Gao Wu: Starting from killing chickens to conquer the starry sky

Ye Ran pressed the deduction button. In addition to combat awareness and Liangyi bodybuilding, there was another Thunder Fist.

[Thunder Fist: Not yet started, proficiency 0/100. ]

Ye Ran pressed the OK button without hesitation.

In an instant, the only 5 achievement points he had began to drain rapidly.

At the same time, he once again entered the extremely real illusion that appeared when he improved his combat awareness.

However, the deduction of martial arts was far less cruel than combat awareness.

There was no situation where a martial arts opponent came to kill him and forcibly raised his experience.

Instead, many phantoms of himself suddenly appeared in front of him.

These phantoms were performing Thunder Fist in one style after another. With each style, Ye Ran could feel that his understanding of Thunder Fist was increasing.

...

Two hours.

It passed in a flash.

Soon, the group that had followed the middle-aged instructor returned to the main hall.

The other two students and the two groups of people they had led before were also among them. There were about seventy or eighty people.

All of these people were in high spirits, and they obviously had made considerable gains.

"I'll definitely get this white shadow wolf beast leg."

A young man looked arrogant and glanced at everyone.

"Wang Hong, you are indeed powerful in terms of blood and qi, but martial arts rely on understanding." Another young man said lightly.

"Haha, you are the best, and you have already booked the top three."

Someone in the crowd was sarcastic.

Others also responded tit for tat, and it was obvious that no one was convinced by the other.

The fat guy before walked to the side leisurely. He liked this kind of link the most, when everyone was fighting to the death and couldn't tell the winner.

He made a move and casually grasped it, leaving the group of guys dumbfounded.

"Huh, don't you know that I, Fatty, actually practiced a boxing martial art, and then practiced this Thunder Fist. After mastering the trick, I made rapid progress."

The fat guy muttered, extremely confident.

Suddenly, he saw Ye Ran, who was closing his eyes, and Zhang Fan, who was yawning out of boredom, nearby, and was a little surprised.

"Brother, you two haven't left yet?"

"No, I'll leave later."

Zhang Fan asked curiously: "Brother, how is your practice going? Have you learned it?"

Not only have I learned it, I can almost make a thunderous sound!

The little fat man was about to say it proudly.

Suddenly, his eyes rolled and he said bitterly: "No, I'm old, alas, I spent money in vain and didn't learn anything."

Hearing this, Zhang Fan comforted him and also lamented the difficulty of practicing this martial art.

Listening to Zhang Fan's words, the little fat man was disappointed on the surface, but in fact he was already very happy in his heart.

He even saw that after he took action, he would shock this silly boy and make everyone dumbfounded.

At this time, the competition began. In addition to the middle-aged instructor, there were two more instructors, one male and one female.

There were three judges in total.

The contestants took turns to practice the Thunder Fist.

Some students from the Leiming Martial Arts School also gathered around to watch the excitement. Gradually, more and more people came, three layers inside and three layers outside.

The first person who went up was a little nervous, but he still gave it his all.

Then the second, the third...

Each contestant showed the results of their practice of Thunder Fist.

Unfortunately, the three judges kept shaking their heads and were not optimistic.

Finally, a young man showed the Thunder Fist. Whether it was the posture or the trajectory of the blood circulation, it was quite standard. Obviously, he had learned it.

He was also the only one who had learned it so far.

With the start of the people, the following people seemed to have good understanding, and the Thunder Fist they showed was qualified.

There were even a few who almost hit a thunder.

It seemed that everyone was about to take a turn.

The fat man put his hands behind his back and started leisurely.

It was stable.

If they were all at this level, he would definitely take the first place this time.

At this time, a young man with an arrogant look came over.

He glanced at everyone with contempt, and then threw a punch.

Boom!

A very low sound like thunder suddenly sounded.

Everyone present was stunned.

A thunder!

The Thunder Fist has been introduced!

The unfathomable smile on the little fat man's face suddenly froze.

The others were also shocked, "I have been introduced, how is it possible, a martial art, I have been introduced in two hours!"

Martial arts are divided into four levels: introduction, minor success, major success, and perfection.

Even if it is the lowest level D-level martial arts, and there are instructors to guide the tricks, it is incredible to be able to get started in two hours.

"Yes, Wang Hong, right? Have you practiced other fist-type martial arts?"

The middle-aged instructor asked with a smile.

The arrogant boy was much more restrained at this time, and said politely: "Teacher, my father taught me a C-level fist technique."

"No wonder." The middle-aged instructor nodded.

Although the martial arts are not common, practicing similar martial arts can still gain a lot of experience, but even so, this Wang Hong is a rare genius!

The three instructors all looked appreciative and smiled and said: "Not bad, you go to the side and wait."

Seeing this, everyone present sighed in their hearts.

From this point of view, Wang Hong is basically destined to be the first, but it is also true that the entry-level Thunder Fist is indeed far beyond them.

"Is there anyone else who wants to come up? If not, the three of us will be ranked."

The middle-aged instructor glanced at them.

Everyone couldn't help but step back and remain silent.

Seeing this, the middle-aged instructor nodded slightly and said: "In this case, then I declare that the first place is Wang..."

"Wait."

Suddenly a slightly hoarse voice came, interrupting the announcement.

The little fat man sighed and walked towards the three judges.

He originally planned to appear last and then win the first place with an absolute advantage, shocking everyone.

But he didn't expect that there would be a guy who was even more ruthless than him, and he would practice a thunderous movement.

