Martial Arts Hall is extremely common in Tianwu Continent.

From every county to every village, everything exists, but the scale varies.

The martial arts museum in Linjia Village is obviously the lowest-class category...

Lin Feng looked at the huge creature in front of him with a bright look and slowly approached. The martial arts hall, which covers an active and wide area, is located in the center of the mountain top. The surrounding houses are like stars arching the moon, which holds it high above. It is a landmark building of Linjia Village.

"I heard that the martial arts hall is made of four energy stones, which is really wonderful." Lin Feng was amazed in his heart. Suddenly, his eyes glanced at the gate and couldn't help but smile.

Not far away, a transparent gate like water mist was clearly visible, emitting a faint luster. A silly man about two meters tall had his muscles wide open, gritting his teeth and squeezed into the water mist, and half of his body had already penetrated.

At the main gate of the martial arts hall, you must have the strength of an intermediate martial artist apprentice to enter.

With a slight smile, Lin Feng walked up.

"Don't use brute force, use explosive power." Lin Feng said, exploring his right hand like a punch, instantly tearing open the mist, and his body naturally entered it.

His eyes were staring like a copper bell, and the "puff" sound was bounced away, and the silly big man opened his mouth very funny.

…

"Brother Feng!"

"Hello Brother Feng."

The hall of the martial arts hall was quite lively, and everyone greeted Lin Feng when they saw him.

The martial arts hall is divided into three levels, one layer is for intermediate martial artist apprentices, and more than a hundred people are crowded together, and it is not crowded. The second level is for advanced martial artist apprentices, which is the same size as the first level, but only five people can use it in the entire Linjia Village, and the treatment is obviously different.

As for the third floor...

That is, only warriors are allowed to enter.

Listening to the respectful shouts along the way, Lin Feng quickly stepped into the second floor of the martial arts hall. Compared to the lively one floor, it was undoubtedly much empty and deserted. Lin Feng looked around. In the martial arts hall that was hundreds of meters long and wide on the second floor, there were only three figures, and Lin Nanhu was not among them.

"A Feng!"

"Xiaofeng, here we go."

As soon as they entered the martial arts hall, two young men who were just having sex saw Lin Feng and greeted him with a smile.

"Brother Man, Brother Sheng!" Lin Feng shouted with a smile, with a little respect in his voice. When he was young, the two of them had taught him. Although they only gave him casual guidance once or twice, Lin Feng remembered it in his heart and did not forget it.

Although there are a total of five senior martial artist apprentices in Linjia Village, exercise does not necessarily require you to be in the martial arts hall.

Like Lin Feng, he likes to sweat heavily in the martial arts training ground.

"I don't know how much I have improved in the past half month." Lin Feng whispered in his heart, and quickly walked past the two of them and walked to a slender track. With a "drip" sound, a white light suddenly lit up, and the entire track seemed to be wrapped in a layer of light, which was quite strange.

Speed ​​tester.

Also constructed of energy stones.

"breathe……"

Her chest was up and down, and Lin Feng's eyes condensed, adjusting his lower breathing, relaxing his muscles slightly, and making sufficient preparations.

Sudden--

Lin Feng exerted his strength!

Whoosh!

It was like an arrow breaking through the air. In the blink of an eye, Lin Feng had reached the limit speed. His legs were pedaling vigorously, and his half-inclined upper body produced enough power. The fierce sprint made him fly like an arrow from the string. In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed through the area covered by white light. Then he slowly slowed down and stopped.

"Tsk tsk, not bad, not bad." A slightly hoarse male voice came.

Lin Feng turned his head and saw a thin and strong man standing in front of the tester with his hands crossed.

"Brother Ting." Lin Feng nodded with a smile. Lin Ting is the oldest among the five senior warrior apprentices in Linjia Village. This year it is twenty-nine.

In other words, it is already the limit of warriors.

"It's not bad, little guy, 6 seconds, 12 seconds, and the difference is 0.12 seconds to meet the preparatory warrior standard." Lin Ting praised.

