Yang Ming entered the system space again, which can be said to be a transit station, and can go to worlds of different levels.

The space is empty, invisible and invisible, and a vast body of emptiness. There are only three ancient and mysterious plane doors hanging in the void, one black iron door, one bronze door, and one silver door.

The Black Iron Gate corresponds to a one-star plane.

The Bronze Gate corresponds to the two-star plane.

The corresponding three-star plane is naturally the corresponding three-star plane.

The last time he came here, there were only two gates in the system space, including black iron and bronze. The Silver Gate was obviously a new appearance after his attributes were improved.

Just as Yang Ming observed the three gates, the sound of the system sounded.

"The host's three attributes exceed 30 points and will be automatically promoted to a three-star crosser. The system makes the following adjustments."

"One, a new three-star plane world was added."

"Two, cancel the main task and plot tasks, and all of them are changed to hidden tasks. After the host completes the hidden task, the system will give a reward."

"Three, the host will conduct plane experience at least once every three months."

"After the host is upgraded, the system will launch new adjustment plans one after another. All interpretation rights belong to the system, above."

"There has changed again, and I don't know what this system is. On the one hand, it is blunt and boring, and it seems to be a rigid program. On the other hand, it will make adjustments by itself. Is this keeping pace with the times? The most important thing is to say, "All the right to explain belongs to the system." Can I make a special explanation? I can't beat you. Even if you are lazy, I can't help it!" Yang Ming thought to himself.

"Of the three changes, the first and third items are very simple and clear. Only the second one has a lot of information and has the greatest impact on me. The main task and plot tasks are all cancelled and become hidden tasks. This means that the system will no longer inform the content of the task in advance. All tasks need to be guessed by themselves. If they are completed, there will be rewards. If they cannot be completed, there will be nothing."

"Okay. After all, I am a senior time traveler, and this kind of problem is not difficult for me. With the system's urinary nature, you can guess those tasks without saying?"

Yang Ming quickly turned his mind a few thoughts. Then he took a step forward and reached out to press his hand on the silver gate.

The door slowly opened.

A dazzling white light emerged from the door and took Yang Ming away suddenly.

"The host came to the world of the movie "Four Famous Captures".

...

Zuiyue Tower is the leading restaurant in the capital. The boss is generous and the restaurant is managed in an orderly manner. The business is booming, with guests full of guests every day.

Of course, there is another reason that cannot be ignored--there are good wines in the restaurants, which can keep the alcoholics.

If you drink well, the business will naturally not be bad. Even those who don’t like to drink will be willing to go to Zuiyue Tower to enjoy the lively atmosphere.

There are too many people. The news is naturally wide. What happens in the capital every day. Whether it is fighting and killing in the world or gossiping news in the government, you can always hear it at the first time here.

Today, Zuiyuelou produced something new.

To be precise, it is not in Zuiyue Tower, but at the entrance of Zuiyue Tower.

There are many people, and there are many hawkers setting up stalls at the entrance of Zuiyuelou, but there are particularly many people in one stall.

"Selling beating, one punch." Someone in the crowd read the words on the sign.

"Selling beating? This is a new thing. I have never heard of selling wine, meat, vegetables, and cloth, but I have never heard of anyone selling beating." A big man with a face full of flesh and strong body smiled.

"The restaurant sells wine, pigs, meat, farms, vegetables, woven cloth, literati sells words, girls sells laughter, why can't I sell beating? I don't have a restaurant, nor can I kill pigs, I have no fields at home, nor do I know how to weave cloth, and the characters are not as good as literati, and no one visits to sell laughter. After counting, only this body of bones is still tough, so I have to sell beating to make some wine." A young man who looked weak and literary stood under the sign, pouring out the people around him and said, "Put a punch for a penny, pay the bill first and then do it. I first arrived in the precious land, and I opened business on the first day today. I don't have to pay a small business."

"I never use a knife to kill pigs. I can solve it with one punch." The burly man raised his fist and said, "If I hit you with one penny, if I beat you to death with half a punch, who can I find to calculate the extra money?"

"This guest official, if I am beaten to death by you, then all the money here will belong to you." The weak young man took out a silver ingot and placed it on the ground, immediately attracting their eyes.

This silver ingot is 20 taels!

The burly man's eyes lit up, he took out a string of copper coins from his arms and threw them over, saying, "This is fifty cents, let me see if your bones are hard enough!"

After saying that, he raised his fist as big as a sand bowl and slashed it.

"Bang!"

All the cowardly people closed their eyes.

"One, two, three, four..." The young man's clear voice sounded. He focused on counting the copper coins in his hand, allowing the strong man to punch him one by one, as if he had no sense of anything and his body did not shake at all.

“Forty-six, forty-seven, forty-eight, forty-nine…bang!”

The young man grabbed the big man's fist with his soft palm and whispered: "Keep, you only have forty-nine copper seeds here, so you can only hit forty-nine punches! If you still want to hit, please pay first."

