First Grade Martial Emperor

"Stay here, Sao Nian!" The beggar, who was missing his front teeth and could speak a little loudly, stopped Ye Huang, lifted a handful of his greasy and tangled hair in front of his forehead, and grinned, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth. "Don't go, don't go! I see that you have strong muscles and bones at such a young age. You are a martial arts genius that is rare to see in a century. If one day you are allowed to open up the Ren and Du channels, you will be like a flying dragon!" "Huh?" - Faced with this familiar movie line, Ye Huang expressed his confusion. "What age are we in now? If you talk to me about martial arts and nonsense, you also need to talk about the basic laws, okay! Or are you saying that even you beggars are working so hard now that you have to cosplay for a meal?"