C7 – Junior Martial Apprentice
“It should be.”
Yun Ling nodded.
“Young man, don’t worry. Although your Cultivation Talent may not be high, and your combat strength will also increase slowly, you have to believe in the saying that a man with ambition will succeed.”
The old man patted Yun Ling’s shoulder.
Yun Ling looked at the Combat Strength Detector in front of him and raised his fist. After taking a deep breath, he punched out.
Bang!
459!
A terrifying number appeared on the Combat Strength Detector.
“4… 4… 59?!”
The old man’s pupils contracted rapidly, as if he had seen a number that he would never be able to see again.
After swallowing his saliva, the old man looked at Yun Ling.
Is he a super genius?
Yun Ling thought that it was still okay.
It wouldn’t be long before he could advance to the Martial Apprentice level.
1000 combat strength was the basic combat strength of Junior Martial Apprentice.
A martial artist was not simply strong in strength!
There were also cultivation techniques for the Celestial Skill.
There were also Celestial Skills, which could be used to injure people with pure Qi.
However, Junior Martial Apprentice could only cultivate so of the simplest cultivation thods, Celestial Skills, and external Qi.
When he returned ho.
Yun Wei looked at him coldly, “Do you really treat this place like a market every day?”
“Xiao Feng, you haven’t eaten yet, right? I’ll leave so food for you.”
Huo Qin took out the food as she spoke.
Yun Ling had not eaten for a day, and he was actually gobbling down the food.
“You’re just like a hungry ghost.”
Yun Wei looked at Yun Ling’s eating manner mockingly.
Yun Ling did not answer.
After all, because of his appearance, Yun Wei could only sleep with Yun Chu. He didn’t care about this at all.
After lying down on the bed, Yun Ling fell into a deep sleep.
Early in the morning.
Yun Ling continued to head to the South Mountain. His body was absorbing Yuan Qi crazily.
Ti flew by quickly.
Another seven or eight days passed.
Yun Ling arrived at the location of the Combat Strength Detector.
He punched the Combat Strength Detector.
Bang!
998.
Looking at the number, Yun Ling was very satisfied.
He continuously punched the Combat Strength Detector.
996…
997…
998…
995…
His combat strength did not break through 1000.
Yun Ling did not continue.
He was only a few points away from reaching 1000. At that ti, he would be able to beco a Junior Martial Apprentice.
Moreover, he could perform the second signing tomorrow. Although it was only an Interdiate Sign, he was still looking forward to it.
Early in the morning, Yun Ling impatiently opened the Sign Form in his mind.
“Ding! Interdiate Sign has been successfully signed. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the signing reward. Thunderbolt Fist: Junior Celestial Skill, Threefold Strength Amplification.”
Thunderbolt Fist?
Threefold Strength Amplification?
Yun Ling was overjoyed.
He did not expect that the Interdiate Sign would also obtain such a good thing.
Then, what about the Interdiate Sign that would be held half a month later…
Yun Ling’s anticipation was overflowing.
In half a month, he should have already gone to the Annan Academy.
Only Junior Martial Apprentices could cultivate Celestial Skills. Furthermore, it was extrely difficult for Junior Martial Apprentices to cultivate a Junior Martial Apprentice’s Celestial Skill.
Yun Ling did not have anything to worry about. He had the Ultimate Cultivation Talent. Not only could the Ultimate Cultivation Talent allow him to absorb elental energy a hundred tis faster, but the speed of the cultivation of the Celestial Skill was also a hundred tis faster.
“Elental energy
5.”
“Elental energy
9.”
“Elental energy
11.”
The data of the increase in elental energy appeared in Yun Ling’s retina.
He thought that the elental energy in the small district was too low.
However, he should already have 1000 combat strength.
After washing up, he went to the Combat Strength Detector in the small district.
As long as he had 1000 combat strength, he could cultivate the Rushing Thunder Fist.
Bang!
He punched the Combat Strength Detector fiercely.
A number appeared on the Combat Strength Detector.
1,050!
The number displayed on the Combat Strength Detector made Yun Ling very satisfied.
Next, it was the Rushing Thunder Fist.
An indescribable smile appeared on his face.
He had to beco stronger as soon as possible.
Only then could he take revenge!
He looked at the Rushing Thunder Fist in his mind and crazily absorbed the words in the Rushing Thunder Fist.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Yun Ling began to fiercely hit the Combat Strength Detector.
1,050…
1040…
1030…
1032…
It was not enough, it was not enough at all.
The Rushing Thunder Fist was a three tis increase in strength.
In other words, one had to increase the strength by three tis before they could be considered to have successfully cultivated it.
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