The burly man gasped and said, "I won't fight anymore, I won't fight anymore, I will admit defeat today."

After saying that, he lowered his head and left, feeling ashamed to see someone.

"good!"

A burst of cheers rang out in the crowd.

This man usually sells meat short and short, and uses inferior products as good ones. When he sees him holding it in, everyone feels very happy.

The young man bowed to the four sides and said, "Thank you, thank you, you have praised it. I can only take this superficial skill. Everyone, who else wants to do it? As long as I defeat me, this money will be yours."

On the second floor of Zuiyue Tower, a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old pushed a wheelchair to the balcony. On the wheelchair was a young girl in black. She was beautiful and innocent. She was really jealous of her beauty. She broke her legs at a young age, and those who had seen her couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

The two of them looked down from the balcony and saw a young man selling beatings at first glance.

The little girl said, "Sister Wuqing, that person doesn't look like he is short of money, why should he sell beating? What should I do if I accidentally get beaten up? His martial arts look good. Being a guard is better than selling beatings!"

The girl in black glanced down and asserted: "He was not trying to make money! That person practiced a kind of skilled horizontal kung fu. He needed someone else to attack to help him improve his skills."

"Oh." The little girl nodded in ignorance.

downstairs.

A bald man pushed the crowd away and walked in, glanced at him, and said with disdain, "Isn't it just that I have learned some hard skills and dared to come out and cheat money. I don't like you the most."

The young man said, "Keep, you are wrong. I said it clearly, and I am not deceiving. How can I use the word "deception"!"

The bald man said, "If you have the courage, let me punch a few times."

The young man said, "I open the door to do business. Guests welcome all directions and come without rejecting anyone. As long as you pay, I will accept it."

"I just have a lot of money." The bald man threw a piece of silver over.

"Please, please." said the young man.

"I recognize him." One of the people in the crowd suddenly shouted: "This person is Tiequan Zhen Sanshan."

"Guan San, a horse in Dongshan area, nicknamed Tiequan Zhen Sanshan, with a pair of iron fists hit Dongshan invincible hands. Unexpectedly, this person also came to Beijing." Upstairs, the girl in black said slowly.

The little girl exclaimed, "Guan San is so powerful. Will that person be in danger?"

The girl in black shook her head calmly and said, "No."

"ha!"

Guan San shouted lightly. He punched the young man in the chest with a "bang", but he was shocked and took three steps back.

"One." The young man counted lightly.

This understatement attitude seemed to be insulting him when Guan San heard this.

"Don't be arrogant, my grandfather just made only three-pointers. I won't let you do this punch, let's fall down for me!"

"Bang!"

Guan San punched the young man again and again, and was shocked by the force and sat down on the ground.

"Hahaha..." A joking laughter rang out from the crowd.

"Two." Qing young said lightly.

"Okay!" Guan San stood up and said with a gloomy face: "Boy, you really angered grandpa this time. Today I will let you see my grandpa's iron fist that was hit by Dongshan's invincible hands. If I punched this, even I was afraid of the power. If you die, don't blame me."

As he spoke, he had gathered his internal strength, and when he grasped his palm, he made a creaking sound, and the pair of fists turned copper yellow.

"Invincible Iron Fist!"

Guan San punched the young man's chest with a "bang", and a burst of energy burst out from his fist. The waves of air dissipated like a tide, blowing the clothes of the people around him.

"three."

The young man had no choice but to tidy up his clothes and said, "Call, there are 297 punches. Can you do it quickly? If you continue to fight like this, no one can eat at noon."

"You, you...I won't hit you anymore." Guan San turned around and left, which could be described as "the rat hugged his head and jumped". His punch had already used 100% of his skills, but he could not hurt half of the other party's hair. At this time, how could he not know that the other party was a superb person and that the gap between him and others was too big.

The young man shouted, "Callant, walk slowly, I haven't asked you for money yet."

"No need to look for it." Guan San had run away and disappeared.

The young man smacked his lips and said to himself: "What a great partner to train, it's a pity that he ran away."

"I'll do it." At this time, a fat middle-aged man with big ears jumped out of the crowd. He looked like a fat businessman with a stinking smell of money.

"Isn't this the boss of the rice shop?" Someone recognized the identity of the middle-aged man.

"Boss Ma, Iron Fist Zhen Sanshan was unable to defeat him just now. Don't show your face with your skills." Someone sneered.

"Bah, who do you think is like you? I, Ma Da Shanren, didn't come for money." Boss Ma said.

"Oh, I know, Boss Ma must have been angry with his wife at home, so he came here to vent his anger, right?" the man said again.

"What do I want to do? I need you to do." Boss Ma shouted again with a blushing face and thick neck, obviously being poked at the pain point. He said again: "Little brother. I punch you for a penny, and I don't dodge or fight back, right?"

"That's right." said the young man.
To be continued...