Battle effectiveness! This is not something to be said casually. If I want to fight next, I think my combat power must be very practical!

-One-

The bamboo leaves are green, and the silence of the valley is reflected under the verdant green.

A neat courtyard was piled up with all kinds of knives, guns, weapons, and a lot of equipment for the "masters" to practice.

Cui Tiequan [Combat Effectiveness] After school, someone always came to pick him up and came to this bamboo forest. Few people know that there is a natural bamboo forest in the mountains next to the city.

Taking off his coat, Cui Tiequan only wore a thin tights, highlighting the steel-like blood vessels and iron-like muscles all over his body. His whole person is like a small mountain, and his inverted triangle figure of 1.9 meters is matched with a face of perseverance and strength, giving him an inexplicable majesty.

Outside the courtyard, he came to a flat field next to a tall and thick bamboo. He pointed at the bamboo, and chiseled down a hundred and ten punches. After that, he got on his stomach and started doing push-ups.

As he was doing, the door of the courtyard quietly opened, and a head poked out of the door, Cui Tiequan immediately bounced up from the ground and looked at the head at the gate of the courtyard.

-Two-

"Brother, Dad will let you in." It's a little sister, she is only ten years old this year, wearing light clothes that are pink and yellow, and the winter makes her shiver with cold.

"Oh, okay. Go back to the house, it's cold outside. Cui Tiequan picked up the coat on the ground, put it on his body, and walked calmly into the yard. Their family is a martial arts family, Cui Tiequan has been practicing with his father since he was a child, and it has been fifteen years now.

The little sister followed Cui Tie all over the body and followed him to her father's door - in this courtyard, everyone's place is separated, like the courtyard of the capital. Cui Tiequan knocked on his father's knocker and said loudly: "Dad! Call me something. ”

"Come in yourself."

Inside the room, my father's deep and loud voice sounded.

Come in on your own? There is a lock on this door that holds the door tightly.

Cui Tiequan glanced at the little sister, and the little sister looked back with a smile and said: Let's figure it out by yourself.

"It's just a quiz." Cui Tiequan held the door lock with his left hand, "Then I'll break the door and enter!" As soon as he finished saying six words, his right hand slashed horizontally on the door lock, and the metal door lock instantly split into two halves! Cui Tiequan easily removed the door lock, opened the door and entered his father's warm living room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, an iron basin flew up to him and flew directly to Cui Tiequan's head!

-Three-

The little sister seems to have known all this for a long time, and she has long since disappeared without a trace. Cui Tiequan flew up and aimed at the iron basin, and with a bang, the iron basin was kicked out and deformed.

"Dad, I'm here." The curtains were closed in my father's room, and it was dark. "Where are you?"

With the kick just now, it was obvious that Cui Tiequan sensed the flying iron basin. If you were an ordinary person, you would have been almost disfigured just now.

"I'm in the back room, go out first and get a cyan knife, and bring it to me on the weapon rack outside." My father's voice was still so unstoppable.

Cui Tiequan responded, turned around and left the room, and came to the weapon rack in the corner of the courtyard. The little sister stood quietly in place, looking sideways at Cui Tiequan's movements.

"Cui Yiling [non-challenger], come in and bring a cup of tea."

"Oh!" Hearing her father call herself, the little sister immediately walked into the house, and did not forget to look at the eldest brother when she left. Cui Tiequan found the cyan broadsword and tried to remove it from the weapon rack.

Tsk, heavy enough! Cui Tiequan held the blade of the knife with both hands and tried to lift the knife up. This knife seems to be deeply inserted into the ground, no matter how hard Cui Tiequan tries, this knife does not give him any face, and is nailed to the weapon rack without moving.

"Definitely a heavy weapon! And the density of the material ...... "Cui Tie was full of sweat on his head, threw away his obstructive coat, and did a few standard push-ups on the ground to warm up.

-Four-

"It will be done!" Cui Tiequan clapped his hands, clenched the blade with both hands, stepped on the weapon rack and pulled it outward. The weapon rack squeaked and screamed because of his kick, but the damn green knife still didn't move!

How could it be......

"Something must be wrong!" Even though it was winter, Cui Tiequan still wiped a bead of sweat and thought about how to pull out the knife. The power that he released with all his strength just now would shake even a tree. How could this bamboo-colored knife be so heavy!

In the dark house, the little sister leaned next to her father and asked her father softly, "Dad, is he really okay?" It's too ...... to use this knife" "If he wants to learn the essence passed down from my Cui family, his strength must be passed, otherwise, it will cause great damage to his body." ”

The father sat calmly on the wooden chair, listening to the movement outside. Cui Tiequan's strength, he probably knows it.

"If he doesn't come in for three minutes, he'll have to be observed for another year." Father sighed, thinking that back then, his father had also tested himself like this.

The martial arts of his own family can only be passed on to his own family members in the first place. He only has one son, Cui Tiequan. And back then, he was also the only boy in the family.

-Five-

Second, it is the nature of this martial arts. When the strength reaches a certain level, after a month of training, you can break through to the profundity of martial arts, and begin to absorb the spirit of the body, and all the attributes of the body will accelerate the growth. However, a certain level of strength must be reached in order to survive a month's training. Otherwise - everything is zero.

