Gao Wu: Landing 3,000 Years Into the Future

Walking into the living room, mom Liang Chi and Zhou Luohan were already eating.

Zhou Luohan's parents are busy people, so she would occasionally come over for a meal on weekends.

Today she wore a red military uniform, her long hair fluttering, her figure graceful, youthful and beautiful, and heroic.

A goddess.

But Lin Feng didn't like her.

"Why do you sleep right after school? Luo Feng, this won't work. You can't give up on yourself."

"The treatment of undergraduate students in Wuhan University and junior college students in Wuhan University is worlds apart."

"Although your grades have always been at the bottom and you have no hope of getting into Wuhan University, it's a good thing to get a little higher. Otherwise, how can you gain a foothold in junior college students in Wuhan University in the future? How can you survive in society?"

Zhou Luohan was a little aggressive.

The implication.

You are just a poor student who is unwilling to work hard. You are no different from salted fish!

Lin Feng ignored him and buried his head to eat food in big mouthfuls, like a person who has been hungry for several days.

When he ate two bowls in a row and asked his mother for more rice, the two people opposite him looked at him with strange eyes.

Lin Feng was stunned.

The amount of food he ate today was indeed a bit exaggerated.

"Son, has your blood value increased again recently?" Mother Liang Chi seemed very happy, "I will buy you some supplements tomorrow. Now is a good opportunity to increase blood. Don't waste it."

Lin Feng nodded.

"You are about to be eighteen. Your body is tending to be fixed. You don't have enough talent. How much can you increase?"

Zhou Luohan next to him squinted and made a disdainful sound.

"Just wait and see!"

Lin Feng silently said in his heart, even if it's a salted fish, I want to be the saltiest one!

Then, the two young men secretly competed with each other and started a eating competition.

As a result, Lin Feng ate eight bowls of rice and still didn't feel full.

You know.

Zhou Luohan, who has excellent martial arts performance, usually only eats five bowls of rice.

But Zhou Luohan's blood value is 3.7 higher than Lin Feng's, and his appetite is always twice that of Lin Feng.

"The blood value has really increased, it's not an illusion."

Zhou Luohan, who has always been arrogant, lost.

She still lost to Lin Feng, who was a scumbag, which made her look ugly. She left with a stern face and went to the first martial arts hall in Qingcheng City.

Lin Feng said hello to his mother and followed her out.

He couldn't wait to test his values ​​in all aspects.

"Hongwu Hall."

"The No. 1 Martial Arts Hall in Qingcheng."

Lin Feng came to a martial arts hall decorated in red. The facade of the martial arts hall was luxurious and majestic.

It was like an ancient martial arts palace with a thousand-year heritage.

Why is this martial arts hall the No. 1?

Because the founder of the martial arts hall was named: Hongwu.

In the ancient Chinese history of Lin Feng's previous life, there was also a strong and unyielding "Hongwu Emperor" Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang drove out the Tartars and saved the people.Born, and issued the Ming Dynasty ancestral precepts of "The emperor guards the country, the king dies for the country! No compensation! No cession of land! No tribute...", he can be said to be the most domineering emperor of that era.

What about the headmaster of this world, Hongwu? He is also a legendary figure.

The strongest person at the seventh level of martial arts.

According to the standards issued by the World Martial Arts Alliance, a person with a blood value of 70 and a combat value of more than 700 can be called a level 7 warrior.

"The strength of the headmaster Hongwu is 15 times my blood value and 20 times my combat value. The difference in multiples is exponential..."

Lin Feng thought about that realm in his mind, and the result was exaggerated.

You know, the higher the level of martial arts, the greater the gap with the next level.

The strength of a level 7 warrior is definitely a giant in Qingcheng City. It is said that it is because of Hongwu's protection that Qingcheng City has been able to resist the impact of terrifying beasts over the years.

For many years, this martial arts school has been a god-level "hall" that many students yearn for!

On both sides of the gate, there are recruitment advertisements, but the fees are frighteningly high, which is not affordable for Lin Feng.

For a martial arts student like Lin Feng who comes from an ordinary family, it is already difficult to maintain the supplements needed for daily practice, not to mention enrolling in extracurricular martial arts classes to improve practical skills.

That is a treatment that only children from wealthy families can enjoy.

Children from ordinary families have a hard life and are at the bottom of the martial arts. In the future, they will fight against strange beasts and rush to the front line.

