"That's a bit interesting. Among ordinary martial artists, he can be considered first class. He's ten times stronger than those weaklings in your training hall." Peng Hai also stood up, slowly moving his joints. The bundles of muscles were like a myriad of poisonous snakes, moving under his jade-like skin. They were incomparably agile.
"Of course, he's a professional! You should go to the sparring room to prepare. Don't forget to use the 'Pattern Mask Talisman'. Don't let anyone discover your true identity. "The bald tattooed man said as he pushed open the door and walked into the strength training room.
The brawny man hitting the sandbag said to him, "Director Zhao, this gentleman is looking for you."
The bald tattooed man nodded. He swept a glance at the spider pattern on Li Yao's face and laughed, "You're here? The price and everything are clear. Is there a problem? "
"I'm clear. No problem. Let's directly trade." Li Yao said coldly, pretending to be an experienced veteran.
"That's good. Follow me." The bald tattooed man led the way in front, passing through a corridor. He brought Li Yao to a hundred square meter sparring room.
The environment of the sparring room was relatively simple and crude. The surrounding walls were filled with thick straw mats as cushioning, while the ground was made of rough cement. Probably because it had been used for a long time, it was full of potholes and cracks everywhere.
The bald tattooed man took out a protective suit and a full set of protective gear from the corner, hinting to Li Yao to put it on.
"We're all in the same circle, so I don't need to be long-winded. In any case, as long as you can hold on for three minutes, you'll get ten thousand dollars. But if you can't hold on for three minutes, then you won't get half a dime. Brother Tian said that you've worked in quite a few dojos and are a gold medal sparring partner. These are the rules.
"Three minutes? Gold medal sparring partner? "Li Yao blinked his eyes, realizing that the other party had mistaken him for someone else.
The pattern of the Pattern Mask Talisman wasn't random. There were more than one thousand three hundred patterns. Occasionally, there would be situations where two people had the same pattern on their faces.
This boss was probably waiting for another "gold medal sparring partner" with a spider pattern on his face, but he mistook him for the other party.
"I'm sorry." Li Yao subconsciously wanted to explain, but his heart suddenly moved.
What did this bald uncle just say? If he could hold on for three minutes, he would be able to get 10,000 yuan? Being a sparring partner was actually so profitable?
Li Yao was a little envious.
He had risked his life in the Artifact Graveyard and painstakingly earned eight to ten thousand yuan a month. Although he had painstakingly slaughtered Si Jiaxue and earned a hundred thousand yuan, this sort of fat sheep was not something that could be casually encountered. In front of him, he only needed three minutes to earn another ten thousand yuan. It was enough to buy a dozen or so strengthening medicines. Why not?
His body had just undergone a mutation. Compared to the past, his resistance had greatly increased. It could be said that his skin was rough and his flesh was thick!
Most of the members who would come to this kind of cultivation hall to train were amateurs. Maybe they had just gotten off work and had to go buy groceries later. How much strength could they have?
With this thought in mind, Li Yao looked across and almost laughed out loud.
In the corner of the sparring room stood a tall and thin man. His exposed upper body didn't have much muscle, and his skin appeared somewhat deathly pale. This gentleman's face also had a "Pattern Mask Glyph" applied to it. Red and black patterns interweaved to form the appearance of a smiling clown.
The feeling it gave people was that this person was ordinary, sloppy and ordinary. He didn't have the slightest bit of an expert's grandeur.
What made Li Yao unable to restrain his smile was that when he entered, this gentleman was in the middle of seriously warming up. What he was doing was the Federation's most basic "Fifth Set of Fitness Gymnastics"!
This set of fitness gymnastics was developed by the Federation's cultivation experts for ordinary people to exercise and relax. All of the Federation's citizens began learning it in kindergarten. It simply couldn't be said to be a martial skill or cultivation method. It was the most simple exercise of the hands and feet, stretching the muscles and bones, and nothing more.
Today, after going through several upgrades, it had already developed the "Ninth Set of Fitness Gymnastics" with complex movements and a slight martial skill routine. As for the extremely simple "Fifth Set of Fitness Gymnastics", only elementary school students would still use it as an exercise between classes.
It was clearly an exercise between classes for elementary school students, yet this smiling clown was doing it in a well-behaved and meticulous manner. Every movement was stretched to the limit. It was as if he was cultivating some kind of world-shaking peerless divine ability.
"This ten thousand dollars is simply like picking it up for free. If I don't pick it up, the heavens will strike me with lightning!" Li Yao madly shouted in his heart.
The bald tattooed man draped the entire set of leather protective gear over his body. He frowned and said, "Is there a problem?"
"Uh …" Li Yao muttered to himself for a moment and asked, "I can only take a beating? Can I retaliate? "
The bald tattooed man stared blankly. His expression was like a smile that wasn't a smile, as if he had heard the world's most humorous joke. He then took out a large number of iron boards and strengthened ceramic plates from an equipment chest in the corner and inserted them into a special pocket on the surface of the leather protective gear.
Like this, Li Yao's body had three layers of protection — strengthened ceramic plates, iron boards, and nine layers of leather.
The bald tattooed man said, "As long as you're happy, you can retaliate as much as you want. However, I advise you to first use all your strength to block his attacks. Alright, you guys take your time playing. I'll come back in three minutes. I hope —"
He stopped talking and looked at Li Yao with an expression that said, "Everything is understood without words". He patted his shoulder with a strength that was neither light nor heavy. He withdrew from the sparring room and closed the door.
"It really is an amateur level Cultivation Gym. It's just three minutes of sparring training, is there a need to be so tightly wrapped?" Li Yao tried jumping twice and swinging a set of tortoise fists. He sensed the effects of the protective gear on his body.
He discovered that this set of protective gear was made very exquisitely. Even though the iron boards and strengthened ceramic plates had increased in weight by several dozen pounds, it didn't affect the movement of his four limbs. Apart from slightly reducing his speed, it didn't affect his attacking and parrying abilities.
As for his opponent, he was still leisurely warming up. He had just gone from the fourth section of the "Stretching Exercise" to the sixth section of the "Chest Expansion Exercise". If Li Yao didn't remember incorrectly, there were still five sections to go!
"This big brother, you've been warming up since I came in. Don't tell me you have to finish the entire set of fitness exercises? Do you have to be so serious? "Li Yao couldn't help but ask.
The smiling clown was in the middle of striding forward and drawing a bow. His chest was open. After hearing these words, he didn't continue his movements. He slowly said, "Don't you need to warm up a bit?"
"No need. On a real battlefield, where would there be so much time for you to warm up?!" Li Yao said somewhat impatiently. He struggled to survive in the Artifact Graveyard. He always fought when he wanted to and ran when he wanted to. Fat Dragon, Wild Wolf … these bastards. Who would give him the time to warm up?
The smiling clown tilted his head and let out a soft "Eh?". He didn't seem to have expected Li Yao to say such reasonable words. He pondered for a moment and nodded, "You're right. I'm ready. Three minutes — the timer starts now!"
"Whoosh!"
Before the two words "start" could even reach Li Yao's ears, an ear-piercing sound of breaking wind pierced through his eardrums. In the previous instant, the smiling clown was still a dozen meters away, drawing a bow and performing the chest expansion exercise. In the next instant, he had completely disappeared!
Li Yao was completely unable to see through the smiling clown's movement trajectory. He only felt a needle-like stabbing pain come from his entire chest. It was as if an invisible hand had pierced through the three layers of protection in an instant. It directly pierced through his chest and firmly grasped his heart!
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