Without disturbing his father, Qin Ming walked out of the house and came to the martial arts gym.

Martial arts gyms all over the world are open 24 hours a day. However, at this time, except for the staff on duty, there is basically no one in the martial arts gym.

When he came to the measuring device, he lowered his waist and stepped forward, twisting his spine like a dragon. The power was transferred to his arm, and Qin Ming punched him.

boom……!

A line of values ​​immediately appeared on the display of the measuring instrument: 850kg!

"It's actually improved so much?"

Qin Ming was greatly surprised.

Bang bang bang!

He punched three more times in succession, hitting 846kg, 860kg, and 857kg respectively.

These three values ​​​​made him very satisfied.

I tested the speed again, and the results were good, reaching a maximum speed of 24.5 meters per second.

"We are not far from the quasi-warrior!"

Qin Ming walked towards the training area for senior students!

In addition to the lobby, the community martial arts gym is also divided into three areas due to different levels of students. However, because this is a martial arts gym in the community, the number of people is not large, and it is not completely separated.

Qin Ming began to adapt to the surge in power.

Half an hour later, someone came and he stopped.

After returning home, his mother had already prepared a meal. When she saw him coming back, she asked, "Going to exercise?"

"Well, it's improved a lot!" Qin Ming was in high spirits, "Mom, I will eat more today!"

"I'm not afraid that you'll eat more, but I'm afraid you'll eat less!" Luo Xia said, "Hurry up and wash it off so you can eat better!"

"okay!"

After Qin Ming ate, he left in a hurry to prepare for school. He did not take the subway, but jogged all the way. As for going to school? He didn't care about it anymore.

While trotting, he naturally used lunges. This is a footwork from another world. It uses the spine as the root, explodes under the feet, and moves away in an instant, landing silently, and the distance is not the same.

When the power explodes, it is difficult to grasp it, but it also requires that the landing is silent and the distance is just right, which requires controlling the power to the extreme.

Snapped……!

Qin Ming took one step forward, and a footprint appeared on the hardened ground. He also ran out, leaving a deeper footprint a few meters away.

Obviously, after the surge in power, he still hasn't mastered it at all.

He specializes in walking on remote and uninhabited paths. While practicing his footwork, he also controls his soaring strength. In another world, he had already practiced this footwork to the point of perfection.

In the Jiang family, Jiang Fan focused on the cultivation of 'skills' due to his physical condition.

Along the way, the footprints left became shallower and shallower, and eventually disappeared, even one step was more than ten meters away.

Qin Ming felt refreshed after arriving at school.

At this time, the first period of get out of class just ended, and he walked into the classroom through the back door.

"You're late again, kid!" Wei Wen punched him, "The college entrance examination is coming soon, and you've been absent from class all day. Do you not want to go to college?"

"I just don't want to go to school!" Qin Ming said with a smile, "I came here today to prepare to drop out of school, and I want to say goodbye to you at the same time!"

"You're not serious, are you?" Wei Wen exclaimed, "I still believe that Luo Feng dropped out of school. After all, he is already a senior student. It will not be difficult to become a quasi-martial artist or even a formal martial artist in the future. But what about you?

You've just entered the intermediate level. What can you do if you don't take the college entrance examination? You kid won't lose your mind and go crazy, right?"

"College is the way out!" Luo Feng said next to him, "I'm going to apply for the military academy!"

"Come on, try it!" Qin Ming smiled and extended his palm to signal to Luo Feng.

The Luo Feng in front of him was wearing an ordinary blue sportswear. He was about 1.75 meters tall and looked relatively lean, but his eyes were bright and lively.

A person from an ordinary family who can reach the advanced level at the age of eighteen is definitely a genius among geniuses. What is even more frightening is that he has not yet awakened his spiritual power.

Once awakened, he will soar into the sky and become the savior of the earth in the future.

But now, he is still a young boy.

"Is there a big improvement?" Wei Wen said, "A Feng, teach him a lesson!"

"I'll try!" Luo Feng became interested.

The two held their hands together and exerted force at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Feng's expression changed.

"How is it?" Qin Ming let go of his hand.

"More powerful than me!" Luo Feng said in surprise, "I didn't expect you to hide your secrets, are you almost a warrior?"

"Quasi warrior? Impossible!" Wei Wen was greatly surprised.

Qin Ming shook his head: "It's not even close! Remember, if anything happens in the future, just call me. Don't be polite."

He waved his hand, greeted a few more people, and left the classroom.

"That boy already has an extraordinary family background, and now he is almost a warrior. He will definitely soar to the sky!" Wei Wen sighed, "Compared with you, I feel like a failure!"

"Everyone has his own way, so why envy others?"

"If I had your strength, I wouldn't envy you either!"

After some twists and turns, Qin Ming went through the procedures for dropping out of school.

College entrance examination? He really has no interest!

For him, it has no use other than a waste of time, and he might as well use it for cultivation.

In the next few days, Qin Ming kept practicing at home, in the park, and in remote corners without stopping.

He firmly believes that hard work can make up for weakness!

If he were a genius, he would be even more evil.

Three days later, the sixth picture of Xuan Dao was completed. Qin Ming tested it and found that the strength reached 930kg and the speed was 25.4 meters per second.

April 20, around nine o'clock!

Community martial arts gym and force measuring room!

"Old Qin, does your child really meet the standard of a quasi-martial artist?" Zhou Jing, the owner of the gym, obviously didn't believe it. "I remember, Xiao Ming is an intermediate student, right?"

"You'll know if you try it!" Qin Yicheng's face was filled with excitement.

"That's right, you'll know after you try it!" Zhou Jing said, "Xiao Ming, if you reach the level of a quasi-martial artist, you will gain face for our community. Let's get started!"

"good!"

Qin Ming responded and punched three times in succession.

Bang bang bang!

"950kg, 955kg, 952kg!" Seeing these three numbers, Qin Yicheng was overjoyed, "The punching power of a quasi-martial artist is 900, which is obviously achieved! Old Zhou, you should believe it this time!"

"I'm not blind!" Zhou Jing also beamed with joy, "Xiao Ming, let's go and test your speed with me!"

The speed test is very simple. It is to take the average speed on a 60-meter track.

After a while, the result came out, the speed was 25.6 meters per second!

As for the third item, nerve response speed, it is more troublesome.

There is a tester in the room with more than ten machine gun muzzles. Directly opposite is a circle with a diameter of three meters and six meters, and Qin Ming is standing in it.

Zhou Jing pressed the button, and a red light shrouded it, and said at the same time: "Xiao Ming, remember, if you leave the circle, you will be judged as failed, and points will be deducted if you touch the surrounding red light!"

"Uncle Zhou, I remember!"

"Are you ready?"

"Ready!"

"Okay, let's start!"

The test machine began to rotate and fired red rubber bullets one after another from the muzzle. The speed was very fast and there was no pattern to follow. It could only rely on its own reaction.

Qin Ming narrowed his eyes and became highly concentrated.

Looking at the bullets being fired one after another, he stepped forward, dodging left and right, swimming through the torrent of bullets like a fish!

A minute later, Zhou Jing pressed the button, and the rotating machine stopped immediately.

The bullet disappeared and the red light converged.

"In 60 seconds, he was hit 23 times without touching the red light. Excellent!" Zhou Jing's face beamed with joy, "A genius finally appeared in our martial arts school."

"Don't even look at whose son it is?"
Chapter completed!