They walked out of the gymnasium.
Xu Jie and the other two were extremely excited. They didn't stop talking along the way.
"Strong! He's too strong! "
"Brother Wang Teng, are all advanced martial disciples so strong?"
"For ordinary people, advanced martial disciples are quite strong."
Wang Teng lit a cigarette and took a deep puff. He exhaled slowly as he spoke calmly.
"Haha, that's great. With you protecting us, no one will dare to bully us." Xu Jie laughed.
"Brother Wang Teng, do you think I can be as strong as you in the future?" Yu Hao secretly clenched his fist and asked enviously.
"Practice well. It's not difficult to become an advanced martial disciple," Wang Teng said.
Bai Wei didn't say anything, but her gaze would fall on Wang Teng from time to time. A sweet smile appeared on her lips.
The four of them parted at the school gate and went home to find their mothers.
On the way home, Wang Teng kept thinking. Why was Li Rongcheng so weak?
He wasn't showing off. He really thought Li Rongcheng was too weak!
When he was driving on the road and saw the cars speeding by, he suddenly understood.
Speed!
That's right, speed!
Among all the martial arts in the world, only speed was unbeatable!
His speed was much faster than Li Rongcheng's, so Li Rongcheng's attacks were too slow.
It was so slow that he only used two moves to knock Li Rongcheng out.
The speed attribute on the attribute panel wasn't very direct. Wang Teng had been picking up attributes to increase, but he didn't even try to see how fast it was.
Today, he suddenly burst out and Li Rongcheng couldn't fight back at all!
At night, Wang Teng went home and had dinner. Then, he went to Jixin Martial House to train and pick up attributes to increase himself.
For the next few days, his life didn't have any waves.
During the day, he listened to classes, picked up attributes to increase his cultural knowledge, and occasionally flirted with his beautiful deskmate. Life was very good.
After a few days, his cultural knowledge improved very quickly. If he took the exam now, he was confident that he could get 90 points.
This level was enough. He didn't want to take the exam to be the top scholar!
Moreover, compared to before, it was much better.
At night, he went to Jixin Martial House to sign in and train. He also picked up attributes to improve his martial arts cultivation.
Currently, his various martial attributes had long surpassed the limits of an Advanced Martial Disciple.
Comprehension: 51
Constitution: 121
Power: 1356
Speed: 632
Battle Skills: Basic Fist Technique (Refinement), Basic Movement Technique (Refinement), Basic Sword Technique (Refinement), Basic Saber Technique (Refinement)
Knowledge: Basic subjects (full marks)
The limit of an Advanced Martial Disciple was Physique of 100, Strength of 1000 kg, and Speed of 100 meters in 4 seconds.
But now, he had surpassed all of them.
Previously, he had specially tested his speed. He had already reached the speed of two seconds per 100 meters, which was much faster than the maximum speed of an Advanced Martial Disciple.
Although it was only a difference of two seconds, many people might not be able to complete the transition even after three to five years.
Thinking about how difficult it was to break the world record of the 100m sprint champion in his previous life, he knew how difficult it was.
Coupled with his Minute Subtlety level basic movement technique, he would be able to crush an opponent who was also an Advanced Martial Disciple.
It was worth mentioning that Wang Teng's various basic combat skills had already reached the Refinement level.
What was the Refinement level?
As the name implied, it was the thoroughly meticulous state. It was a step closer to the foundation of perfection.
How powerful would the Refinement level combat skills be?
Take a simple example.
If the opponent was attacked with a Perfection level basic movement technique, he would need to dodge at least half a meter away.
If the Refinement level basic movement technique was used, he would be able to stay close to the opponent and attack without getting hurt. The distance between them would not be more than a few centimeters.
The difference between the two could only be shown in actual combat.
It could be said that Wang Teng's current strength was only one step away from becoming an Official Martial Disciple.
Once he cultivated the Force, he would become an Official Martial Disciple.
…
On Friday, after class, Wang Teng went home as usual.
As he drove on the road, he looked at the scenery outside the car window. In his heart, he was thinking about how to get a Force cultivation technique.
At his current stage, he was called a Prospective Martial Disciple. Once he cultivated the Force, he would be able to complete a qualitative change.
However, the Force cultivation technique was not the basic combat skills of a Martial Disciple. It was common stuff like gymnastics that anyone could learn.
The imparting of the Force cultivation technique had always been strictly controlled.
One could either pass the martial arts exam and enter a university to study. The degree of freedom was the highest.
Or one could apply for the Prospective Martial Disciple exam at the martial arts center. After confirming that there was no problem with one's identity, the martial arts center would impart the Force cultivation technique.
In this way, one would become a Martial Disciple under the martial arts center. It was equivalent to being tied to the martial arts center.
Or one could become a vassal of some family and gain their trust. There was also the possibility of being imparted the Force cultivation technique. However, it was equivalent to signing a contract to sell one's body.
The martial arts exam would have to wait until after the college entrance exam. Moreover, he would have to enter a university to study. It would take too long, so he would not consider it for the time being.
Apply for the Prospective Martial Disciple exam at the martial arts center?
No, no!
Wang Teng knew his own situation. He had only started practicing martial arts for a short period of time, and he was about to become a Martial Disciple! If he was targeted by people with bad intentions, he would be in endless trouble.
Then … become a vassal of a Martial Disciple family?
Forget it. He was a rich second generation after all. It would be degrading to be a bootlicker.
Boom!
Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden explosion in front of him.
Thick smoke billowed up.
For some reason, the intersection in front of him was blocked. The car in front of Wang Teng suddenly stopped. It seemed that it had rear-ended another car.
Wang Teng reacted quickly and immediately stepped on the brakes.
However, the car was too close. The inertia of the car caused it to rush forward. With a bang, it hit the rear of the car in front of him.
Beep beep beep!
Beep beep beep!
In an instant, the sound of car horns and sirens filled the air.
The scene was chaotic.
This section of the road was completely paralyzed.
Wang Teng frowned. He had no choice but to get out of the car to see what was going on.
He still had to go home for dinner.
"What's going on?"
"F * ck your mother. What's going on? The car is damaged!"
The drivers poked their heads out of their cars and cursed incessantly.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A few sounds were heard. The scene suddenly became silent.
"Gunshots!"
Wang Teng was shocked. "I definitely didn't hear wrongly. This is definitely gunshots!"
Robbery on the street?
Riot?
Or kidnapping?
All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind. Suddenly, he saw a few people rushing in front of him.
"With this speed, they are martial disciples!"
Wang Teng made a judgment in his heart. Then, he quickly dodged to the side. He had no idea what was going on. It was better not to meddle in other people's business.
Unfortunately, just because he didn't want to meddle in other people's business didn't mean that things wouldn't find him.
Those people were about to pass by him when a man with a scar on his face suddenly shouted.
"Wait!"
"What's wrong?" His companion asked.
"The police are coming. It's too passive to run like this. Kidnap a hostage and negotiate with them."
The scar-faced man grabbed Wang Teng as he spoke.
Wang Teng wanted to retaliate, but the scar-faced man raised his gun and pointed it at his head. "Be obedient. If not, I'll shoot you!"
He felt like there was a knife on his back!
The strong sense of death made Wang Teng's scalp tingle. The blood in his body flowed faster. His heart slightly paused and then started to beat wildly.
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