Global catastrophe: My martial arts practice automatically

In the monitoring hall of the Chinese camp, Vice-Principal Zhou, who had watched the whole challenge, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, feeling extremely relieved.

Although I don't know why Lu Chong took the trouble for so long, and he didn't challenge those strong men who were in a better position, it was a comfort to be able to deal with a representative of Country H first.

Wu Sideo on the side put down the communicator and said with a smile: "The injury has been identified. This kid Lu Chong's attack was really dark and accurate. It was just right. There are no violations in this challenge."

"However, the little guy from country H will need at least eight hours to recover."

Vice Principal Zhou just nodded slightly and said to himself, "Lu Chong is still very measured. Otherwise, I would have to scold him personally."

Qin Yulan, who was standing next to him, had been lowering his head and recording something on his smart book. It was only then that he stopped, raised his head and said, "He is probably analyzing Park Zhenhai's martial arts moves."

Vice-Principal Zhou heard this and asked curiously: "What's so easy to analyze about their martial arts? Lu Chong is proficient in martial arts that is unparalleled. Why do you care about this?"

Qin Yulan pushed up her black-rimmed glasses, nodded in approval and said, "Learning from the experts' strengths is the wisdom of ancient warriors. Lu Chong should have gained something from it."

…

Seeing the unconscious Park Zhenhai being carried away, Lu Chong took out the electronic map and soon discovered that the markings on it had changed.

The position of the eye of the Yuan Neng Storm No. 87 has been replaced by your own name, and after you click on it, you can also see your challenge time and results, and win a game.

"Real-time updates? Interesting." Lu Chong put away the electronic map and climbed to the top of the mountain where the eye of the storm was.

This mountain top is only about two hundred meters high. At the top of the mountain, there is a strong source of energy gushing out.

Lu Chong sat cross-legged on the platform built next to the eye of the storm, and suddenly felt a wave of warm current pouring into his body, which was more turbulent than when he was in the fifth-level energy secret room.

"The Naqi Jue feels abundant energy and accelerates its operation, increasing the speed of practice by twenty times."

The prompt sounded soon, and Lu Chong made a rough estimate. In the eye of storm No. 87, his cultivation level could increase by six percentage points every day.

After reaching the fifth level of Wuzong, Lu Chong hadn't felt this kind of improvement speed for a long time.

"Here, I can break through to the sixth level of Wuzong in six days." Lu Chong said cheerfully.

What makes him even more happy is the improvement of the true meaning of martial arts.

Although Park Zhenhai is a little weak, the half-hour battle just now has improved Lu Chong's true intention of defeating by one percent.

It may not seem like much, but you must know that at this stage, Lu Chong needs to practice at least one high-level martial arts in order to extract one percent of it.

"It's a pity that there is no chance to challenge today. I just don't know if anyone will challenge me? I don't think about it anymore, let's improve my cultivation first." Lu Chong thought with a little regret.

In the following time, Lu Chong practiced at No. 87 Yuan Energy Storm Eye, and his cultivation level increased rapidly. The Yuan Energy Storm around him could hardly escape, and most of it was absorbed and refined by him.

At the same time, the heaven-level martial arts and incomplete martial arts included in the system are not idle, and they are all practicing hard.

…

In the infirmary of the camp jointly built by Country H and Country R, ​​when Park Jinhae woke up leisurely, it was already three hours later.

He felt that his head was confused, as if his head was getting bigger.

"Where am I, what's going on..."

After asking several questions in a row, Park Zhenhai finally regained consciousness, but then he felt pain surging throughout his body, stimulating his nerves crazily.

"It's Lu Chong. Did he seriously hurt me and knock me out?" Park Zhenhai remembered his experience before coma and immediately wanted to get up angrily.

"Master Park, you can't get up now." The old doctor beside him quickly stepped forward and said with concern.

Park Zhenhai said angrily: "What's going on? You haven't cured me yet?"

The old doctor quickly explained: "Master, you have multiple fractures all over your body, more serious internal bleeding, and a slight concussion."

"Fortunately, we treated him promptly and the young master has a good foundation, so he should be able to fully recover within eight hours."

"Eight hours?" Park Zhenhai said in disbelief, "In other words, it will take at least eight hours before I can continue to search for the eye of the storm and practice?"

The old doctor said helplessly: "Yes, young master, this is also for your sake, otherwise, there may be sequelae."

Park Zhenhai punched the bed board hard, not even paying attention to the pain on his hand, and shouted angrily with red eyes: "Lu Chong!"

"It's all him. I threw out so much money, and it was all in vain because of him."

"If I can't avenge this, how can I, Park Jinhae, have the dignity to return to China!"

"Master, calm down, you don't get angry easily now." The old doctor quickly persuaded.

Park Zhenhai didn't care at all, and gritted his teeth and said: "I must retaliate, and retaliate against him severely."

"Axi, I want him to be unable to practice peacefully here."

Park Zhenhai said fiercely: "Not only today, but also in the next three months, let him know the consequences of angering me."

"You go down and don't worry about me."

After driving the old doctor out, Park Zhenhai calmed down and thought carefully about how to take revenge on Lu Chong.

After thinking for a long time with a sullen face, Park Zhenhai gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"Ignore Pu Nihui for now, starting from tomorrow, let the players from my country H take turns to challenge Lu Chong every day."

"Every challenge opportunity once a day is reserved for him."

Park Zhenhai thought sadly, "I don't believe that he can still practice without any distractions."

…

After midnight, a new day arrived. Lu Chong, who was practicing at full speed on the mountaintop, opened his eyes on time.

"Who should we go to today? The opportunity to challenge once a day is really not enough." Lu Chong was a little worried and took out the electronic map and started to select opponents.

At this moment, Lu Zhanchang realized something. He looked up and saw a figure appearing at the bottom of the mountain, climbing the mountain quickly.

From the looks of it, it was obvious that he was here for himself.

Lu Chong took a quick look and was a little surprised. Isn't this a player from Country H?

However, judging from the other party's cultivation level, that is, an eighth-level martial artist, does he take the initiative to seek abuse from me?

"Hello, can you give up this position to me?" The player from country H quickly climbed up the hill and stood twenty meters away from Lu Chong, saying in a stern voice.

There was no way, he knew how powerful Lu Chong was, and he also knew that he was no match for Lu Chong.

However, Park Jinhae gave too much.

All he had to do was harass Lu Chong and prevent him from practicing properly, and he could get a large amount of important training resources.

When Lu Chong heard what the other party said, his eyes lit up, "Is there such a good thing?"