Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 42: Solve the Problem with Fists (Please Read)

"Someone, bring me five hundred kilograms of monster meat."

Lu Ming arrived at the cafeteria an hour before dinner time, knocked on the table and shouted loudly.

But after a long time, the chefs brought over a large tray, but judging from the amount on the tray, it was far less than 500 kilograms.

At most, it weighs only a dozen pounds.

"Don't make things difficult for us. This is what the other brothers in the Wujing Hall told us. Yesterday, you ate all the food for everyone, leaving no one else with anything to eat..."

"They give you a quota, you're only allowed to eat this much a day."

The cook was trembling with fear. He couldn't afford to offend any of these monsters in Wujingtang.

But compared to offending a group of people, he would rather offend one person.

"But Song Siye said that there's no upper limit on the amount of food you can eat in the cafeteria. Why are you taking Song Siye's words as bullshit?"

Lu Ming was very angry. Wu Miao was such a powerful force, but it was petty of him to argue with him about food and drink.

"Shut up!"

Just when Lu Ming was about to argue, suddenly, a shout came from outside.

When he looked up, he saw several young men in black clothes. Judging from the jade tokens hanging around their waists, they should be disciples of Wujingtang.

"You are a low-level martial artist. The fact that the Martial Temple has taken you in is a blessing for you for several lifetimes. You have eaten the food of dozens of people, which is equivalent to the resources of other brothers and sisters being used to support you alone."

“What a big face!”

The leading young man started to scold, saying that they were all filled with indignation after hearing that someone had eaten all the monster meat yesterday.

Especially since this person has a low-level martial body.

"It stinks, it stinks! Why does the canteen of this martial arts temple smell like a toilet?"

Lu Ming pretended to sniff it, looking disgusted.

Several disciples' faces turned pale with rage, their expressions were extremely ugly. They had been training at the Wujing Hall since they were teenagers, and had never encountered such a rogue style of fighting.

"Boom."

The leading young man suddenly slammed the table, and a palm print immediately appeared on the solid wooden table, with traces of burnt black on the edge. It was obvious that this man was at least an average martial artist, and controlled the attributes of heaven and earth related to fire.

"What? You want to take action?"

"Does our Wujingtang have any rules against private fights? I just joined and don't want to be expelled."

Lu Ming smiled, not showing any fear at all.

"According to the rules of the Wujing Hall, as long as both parties agree, it's not considered a private fight. I, Fu Chen, challenge you to a fight. If you win, my share of the monster meat will be yours."

The young man looked at Lu Ming and said in a deep voice.

"Hey, that's great! Do the others think the same? As long as I can defeat you, your monster meat will belong to me?"

Lu Ming's eyes swept over the other people and he smiled.

It would be great if we could just use our fists to resolve the issue.

Although Fu Chen was angry at Lu Ming's arrogance, he did not lose his mind.

"I can only promise you on my own behalf. I have no right to make decisions on other people's affairs."

He suppressed his anger and spoke slowly.

"Brother Fu, we are the same. If he can really defeat us, what does it matter if we give him our share of the monster meat?"

These disciples all had a good relationship with Fu Chen, and they immediately spoke out against the common enemy.

"Hahahaha, that's great, what a deep brotherly love! Then you two can come together."

Lu Ming hooked his finger, looking nonchalant.

"You have to beat me first, then we can talk." Fu Chen frowned, but instantly gathered strength throughout his body, and the temperature around him seemed to be rising.

He swayed and slapped Lu Ming with one hand.

The movements were swift and explosive, like a raging fire. Even from a distance, one could feel the scorching temperature.

No wonder people say that only geniuses with martial bodies can fight against monsters of the corresponding level. Someone like Fu Chen can easily kill dozens of warriors of the same level from the outside world.

This kind of [Heaven and Earth Attribute] is too buggy.

"Boom."

But when Fu Chen approached, Lu Ming didn't even stand up. He just punched sideways suddenly, and a huge force of nearly 20,000 pounds burst out instantly.

Fu Chen felt the whistling force, but did not dodge. Instead, he used all his strength to attack Lu Ming.

The temperature of his palm had reached an extremely high level, almost like a branding iron.

The two men's fists and palms collided with each other, and only a "crisp" sound of bones breaking was heard in the ears. Then Fu Chen's body flew backwards like a cannonball, hit the table next to him heavily, and then slid and hit the wall.

The chefs in the cafeteria hid themselves obediently. They didn't want to get caught up in this fight between gods.

"You boasted so much, I thought you had some skills."

"That's all."

Lu Ming smiled, but turned his gaze to the other people.

When those warriors saw Fu Chen was defeated so easily, they were shocked. Although there was not much difference between the lower and middle martial arts bodies at the third level of martial arts and before, how could they not even be able to withstand a single move from this person?
"You just promised me that if you lose, all your monster meat will belong to me."

"Don't break your promise."

While Lu Ming was speaking, he stood up. The moment before, he was several feet away, and the next moment he was in front of a person.

It looks like a ghost and its speed is incredible.

After he integrated the wind-type [attribute of heaven and earth], not only did his bones, muscles, and flesh evolve to become lighter, but his body also seemed to be blessed by an invisible force at all times.

In addition, his strength was enormous, and the speed at which he burst out with all his strength was simply astonishing.

"Boom."

Before the man could react, a punch was in front of him. He didn't even have a chance to fight back and was sent flying.

"Another piece of monster meat!"

Lu Ming clapped his hands, but the next moment, he moved sideways and appeared in front of someone again.

In a hurry, this man just took up his defensive stance.

But Lu Ming swung his foot, and his leg burst out with a force of more than 20,000 pounds, kicking the man out and hitting him heavily on the wall on one side, even shaking the entire wall violently.

With just a few punches and kicks, all of them were defeated.

"Next time you want to challenge me, please change to some stronger ones."

Because these people ate the meat of eighth-grade monsters, they all had the strength of the second level of martial arts, which was far inferior to Yan Sheng from last time.

Lu Ming's solution to them wasn't even a warm-up.

"What are you still standing there for? Serve the food!"

Lu Ming slammed the table and called everyone in the kitchen out.

Everyone looked distraught. Didn't they say this person was a new member? How could Wujingtang have brought back an unlucky star?
But after seeing Lu Ming's strength, they dared not say anything and could only load another 500 kilograms of monster meat onto the tray.

Lu Ming immediately sat down and began to swallow in big gulps. He had consumed too much energy yesterday and he was in urgent need of replenishment.

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(End of this chapter)