Integrating the white beard template, I will create a prosperous world with one punch

After practicing three more times to ensure that each time was exactly the same, Chu Yiming stopped.

He found that his data template suddenly added an entry.

Name: Chu Yiming

Grade: Late Bronze

Power: 200
Wisdom: 13
Physical resistance: 100
Magic resistance: 100
Template: Whitebeard (20%)

Abilities: Zhenzhen Fruit (14%), Dajiuhao (57%), Congyuncut Great Swordsmanship (21%)

Weapon: Guan Dao (Gold Level, Strength +50)

Combat skills: basic swordsmanship (100%, when using sword weapons, the destructive power increases by 3%)

Chu Yiming sighed lightly, it turned out that learning other combat skills would also be reflected in his own template.

Although the basic swordsmanship has a very limited increase in combat power, it is better than nothing, not to mention that this is only the first combat skill Chu Yiming has learned.

If you learn more in the future, it will be a big boost if you add them up.

Now that the progress has reached [-]%, there is no need to spend any more time on it.

Chu Yiming came to a force measuring machine, ready to start his second practice.

The detail is to control the power when using the sword, so the force measuring machine in front of you is the best auxiliary tool.

Chu Yiming slashed with his sword lightly.

6769KG.

A data that is extremely terrifying to normal people appears, but this is already the result of his utmost restraint.

"Okay, let's set the first small goal. I want to control the strength of the sword at 6666KG."

Chu Yiming found the feeling of the sword just now, chop!
8755KG.

His brows twitched unconsciously, he didn't expect it to be so different.

It's quite difficult.

carry on.

As Chu Yiming kept swinging his sword, the numbers on the machine screen kept jumping.

Either it's high or it's low.

Finally, 6666KG appeared once, and before he was happy, the next one did not know where the offset went.

Only then did he know that this sword relied on luck.

Chu Yiming imagined that the tip of the sword was his finger, and gently poked him against the machine.

10KG1001000
He watched the numbers keep increasing, carefully understanding the nuances of each point of strength.

It took Chu Yiming almost an hour to stabilize the number at 6666, and even the 1KG jump up and down did not appear.

After he thought he had thoroughly analyzed the magnitude of this force, he swung the sword again.

6689KG.

Chu Yiming frowned.

"Find the right way."

Another hour passed.

Chu Yiming made three sword strikes in a row, and each sword could freeze the number on the screen at 6666KG.

"Okay, next challenge is to reduce 100KG each time."

The long-term muscle tension and mental concentration made even Chu Yiming's physique feel a bit too much for him.

He rubbed his sore arms.

"continue!"

Chu Yiming took out his phone and checked the time. It was just three o'clock.

It's still early.

In the room, Chu Yiming continued to unleash his sword, and soon attracted a large number of people who paid attention to him.

"That buddy over there is too fierce. I think he practiced for two hours without stopping for a second."

"It is estimated that there are almost ten thousand swords out?"

"Who says it's not? Where did this abnormality come from? Normal people can't stand such high-intensity training for 5 minutes. Even the awakened people have to stop after half an hour of training."

"Is he also an awakener?"

"definitely."

Everyone cast envious eyes.

There were not a few awakened people in the field, and they also noticed Chu Yiming who was training silently.

Some people were a little unconvinced and secretly competed with Chu Yiming.

"His grandma, I really don't believe you won't be tired."

Another hour passed.

Those who competed also died down.

Looking at Chu Yiming is like looking at a monster.

"Is this really human?"

More and more people were paying attention to Chu Yiming, but he didn't notice it at all.

Because at this moment, all of Chu Yiming's mind was immersed in the sword swing.

He seemed to have entered a strange space, in which he was the only one who kept swinging his sword.

suddenly.

Chu Yiming stopped training, stood still, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Everyone also heaved a sigh of relief.

"Sure enough, this monster will be tired."

"He should have reached his limit."

Under the vague attention of everyone, Chu Yiming grabbed a handful of grapes.

While eating, he went straight to the door of the inner hall.

"Brother, you're in the wrong place. The bathing place is next to you. If you want to go out, the direction is reversed."

Someone kindly reminded him that Chu Yiming was afraid that he would be so stupid that he couldn't tell the direction.

Chu Yiming turned his head to look at the person who spoke, they were two brothers, civil and military, who came in with him.

"Thank you for the reminder, I did not go wrong."

Then, under the puzzled eyes of everyone, Chu Yiming walked into the inner hall.

Xiaowen was stunned.

"Isn't he a newcomer like us?"

At the side, a hunky man who was wiping his sweat was visibly stunned when he heard the word "newcomer".

Silently complained.

"I'll go, sure enough, the newcomers are all monsters."

Then he smiled maliciously and said to the few people around him.

"I bet ten seconds, this kid will be beaten out."

"You are still too conservative, I bet five seconds."

On the other side, as soon as Chu Yiming entered the door, he attracted the attention of everyone in the inner hall.

"A raw face?"

"Hey, boy, this is not a place you can come in casually."

A young man in a loose robe said to Chu Yiming.

Zhu Xiao also looked at Chu Yiming very puzzled.

Didn't you already tell him clearly that the inner hall is a place that can only be entered at a subtle level?
Chu Yiming let out a cry.

Like Zhu Xiao, throwing a grape.

The big wooden sword in his hand was like threading a needle, and he stabbed with a few swords.

As the peeled and intact grapes fell into his palm, Chu Yiming spoke lightly.

"That should be all right?"

Just when he had trained to the point where he could control his strength at will, he suddenly felt that Zhu Xiao's movements seemed to be able to be completed by him, so he chose to stop training and go to the inner hall.

It's not like what other people think, if he wants to, at least he can practice for a day and a night.

But his talent is too high to allow him to spend so much time training.

The other people in the inner hall were just a little surprised, thinking that this is another genius appearing, he is only eighteen or nineteen years old, right?
And Zhu Xiao opened his mouth wide.

Ah. Ah. Ah.
He crossed?

Obviously Chu Yiming just came this afternoon, right?

His basic swordsmanship was given to him by himself.

Then Chu Yiming took the sign belonging to the inner hall and left first.

There are other things tonight. It's not too early now, and the past is just right.

Looking at the back of Chu Yiming going away, everyone was silent.

The two who bet just now lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Chu Yiming.

They recognized the sign that Chu Yiming hung on his waist.