My Sons And Daughters Are All God-Level Awakened, And The Pressure Is On Me

After taking a shower, Yang Ming put on the newly purchased battle suit, and his whole body was completely renewed, looking several years younger.

Since the material of the new clothes is ferocious beast spider silk, it is very comfortable to wear on the body, and the combat boots fit well.

"System, open the character panel."

Name: Yang Ming

Strength: 2820 (Double Martial Artist)

Speed: 2050 (Second martial artist)

Constitution: 230 (Warrior Duo)

Spirit: 122 (you are so smart)

Martial arts: Bahuangquan (fur)

Talents: Giant Ant Power (Mortal Level 3), Fireball (Spirit Level 1), Poison Stinger (Mortal Level 5)

"Sure enough, a Martial Skills panel has been added to the system panel. From this point of view, as long as I can explode different attributes, the panel will also be updated accordingly. It's so smart."

Yang Ming muttered softly.

Martial Dao is a lineage, majoring in Qi and blood. People can absorb the energy between heaven and earth through practicing breathing methods, thereby increasing their combat power.

Yang Ming directly omitted this step because of the system.

His training method is very simple, that is to kill the enemy more, the strength increases, and the vitality and blood naturally increase.

In the process of martial artist training, in addition to breathing techniques, practicing martial arts is also very important. Good martial arts can allow people to maximize their own advantages in the face of the enemy.

The ranks of martial arts from low to high are human, earth, and heaven.

A good book of martial arts can often help warriors become invincible at the same level, and even fight across levels.

When meeting a martial artist who doesn't know martial arts, he can even cross several realms and kill him.

According to the information just received, [Eight Desolation Fist] is a top-level martial art.

When it is used, it is vigorous and powerful, opening and closing, with the meaning of chaos and chaos.

In martial arts cultivation, talent is very important. Yang Xiaolong has practiced for several years, but he has only just grasped the surface, and he has not even started.

This shows how difficult it is to practice martial arts.

"I don't feel that this martial art is difficult. How could the other party have practiced for several years before comprehending the fur."

Yang Ming muttered to himself.

Step to the courtyard of the house.

Yang Ming followed the martial art posture in memory.

Put on the shape.

Concentrate on it.

Thoughts as one.

Countless comprehensions about [Eight Desolation Fist] flooded my mind instantly.

next second.

The fists were blasted out quickly, and shadows of fists bloomed in the void.

The air was rumbled and screamed piercingly.

What's even more amazing is that after playing for a while.

Every time Yang Ming swings a punch, it seems that this strange energy is mixed in the fierce wind of his fist.

The destructive power of this energy is so strong that even a big rock can be easily smashed into powder.

He punched Bahuangquan more than ten times in a row, and he didn't stop until he had fully mastered the boxing techniques.

"Huh!" With a breath of foul air, Yang Ming's eyes were as bright as stars.

"When I am practicing boxing, I will never perceive it wrongly. I can integrate the power of Qi and blood in my body into boxing techniques, so that I can release the energy and blood that a great martial artist can use to control Qi and kill people."

Qi and blood are like bullets, and Bahuangquan is like a pistol. When these two things cooperate with each other, the power that erupts is extremely terrifying.

"System, summon the character panel again."

Name: Yang Ming

Strength: 2820 (Double Martial Artist)

Speed: 2050 (first level of martial artist)

Constitution: 230 (Warrior Duo)

Spirit: 122 (you are so smart)

Martial arts: Bahuangquan (Consummation)

Talents: Giant Ant Power (Mortal Level 3), Fireball (Spirit Level 1), Poison Stinger (Mortal Level 5)

"Martial skills have changed from superficial to perfect. It only took me more than two hours. The terrifying spiritual power of 122 points has increased my understanding by dozens of times. It's too terrifying." Yang Ming smiled boldly, unable to express it in his heart excitement.

Glancing at the time on the wall, he saw that it was already afternoon, and the road to Beast God Ridge would take more than 2 hours. Calculated like this, by the time he got there, it would probably be dark already. In this case, Yang Ming also canceled his plan to go hunting in Beast God Ridge today.

After the new battle clothes were replaced, Yang Ming changed back to his home clothes. Leaning on the sofa, he suddenly remembered something.

