C1 Please Hit Me

The Moon Province, Daduan Dynasty, within the Directorate of Imperial Academy.

In the last class before school ended, the old wine of Directorate of Imperial Academy began to chant and shake his head with his hands behind his back.

The students below the platform were all listening attentively with rapt attention.

Only a red-clothed youth was sleeping soundly on the desk right below the podium.

Every time the old wine offering was finished with a single sentence, the youth's snores would sound out as scheduled, echoing the old wine offering poem as they rose and fell one after another.

The other students couldn't help but snicker.

On the podium, the fiery old wine offering also had a gloomy expression.

If any other person dared to be so mischievous, the pointer in his hand would have fallen.

The naughty students were beaten until their flesh was lacerated. They could not even touch a chair for two to three days.

However, it was Ye Chen.

The grandson of the Patriarch of the Ye Family, one of the top ten clans in the Moon Continent!

The Daduan Dynasty 'First General', the only son of the mighty Marquis, Ye Changlin!

The person the Emperor doted on the most was his little aunt, Noble Consort.

Her highness, the Holy Maiden of the Guardian God School, was his little aunt.

Even the current principal of the Directorate of Imperial Academy was Ye Chen's uncle.

How many people in the entire Moon Continent would dare to fight such a thing? How many people dared to scold him?

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, just leave it to the demons in your heart …"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's my fault …"

The 'Ninehearts Curse' of the Old Wine Sacrifice was specially created for Ye Chen.

Suppressing the rage in his heart, the old man finished reciting the poem.

At this moment, Ye Chen seemed to have woken up from a great dream. He stretched lazily and got up from the desk.

There was a trace of pressure on his face. Looking at the old wine giver, he said carelessly, "I've already disrupted the discipline of the class. Sir wine giver, aren't you going to consider hitting me?"

His drowsy gaze, his lazy gaze, and the contempt in his words.

Provoke, this was naked provocation!

The old priest blew on the alcohol reeking man as he glared at him. He slammed the table and shouted angrily: "Ye Chen! You don't follow the rules, you have no teachers in your eyes! Do you really think I don't dare to teach you a lesson! "

However, Ye Chen stood up excitedly and said, "Right, teach me a lesson! Hurry up and teach me a lesson! Shoot me, use your pointer! "

His eyes were filled with anticipation, and he even pouted his butt towards the old wine offering.

This time, he had completely angered Old Fart. He no longer cared about being a relative of the Royal Family. He picked up his pointer and mercilessly lashed it towards Ye Chen's back.

Pow!

The pointer landed on Ye Chen's back and emitted a crisp sound.

Ling Luo's clothes were torn apart.

The old wine giver's heart couldn't help but shiver. He … Was it a little too heavy? If he really was injured, what should he do?

Who knew that at this moment, Ye Chen actually let out a comfortable moan.

"Aha ~ cool!"

Seeing him like this, the other students in the classroom looked at Ye Chen with strange gazes.

The capital was a playground, and more or less, there were a few with special interests.

But even if he was inclined to be abused, he was still whipped by the little beauty with a leather whip!

How could he be like Ye Chen, happy after getting whipped by the old wine offering with a face full of wrinkles.

The taste was heavy!

It was not an ordinary weight!

Ye Chen turned around and looked at Old Fart with a fervent look on his face. "Come on, come on, let's keep fighting. Lord Fountain Wine, are you going to eat or not? You're not giving it your all!"

Old Fart looked at Ye Chen with a weird expression. He thought to himself, "This playboy, could he have been struck dumb by me?" He didn't dare to continue attacking and could only point at Ye Chen's nose in indignation and scold:

"I hope that the ancestors of your Ye Family will help me to open up my territory and expand my foundation for the rest of my life …"

"Your grandfather Holy Sovereign Ye's cultivation is very high. He is the pillar of a country …"

"Your father was a mighty marquis, guarding the borders and never losing …"

"And you!?"

"Enter the Directorate of Imperial Academy at the age of eleven! More than seven years had passed since sending off three batches of his classmates. Now, he was still at the early stage of the Blood Solidification Realm! In seven years, he was not allowed to advance any further! How long are you planning to stay in the Directorate of Imperial Academy? Do you want to wait until I return home!? "

"Every day, one does not study or play around with nothing to do. If one is not bullying men and dominating women, then one is creating trouble! He even ordered his schoolmate to accompany you, to … Go to the land of the willow! As a person of Ye Family, don't you feel ashamed? Don't tell me you don't have the slightest bit of shame in your heart? "

Ye Chen yawned out of boredom in the face of Old Fart's scolding.

While Old Fart was drinking, he interrupted him and said, "Fine, it's fine if you don't fight. No matter how much you scold me, I can't add one. I'm too lazy to listen. Bye bye!"

Ye Chen waved his hand and whistled as he walked out of the classroom.

He was so angry that the old wine was shaking all over his body and his face was red.

"Rotten wood cannot be carved, rotted wood cannot be carved!"

Ye Chen walked in the empty courtyard behind Directorate of Imperial Academy.

At this moment, looking to the west, he could see the scenery of the capital enveloped in multicolored light.

The scenery was good, but Ye Chen was not in a good mood.

Because he thought of the past, of the past.

Ye Chen was a transcender.

In his previous life, he had been stabbed to death on his way home through the night at an Internet Cafe.

The Heavens had given him the best second generation identity other than that of the crown prince, but the Heavens were also fair. The best second generation identity, coupled with the body of a cripple that he could not cultivate.

Over the past ten years, Ye Chen had tried every possible way to cultivate, but his cultivation was stuck at the early stage of Blood Solidification Realm and would not budge at all.

Just when Ye Chen had lost all hope and felt that he would never be able to connect with those warriors who could call the wind and call the rain or move the mountains and fill the sea, he suddenly awakened the special benefit of being a transcender — System!

Since the System was here, wouldn't his cultivation increase by leaps and bounds and shock his own mother? Ye Chen originally thought so.

However, this shitty system was called — Multi-Armor System!

Host: Ye Chen

Level: Early stage of the Blood Solidification Realm

Martial Skills: None

[Number of times of stacked armor]: 102 (To raise the level of his Middle Period of Blood Coagulation, required times of stacked armor: 999)

[Current Mission]: First time stack of armor, 999 attacks, awarded (Skill: Basic Backlash)

"..."

In short, Ye Chen's ability of the system was very simple and crude!

As long as one took a beating, he would be able to raise his level. From the initial stage of the Blood Solidification Realm to Middle Period of Blood Coagulation, he would only need to be beaten 999 times.

However, there was a limit. It had to be a real fight. If he couldn't beat himself, then he couldn't invite others to.

If it was anyone else, wouldn't it just be a matter of seconds for them to obtain this system and cause their strength to soar and shock their own mother?

However, Ye Chen couldn't!

It was still the same, how many people in this world dared to hit him?

"Ai …" "It's too difficult, it's really too difficult. How can it be so difficult to take a beating!" Ye Chen let out a faint sigh.