Looking at the numbers displayed on the tester, Lin Feng shook his head, "You are much worse than Brother Ting."

"You boy, you are still comparing with me now!" Lin Ting opened his eyes and pretended to be angry: "I remember back then, you were still a junior warrior apprentice who had not even grown hair!"

"Hey, thanks to Brother Ting's teaching," Lin Feng showed slightness and nature. In his heart, Lin Ting seemed to be like his brother.

"If you have less money, you are still good at it!"

...

Body strength tester.

“0.92, 0.94, 0.96…”

Lin Feng stared at the beating of the numbers on the mirror without turning around, holding his breath and not moving. At this time, Lin Ting was in the test.

"Ding!" A pleasant sound sounded, and the numbers on the mirror panel stopped jumping, and finally freeze-

0.99

Lin Feng sighed lightly, feeling a little regretful.

The physical strength standard for preparing warriors is 1.

1 Titanium pole.

"Damn it!" Lin Ting had already come out of the body strength tester, clenching his fists, looking a little disappointed and unwilling.

Seeing this, Lin Feng didn't know how to comfort him.

He understood Lin Ting's current feelings, and it would definitely not be a good feeling if he were himself.

"Brother Ting, there is still half a month left, and it is only 0.01 titanium pole." Lin Feng encouraged softly. Having said that, he also knew that the effect was not great.

The more physical exercise it is, the harder it is. This 0.01 titanium pole is nothing to him, but it is a huge hurdle for Lin Ting, who is already close to his limit!

"It's up to Brother Ting himself." Lin Feng stepped into the tester with a sigh.

"Wow!"

A bright white light flashed, Lin Feng slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and his body stood tall like a pine tree.

The hands were formed into palms, tightened, held, and the muscles of the arms suddenly bulged.

Instantly—

Pressure from all directions roared, squeezing his body wildly!

...

“1.07,1.09,1.11…”

"Sure enough, youth is capital." Looking at the rising numbers, Lin Ting's eyes were filled with deep envy.

I have to sigh!

At this time last year, Lin Feng's physical strength was less than 0.9 titanium pole, but this year it has far exceeded his standards for preparatory warriors - 1 titanium pole.

"bite!"

Seeing the number that was finally frozen, Lin Ting couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It's indeed...too powerful.

"You boy!" Lin Ting punched Lin Feng's lower abdomen, feeling as if he was hitting an iron plate, and said speechlessly: "Just like your small body, I really don't know how you exercise. He actually has such a strong physical strength, which is so irritating!"

Lin Feng's eyes also stared at the mirror panel, looking at the bright number "1.13", and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Physical strength is his strength.

I have to say that it depends entirely on my own strange disease.

Every day, it burns like fire. Although it is extremely painful, it makes his body extremely strong like condensed steel. Both strength and speed benefit from it. The physical strength, as the most direct point of stress, is even more amazing.

"If I can get sick a few more times a day, I'll be cured..."

Lin Feng thought about it, but even he shook his head and smiled. He had never been begging for him to avoid illness, so there was no other way around.

Looking into the distance, Lin Feng stepped away, where...

It's the last test.

…

…

"Strength has always been my weakness. I don't know how much it is to get from 600 kilograms now." Lin Feng's expression was right, and he looked forward to it.

In front of the strength tester, Lin Ting's face was calm and he did not have any energy at all. He was very casually hitting his fist left and right at the target, bang! bang! bang! bang! A series of low boxing sounds sounded, and the numbers on the strength tester were also constantly jumping and changing - "675,638,659,692..."

The standard for the preparatory warrior's strength is 600 jin.

After punching more than ten punches in one breath, Lin Ting seemed to have vented his displeasure, curled his lips and shook his head down.

"Brother Ting's power is indeed powerful." Looking at the number, Lin Feng couldn't help but look envious. Every warrior has something good at. He is physical strength and Lin Ting is strength. The aspects they are the worst at are just the opposite. Lin Ting is physical strength, and he-

But it is power.

"Snooze, exhale!"
To be continued...