Modern Immortality: My Gain Takes Effect A Hundred Times

Zhao Wumian looked at Wu Tao's retreating back, narrowed his eyes, and said with some disdain in his heart.

"The minor achievement of Wen Sheng Quan must have passed the middle stage of Ming Jin. So based on this, it only takes 300 points of proficiency at most to achieve Ming Jin. It seems that this week is not over yet, so we can teach this fat man a lesson."

Soon the duel in the early days of Ming Jin was over. In the past, there was a sparring session every Monday, and everyone was used to it.

Next is the highlight of this time, with Zhao Wumian facing off against these students who are below the early stage of Mingjin.

"Li Zhien, come up here and start sparring with Zhao Wumian. Don't show mercy."

The Li Zhien whom Kong Lingkui pointed out was the handsome young man who asked Wu Tao a question earlier. He was considered an above-average student among this group of students.

Such students can just be used as stepping stones for Zhao Wumian.

Students who are too weak will be surpassed by Zhao Wumian within a few days. Students who are too close to Ming Jin will be slower to catch up to, so Zhao Wumian will not be able to choose inappropriate or even slightly preferred disciples to grind against Zhao Wumian. Knife Stone couldn't be better.

"Yes, teacher." Li Zhien replied and prepared to walk towards the ring.

At this moment, Wu Tao gently patted Li Zhien's shoulder and ordered Suicide.

"You must not be merciful later and attack only those places that are painful."

"I dare to provoke you, Brother Tao. I really don't know the heights of the world. I'll let you experience some suffering first." Wu Tao thought proudly in his heart.

Kong Lingkui witnessed this scene, but didn't say anything. Anyway, he was watching them, so he couldn't do anything too outrageous. It was just enough to sharpen Zhao Wumian's temperament.

However, Kong Lingkui had forgotten that if the knife was too sharp, the whetstone would be cut off directly, without causing any harm to the knife.

Zhao Wumian stood up and walked to the ring, clasped his fists towards Li Zhien and said, "Zhao Wumian, please."

Li Zhien had some concerns at first, but now that he saw Zhao Wumian being so arrogant, he decided to teach Zhao Wumian a lesson.

So he cupped his fists slightly, said the word "please", then rushed towards Zhao Wumian and punched Zhao Wumian directly in the chest.

Seeing Li Zhien rushing over, Zhao Wumian was a little panicked at first, but under the influence of Wen Xinming, Zhao Wumian became extremely calm.

Subconsciously, he used the parrying posture of Wen Sheng Fist to block Li Zhien's powerful and heavy punch. However, due to the difference in strength, Zhao Wumian still took half a step back to block it.

"It took a while, but that's the end of it."

Li Zhien snorted coldly and unleashed another series of punches at Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian felt his slightly numb arms. It looked like he was in danger. In fact, the buffed Zhao Wumian or Hao could kill Li Zhien, but that would be too embarrassing.

Zhao Wumian parried while thinking about counterattack.

Li Zhien saw that Zhao Wumian was still struggling, so he laughed ferociously, and his delicate face turned ferocious.

"I want to see how long you can block it."

Li Zhien roared in his heart, and his attacks became more and more ruthless.

Zhao Wumian had previously discovered that Li Zhien especially liked to use the five-way chain punch in Wen Sheng Quan to attack. Zhao Wumian had long been waiting for Li Zhien to continue using the third chain punch.

At this moment, Li Zhien's series of punches had reached the last punch. Li Zhien particularly liked this punch and rushed forward with all his strength.

Although this strengthens the power of the last punch, it will cause oneself to enter a short period of stiffness.

If Zhao Wumian hadn't practiced hard all night, Wen Sheng Quan would not have discovered this today.

Zhao Wumian blocked the punch with his hands crossed, shouting in his heart.

"It's now!"

Zhao Wumian pushed forward with both hands, then dodged to the right, and then kicked Li Zhien with a sweeping kick.

Li Zhien watched helplessly as Zhao Wumian's sweeping kick hit him, but it was too late to dodge.

"Damn, that's so careless, but luckily, he only has this one chance."

Fortunately, Li Zhien did not slack off when practicing Zhuang Kung Fu. If he had been a guy with an unstable lower body, he would have fallen to the ground after this blow swept his legs.

Li Zhien also has a rough idea of ​​how far Zhao Wumian has practiced Wen Sheng Quan. Although it is relatively comprehensive, there is still a gap between him and himself.

The moment Zhao Wumian kicked Li Zhien, Zhao Wumian's Wen Shengquan proficiency suddenly increased by 10 points, reaching 109. The next step was Zhao Wumian's performance moment.

When Li Zhien came back to his senses, he still wanted to counterattack, but Zhao Wumian had already seen through Li Zhien's offensive route, and he would save every time he attacked.

Li Zhien's defeat is already a matter of time.

"I didn't expect Mian'er's fighting talent to be so high. Originally, Li Zhien's Wen Sheng Fist was still better than Mian'er, but now Mian'er becomes more courageous as he fights, and has completely suppressed Li Zhien."

Kong Lingkui was really surprised when he saw this scene. He was surprised that Zhao Wumian had improved his proficiency to such a high level overnight, and he was also surprised that Zhao Wumian had made a breakthrough during the battle.

"This loser has been practicing with us for so long and has never made a breakthrough in Wen Sheng Quan. Now he can't even beat a fledgling boy."

Wu Tao gritted his teeth as he watched in the audience, wishing he could give Li Zhien a slap in the face.

"I still want to be Brother Tao's little brother with this little ability. It makes me laugh. Brother Tao can only be my eldest brother."

The tall and thin boy watched Li Zhien being beaten, glanced at Wu Tao, and showed a strange smile.

Wang Yanqing looked at Zhao Wumian showing off his power on the stage and couldn't help but nodded in approval.

"Sure enough, it's pretty much what I thought. With a solid foundation and the ability to break through in battle, I think he will be a qualified opponent in the future."

Lu You, Li Feiyang and others were also dumbfounded as they watched the one-sided situation on the stage.

"How is it possible? How is it possible that I can't even beat a fledgling guy? I don't accept it."

Li Zhien wanted to trade injuries for injuries. He didn't believe that the guy in front of him who was not as good as him in physical fitness could still not beat him even if he traded injuries for injuries.

Zhao Wumian naturally saw what Li Zhien was thinking. Although he relied on the blessings of Living Dragon Xianjian and other buffs, even ten Li Zhien could not replace him, but he did not think that Li Zhien was qualified to injure him.

So Zhao Wumian dealt with Li Zhien more and more relaxedly.

Li Zhien's face turned red and he tried desperately to attack, but Zhao Wumian couldn't attack him.

Gradually, Li Zhien gave up on the Wen Sheng Quan and began to attack randomly, using the Wang Ba Quan, a magical fighting technique commonly used by spirited young men.

It's a pity that even the original exquisite Wen Sheng Quan can't do anything to Zhao Wumian, let alone this weak Wang Ba Quan?

Finally, Zhao Wumian punched Li Zhien on the forehead and knocked Li Zhien to the ground.

Li Zhien looked at the birds flying in the sky, chirping, as if they were also laughing at himself.

So he closed his eyes and pretended to faint. He really felt that he was too embarrassed to see anyone.

Zhao Wumian stood with his hands behind his back, and his sharp look made Kong Lingkui vaguely see himself in high spirits on the playing field.

This was Zhao Wumian's first victory. Zhao Wumian told himself in his heart that he would keep winning.

There is no such thing as a blockbuster. He will sing again and again, shining from the beginning to the end!