Serving as a tragic role of "cannon fodder".

Destiny is born like this. How many people can live in the sun and achieve a personal comeback?

"The strength of a warrior is determined by his actual combat level. Now that I can absorb the martial arts memories of a corpse when it dies in my dream, I should be no worse than them..."

Lin Feng thought as he strode into the Hongwu Hall.

After paying the fee at the front desk, he took a rental card and found the testing room under the guidance of the girl at the front desk.

Generally, martial arts halls provide similar testing services at a low cost.

The equipment for testing blood gas values ​​is a bit like a printer, with a groove at the bottom and a sterile sampling needle next to it.

Lin Feng opened the sampling needle, took a drop of blood from the ring finger of his left hand, and placed it in the groove.

A white light scanned past, and soon, the instrument made a "drop" sound, and the value appeared on the LCD screen.

"5.327"

The blood gas value is accurate to three decimal places.

When Lin Feng saw this value, he couldn't help but clench his fist and took a deep breath.

The health value has increased.

It has increased dramatically.

It has increased from 4.3 to 5.3, a value increase of "1".

And this is just the result of him having a nightmare, in which he killed several unconscious corpses.

"Everything in the dream can be brought into reality. It is no longer a game of killing monsters, but..."

ReallyTrue practice!

Lin Feng panted, feeling as if he were in another world.

Having lived two lives, he had already lived a mediocre life.

Now that he finally saw the dawn of being able to shine in martial arts, how could he not be excited?

"I wonder how much the combat power value has increased?"

Lin Feng walked to the center, where the instrument was larger, nearly two meters high, like a square iron stake for fighting, with a cushioned groove in the middle.

During the test, you only need to blast the force into the groove.

"Try using the fist force technique in the old corpse's memory!"

Lin Feng closed his eyes, the atmosphere was quiet, and when he opened his eyes again, his temperament suddenly changed, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

There was a sense of déjà vu of a soul possessed.

He raised his right arm, his elbow was higher than his fist, and his muscles followed the technique track in his memory and smashed it hard.

"Break!"

The iron stake swayed and a loud noise broke out.

A number appeared on the force measuring instrument.

"77."

Combat power seventy-seven.

It has far exceeded the combat power index represented by his blood value of 5.3.

Generally speaking, with a blood value of 5.3, the combat power index is about 45-55.

Now it is more than 20 higher.

In terms of talent, Lin Feng has entered the level of martial arts elite genius.

However.

Lin Feng's ambition is more than that.

According to the standards of the World Martial Arts Alliance, the blood value standard for a first-level warrior is 10, and the combat power index is 100.

Lin Feng's goal is to become a first-level warrior recognized by the World Martial Arts Alliance before the college entrance examination, or even higher.

"Formal warriors are paid very well. They can get several thousand yuan of training allowance every month without doing anything."

"The minimum recruitment standard for many high-paying professions is also a first-level warrior."

"It would be best if I could enter a first-class martial arts university or a key martial arts university, and study for a few years. Whether I teach in a martial arts school or apply for an officer, I have a great future."

At this moment, Lin Feng's eyes were shining. He could deeply feel how bright his future was.

And all this was the adventure brought to him by his dream a few hours ago.

The test is over.

He paid a hundred yuan and left. He passed through a wide corridor and accidentally saw the martial arts school's actual combat training ground through the glass.

At this time, many students were conducting combat training, actual combat training, and increasing their killing ability.

Stopped, Lin Feng looked at it with some obsession, his eyes revealing envy.

But he, a child from an ordinary family, could not afford the high fees of the martial arts school and was not eligible to enjoy it.

"What's going on?"

"Their movements?"

Unconsciously, he discovered an astonishing fact: the students' movements of killing each other seemed to have slowed down invisibly.

In his eyes, the scenes of the fighting were slowing down, frame by frame, like playing in slow motion.

Soon, Lin FengHe found that it was the effect of an unknown "breathing method" on his body. Every time his body exhaled and exhaled according to muscle memory, his mind became ethereal and the world became clearer.

"I absorbed the old corpse's practice memory when he died. In the memory fragments, there seems to be a body-building technique and a breathing method?"

Lin Feng went home quickly.

He couldn't wait to search his memory to practice these two extraordinary methods from three thousand years later.

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