Ishikawa was a little stunned by the series of "fist destruction value +1" and stopped his fist.

The bald man didn't wait for me, and disappeared around the corner at a trot.

Li Yi had already dropped his jaw by Ishikawa's bizarre operation, in his opinion, it was impossible for a fifteen-year-old boy to complete the counter-killing with such calm and composure in any case.

Ishikawa asked with a confused expression, "Did you hear that?"

Li Yi: "Do you hear anything, do you hear the crackling of your fist?"

"No, it's +1 Punch Damage. ”

"What's +1+2, your brain is watt, you know you've won, don't be sassy. Li Yi said disdainfully, while reaching out to support Ishikawa, "Cao, next time you pretend to be able to stay away from me, don't hurt the innocent." That's a martial artist, and he really did it, but if he didn't, he didn't have it. ”

"Hmm, what's wrong with your eyes, they're so dark, are you going to cry?" Li Yi wondered.

Ishikawa clutched his neck, and his eyes were black at this time, as if he was hiding a fierce lion, fierce and terrifying.

"Only I can hear it?" Ishikawa didn't hear Li Yi's words, and he was suspicious in his heart.

He clenched his fist, and the green tendons on it bulged, and he felt more powerful than before.

Could it be that the system was obtained?

"Ding!"

Ishikawa's mind moved, and a pleasant voice came to his mind.

"Fist Breaker System 1.0 has been launched,

HOST: ISHIKAWA, HEIGHT 185CM, WEIGHT 80KG.

Cultivation Realm: Three-Rank Martial Disciple,

Fist Level: Black Iron Level 2.

Hidden Attributes: Gifted,

Punch Talent +150 kg. ”

A continuous voice sounded in his head.

It is said that the traverser has its own aura, and it is my turn? Ishikawa was excited.

He understands the cultivation realm, but he has never heard of this fist level, which should be the unique benefit brought to him by the system.

A cultivator's fist power value consists of two parts, namely fixed growth + talent growth.

Fixed growth, that is, for each product raised, the fist strength value increases by 100 kg. This is the same for every cultivator.

And talent growth is that every time a cultivator in the martial apprentice realm improves a grade, he will increase an unfixed amount of fist power talent value.

The so-called genius is that the increase in boxing talent value is different from ordinary people.

In the entire martial arts realm career, the sum of the growth of boxing talent is the foundation of talent, and when you reach the martial arts realm, every time you improve a product, you will grow according to the foundation of talent.

The foundation of one yuan is the basis of the worst talent, and the sum of the boxing talent value of the entire martial arts career is between 100 kg and 200 kg.

Like Ishikawa, a 3-rank martial artist, the previous talent growth only adds up to 50 kg, and the previous fixed value of punch power + talent value is only 350KG.

This grade ranked first in the class.

Now that the system has added 150 kilograms of talent to him at once, then his talent value is 200 kilograms, and he has reached the foundation of Shuangyi.

Coupled with the fixed value of 300 kilograms, the overall punch value directly rises to 500 kilograms.

It's definitely not the last in the class.

Ishikawa couldn't help but feel a dark feeling in his heart, he could upgrade by smashing things!

No, no, you have to be steady, steady, you can't let people know, I'm still a scumbag who is about to be eliminated from the last place, in case they know about the system, it will be troublesome to be caught doing human research.

Li Yi is helping Ishikawa treat his wounds, while Ishikawa is making up his mysterious system in his head.

After treating the wound, Li Yi looked at the trash can, which was empty.

"What about people?" Li Yi asked.

"Ran. Cover your face. ”

"You can run away when you're drunk? I don't even know who it is! ”

"I know who she is!"

"Who? Say it quickly!" Li Yi's gossip heart burned, "Two packs of spicy strips!"

"Three packs!"

"Good, good, three packs, three packs. ”

"There's a butterfly on my ankle. ”

"it, won't you, the No. 1 beauty of Nanjiang University, Lin Yuqing?"

......

Nanjiang No. 1 Middle School, boys' apartment.

In the dormitory, Ishikawa has three packets of spicy strips at the head of his bed.

And he, leaning on the balcony, looked at the neon world shrouded in smoke.

There are only two things in this world that make him feel relatable, spicy strips and smoke.

Ishikawa spat out a smoke ring, feeling much warmer.

Just now in the narrow alley, after his neck was punctured, his eyes glowed black, and there was a violent force in his body that was uncontrollable, and then he activated the system.

Now he has figured out what the problem is.

It may be because of the blood that activated the Fist Breaker system!

Ever since he crossed over, Ishikawa has always wanted to return to his original world, and he has refused all violent acts such as actual combat drills at school, and has spent all his time flipping through books, so this semester, he has not been injured or bled any blood.

Outside the safe zone of the city, there are demon hunting battlefields everywhere, purgatory where people and demons dance wildly, and schools are life-and-death arenas, where classmates kill each other in order to improve their ranks!

In his previous life, he was a special soldier, killing, and he was tired of it.

But even if he doesn't participate in the actual combat drill, because of the existence of the school's last elimination system, he will be eliminated to the third-level academy, the legendary cannon fodder academy, and the scum concentration camp because of the penultimate score in the year-end strength assessment!

After graduating, students there are forced to go to the Demon Hunting Battlefield to undergo the most brutal training and die a hundred lives, while the geniuses of the High Academy will continue to enter the university and receive more "human" training.

