Global high martial arts: I can add points infinitely

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【Seriously injured state...】

Wu Wei looked at the bullet frame on Meng Feizhang's head and was surprised.

He didn't expect his punch to be so powerful.

It can actually cause 60 points of blood damage.

In fact, 1 point of attack corresponds to 1 point of blood.

It's just that Meng Feizhang, as a senior martial arts apprentice, has strength throughout his body and a high defense.

Moreover, Wu Wei's fist did not hit his throat, and was blocked halfway.

Taken together, it is:
[118 points of attack - Meng Feizhang's defensive block = 60 points of damage]

Now, as long as it is an informal warrior.

It is estimated that they will not be able to catch Wu Wei's punch.

Even for a formal warrior, a punch in the front should hurt his muscles and bones.

At this time, Meng Feizhang held back the pain and stood up.

Liu Shayu walked over, the smile on her face could no longer be restrained.

She cared and said, "I'm sorry, the cleaners in our martial arts hall are too heavy."

"Crazy! You said he is the cleaner of your martial arts hall?"

Meng Feizhang felt that he was being played.

He suspected that these people were all conspiring to deceive him.

Including the discussion before the battle begins.

false!
Very fake!
"1 spiritual coins, we will destroy the mountain martial arts hall, and give it away tomorrow!"

After failing to kick the pavilion, Meng Feizhang didn't want to stay here anymore.

He cupped his fists at Wu Wei, and limped away from Linghe Martial Arts Hall.

It wasn't until this moment that the rest of the students reacted.

Xiao Wu, the cleaner, really beat Meng Feizhang.

No, I can't be called Xiao Wu anymore.

"Angkor! You are so powerful, Angkor! You knocked that pointed nose away with one punch!"

The red-haired student was the first to change his face, and rushed to the ring with great interest.

He didn't expect that the real boss of Linghe Martial Arts Hall was this humble cleaner.

This is the style of a master.

Possessing super strength, but willing to be a little cleaner to hone his mind.

My role model!
Seeing this, the rest of the students reacted immediately.

All of a sudden, everyone ran onto the ring and surrounded Wu Wei.

"Too strong, Angkor, how did you practice?"

"Angkor Angkor, when will you become the number one in Nanqing City?"

"Angkor, can you teach me?"

"Teach me, teach me, Angkor, I'm talented!"

Everyone was scrambling to be the first to speak.

Wu Wei was speechless when he heard their compliments.

These people changed their faces too quickly.

However, he didn't care.

The main thing is to keep the job, which is good.

"Okay, you all go to practice."

At this time, Liu Shayu came over and drove away the students.

At the same time, she called Wu Wei to the backyard.

Just the two of them.

Wu Wei was a little puzzled.

Today is not a day to pay wages.

Suddenly, Liu Shayu turned his head, and said coldly: "Who the hell are you! What's the purpose of hiding in our Linghe Martial Arts Hall!"

Wu Wei was taken aback for a moment.

"I'm just... a worker."

He didn't quite understand what Liu Shayu meant.

Liu Shayu raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows: "Don't pretend to be stupid, would a formal warrior be willing to be a cleaner?"

Speaking of this, Liu Shayu remembered the day when she first met Wu Wei.

He was wearing strange clothes all over his body, and he looked like he hadn't eaten for several days.

Although it is not yet a beggar, it is not far behind.

Liu Shayu's heart softened for a moment, so she gave him a job cleaning in the martial arts hall.

Unexpectedly, I was deceived!
Official warriors will not have enough to eat?

How can it be!

But at this moment, Wu Wei was puzzled.

He just increased his attack to 118 points, how could he become a formal warrior?

After working in the martial arts hall for the past few months, he also knows the stages of martial artists.

Martial arts apprentices generally like to call themselves entry-level warriors and senior-level warriors.

A formal warrior can explode and control strength at will.

You only need to practice a martial arts technique and absorb spiritual energy, and you can instantly be promoted to a martial artist in the Nine Palaces Realm.

Thinking of this, Wu Wei raised his fist, wanting to test his strength...

"What do you want!"

Before Wu Wei could move, Liu Shayu gave a cold shout.

She took two or three steps back in an instant.

Maybe it was because he was afraid that Wu Wei would kill someone to silence him.

Wu Wei was speechless: "Master, I really just want to work and earn money, nothing else."

Liu Shayu stared at Wu Wei vigilantly: "Really?"

"It's more real than True Spirit Coin."

"Okay, I believe you."

"Ok?"

Wu Wei was taken aback for a moment.

Liu Shayu smiled sweetly: "I thought about it for a while, and there is nothing in our Linghe Martial Art Museum that makes people think about it. Apart from you, there shouldn't be any formal warriors who are so stupid as to be willing to work as a cleaner."

Wu Wei smiled, unable to argue.

After all, he couldn't say that before today, he was not an official martial artist.

It just happened to be discovered that the cheating device also crossed over with him, and he could use the cheating device to add points to himself.

This kind of thing is too unreal for people in this world.

Forget it, if you misunderstand, just misunderstand.

Anyway, it doesn't affect his quiet work as a laborer.

"Da da da……"

Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the backyard door.

Students are generally not allowed to enter here.

Then come, there is only one possibility.

The door was pushed open.

"Master, you are back." Liu Shayu smiled.

It is said to be the master, but in fact it is the owner of the pavilion, Liu Shayu's father, Liu Yidao.

"Ah."

A burly middle-aged man stepped into the backyard.

For some reason, there was a trace of sadness in his brow and eyes.

Liu Shayu asked: "Dad, there is a meeting in the martial arts hall in the whole city today, what's the matter?"

Liu Yidao shook his head and didn't say much.

Suddenly, he asked: "I heard that someone came to kick the gym this morning, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, thanks to our house cleaner."

Liu Shayu secretly pointed at Wu Wei.

Wu Wei saw her talking about him suddenly, and nodded quickly: "Master, good morning."

Liu Yidao looked at Wu Wei and raised his eyebrows: "It turns out that you defeated Meng Feizhang and came to help me."

Regardless of Wu Weitong's disagreement, he pressed Wu Wei's shoulder with his right hand.

Infinite strength spewed out.

But there was no impact at all, just like a steady stream of water washing Wu Wei's body.

Wu Wei tensed up all over, not knowing what to do.

After a while, Liu Yidao let go of his hand.

He frowned: "The body is so weak, are you a formal warrior?"

Wu Wei shook his head: "I don't know."

He is not being humble.

Except for the high attack power of 118 points, his other attributes are very ordinary.

So he didn't know if he was considered a formal warrior.

"You are so weak, how did you defeat Meng Feizhang?"

"It's just... such a punch." Wu Wei gestured, "He fell down after I punched him. I don't know what happened."

Attack attributes actually include many aspects.

More than just power.

There are also skills on how to perfectly exert your own strength and so on.

These things, Wu Wei is self-taught, as if born with it.

So he didn't know how to describe it.

Liu Yidao thought for a while and said, "Try punching me."

"This...not so good."

"Hit me." Liu Yidao emphasized.

Wu Wei had no choice but to throw a punch casually, aiming at the chest of the owner.

But even though it was waved casually.

But the movement of strength is very delicate.

"Snapped!"

A soft sound.

Liu Yidao's eyes lit up.

"It's you!"

"What?"

Wu Wei was at a loss.