"The Awakening Stone that the boss and the second gave to him on his birthday is worth 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. Even if the two of them took the money together, it is money that has been saved for a long time. The cultivation of warriors costs money. Now that I have money, I can’t lose out on education.”

Even if the eldest son has no awakening talent, he is still a good seed for martial arts. He is now a formal martial artist and is highly valued by the school.

Compared with the eldest son, the second son Yang Yu's martial arts talent is very average, just like his peers, he is in the martial arts realm.

As a parent of multiple children, to be honest, sometimes it is really difficult for Yang Ming to be indifferent.

But in matters of right and wrong, he is still very fair.

Yang Wu, transfer 50,000 directly.

Yang Yu also transferred 50,000.

Yang Jun, just give him 50 after school.

The youngest son's skeleton has not yet been finalized, so he cannot practice martial arts.

So it doesn't cost that much at all.

The remaining 49500 should be saved here first.

As for the little girl Yang Xiaoxiao, she also saved it first.

After the money was transferred, Yang Ming nodded, very satisfied with his allocation.

 …

At the same time, Ruicheng No. 1 Middle School, Class 3 (5) of Senior High School.

It was get out of class time, and a large group of girls gathered together, chattering and talking endlessly, and their voices covered the entire classroom.

"You guys haven't seen that scene. Uncle cut off the giant god ape's head with just one knife, and the head rolled directly to my feet. I will never forget that scene in my life. Exciting, rattling." Zhang Huihui described It was vivid and colorful, and when it came to the emotional part, he stood directly on the chair with one foot.

"Huihui, you were frightened at the time, after all, it was a head!" Someone gasped.

Zhang Huihui pointed to her neck and said, "Didn't you hear that my voice is a little hoarse? That's when I yelled. Tingting was not brave enough. She kicked the opponent's head away, and then... .”

"Then what?" The students all cast their gazes over.

"Then that man walked towards us, like a god coming down, the prince rescued the princess, he gently took my hand and said, are you okay?" Little stars appeared in Zhang Xinxin's eyes when he spoke.

"It's so romantic."

"This is the love I want, Xinxin continued."

"It's too romantic, it makes me want to go to Beast God Ridge and meet my Uncle White Horse."

The students all cast envious eyes.

"Okay, Xinxin, stop talking nonsense. If you keep going on like this, the students will be tricked by you to go to Beast God Ridge. Uncle didn't hold our hand at all, and he wasn't as romantic as Xinxin described. In fact, We didn't say a few words with uncle." Tingting, who was sitting on the side, stood up and retorted.

"Tingting, everything needs to be processed, you don't know how to be romantic." Zhang Xinxin pursed her lips and sat back in her seat.

"Xinxin, don't stop, what's the name of the benefactor who saved you?"

"His name is Yang Ming, a very handsome uncle."

In the back row by the window, a teenager was sleeping soundly on the table.

After hearing the word Yang Ming, he opened his eyes instantly.

"Yang Ming? When did Daddy's name become so common?"

Yang Wu said to himself.

He didn't think of this man at all about his father.

When Yang Ming was young, his highest level did not exceed the level of a martial artist. When he got older, his qi and blood dropped because of his negligence in cultivation, and he became an ordinary person long ago.

As an ordinary person, how could he beat the second-tier top beast?

You know, according to the content analysis of Zhang Xinxin's description, the person who saved them was a martial artist with a talent for fighting.

Jingle Bell.

A text message rings from the phone.

Take out your phone.

"[Holy Federal Bank] Yang Ming transfers to you +50000, the balance is **."

"Lao Yang has made a fortune. He was so generous that he transferred 50,000 yuan to me at one time."

Yang Wu was a little surprised when he saw this, and immediately replied a text message.

【Thank you Lao Yang, I wish Lao Yang good fortune like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan】

After texting.

He felt someone patting his shoulder behind him.

Looking back, it turned out to be the thin monkey at the back table.

"Brother Wu, since you participated in the Awakening Conference, you have been running out every now and then. Tell me honestly, have you also gone to Beast God Ridge?"

Yang Wu smiled without saying a word.

 …

the other side.

Eldest son: Thank you Lao Yang, I wish Lao Yang good luck like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan.

Second son: Thank you Lao Yang

Looking at the thank you messages sent back by the two sons.

Yang Ming also replied very arrogantly.

"Let's just say it's not enough, Dad can make money again now!"