Chapter 7 Junior martial artist, primary sign-in

"It should be improved."

Ye Feng nodded in response.

"Don't worry, young man. Although your cultivation talent may not be high and your combat power is improving slowly, you must believe that where there is a will, there is a way."

The old man patted Ye Feng on the shoulder.

Ye Feng looked at the combat power detection instrument in front of him, he raised his fist, took a deep breath, and punched out.

Bang!

459!

A terrifying number appeared on the combat power detection instrument.

"4...4...59?!"

The old man's pupils shrank rapidly, as if he saw a number that he would never see.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the old man looked at Ye Feng.

Is this a super genius?

Ye Feng thought it was okay.

It won't take long before he can be promoted to the level of a martial artist.

1000 combat power is the basic combat power of a primary martial artist.

Martial artists are not simply strong!

There are also cultivation methods of Yuan skills, Yuan skills.

You can even hurt people simply by Yuan Qi.

However, the primary martial artist can only practice some of the simplest skills, and the release of Yuan Qi is almost useless.

Back home.

Ye Qing looked at him coldly, "You go out early and come back late every day. Do you really think this place is a vegetable market?"

"Xiaofeng, you haven't eaten yet, I'll save it for you."

Wang Lan said and took out the food.

Ye Feng hadn't eaten for a day, and he ate a little voraciously.

"Starving ghost reincarnation."

Ye Qing looked at Ye Feng's eating with sarcasm.

Ye Feng didn't answer.

After all, because of his appearance, Ye Qing could only sleep with Ye Xue, and he didn't care about these.

After lying on the bed, Ye Feng fell asleep in a short while.

Early morning.

Ye Feng still went to Nanshan, his body was madly absorbing Yuan Qi.

Time flew quickly.

Seven or eight days later.

Ye Feng came to the location of the community's combat power detection instrument.

Punched the combat power detection instrument.

Bang!

998.

Looking at this number, Ye Feng was very satisfied.

He punched the combat power detection instrument one after another,

996...

997...

998...

995...

The combat power never broke through 1000.

Ye Feng did not continue.

He only needed a few points of combat power to reach the level of 1000, and then he would be able to become a junior martial artist.

And he could sign in again tomorrow, although it was only a junior sign-in, but he was also looking forward to it.

Early in the morning, Ye Feng could not wait to open the sign-in sheet in his mind.

"Ding! The junior sign-in was successful, congratulations to the host for getting the sign-in reward, Thunder Fist: Junior Yuan Skill, triple strength increase."

Thunder Fist?

Triple strength increase?

Ye Feng was delighted.

He did not expect that he would get such a good thing by signing in at the junior level.

Then the intermediate sign-in in half a month...

Ye Feng's expectations were already overflowing.

However, after half a month of intermediate sign-in, he should have gone to Annan College.

Yuan skills can only be practiced by beginners, and the beginner Yuan skill, Thunder Fist, is also extremely difficult to practice for beginners.

Ye Feng has nothing to worry about, he has the ultimate training talent. The ultimate training talent can not only absorb Yuan Qi at a hundred times the speed, practice Yuan Qi techniques, and increase the speed of Yuan skills by a hundred times.

"Yuan Qi +5."

"Yuan Qi +9."

"Yuan Qi +11."

The Yuan Qi increase data appeared in Ye Feng's retina.

He thought that the Yuan Qi in the community was too bad.

But he should have 1000 combat power now.

After washing up, he came to the combat power detection instrument in the community.

As long as you have 1000 combat power, you can practice Thunder Fist.

Bang!

He punched the combat power detection instrument.

A number instantly appeared on the combat power detection instrument:

1005!