Chapter 6: Inch Fist

Tian Xiangdong's 7 points of strength made Zhou Wen slightly surprised.

The value of the strength tester is a little different from the strength value in the mobile game, but it is not too much different, and it can basically be treated as the same unit.

Before Zhou Wen himself got the mysterious mobile phone, he only had seven points of power.

"It's your turn. Tian Xiangdong stepped aside, looked at Zhou Wen and said.

Zhou Wen walked to the strength tester, and Tian Xiangdong's eyes fell on him, and they all wanted to know how much hard power this former talent from Guide High School still had.

Yu Qiubai in the Yuan Qi cabin also wanted to know how much strength Zhou Wen could have left after more than a month of decadence.

Although strength does not degrade too quickly like the ability to react in real combat, it is one thing to have strength, and it is another thing to exert power.

It takes a long time to practice the power technique to be able to burst out of your own strength perfectly, and after a long time, the skills are unfamiliar, even if the strength of the body is still there, it is difficult to fully burst out.

Zhou Wen stood in front of the pressure plate and put on a posture of inch fist, which is not a vitality technique, but an ordinary fighting skill, which is one of the regular teaching contents of the school.

However, the inch fist is easy to learn and difficult to master, and the maximum strength bursts out in the shortest distance, and it takes a lot of hard practice to be able to achieve, and the inch fist force distance is short, and it does not look like a beautiful and cool posture, and the average student is more willing to practice those boxing skills that are quick to work and look domineering.

Of course, more students will choose to practice blade skills, after all, in actual combat, the lethality of blades is far higher than that of fists and feet.

Seeing that Zhou Wen's fist was almost attached to the pressure plate, Fang Ruoxi and the three of them realized that Zhou Wen was going to use an inch fist.

Tian Xiangdong pursed his lips and said: "The explosiveness of the inch fist is indeed very strong, but the power skills of the inch fist are not easy to practice, and it is difficult to master it without a few years of hard practice, I hope Zhou Wen will not be self-defeating." ”

Although Tian Xiangdong's words are not good, Yu Qiubai somewhat agrees with Tian Xiangdong's statement, inch boxing is not easy to practice, Zhou Wen seems to have not practiced much before, and he has been decadently addicted to the game for more than a month.

While!

When the four of them were thinking, they saw Zhou Wen's fist tremble extremely quickly, the speed of the punch was too fast, if it weren't for the critical sound from the pressure plate, they thought they were dazzled, it seemed that Zhou Wen's fist had not moved at all.

The eight eyes of the four people all looked at the screen quickly, and they wanted to know how much power Zhou Wen's punch could hit.

"The distance is too short!" Tian Xiangdong, Fang Ruoxi, and Li Zhi came up with such a thought at the same time.

"The distance he swung just now is too short, although it is said that the strength of the inch is to burst the strongest force at the shortest distance, but if the distance is too short, it is difficult to exert force, just like ordinary people have to squat down to be able to jump higher, and the arm must be withdrawn to be able to hit out more powerfully, the inch fist goes the opposite way, only the real inch fist master, it is possible to burst out with all his strength at such a short distance......" Yu Qiubai thought more.

But when they saw the numbers on the screen, their eyes widened.

I saw that the numbers lit up one after another, and in a blink of an eye, they lit up to 10, and Zhou Wen's inch punch actually hit a strength value of 10 points.

"10! It's 10! How is this possible?" Yu Qiubai was surprised and delighted.

Yu Qiubai has been teaching for many years, and he knows very well how terrifying it is for a high school student to be able to hit 10 strength points without using the Yuan Qi technique.

Even if the average student has a power crystal to use, it is difficult for the strength to reach such a height in high school, because the general power crystallization has limited blessings for strength, and after the strength exceeds seven, it is almost useless to use the general power crystal.

Unless there is a very high-quality power crystallization that can make the strength go further, you can only practice the Yuan Qi Technique to continuously boil the body and slowly let the strength grow.

But that's too difficult, it's difficult for ordinary humans to reach 10 points of strength before they evolve to the legendary level, and before most humans are promoted to the legendary level, it is only seven or eight points of strength.

Zhou Wen is obviously only at the mortal level, but he can use his body purely to hit 10 points of strength, which is rare in the entire alliance, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is one in a million.

"Could it be that Zhou Wen didn't give up on himself? The reason why he slept all the time in class was because he practiced too hard?" The more Yu Qiubai thought about it, the more he felt that it was right, and his eyes when he looked at Zhou Wen were mixed with praise and love, and there was more relief: "It must be so, yes, or the old principal has vision, so I misunderstood him." The 10 points of power at the mortal fetal level, I am afraid that no one can match it in the Guide Mansion, and it is also first-class among the high school students of the entire Earth Federation...... What a good boy...... It's really hard for him......"

The more Yu Qiubai thought about it, the more pleasing he looked at Zhou Wen, and felt that Zhou Wen not only had good talent, but also had an excellent personality. Since he lost to Quiet, he has been pointed at by many people, Zhou Wen is under so much pressure, and he does not defend himself, he has cultivated to such a point in such a short period of time, such a heart and talent are really rare among high school students.

"Fake, right? Don't use the Yuan Qi technique to hit 10 points of strength? This guy won't hide at home every day and frantically boil up his strength, right?" Tian Xiangdong couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of spit, and hit 10 points of strength at the tire level, this is really a little too scary, such a character, there are not many small cities like Guide Mansion.

Li Zhi and Fang Ruoxi also looked at Zhou Wen with a little strange eyes, although Fang Ruoxi always thought that Zhou Wen was not a self-willed and degenerate person, and he must have practiced hard in private, but he never imagined that Zhou Wen would be able to train his strength to such a point.

"It seems that there are still some discrepancies between the data of the strength tester and the game, my upper limit of strength in the game is 9, but the test in reality is 10. Zhou Wen thought to himself.

"Being able to hit 10 is worthy of being a man who is known as the first day of Guide High School, but if you think you can beat me in this way, you're wrong. Tian Xiangdong looked at Zhou Wen and said.

Seeing Zhou Wen's test results, Tian Xiangdong was already willing to let Zhou Wen join their team.

Although Tian Xiangdong uses the Thunder Fist, he can hit more than 10 strength, but it needs to consume vitality, with his current level of vitality, he can only punch in a short time, and he can't fight for a long time.

However, Zhou Wen has a real strength of 10 points, and he can fight for a long time, which is of great help to the team, even more effective than his Thunder Fist.

There is also Zhou Wen's inch fist, being able to use such an inch fist, Zhou Wen is obviously not really degenerate, he must have been secretly cultivating, and there is no problem of being unfamiliar.

However, Tian Xiangdong was unwilling to admit defeat, and still planned to win Zhou Wen first, and then said that he could accept him into the team.