This martial god is too extreme

Chapter 4 You just experienced a battle.

Su Tu stopped his steps. At this time, he was sweating and panting. He drank all the water in the sports water bottle in one breath.

The system prompt message also arrived as expected.

[You finished a refreshing run, physical proficiency +15]

[Physical strength (beginner): 175/300]

He sat on a bench beside him, calmed down his state, and raised his mouth slightly.

The visible improvement is an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

"Huh, at this rate, it won't take a few days for physical strength to be upgraded to the intermediate level."

The proficiency of the skill increases quickly at the initial level, but at the intermediate level, it will be like Linghui, and the proficiency will increase like a turtle.

His physical improvement is not obvious, and it is not as strong as the previous one-time increase of 50 points of proficiency.

But he knows in his heart that his body has indeed become stronger.

The improvement brought to him by the skill is real-time, and each increase in proficiency will make him stronger.

"Running for an hour can improve proficiency by 15 points, while a few straight punches during the day can improve it by 10 points."

"In addition to participating in activities to gain additional proficiency, martial arts can improve physical fitness much more than simple exercise."

Su Tu calmed down and thought.

He thought of the business card that Lin Feiyang "accidentally" dropped on the ground during the day.

"Perhaps martial arts is the fastest way to improve physical fitness. Stepping Moon Martial Arts Hall, let's go and have a look in a few days' vacation."

While he was thinking, his peripheral vision happened to sweep the ground not far away.

"Whose bag fell? Fortunately, I met a kind person like me, otherwise I would definitely not find it."

There was a white cosmetic bag lying on the ground not far away. He got up and walked over to pick it up, and put the cosmetics that fell outside into it.

There is a public security office downstairs in his community, so he can hand it in directly when he goes back.

Su Tu doesn't mind doing this kind of casual good thing, just as a way to accumulate good luck.

But, when Su Tu just picked up the cosmetic bag,

His body became extremely stiff.

Plop~ Plop~ Plop!!!

The heartbeat that had originally calmed down became extremely strong again. Su Tu could clearly feel that a very malicious gaze was staring at him.

That gaze was greedy and evil, filled with the most primitive desires, like a pair of cold and wet tentacles grabbing him from all directions.

The surroundings became extremely quiet, and waves of rustling sounds rang in his ears.

Since his spiritual wisdom reached the intermediate level, his intuition has become very sensitive. He can almost be sure that there is something terrible in the dark, coveting him.

His fists clenched involuntarily, and the muscles of his whole body were completely mobilized at this moment. Once there was any disturbance, he could fight back immediately.

When he mastered the fighting skills, his body flexibility, combat awareness, and muscle coordination ability were greatly increased.

The boy's eyes were a bit cold. He slowly picked up the backpack on the ground and stood up pretending to be careless, but his eyes quickly swept around every place.

This is an old community gatehouse. The dilapidated security booth is empty, and the surveillance cameras around have become a paradise for spiders.

There is almost no place to hide around, but the feeling of being coveted keeps lingering on him

Gurgle~

It was like the sound of something swallowing saliva at this moment. The sound was turbid and dirty, and an indescribable dampness and slipperiness instantly spread all around.

Su Tu suddenly jumped up, he clenched his fist with one hand, and put out the only boxing he mastered, the straight fist.

This punch was Su Tu's full strength. He didn't even look at the direction of the punch, but his intuition guided him and told him to go forward and throw a long fist straight down!

Bang! ! !

This punch even made an air explosion sound. This was the first time Su Tu had punched so seriously and with all his strength since he activated the straight fist.

Every muscle in his body was exerting force, he was like a beast that had broken free from its restraints, and this punch made him roar fiercely!!!

He threw his fist straight at the shadow under the street lamp in front of him, but there was nothing in the shadow.

This punch missed.

As the punch fell, the feeling of being coveted disappeared.

Nothing happened around him, as if everything was just his illusion.

