I became the Martial Saint of the Wasteland

Bright fluorescent lamps illuminate the flat plastic walls.

Rosen was wearing a hospital gown and his limbs were fixed on the operating bed.

He opened his eyes in confusion.

The thoughts are hazy and chaotic.

"This is where?"

The scene before him felt familiar and disgusting.

However, the body refused to obey its orders.

Questions just came to mind.

The sliding sound of the sealed door being opened appeared.

A figure in a white coat walked to the operating table.

The fluorescent lamp then went out and was replaced by a shadowless lamp.

The figure was minding his own business wearing sterile gloves.

Then he pulled out a thin lancet.

The thick cotton mask and dimmed glasses made his face unreal.

"Very good, it seems you haven't forgotten."

"So let's get started."

A sound like thunder echoed in Rosen's ears.

He trembled unconsciously.

The face that could not be seen clearly was enlarged infinitely.

He fell into darkness again.

…

"call…"

Waking up with a gasp.

It was already bright outside the window of Huiwen Hotel.

The adverse reaction period that lasted for 48 hours was finally over.

Following doctor's advice, he now needs a lot of protein supplements.

It's best to hurry up and return to Zhang's Martial Arts School.

The four-eyed beef there is far more effective than the nutritional mixture.

In the past two days, he fell asleep and woke up countless times.

The layers of dreams and hallucinations caused by high fever made him a little confused.

After shaking his head, his chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down, and he suddenly sat up from the edge of the bed.

He took out a tube of E-type nutritional mixture, bit it in his mouth and started sucking on it.

Now he finally understood why some wastelanders would rather spend their money on purchasing weapons than inject genetic enhancement potions.

Because in the wasteland world, even if the flesh and blood body is genetically enhanced, it is difficult to resist the attack of astonishingly powerful weapons head-on.

But in this retro alternate world with extraordinary power.

Gene enhancement's increase in physical fitness can be the icing on the cake.

The two worlds have different tones and characteristics.

The resulting results are also very different.

Replenished his physical strength slightly.

Rosen moved his limbs, and all the joints in his body suddenly made "crackling" sounds.

After the strong adverse reaction, Rosen felt relaxed all over.

"It's time to go back."

He didn't practice martial arts or God training for two days, which made him a little uncomfortable.

After checking out, he walked quickly down the street.

His steps were light and vigorous, and it was obvious that his body had quietly changed.

He couldn't wait to return to the martial arts gym and see the changes in various indicators through the BP device.

…

At the same time, in the front hall of Zhang's martial arts gym.

Several middle-aged men wearing long robes were sitting on chairs.

Zhang Zhenyu's forehead was dripping with sweat, and he was sitting on pins and needles in the seat representing the martial arts master of his family's martial arts school.

"Zhenyu's virtuous nephew."

"It's not that your uncles don't give you face."

"But follow the rules."

"If a martial arts school wants to retain its signature, it must at least have a young martial artist at the Strong Bones Realm in charge."

"After Brother Yuntian passed away, there wasn't even a young martial artist in the Zhang Family Martial Arts School. We still have to pick up this sign."

"There are less than three months left before the Jinmen Martial Arts Competition in autumn. I'm afraid it will be difficult for my nephew to break through."

"It's better to take off the sign and leave, lest you be expelled from the club in public."

"Master Liang from Lifo Quan is willing to give 300 taels of settling-in allowance..."

These middle-aged martial arts masters talked all over the place.

Zhang Zhenyu's face turned red and white.

My father was a heroic martial artist all his life, but he couldn't even keep the sign of his martial arts school.

If they were forced to leave Jinmen, those thieves who coveted their father's secrets would definitely attack their brothers and sisters.

There are no more or less martial arts schools in Jinmen, a total of eighty-one.

This number is neither increasing nor decreasing.

If you want to join the new, you must first get rid of the old.

Moreover, those who retreat cannot stay and must leave Jinmen.

This is a rule set by the older generation. It is also a common rule that Jinmen warriors have followed for more than two hundred years. It has its own set of rules.

These martial arts masters in front of them were invited by a new martial arts school called Lifoquan to persuade Zhang Zhenyu to delist and leave Tianjin in advance.

Zhang Zhenyu has achieved some success in Yijin realm.

But it is undoubtedly wishful thinking to reach the strong bone realm within three months.

Strengthening bones, as the name suggests, is the strengthening of bones throughout the body.

"Lingshu Meridians" says: "When a person is born, he first becomes the essence, and then the brain is born. The bones are the trunk, the veins are the camp, the tendons are the strength, and the flesh is the wall."

This step is a small threshold among the first four realms.

Once you cross it, you can be called a little martial artist.

Covered with copper skin and iron bones, both physical fitness and strength have been significantly improved. The strength of one arm will rise to more than 5,000 kilograms.

Difficult, difficult, difficult!

But if it were to be delisted on the spot, it would be a dead end.

So Zhang Zhenyu had no choice.

"We'll see in three months!"

He said almost through gritted teeth.

It might as well be delayed for three months.

Ignore the sighs and blushes of those lobbyists and warriors.

Finally sent them all away.

The faces of the brother and sister suddenly became filled with sadness.

"Brother, why don't you ask Junior Brother Asen to borrow some money?"

"As long as those beasts in the hall get enough benefits, they will definitely be willing to come forward to protect the sign of Zhang's martial arts hall."

"This is the ancestral home of the Zhang family, and the things our father left for us are not good enough to take out..."

Zhang Yuening frowned and said softly.

But Zhang Zhenyu shook his head.

"Asen is our benefactor."

"How can you ask him to borrow money when you haven't repaid the life-saving kindness? This is against the rules!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yuening immediately pouted.

"But…"

"Don't mention this again."

"We will solve the Zhang family's troubles ourselves."

"My ancestors came to Jinmen with nothing at all, and used their fists and swords to gain dignity and family fortune."

Zhang Zhenyu has his own stubbornness.

He's an old-school guy at heart.

Knowing that he could not convince this stubborn brother, Zhang Yuening could not help but lower his head, looking very frustrated.

Just when the brother and sister fell into silence.

There was a rapid knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong!"

The mahogany door was shaken by the knocks.

It's enough to see that the visitor outside the door has a lot of strength.

After noticing the movement, the brother and sister looked at each other.

Both of them saw a hint of worry in their eyes.

Sure enough, no one opened the door.

Vulgar yelling came from outside the door.

"The Zhang family's little bastard!"

"It is only natural to pay back debts!"

"Three days and three days, how long do you want to wait?"

"Hurry up and open the door, otherwise I will blame you for throwing excrement on your plaque!"

The shouts and curses were particularly loud, making the brother and sister feel uneasy.

"Would you like to... open the door?"

Zhang Yuening muttered with his lips.

It is a great shame and humiliation to have excrement poured on a plaque.

Zhang Zhenning couldn't bear this happening.

"I'd better drive it."

He took a deep breath and walked towards the door with difficulty.

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