Fantasy: I Can Modify The Progress Of My Cultivation

After testing the precision punching strength, Chu Mu still punched a burst of 40,000 kilograms in a regular manner. This is already his very conservative explosive power, but it still left many people dumbfounded.

"Zhao Lin, you are also an intermediate martial artist. I remember that the data you tested before seems to have only reached half of this data?"

"Nonsense, you, a peak martial artist, are only thirty-five thousand, of course I can't be that tall!"

"Then what's going on with this guy? Is he beyond this realm? Or is he a monster?!"

Most of the internal members of the Martial Artists Association are martial artists, and most of them are in the ranks of intermediate martial artists to senior martial artists.

Among them, there is no shortage of talented people who have proud strength at a young age, can overlook their peers, and have unparalleled self-confidence.

But now this self-confidence was shattered by Chu Mu's punch.

Zhong Ya covered her mouth and snickered: "You are so bad, how can other martial artists mess around?"

Chu Mu shrugged: "I already have spare energy, this statistic is only a little bit better than when I was a junior martial artist, and it can't measure the growth of vitality and the strength of using martial arts, otherwise they can't stay any longer.

"It's too Versailles." Zhong Ya seems to be happy to see this situation. Many people in the Martial Artists Association have always had their eyes above the top. They don't know that there are people outside. Work harder to practice.

She ran to Chu Mu briskly: "Aren't you curious, why do you know something?"

The two seemed to agree with each other before Zhong Ya spoke, and Chu Mu already knew that she was referring to the sentence she said when she entered the door.

"In the Warrior Association, is there anything I want? But you didn't say what I want." Chu Mu smiled, pretending to be esoteric: "It may be that I want something, or it may be that I want something." To someone, what do you think?"

Zhong Ya doesn't like to beat around the bush: "I know, you are interested in the materials of those instruments, this is my intuition, and there is always no mistake!"

Chu Mu opened his mouth wide in surprise: "I thought you were blind, but I didn't expect you to really know.

A woman's sixth sense is horrible.

When it comes to this topic, Chu Mu is not sleepy anymore. You must know that Zhong Ya has a pivotal position in the Warrior Association. Many things are inconvenient for Chu Mu to do now, but it is very convenient for her to do them!

Zhong Ya showed a playful smile that only appeared in front of Chu Mu, blinked at him, and asked curiously: "...What are you doing with those materials? You don't want to be an old scientist in the training system, do you? You're wasting this pretty face."

Zhong Ya herself also finds it very strange, she usually holds it unconsciously in front of others, like a tight string, and is very tired from living, but she is extremely relaxed in front of Chu Mu, as if she is in harmony with Chu Mu. An old friend who has known her for many years is as light as a joke (with good money), without any burden at all. This feeling is very novel to her, and she is eager to know more about this man who made her feel special.

Chu Mu knew the identity of the other party, so it was impossible to tell him directly, so he chose a kind of rhetoric that was both true and false: "I plan to use it to repair something, and it may bring unprecedented surprises. If Ms. Zhong is willing to help It couldn't be better, I can be the first to show you this surprise in the future."