Without disturbing his father, Qin Ming walked out of the house and came to the martial arts hall.

Martial arts halls all over the world are closed twenty-four hours a day, but at this time, except for the staff on duty, there is basically no one in the martial arts hall.

Coming to the measuring device, he stepped forward, his spine was twisted like a dragon, the power was transmitted, and it was poured into his arm, and Qin Ming punched.

Bang......!

Immediately a line appears on the display of the measuring device: 850 kg!

"How much has you improved?"

Qin Ming was pleasantly surprised.

Bang bang bang!

Three more punches in succession, respectively 846kg, 860kg, 857kg.

These three values made him very satisfied.

I tested the speed again, and the results were good, reaching a maximum of 24.5 meters per second.

"It's not far from the would-be martial artist!"

Qin Ming walked towards the area where the advanced students exercised!

The community martial arts hall, in addition to the hall, is also divided into three areas due to the different levels of students, but because this is a martial arts hall in the community, the number of people is not large, and it is not completely separated.

Qin Ming began to adapt to the surging power.

Half an hour later, when someone had already arrived, he stopped.

When he got home, his mother had already cooked and when she saw him come back and asked, "Gone to exercise?"

"Well, it's improved a lot!" Qin Ming was in high spirits, "Mom, I'm going to eat more today!"

"I'm not afraid that you will eat more, but I am afraid that you will eat less!" Luo Xia said, "Wash it quickly, it's good to eat!"

"Okay!"

After Qin Ming ate, he left in a hurry, ready to go to school, he didn't take the subway, but trotted all the way. As for going to school?

While trotting, he naturally used the arrows. This is the footwork of another world, with the spine as the root, the foot explodes, the instant away, the landing is silent, and the distance is not the slightest difference.

When the power explodes, it is difficult to grasp, but it also requires that the landing is silent and the distance is just right, which requires the power to be controlled to the extreme.

Syllable......!

As soon as Qin Ming stepped out, a footprint appeared on the hardened ground, and he also rushed out, leaving a deeper footprint a few meters away.

Obviously, after the power skyrocketed, it was not mastered at all.

He walks on remote and uninhabited paths, practicing his footwork while also controlling a skyrocketing strength. This step, in another world, he had already cultivated to the point of being wonderful.

In the Jiang family, because of his physique, Jiang Fan focused on the cultivation of 'skills'.

Along the way, the footprints left behind became shallower and shallower, and finally disappeared, and even one step was more than ten meters away.

After Qin Ming came to the school, he felt refreshed.

At this time, just after the end of the first class, he walked into the classroom through the back door.

"You're late again!" Wei Wen punched him, "It's about to take the college entrance examination, and you're still missing classes all day, don't you want to go to college?"

"I just don't want to go up!" Qin Ming said with a smile, "I came here today to prepare to quit school, and at the same time to say goodbye to you!"

"You're not going to come, are you?" Wei Wen exclaimed, "If you want to say that Luo Feng dropped out, I still believe a few points, after all, he is already a senior student, and it is not difficult to reach a quasi-martial artist in the future, or even become a full-fledged martial artist." But what about you? You've just stepped into the intermediate cadet, what can you do if you don't take the university exam? You kid won't lose his mind and go crazy, right?"

"University is the way out!" Luo Feng next to him said, "I'm going to apply for the military academy!"

"Come on, try it!" Qin Ming stretched out his palm with a smile and gestured to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng in front of him, wearing ordinary blue sportswear, is about 1.75 meters tall, and looks relatively lean, but his eyes are bright and bright.

An ordinary family, who can reach a senior cadet at the age of eighteen, is definitely a genius among geniuses, and what is even more terrifying is the spiritual power that has not yet awakened.

Once awakened, it will soar to the sky and become the savior of the earth in the future.

But now, he is still a young boy.

"Isn't there a great improvement?" Wei Wendao, "Ah Feng, teach him a lesson!"

"I'll try!" Luo Feng became interested.

The two of them clasped their hands together and exerted force at the same time.

Immediately after, Luo Feng's face changed.

"How is it?" Qin Ming let go of his hand.

"It's stronger than me!" Luo Feng said in surprise, "I didn't expect you to hide it deeply, and you are about to be a martial artist, right?"

"Would-be martial artist, can't it!" Wei Wen was taken aback.

Qin Ming shook his head: "It's still a little worse! Remember, if there is anything in the future, just call me, don't be polite." ”

He waved his hand, greeted a few more people, and left the classroom.

"That kid already has an extraordinary family background, and now he is about to be a martial artist, this must soar to the sky!" Wei Wen sighed, "Compared with you, I feel that I have failed too much!"

"Every man has his own way, so why envy others?"

"I want to have your strength, and I don't envy it!"

After some twists and turns, Qin Ming went through the withdrawal procedures.

He really wasn't interested!

For him, there is no use other than wasting time, it is better to use it for cultivation.

In the next few days, Qin Ming kept cultivating at home, in the park, and in a remote corner, and he didn't stop.

He is convinced that hard work can make up for his shortcomings!

If you are a genius, you will be even more demonic.

Three days later, the cultivation of the sixth map of the Xuan Dao was completed, and Qin Ming tested it, and the strength reached 930kg, and the speed was 25.4 meters per second.

April 20, around nine o'clock!

Community martial arts hall, force measurement room!

"Old Qin, does your child really meet the standard of a quasi-martial artist?" Zhou Jing, the hall master, obviously didn't believe it, "I remember, Xiao Ming is only an intermediate student, right?"

"Just try it!" Qin Yicheng was full of excitement.

"That's right, just try it!" Zhou Jing said, "Xiao Ming, if you reach the level of a quasi-martial artist, you will fight for the face of our community." Let's get started!"

"Good!"

Qin Ming responded, and punched three times in succession.

Bang bang bang!

"950kg, 955kg, 952kg!" Seeing these three numbers, Qin Yicheng was overjoyed, "The fist power of the quasi-martial artist is nine hundred, which is obviously reached! Old Zhou, this time it's time to believe it!"

"I'm not blind again!" Zhou Jing was also full of joy, "Xiao Ming, go, follow me to test the speed!"

The speed test is very simple, it is to take the average speed of a 60-meter runway.

After a while, the results came out, and the speed was 25.6 meters per second!

As for the third neurological response, the speed of the response is more troublesome.

There was a tester in the room, and there were more than ten machine gun muzzles in it, and a circle with a diameter of three meters and six was drawn directly opposite, and Qin Ming was standing in it.

Zhou Jing pressed the button, and a red light shrouded him, and at the same time said: "Xiao Ming, remember, if you leave the circle, you will be judged to fail, and you will be deducted points if you touch the red light around you!"

"Uncle Zhou, I remember!"

"Are you ready?"

"Ready!"

"Okay, let's get started!"

The machine began to spin, firing red rubber bullets from the muzzle of the gun, very fast, and with no pattern to follow, relying only on its own reactions.

Qin Ming's eyes narrowed, and his spirit was highly concentrated.

Looking at the bullets fired one after another, he stepped on an inch, dodging left and right, shuttling in the torrent of bullets like a fish!

A minute later, Zhou Jing pressed the button, and the rotating machine stopped immediately.

The bullet disappears, and the red light converges.

"In 60 seconds, I was hit 23 times without touching the red light. Excellent!" Zhou Jing's face was full of joy, "In our martial arts hall, a genius has finally appeared. ”

"Don't you see whose son it is?"

Qin Yicheng straightened his chest proudly.