After all, he can't get rid of the fate of killing, and the killing in this world will only be more cruel.

Ishikawa clenched his fists and smashed it on the platform.

There was a muffled "bang".

"Fist Damage +1"

Ishikawa smashed the concrete of the balcony again.

"Fist Damage +2"

Then he stood in front of the training punching bag.

"Bang-bang-bang-"

Room 1002 was filled with the sound of sledgehammers.

"Fist Damage +2"

"Fist Damage +3"

...... Ishikawa felt a steady stream of power rush into his fists.

When the sky was about to dawn, Ishikawa threw a heavy punch with a "boom".

The sandbag was smashed by the punch, and the sand flowed all over the ground.

A clinking sound sounded in Ishikawa's mind.

"Upgrade!

Cultivation realm: 3 rank martial apprentices;

Fist Grade: Black Iron Level 3;

Fist Talent +150 kg!

The current boxing talent value is 350 kg,

The foundation of talent: the foundation of three talents.

A total of 650 kilograms!"

......

Early in the morning, Ishikawa was the first to come to the practice room, and now he needed to seize the last bit of time to break through.

There are 30 people in their class, except for him and Yang Kai, who are also third-grade martial artists, everyone else is above the fourth grade, and the top three strongest are already fifth-grade.

One after another, some students arrived at the practice room, and most of them chose to turn a blind eye to Ishikawa, a scumbag, but some still couldn't help laughing.

"Haha...... This waste knows that he's worked hard, so why did he go earlier? ”

"Hey, do you think he's scared of dying now, and he's about to be sent to the Scum Academy. ”

"Come and see, the number one coward in our class is practicing boxing. Hahahaha......"

These students who laughed at him enjoyed the happy time of the year-end assessment, because with this scumbag at the bottom, they would enter the next semester safely without worrying about the elimination at the end.

They didn't care what Ishikawa felt in his heart, in their eyes, Ishikawa was a humiliated waste who would turn into ashes on the battlefield in the near future.

When class was approaching, two people came in at the door, the boy who was the first to do it was wearing a white practice uniform, with handsome long hair and a gloomy face, named Hua Chen, the first in the class.

The other boy has purple hair, and the one who is flowing is Yang Kai, the only son of the chairman of the Yang Group.

As soon as he entered the door, Yang Kai covered his chest and said with a painful face:

"Hey, help me, help me, help me, no, I'm scared to death, there's garbage in the morning that wants to hurt me!"

"Look at whether that trash is trying to hit me. ”

"Did he have the illusion that he could beat me in the test? ”

"Hahaha......"

Yang Kai was amused by Ishikawa's hard work on sandbags, and the other classmates also laughed.

Only Li Yi stood next to Ishikawa and shook his head helplessly.

The reason why he was so close to Ishikawa was because half a year ago, Ishikawa risked his life to save him, and Ishikawa was seriously injured for him and almost died.

After Ishikawa woke up, he was like a different person, he didn't fight with the world, he didn't care about whether he was assessed or not, he didn't care if he was eliminated or not, and he buried himself in reading books all day long.

When I asked him, he said that knowledge is power.

But in this world, the law of the jungle eats the strong, cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, and reading a book will never make your fists more powerful.

Li Yi persuaded Ishikawa for a long time, but to no avail, he always looked at the world with a posture, but turned a blind eye to the difficult situation on his cultivation path.

Seeing that Ishikawa was about to withdraw from his life circle, Li Yi was also powerless.

"Silence!"

A loud voice rang out.

A thin man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, their homeroom teacher, Li Ming, walked in.

Li Ming glanced at the audience, and said with a majestic face: "I don't need to say more." Starting from Huachen, go up one by one to hit the force tester. The last student will be assigned to the third-level college in the next semester. ”

"Let's get started!"

Huachen still had a gloomy face, and walked to the front of the force tester with the admiring eyes of his classmates.

For him, this kind of test is meaningless, and he will break through to the sixth-rank martial artist this holiday and completely shake off the scum behind him.

At the beginning of the next semester, he will be among the top ten in the second-level college rankings, and he will also have a place in the ladder list of the entire Nanjiang No. 1 Middle School.

"Boom!" there was a loud bang, and the display turned blue.

750 kg, 500 kg fixed value + 250 kg talent value, talent is the basis of double instruments.

There was a sudden exclamation from the audience.

"It's too strong, the first place must still be him. ”

"250 kilograms of talent value, the foundation of Shuangyi, is too perverted. ”

"This punch can kill a cow!"

In this world, the fist power value is the first indicator of a cultivator's strength, and as the fist strength value of a cultivator increases, the strength of the entire body will increase synchronously to match his own attack ability.

With a strength of 750 kilograms, it shows that his physical strength and ability to resist blows have also reached this level.

The head teacher, Li Ming, pushed his glasses and nodded approvingly.

Huachen had no waves in his heart, got off the force test, and stood aside.

The second student stood up, "Bang!" With a heavy punch, the display turned green, 690 kilograms, the foundation of strength talent!

The second student who came up shook his head in annoyance, only 10 kilograms were missing, and he could enter the talent level of Shuangyi Zhiji, but unfortunately, it was a little bit worse every time.

Gong Xin is like a strong bear, and his cultivation speed closely follows Huachen, but his talent value is always pressed by Huachen.

"Well, yes, next. Li Ming said.