Ye Ran pressed the deduction button. At this time, in addition to combat consciousness, Liangyi body training, and thunder fist.
[Thunder Fist: Not yet started, proficiency 0/100. 】
Ye Ran pressed OK without hesitation.
In an instant, the only 5 achievement points he had began to drain away quickly.
At the same time, he once again entered the extremely real illusion that appeared when he raised his combat awareness.
However, the deduction of martial arts is far less cruel than the combat consciousness.
There was no situation where warrior opponents came to kill him and forcibly increase his experience.
Instead, many phantoms of himself suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
These phantoms were performing the Thunder Fist in different styles. With each move, Ye Ran could feel that his understanding of the Thunder Fist was increasing.
…
Two hours of time.
Tossing and turning.
Soon, the group of people who had followed the middle-aged teacher returned to the main hall.
The other two students and the two waves of people they led before were also among them. There were almost seventy or eighty people in the vast crowd.
All of these people were in high spirits, and they had obviously gained a lot.
"I'm going to decide on these white shadow wolf legs."
A young man looked arrogantly and glanced at everyone.
"Wang Hong, you are indeed powerful in terms of energy and blood, but martial arts relies on understanding." Another young man said calmly.
"Haha, you are the only ones who are so good. We have already booked the top three."
There are people in the crowd who are yin and yang.
Others were also tit for tat, and it was clear that no one was convinced.
The little fat man from before walked to the side swaying. He liked this kind of session the best, when everyone was fighting to the death and the winner could not be determined.
He took action and acted casually, leaving these guys dumbfounded.
"Hmph, I don't know, Fat Brother, I actually practiced a boxing and martial arts. Then I practiced this Thunder Fist. After mastering the tricks, I made rapid progress."
The little fat man muttered, feeling particularly confident.
Suddenly he saw nearby Ye Ran with his eyes closed, and Zhang Fan who was yawning out of boredom, and was a little surprised.
"Brother, you two haven't left yet?"
"No, let's go later."
Zhang Fan asked curiously: "Brother, how are you practicing? Have you mastered it?"
Not only did I learn it, I was able to make a thunderous sound!
The little fat man was about to blurt out proudly.
Suddenly his eyes rolled, and he said bitterly: "No, I'm old. Alas, I spent money in vain and learned nothing."
Hearing this, Zhang Fan comforted him and lamented the difficulty of practicing this martial skill.
After listening to Zhang Fan's words, the little fat man looked disappointed on the surface, but actually he was already happy in his heart.
I have even seen how the stupid boy was stunned by the shocked people after he took action.
At this time, the competition began. In addition to the middle-aged teacher, there were two more teachers, a boy and a girl.
There are three judges in total.
The contestants take turns to practice the thunder fist.
Some students from the Lei Ming Martial Arts School also gathered around to watch the excitement. Gradually, more and more people gathered, with three floors inside and three outside.
The first person to go up was a little nervous, but he still showed his full potential.
Then the second, the third...
Each contestant showed off the results of his Thunder Fist training.
Unfortunately, the three judges kept shaking their heads and were not optimistic.
Finally, a young man demonstrated the Thunder Fist. Both the posture and the path of energy and blood were quite standard, and he had obviously learned it.
It is also the only one who has learned it so far.
With one person at the beginning, the following people seemed to have good understanding, and all the Thunder Boxing skills displayed were up to standard.
There were even a few faintly, almost like thunder.
Seeing that everyone is about to finish their turn.
The little fat man put his hands behind his back and set off leisurely.
Stable.
If they are all at this level, he will be the first this time.
At this time, a young man with an arrogant expression came over.
He glanced at everyone with disdain, then punched out.
boom!
A very low sound like thunder suddenly sounded.
Everyone present was stunned.
A thunderous sound!
Get started with Thunder Fist!
The inscrutable smile on the little fat man's face suddenly froze.
Others were also shocked, "I'm getting started. How is it possible that I got started with a martial art in two hours!"
Martial arts are divided into four levels: Beginner, Minor, Dacheng and Perfect.
Even with the lowest level of D-level martial arts, it is incredible to be able to learn it within two hours if you have the know-how to learn it.
"That's right, Wang Hong, right? Have you practiced other boxing martial arts?"
The middle-aged teacher asked with a smile.
At this time, the arrogant young man restrained his arrogance a lot and said politely: "Teach me, my father taught me a C-level boxing skill."
"No wonder." The middle-aged teacher nodded.
Although the martial arts are not similar to each other, you can still gain a lot of experience by practicing similar martial arts. But even so, this Wang Hong is still a rare genius!
The three teachers all looked appreciative and said with a smile: "That's right. You can go to the side and wait first."
Seeing this, everyone present sighed inwardly.
Looking at this, Wang Hong is basically scheduled to be number one, but the entry-level Thunder Fist is indeed far ahead of them.
"Is there anyone else coming up? If not, the three of us will be ranked."
The middle-aged teacher glanced at it.
Everyone couldn't help but stepped back and remained silent.
Seeing this, the middle-aged teacher nodded slightly and said: "In this case, I declare that the first place is the king..."
"etc."
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 a minute' 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 was not 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 if he practiced 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 Dong Quan 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 deliberately doesn't want to reward me!"
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 more difficult it becomes to practice. My level 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 the people around him, as if they were looking at monsters.
My heart moved slightly.
He nodded and said, "I did practice 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 responded perfunctorily and took the yellow bag.
Suddenly his eyes lit up.
It's so heavy. It's not a big bag, but it's quite heavy. If it were an ordinary bag with 20 health points, it might not be able to lift it.
He said goodbye to the middle-aged teacher, turned around and was about to call Zhang Fan to leave.
But I saw two sculptures.
Zhang Fan and a little fat man, with their mouths wide open as if they could fit an egg in, stared at him motionless, as if they were petrified.
Especially the little fat man, there seems to be a bit of sadness deep in the confused eyes.
I'm so sad. I should have been the one filling the cup. What happened...