[Complete a full-strength punch, fighting proficiency +10, physical proficiency +5]

[Fighting (beginner): 110/300]

[Physical proficiency (beginner): 180/300]

The night wind was blowing slightly, the street lamp was swaying, this was just the most ordinary entrance to an old community.

"Could it be that I was too nervous?"

"The possibility of martial arts being included in the college entrance examination is so serious that it caused my anxiety and caused me to feel fear because of the surrounding scenes."

Su Tu loosened his fist and lowered his eyes slightly, just as he was thinking.

"Ding!!"

A sharp car horn sounded from behind him, followed by a dazzling light.

Su Tu turned around, covered his eyes with his hands, and looked at the source of the light.

It was a black new energy floating car, shining its high beams.

"Little Su Tu, it's you. Why are you here in the middle of the night? Are you in love early?"

"If it's early love, I'll tell your aunt!"

A slightly teasing voice came into Su Tu's ears.

A figure with a proud figure half leaned out of the car. The proud capital was more exaggerated than some teachers in the island countries. The delicate face was charming without makeup. She was wearing a small sling, revealing half of her shoulders.

"Sister Zhang?" Su Tu looked at the familiar face.

"Why call me Sister Zhang? Call me sister! You call me old. People who don't know me would think I'm seventy or eighty years old." The woman got out of the car and rolled her eyes at Su Tu.

She was wearing black shorts and black stockings with red edges on her legs, which made her originally white thighs more sexy.

Sister Zhang, whose full name is Zhang Meng, lives in the same building as Su Tu's family. She is also a childhood friend of Su Tu's aunt. She is obviously of the same generation as Su Tu's aunt, but she insists that Su Tu call her sister. Her biggest hobby is to tease Su Tu.

"Sister Zhang, why are you here?" Su Tu asked.

"I just finished a class reunion and happened to pass by. I haven't asked you yet, what are you doing here?" Sister Zhang crossed her arms and looked at Su Tu half-interrogatively.

"You're not really in love, are you?"

"Just running before going to bed, just exercising." Su Tu replied.

Zhang Meng looked at Su Tu with a curious look, then walked up and pinched Su Tu's arm, with a look of surprise: "Oh my god, little Su Tu, I didn't expect you to look so thin, but you have so much on your body."

Feeling Su Tu's strong arms, Zhang Meng opened her mouth exaggeratedly: "You study well and have a good figure. If I were in the same class with you, I would take you down immediately!"

Su Tu was accustomed to Zhang Meng's teasing. Since the first time they met, she has teased Su Tu a lot. As Su Tu grew up and became more handsome, this kind of teasing became more and more frequent.

"Women will only affect the speed of my sword drawing!" Su Tu said seriously.

Zhang Meng stood up straight when she heard this, and showed off her pride as if to show off: "You know nothing about women, why don't you come to my house tonight and I'll let you know what 'drawing a sword' means?"

"Ahem, that's not necessary."

"Hahaha, I won't tease you anymore, let's get in the car, I'm going home too."

At this time, the dangerous and strange feeling around him had disappeared.

After what happened just now, Su Tu no longer had the mind to exercise, and got in the car with Zhang Meng. The engine roared, and the hover car drove away.

When in the car, Su Tu was obviously a little absent-minded.

Everything that happened just now appeared in front of his eyes, and he lowered his head to look at the makeup bag in his hand.

"Is it really my illusion?"

Just as he was thinking.

The system prompt suddenly appeared in front of him.

[You just experienced a battle, combat proficiency +50, physical proficiency +50. 】

[Strengthening (beginner): 230/300]

[Fighting (beginner): 160/300]

At this moment, looking at the prompt on the system panel, Su Tu's dark eyes sank slightly.

At the same time, at the entrance of the dilapidated community, shadows moved under the dim light, and a tall figure crawled out from under the ground. It tilted its head and looked in the direction where Su Tu left, and the greed in its eyes almost turned into substance.

"Damn hairless monkey" Its voice was resentful, and its chest was sunken at this moment, with a huge fist mark engraved on it, and brown blood oozing from the wound.