"Ah! My bag! Catch the thief! Help me! "
At that moment, a scream broke the silence of the night.
Vroom vroom vroom!
The next moment, a motorcycle sped past like a ghost in the night.
"Yo! Let's go! Come and catch me! "
On the motorcycle, two people wearing helmets laughed arrogantly.
"Someone, catch the thief! Motorcycle gang! "
Not long after, a woman stumbled out, looking anxiously at the motorcycle speeding away.
Many people gathered around when they heard the noise, but they could only look at the motorcycle and sigh.
At that moment, a figure flashed past. The crowd only saw a blur, and the figure was like a gust of wind, chasing after the motorcycle.
"F * ck! What the hell?! Superman? "
Everyone was stunned.
Then, everyone saw a pitch-black shadow sprinting in the darkness.
The shadow did not take the main road, but the shortcut in the park. However, every time it encountered an obstacle, it would collapse. The crowd even saw him leap over a tree in two or three steps …
From afar, he looked like a monkey, jumping and rolling in the air as if he was stepping on a tree.
"It's really Superman, too awesome!"
"I didn't look carefully just now. I wonder if he's wearing his underwear outside."
Vroom vroom vroom!
The road was very rugged and full of potholes. The motorcycle could not be driven to its limit, and it needed to make many turns, so it was not very fast.
At that moment, the two people on the motorcycle were very pleased with themselves.
"Hahaha, big brother, this ticket is probably enough for us to squander for a month. Awesome!"
"It's not just a month. Just this bag alone is worth at least ten thousand! Needless to say, there are valuable things inside. "
"It's so easy this time. I didn't expect to meet a fat sheep in such a remote place. God is helping me!"
"That's what you call effortless! If we were in the city, how would we have such an opportunity? "
"Look behind you, see if anyone is chasing us."
"Don't worry, there's not a single car in this kind of place. How could there be anyone …"
As he spoke, he looked behind him, and his eyes almost popped out. His body trembled, and he almost fell off the motorcycle.
"What's wrong?"
"Wait … wait, I might have been hallucinating." He rubbed his eyes and looked again!
"F * ck!"
He let out an extremely mournful cry, completely unable to speak.
"What's wrong? What happened? "The other man frowned and turned back.
"F * ck!"
The motorcycle swayed violently and almost flew away.
"What the hell is this? Superman? Ghosts? "
His voice was trembling, and his whole person was in a mess in the wind.
"Big … Big Brother, are we flying in the air? Have we encountered the legendary cultivators?"
"Cultivation my ass!" The eldest brother quickly calmed down. "No matter what, we must not be caught by him! Turn around and watch his movements. "
"Alright."
The lackey's face turned pale as he turned his head in fear.
He saw a figure moving quickly in the park. He seemed to be able to cross several meters with a single step. He casually leaped over stones and chairs, and even climbed trees and shuttled through the forest. His speed was unimaginably fast.
"Big Brother, it's not good. He's chasing us!"
"They're chasing us?" Big Brother's heart sank. He stepped on the accelerator. "Where are they now?"
"Right beside you!"
“what？！”
The big brother looked back and saw a figure standing high up on a tree not far away. Then, he leaped up and gave a cool flying kick!
"I can't believe I ran into Superman on my way out. What the f * ck!"
Both of them fell off the motorcycle at the same time. Their bodies rolled on the ground and they immediately fainted.
Ye Lingchen checked them and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that their lives were not in danger.
"Everyone, call the police. These two are from the biker gang," Ye Lingchen said to the people nearby.
"Superman! It's Superman! "
Everyone went crazy and rushed toward Ye Lingchen with feverish eyes.
Ye Lingchen frowned and quickly walked straight into the depths of the park.
"Superman, don't go. Give me an autograph!"
"Superman, can you tell me your name?"
Ye Lingchen stopped in his tracks and straightened his back. He gave everyone a view of his sturdy back and spoke slowly.
"Just call me … Y …"
'Acting cool is like the wind, always by my side.'
Ye Lingchen's confident back was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.
Immediately, someone posted the video online, on TikTok, Weibo, or WeChat Moments.
Superman was also called Y!
In an instant, the entire internet exploded.
[F * ck! Is this for real? This is too surreal!]
[Wahahaha, our great China is indeed full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. There's actually a Superman!]
[What's a foreign Captain America and Iron Man? We're the real Superman! A living one!]
[The video quality isn't clear. I can only see a black shadow. You're telling me it's Superman? Sorry, I don't believe you!]
[What's going on this year? Are all the capable people called Y?!]
All sorts of videos were posted. It was completely out of the realm of leaping over roofs and vaulting over walls. It was almost flying close to the ground.
Weibo's trending searches, TikTok's millions of likes, and WeChat Moments shared it like crazy.
However, without exception, none of them managed to capture Ye Lingchen's face. At most, they could only capture his confident back view.
The next day.
Ye Lingchen woke up early and checked his popularity points out of habit.
137684。
In just one night, his popularity points had increased by more than 50,000.
He grinned, revealing a knowing smile. 'Sooner or later, my name, Y-God, will spread far and wide!'
Ye Lingchen rubbed his hands. Since his popularity points had reached 100,000, he would continue leveling up!
He realized that he had transcended. It was no longer for money, but for popularity points.
Arhat Fist, Eight Extremities Fist, Martial Body Fist, DOTA, and English.
Three of the five were fist techniques. 'I don't believe I can't get martial arts with this.'
He began leveling up!
The yellow halo flashed wildly, dazzling Ye Lingchen's eyes.
DOTA … Skip!
English … Skip!
Finally, the halo landed on Arhat Fist.
It was a success!
Ye Lingchen's heart raced as he stared at the screen excitedly.
The next moment, a golden light flashed. Arhat Fist became Arhat Fist Force (Beginner)!
It was different from what Ye Lingchen imagined. The name did not change much this time, only adding one word.
There were no major changes to the moves either. There were only some adjustments to the breathing during the training process.
As for how it would turn out, he would only know after practicing it.
He quickly got out of bed and washed up.
After that, he rushed to the place where he usually trained.
According to the training method of Arhat Fist Force, Ye Lingchen would change his breathing every time he punched. Sometimes, it would be three shallow breaths and one deep breath, and sometimes, it would be nine shallow breaths and one deep breath.
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