiritual field.

Cherries, plums, and pears take more than a month to plant. Eating one can increase your strength by 10 to 30 kilograms.

As for the bananas and lychees planted later, eating one will only increase your strength by one or two kilograms, which is a huge difference.

"Eat." Chu Liang put the fruit basket on the table and said to the 'little beggar'.

Huang Rong thought her beggar costume was excellent, but Chu Liang had already seen through it.

Not to mention the sense of smell brought by Chu Liang's strong physique, which allowed him to smell the faint feminine fragrance coming from Huang Rong, but don't forget that he also rolled his eyes.

As his physical fitness improved, the ability of his Byakugan also improved. Now, even if he did not actively use his Byakugan, Chu Liang could see through most substances.

After smelling the feminine fragrance coming from Huang Rong, Chu Liang subconsciously saw through her. In the white, he saw her hidden beautiful face and well-developed figure.

A little beggar dressed as a man, with a long breath, it is obvious that she has learned martial arts, and she is so beautiful
Who else could it be other than Huang Rong?

"Are they all for me?" Huang Rong stared at the basket of dozens of spiritual fruits. She was so excited that she didn't care about the magic of the trick anymore. Her whole mind was on the spiritual fruits.

"Yes." Chu Liang nodded seriously.

"No requests?" Huang Rong looked at Chu Liang suspiciously. Who would give so many good things to a little beggar?
"Meeting is fate. Besides, Zhongdu is in turmoil right now, so it's good to have an extra ability to protect yourself." Chu Liang said in a gentle tone.

You can pretend, you can pretend!
You're a little beggar who doesn't smell bad at all when disguised as a man, so I'll pretend to be a kind-hearted and brave young man, is that ok?

Huang Rong looked at Chu Liang with a strange expression, said thank you, and disappeared down the stairs holding the basket. She was so fast that ordinary people could not see clearly, as if she was afraid that Chu Liang would regret it.

Chu Liang just smiled and didn't stop him.

The bait has been released and a big fish will be caught soon.

Until then, just wait.

"This big fool, whom neither of us know, actually gave me so many rare and precious spiritual fruits."

After leaving the restaurant, Huang Rong had an excited look on her face, her eyes narrowed like crescent moons.

She secretly found a quiet place and quickly ate these spiritual fruits. Feeling the continuous transformation of her physical fitness and her increasing strength, Huang Rong felt even happier.

"Hiccup~"

Huang Rong, who had eaten a whole basket of spiritual fruits, couldn't help but burp.

Touching the round belly and the warm body filled with warmth, Huang Rong couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Will you get bloated if you eat so much in one go?
Thinking of this, Huang Rong's heart started to panic. She quickly entered a meditation posture and began to use her internal energy to digest the spiritual fruit.

A few hours later, Huang Rong opened her eyes.

His body shook and he appeared more than ten meters away.

He pressed his palm hard on the hard bluestone, and it broke easily.

"With my strength and speed, even if I don't use internal energy or any special moves, I can probably be ranked among the second-rate masters." Huang Rong felt the explosive power of hundreds of kilograms in her body, and her face lit up with joy.

The next moment, her internal energy was activated, and with the help of this internal energy, Huang Rong's physical fitness was improved again.

With a whoosh, it floated thirty meters away.

"With my internal strength and martial arts skills, I may have the strength of a first-class master." Huang Rong was delighted.

Before taking these spiritual fruits, Huang Rong's strength was only at a third-rate level. After all, she was only seventeen years old. Although she was taught by Huang Yaoshi, she was also extremely intelligent and learned martial arts very quickly, but she was still young after all.

In today's martial arts world, strength is divided from low to high into: third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, four best, and Wang Chongyang.

Among them, the second-rate ones are only slightly stronger than ordinary people. The third-rate ones are people like Yang Tiexin and Mu Nianci who have learned internal energy and can easily fight against ten strong men with knives.

Wanyan Kang, who has learned Mei Chaofeng's Nine Yin White Bone Claw, will be stronger. He can be considered at the top of the third rate, not second rate.

Because when you reach the second rate, you are considered a martial arts master and can make a great name for yourself, such as the Seven Masters of Quanzhen and the Four Elders of the Beggars' Sect.

First-rate, Qiu Qianren, known as the man with the iron palm that floats on water.

There is no need to say much about the four absolutes: East Evil, West Poison, South Emperor and North Beggar.

In addition, there is Wang Chongyang, who surpasses the four great masters and is known as the number one master in the world. He is in a level of strength all by himself.

"Go find that big fool again and scare him." A cunning look flashed in Huang Rong's eyes.

Soon, she took off her beggar's attire and put on an exquisite yellow dress, revealing her stunningly beautiful face.

The originally bare and dirty feet became as white and tender as porcelain jade after washing, but unfortunately they were soon covered by flowered cloth shoes.

It’s still the same restaurant.

The top floor of the fourth floor.

Only Chu Liang.

He looked calmly at the breached palace, watching the white-armored warriors begin to take control of the entrances and exits of the palace.

This war was so easy, just like a game.

The strength of the White-Armored Warrior is equivalent to that of a second-rate to first-rate master in the martial arts world, but the White-Armored Warrior has this strength purely through his physical fitness.

Unlike those second-rate and first-rate masters who are still afraid of swords, spears and arrows and still have mortal bodies, the white-armored warrior has a much higher tolerance rate, especially after wearing the accompanying full-body heavy armor.

On the battlefield, the role that a hundred white-armored warriors can play is far greater than that of a hundred martial arts masters of the same level.

These are two different paths. Internal energy is truly magical and can make a mortal's body burst out with explosive power comparable to that of a warrior, crushing stone into powder and twisting steel.

By using Qinggong, he could easily cross the surface of the river for dozens of meters, or even stand on the water without sinking.

But no matter what, it is impossible to push the mortal body to the terrifying level of supersonic speed, capable of blowing up a mountain with one punch.

As for warriors who have reached the level of God of War, they can concentrate hundreds of thousands of kilograms of power at one point and blow up a small hill, and their maximum speed also exceeds the speed of sound.

“I wonder if this internal function can be integrated with the martial arts school.” Chu Liang pondered.

Although this world is just a low-level martial arts world, and the strongest person cannot reach the level of a god of war, we may be able to learn from its system.

Maybe when we reach the original universe, our internal energy can absorb and refine the energy of the universe and produce some unexpected effects.

In an ordinary world where there is almost no energy in the air, a group of martial arts masters who can fly over eaves and walls and pierce iron with a needle can be born simply by refining the essence of food into energy.

When we reach the primitive universe, with almost endless cosmic energy to absorb, it is not necessarily impossible for us to take off.

"Collect a batch of internal martial arts and let the Yellow Turban Warriors try them out. Then capture some martial arts masters and bring them to Earth for experiments." Chu Liang thought secretly in his heart.

He had a hunch that this experiment might yield some unexpected surprises.
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*There is a big chapter before twelve o'clock, and there should be another chapter after twelve o'clock.

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