But fortunately, I can't be the first. I can be the second and get a piece of Qi and Blood Powder.

Huh!

The little fat man suddenly realized that the 'wait' just now didn't seem to come from him.

It's not me, that's...

The little fat man turned around and saw a handsome young man standing up unsteadily.

He seemed to have just woken up and looked a little dazed.

He was swaying when he walked, he was covered in sweat, as if he had been dehydrated from sleeping for too long, and his voice was extremely hoarse when he spoke.

"Wait a minute, I'll compete too."

Ye Ran said, and punched out, which was exactly the starting position of Thunder Fist.

"You want to compete too?"

The middle-aged teacher frowned slightly. This wasn't because he couldn't do it, but because he didn't have a teacher to teach him the secrets of martial arts training. How could he be better than others by practicing on his own?

Everyone saw this and started talking a lot.

Someone was speechless and said: "This guy is not awake, must he be kidding? Is it possible that it can be more powerful than a thunderclap..."

boom!

Then a low thunderous sound sounded.

The expression of the person who spoke instantly froze.

The people who were talking incessantly fell into dead silence.

The middle-aged teacher suddenly stood up and stared at Ye Ran, feeling a turmoil in his heart.

Introduction to Thunder Fist!

Without any guidance from the teacher, after just watching it three times, I was able to practice Thunder Fist to the entry-level level, and it only took two hours!

I remember that under the same conditions last time, the person with the shortest time was Liu... No, the new record is Su Qin.

"Su Qin, how long did it take you to get started by practicing alone last time?" the middle-aged teacher asked in a deep voice.

"Three days..."

Su Qin's fair and pretty face was also full of shock.

The gap between practicing Lei Dongquan on your own and being taught by a teacher is completely huge.

Even though she was praised by her instructor as the person with the highest understanding in the entire martial arts school, it took her three full days, but the young man in front of her only took two hours!

At this time, two more low thunders sounded in succession.

Three thunderous fist sounds!

The other two instructors also stood up suddenly, and the three of them stared at Ye Ran.

Shock rang out from the crowd.

"Three Rings of Thunder. Is this guy cheating? It's only been nine times that Thunder Fist has been completed. He only practiced three rings in two hours?"

"Three thunderclaps, my God, did I hear it right?"

"Impossible, there must be something wrong!"

The young man named Wang Hong had an ugly face, "Is he a student of your martial arts school? I think your martial arts school just doesn't want to reward outsiders like us!"

Hearing this, others also looked suspicious.

However, the three teachers had not yet opened their mouths to explain.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Four thunders sounded in succession.

Including the previous three sounds, there were seven sounds in total, with no more than three seconds of pause in between.

This is the seventh thunder fist!

moment.

The entire museum was silent, so quiet that you could clearly hear the sound of a pin dropping.

Ye Ran shook his head and finally woke up.

Every deduction consumes a lot of energy on his part, causing him to become confused and need to slow down for a while.

He moved his body and punched again.

Boom, boom, boom...

This time, seven crisp thunders sounded in succession, cleanly and without any sloppiness.

The connection is extremely perfect, and there is even a faint feeling of overlapping.

This means that the realm of Seven Rings is extremely proficient and is infinitely close to Eight Rings.

boom!

The three teachers all sat back on their stools, slumped on the spot and lost all strength.

The seven-ring realm, infinitely close to the eight-ring thunder fist, appears on a young man. If they are not dreaming, they are not awake yet.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, your martial arts school just doesn't want to reward me on purpose!"

Wang Hong gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Do you think he is a student of our martial arts school?"

The middle-aged teacher suppressed the trembling in his voice and said slowly: "The further you go in the Thunder Fist, the harder it becomes to practice. My realm is the Six Rings of the Thunder Fist."

Hearing this, Wang Hong was speechless.

Others also stared at the handsome young man in the field with shocked expressions.

The realm of martial arts actually surpasses the training in martial arts schools!

At this time, no words could describe the shock in my heart. The middle-aged teacher looked at Ye Ran, took a deep breath and said, "You must have been immersed in Thunder Fist for many years, right?"

Ye Ran was about to answer truthfully, but saw the horrified looks of those around him looking at monsters.

My heart moved slightly.

He nodded and said: "I have practiced before and have some basic skills."

Seeing this, the middle-aged teacher breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression was still shocked. No matter what, he had mastered a martial art to a great level at this age.

Absolutely a genius, a real genius!

Ye Ran glanced around and frowned slightly when he saw more and more people around him.

Said: "Can you give me the first place reward now? I have something else to do."

"Okay, absolutely okay."

The middle-aged instructor took out a yellow handbag and patted Ye Ran's shoulder eagerly, "Do you have time tomorrow? If so, come to our martial arts studio and I'll chat with you."

"Don't worry, it will only do you good and not bad. If you need any help, you can tell me..."

"okay."

Ye Ran took the yellow packet perfunctorily.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

It was so heavy. It was not a big packet, but it was quite heavy. Even with a normal 20 HP, he might not be able to lift it.

He said goodbye to the middle-aged instructor and turned around to call Zhang Fan to leave.

But he saw two sculptures.

Zhang Fan and a little fat man, with their mouths wide open, as if they could fit an egg, stared at him motionlessly, as if they were petrified.

Especially the little fat man, deep in his confused eyes, it seemed that he could still see some sadness.

I was so sad. I should have been the one pretending. What happened...