Chapter 5 Nanshan, rich vitality
127 combat power!
Ye Feng was somewhat delighted.
127 combat power, that is, his fist can produce 127 kilograms of force.
How long has he absorbed the energy?
From a weak student to being able to produce 127 combat power, not even a day has passed.
One punch, more than 100 kilograms.
Even if an adult faces Ye Feng, Ye Feng is not afraid.
Besides, this is just the beginning.
"Energy +24."
"Energy +35."
"Energy +48."
Ye Feng waited for a while.
He punched the combat power detection instrument again.
Bang!
130.
He punched the combat power detection instrument several times in a row.
132...
134...
136...
140...
He now has no energy skills, nor any energy skills to increase strength.
In more than ten minutes, the combat power increased from 127 to 140.
A hint of excitement flashed across Ye Feng's face.
But what replaced this excitement was a cold smile.
The death of the head of Jinfeng Martial Arts School was not a day or two, but a few years.
Perhaps his father knew that he would fight with Yang Qingtian, so he had always protected him so well that others didn't know that he had a son.
However, Ye Feng was not sure whether Yang Qingtian would know, after all, there were children's toys in his room.
However, so many years have passed, and Yang Qingtian didn't know his appearance, so Ye Feng didn't need to worry about anything for now.
He clenched his fists, and his nails sank into his palms without feeling any pain.
That day, he squatted under the bed and saw his father lying in a pool of blood, his father's eyes facing him.
He would never forget that scene.
"Grandmaster?" Ye Feng smiled coldly, "It won't be long before I will let you feel the real pain."
Without staying in Jiangyun Middle School for too long, Ye Feng walked around various districts in Jiangnan City after leaving Jiangyun Middle School.
He wanted to find a place with rich vitality.
However, after walking for a long time, he still couldn't find it. Most places were not as rich in vitality as Jiangyun Middle School.
He was a little frustrated.
He raised his head slightly and looked at the setting sun.
Mountain?
That's right!
Ye Feng's eyes lit up, Nanshan!
Nanshan, the highest mountain in Jiangnan City.
Ye Feng felt that Nanshan might have a richer vitality.
But Nanshan was still far away, and it would take a car...
Ye Feng searched his pockets and found that he didn't have a single Alliance Coin.
He could only run.
He started running towards Nanshan.
After a long time, Ye Feng finally arrived at the foot of Nanshan, and it was almost dark.
"Vitality +85."
"Vitality +89."
"Vitality +92."
Looking at the vitality increase data on the retina.
Ye Feng let out a sigh of relief.
The vitality at the foot of Nanshan has changed, let alone on Nanshan.
He walked towards Nanshan.
When he reached the top of Nanshan, the moon had risen.
"Vitality +125."
"Vitality +152."
"Vitality +137."
Such a rich vitality...
If he continues to absorb it like this, it won't take long for his combat power to reach 1000, and he will become a junior martial artist, right?
It has been 30 years since the catastrophe on Blue Star. In these 30 years, martial artists have already been clearly divided:
Martial artist, warrior, martial artist, great martial artist, master, great master, general, king, emperor.
Each realm is divided into three levels: primary, intermediate, and advanced.
The same is true for fierce beasts.
There are fierce beasts from level one to level ten.
After absorbing vitality for a long time.
Ye Feng is ready to go home.
He is still not out of the scope of ordinary people, and he will feel cold and hungry.