Therefore, the sooner this bottleneck of power is broken, the better, and he himself did not break through this bottleneck until he was twenty-one years old. Although it was early in their family history, he still hoped that his son would break through a few years before him. This is the so-called Jackie Chan.

It's just that the test results this time don't seem to be optimistic. Cui Tiequan is nineteen this year, even if he is almost the strongest person in their class, he still can't shake this green knife, and in another year, basically nothing will change. Two more years? That's the same level as himself, he's a competitive father, and he won't allow that to happen no matter what.

Another minute passed, and Cui Tiequan's voice turned into a sigh.

-Six-

"Hey, old Cui!"

At this moment, another boy's cry sounded outside the courtyard.

"Pan Yiyou [Insight]? Is that you? Cui Tiequan thought he had misheard, "How did you come with me?" ”

"Damn, you kid, don't you even take your schoolbag? I've chased you all the way! "Pan Yiyou was carrying his schoolbag and Cui Tiequan's in his hand." Hurry up and get it. ”

Cui Tiequan took one step at a time, and was so tired that he was out of breath and walked out. He saw that Pan Yiyou was still carrying his bag, and he probably didn't go home at all, just to deliver something to himself. Cui Tiequan took the bag gratefully, Pan Yiyou looked up at Cui Tiequan curiously, his height of 1.7 meters was compared with Cui Tiequan, and he instantly looked very cute.

"Old Cui, what are you doing, you're so tired and panting."

"Ah, it's nothing, it's just ......" Cui Tiequan didn't know how to say it, he was also good-looking, as a guy with developed limbs in the hearts of his classmates, if he couldn't hold a knife, it would be too embarrassing.

"It's okay, let's talk to whom." Pan Yiyou wanted to know what was going on.

"Okay......" Cui Tiequan is a very simple guy, and his honest and responsible personality also makes him not refuse other people's requests. Probably briefly talked about the matter, of course, he brought about the martial arts in one stroke, and his own martial arts cannot be passed on according to the rules.

-Seven-

"Oh, okay, then I won't bother you, go to the haunted house together on the weekend, remember." Pan Yiyou laughed at him, his mouth reached Cui Tiequan's left arm, and he bit down hard, oozing a lot of blood.

"Ah, what are you doing?" Cui Tiequan cried out in pain, but his arm didn't dare to move, he didn't want to accidentally hurt him because of his body's movements.

Pan Yiyou smiled, didn't say anything, and left alone.

And the father's time limit is only thirty seconds left.

"Alas! Try it one last time, if it doesn't work......" Cui Tiequan didn't know how to face his father.

He came to the weapon rack that made him a little desperate, his hands clenched on the shafts, and the muscles of his arms bulged. His arms were covered with veins, and his expression was fierce at the moment when he exerted his strength.

Harder, harder!

He felt the volcano in his body erupt at that moment, and the green knife in his hand was lifted by his hands. While the joy welled up, he felt strange that the weight of this green knife was not as good as before.

-Eight-

He couldn't figure out what was going on until he remembered his father. He simply stopped thinking about it, took the knife, and entered the dark room a little inconveniently.

"Dad."

Cui Tiequan shouted: "I'm done." In fact, he himself was not confident that it would be done at the last minute.

"Very good, very good." Father tried his best to restrain his excitement, and when Cui Tiequan tried it for the last time just now, he didn't even have hope. Unexpectedly, his son exploded his potential at the last moment - he thought it was an explosion of potential, and he actually lifted the green knife weighing 800 pounds!

It was at this time that Cui Tiequan remembered the blood marks on his arm. I was bitten hard by Pan Yiyou just now, and my arm is still numb.

"It is worthy of being my Cui Tiening's son! Sure enough, it broke the age record! Nineteen years old! Nineteen years old can ...... Brat. Cui Tiening realized that he had lost his temper, carved twice, and asked the little sister to turn on the light. When you made this bet with me last month that you were going to pass the strength test, I actually believed you. This time, you really didn't disappoint me. From the first of the next month to the next month, you are not allowed to go anywhere, and the next month will change your life. ”

"Huh? But Dad, he still has to go to school. Cui Yiling wondered.

"Go to school, is there a true inheritance of our Cui family's martial arts in the school?"

Father didn't say a word, just ordered Cui Tiequan to return the knife to its original position.

-Nine-

It's true?

Successfully passed the quiz? Is this the quiz?!

Cui Tiequan never thought that he would really pass, and - at the age of nineteen, the best age in the whole family! His face was filled with joy, and without waiting for his father's urging, he immediately raised his knife again in a hurry, ready to put it back into the distance.

As he walked over to the armory rack and was about to insert the knife back, he was surprised to find himself feeling a sense of weakness, and the knife suddenly became infinitely heavy, falling to the ground and sparkling.

"How...... What's going on? ”

Cui Tiequan couldn't imagine why this was happening. He stood in the courtyard awkwardly, at a loss. Fortunately, he was able to remove the weapons from the weapon rack first, then put the weapon rack on this knife, return to its original place, and finally insert the other weapons into it easily.

Today's incident made Cui Tiequan wonder, of course, it was his own strength.

It's not for Pan Yiyou......