Chapter 13: Sun Lao's Shock
Sun Lao and Wild Sanlang on the sixth floor naturally also paid attention to this scene and smiled in unison.
"Looks like we've really found a treasure!"
"It's true that my speed of punching at this stage of his life is a cut short of his.
Crazy Sanlang nodded slightly, this Qin Ming is indeed a piece of high-grade jade, and if he polishes it well, he will definitely be a great general in the future.
"His basic fist power should only be six hundred, and it is estimated that he can hit nine hundred because of the secret technique of increasing strength, I think his power is a bit similar to the basic boxing method."
Even if it was a consummation-level basic boxing technique, his increase would not be so large.
He guessed that there should be other opportunities, which was normal, everyone in the martial arts hall had their own secrets, and they wouldn't bother to ask.
"This little guy is coming up, let's go and have a look." Sun Lao stepped forward, and the wild three waves also followed.
"Old Sun, mad instructor!"
Qin Ming saw the two of them and greeted them one by one.
"How is the Blood Burning Knife Technique?"
Crazy Sanlang looked at Qin Ming and asked casually.
"Small success!"
Qin Ming didn't say anything full, if he directly told them that he had stepped into the realm of consummation, he was afraid that their hearts would not be able to bear it.
"Then let's talk to each other!"
Crazy Sanlang is also interested, and he dares to say that he has achieved something after only one day of cultivation, and it seems that he has to sharpen his arrogance.
"Go to the drill room!"
Sun Lao looked at the two of them and smiled bitterly, both of them are arrogant people, it depends on which of you can be proud.
In the actual combat training room, Crazy Sanlang pierced a big-character horse, and said calmly to Qin Ming: "I will suppress my physical fitness to the apprentice level, and only use the blood-burning knife method to fight against you." ā
"You can go all out and use all means, not limited to the Blood-Burning Knife Technique."
"Don't worry about hurting me, you don't have the strength now!"
Qin Ming naturally wouldn't take it lightly.
As the gold medal instructor of the Star Pole Martial Arts Gym, Crazy Three Waves has survived from hundreds of alien beasts to the present, so he naturally has this confidence.
He also wanted to know how strong he was now, and the mad instructor in front of him was undoubtedly an excellent training target, and he could rest assured that he could go all out.
In order to let Crazy Sanlang and Qin Ming face off with peace of mind, Sun Lao chose to fight outside the actual combat training room, and the two of them were left in the entire venue.
The corners of Crazy Sanlang's mouth were slightly upturned, his body slammed into it, and suddenly burst out, the red war knife slashed through a white light, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Qin Ming's eyebrows.
Qin Ming took a left step back, and the cyan battle knife struck horizontally in an instant, and followed the blade, flattening the neck of the wild three waves.
Not only was he easily dodged by the wild three waves, but he gave Qin Ming a heavy knife with his backhand, which made Qin Ming's hands slightly numb, which showed the fierceness of his strength.
"Didn't you say that your blood-burning knife technique was a little successful, why don't you use it, don't use it again, I'm going to end the battle!"
Qin Ming's eyes flashed, and the speed of the cyan battle knife in his hand soared to the extreme, and thirteen blood-colored sword lights cut through the sky, blocking the entire area.
Fast!
Blazing fast!
With a bloodthirsty blade, it seems to be able to break everything.
After all, Crazy Three Waves is a high-level martial artist who has been fighting on the battlefield of alien beasts for many years, and his body reaction is also extremely fast, and it is also thirteen swords of blood-colored sword light, which is instantly emitted.
"Boom!"
There was a series of stabbing explosions from the drill room, and most of the sword lights were annihilated one by one in the collision with each other.
Due to the speed of the Burning Blood Knife, even if the Crazy Three Waves reacted immediately, two sword lights still hit him.
Of course, it didn't hurt him, just two white marks on his right arm.
Sun Lao stepped into the actual combat training room slowly, and the scene just now challenged the cognition accumulated for decades, and he has not yet eased up.
Crazy Three Waves, the gold medal instructor of the Star Pole Martial Arts Gym, an eighth-order martial artist, was left traces on his body by a high school student who was not even a first-order martial artist.
Crazy Sanlang was originally a battle maniac, and even the ninth-order beasts had died tragically under his sword.
Even if he suppressed his physical fitness to the apprentice level, it would not be like this.
What's even more terrifying is that with his powerful understanding, he has cultivated a low-grade sword technique to the consummation realm in just one day.
This can no longer be called a genius, this is called a demon.
"Mad instructor, admit it!"
Qin Ming hugged his fist at the crazy three waves, to this point, this is a real combat competition, not a life-and-death fight, and it is not enough to use limit-breaking techniques.
"You're good, I lost."
Crazy Sanlang threw the war knife in his hand, and in an elegant posture, it fell into the scabbard twenty meters away.
Except for a very small number of powerful quasi-martial artists, Qin Ming basically couldn't find an opponent in the apprenticeship stage.
"Qin Ming, it seems that our evaluation of you was still a bit low before, your progress is too fast, so fast that I am a little surprised." Sun Lao said.
"With your talent, it will soon attract the attention of the above, and I will also apply for the corresponding resources and benefits for you."
"The martial arts hall will vigorously cultivate talented students, and you are right to show it."
Qin Ming nodded and agreed with Sun Lao's words.
With the backer of the Star Pole Martial Arts Pavilion, he will also have a lot less trouble in his future actions.
"Do we have any equipment to test the strength of the fist at any time, it is best to carry it at any time."
Qin Ming came to the martial arts hall, in addition to testing his boxing strength, another purpose was this.
"The precise fist strength test must look at the large force measuring instrument. To take a rough look, I have a gadget here, which I used when I was young, and now I don't need it, so I'll give it to you. ā
Sun Lao didn't know where to take out a white ball, and his whole body was white and flawless.
"Grip ball, you still have this old antique in stock!"
Crazy Sanlang's eyes lit up, these are all old objects from the last century.
"Don't look at him small, he can withstand a grip of 3,000 kilograms." Sun Lao glanced at him, and then threw the ball to Qin Ming.
"Three thousand kilograms of grip?"
"The ratio of grip strength to fist strength is about 1:3, the error will not be too big, you can try it first!"
Qin Ming held the white ball and slowly exerted his strength.
After three seconds, an area of the white sphere changes color.
ā211kgļ¼ā
Qin Ming looked at the numbers displayed above, and the error was less than five kilograms, which was almost negligible.
Good stuff.
At any time, you can test your strength.
Now I owe Sun Lao a big favor, this thing is not cheap at first glance, otherwise why would most people run to the martial arts hall for strength tests.
"If Elder Sun needs my help in the future, just ask." Qin Ming smiled.
"Hehe, it's good that you have this heart, you will inevitably trouble this little guy in the future, don't think I'm an old man with too many things at that time!" Sun Lao said half-jokingly, but with his status, Qin Ming still has a long way to go if he wants to really help him.
He is not going for the reward of others, every time there is an additional genius in the human race, the grasp of resisting the alien beast is a little bigger.
Give some help within his means, that's what he should do.