His golden arms were exposed, like bronze drums and iron sheets.

When the handsome middle-aged man saw this scene, a surprised expression appeared on his face, which then turned into a look of ecstasy.

"I didn't expect you to have such a powerful body at such a young age. I underestimated you!"

Chen Hetu shook his head and smiled bitterly.

What about my own tyrannical body?

Aren't you scarred?

There were cracks all over his body caused by the palms of the handsome middle-aged man.

Especially the arm where the palm was received was the most serious, with blood even spilling out.

The handsome middle-aged man couldn't help but nodded when he saw this scene.

"Your tyrannical body is pretty good, and it's very resistant to blows! Even with 30% of my strength and five levels of palm power, I can't break your body! You must be the pride of heaven!"

Chen Hetu smiled bitterly again.

From the perspective of a handsome middle-aged man, it is quite good for Chen Hetu to have such a powerful body at such a young age.

However, in Chen Hetu's heart, he was far from meeting his requirements for himself.

He even felt that he was so weak!

With just one palm, Wu Mie shattered his body-protecting aura, and even shattered his tyrannical body.

Moreover, it is only 30% of his strength and five levels of palm power.

If someone hits him with all his strength, will he still have a chance to survive?

The handsome man continued: "Young man, since you are so strong, do you mind if I add another layer of strength?"

Chen Hetu: "..."

He was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect that this handsome middle-aged man would temporarily increase his strength.

Without waiting for Chen Hetu's answer, this handsome man gained an extra layer of strength.

He used 40% of his strength.

Chen Hetu only felt the overwhelming palm power, swarming towards him.

"Buzz!"

Chen Hetu originally thought that he would use his old palm, but suddenly it was filled with incomparably huge energy.

"Bang!"

His body flew directly backwards, hit the wall of the ice sculpture behind, and then fell to the ground.

"Puff puff!"

Chen Hetu vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

He looks pale!

The golden flesh is covered with scars.

His entire arm was no longer golden, but turned scarlet.

Blood was constantly oozing out.

Chen Hetu suppressed the blood in his body and swallowed hard. He held one hand on the ground and the other on the ice sculpture wall, struggling to stand up from the ground.

Every time, when he was about to stand up, before he could raise his head, he would slide down again along the wall.

He could only grit his teeth.

After trying five or six times, I finally stood up.

When he first stood up, Chen Hetu felt huge pain all over his body.

Moreover, I felt dizzy and dizzy.

He could only stand firm by leaning against the ice sculpture wall.

Otherwise, he will still fall.

At the same time, he tremblingly used his other uninjured hand to take out the medicine bottle from his arms, took out a healing elixir, and drank it.

He instantly felt a warm current, entering his body along his throat and spreading throughout his body.

He felt a little better now.

Then, he mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and moved it quickly, hoping to recover quickly.

The handsome middle-aged man did not rush Chen Hetu, but said: "I didn't expect you to be able to stand up. Not bad, not bad!"

After praising Chen Hetu, he then said: "Young man, you won't blame me for temporarily increasing your strength by 10%, right?"
Chapter completed!