The era of national fighting

After Tian Lang opened the Baizhan Space, he suddenly disappeared. He came to an empty room with a huge ball of light in the middle of the room.

Tian Lang tried to ask, "You are the God of War." A human face appeared in the ball of light, "Yes, the host."

"Where's my initial benefits?" Tian Lang asked impatiently.A row of boxes and a dice appeared in front of him.

Tian Lang didn't know what that meant when he asked, God of War answered, because the creators of the design system liked to gamble, they set the host to hold dice to determine how many benefits he could get, it was completely resigned to fate.

I hate gambling, Tian Lang cursed the main creators, while holding the dice helplessly, he saw the dice spinning in the air, he kept praying for six, I want six.

The dice stopped, and the side marked with three was facing up. According to the rules, he could choose three boxes at will as his own welfare.

Tian Lang didn't know which one was better, so he picked the first one, the last one and the middle one.With trepidation he opened the first one.

Inside the box was a test tube filled with blue liquid, and the information of this item immediately appeared in Tian Lang's mind:
The perfect level of G virus, the latest research results in the world of biohazard, has no side effects, perfectly changes the user's body, so as to reach the peak of the human body's function, and unlock the talent skills.

"Congratulations to the host, I have to say, your luck is really good, it is actually a perfect level G virus. Will the host use it immediately?"

Tian Lang excitedly said that of course he would use it. A wicked smile appeared on the face of God of War, a white light enveloped him, and a mechanical voice sounded, "Inject the perfect level of G virus".

At first, he didn't feel much, but after half a minute, Tian Lang felt that tens of thousands of ants were devouring his body, every muscle was tearing, blood vessels were varicose like earthworms, and the skin protruded obviously, as if wrapped around an old tree vines on.

Tian Lang let out a heart-piercing wail, but just a few minutes, to him, it seemed as long as a century.

Tian Lang looked like he was fished out of the water, "It hurts too much, why didn't you say it earlier." The God of War gave him a look of contempt, "There is no free lunch in this world, and there is no gain if you don't pay. It’s not worth the ten or twenty years of penance that other people’s physical strength has.”

Tian Lang thinks about it too. He feels his current body carefully. Every muscle is full of strength, and the skin looks very elastic. The important thing is that a tough film appears between the skin and the flesh, like a layer of The protective layer tightens the head muscles.

According to the memory of the predecessor, the fighting realm in this world is divided into six stages: force, strength, qi, yuan, gang, and evil.

Although everyone practiced fighting.But the vast majority of people are at the stage of strength, and those who can achieve strength are all small masters.

People are used to calling practitioners at the level of Li Jin fighters, they are the base level of the pyramid in the world of fighting, those who reach the Qi level are fighters, and the meta-levels are great fighters, this is the middle layer of the pyramid, such a layer has extremely Great power now.

Those who have cultivated the qi are the fighting kings, and those who have condensed the gangster into evil are the fighting kings. They stand at the top of the pyramid.

The sign of great success in the power stage is the formation of a skin membrane. With this layer of skin membrane, the body can be better protected and the damage can be reduced when it is hit hard. Even if it is stabbed with a sharp weapon, it can only break the skin and not hurt the inner part.

It can be said that the current Tian Lang has reached the level that his predecessor may have taken decades to reach, "By the way, didn't that say it will activate the talent skill? Where is it?"

"Please ask the host to read the skill column to check it by yourself"

Tian Lang opened the skill bar: the talent skill was super restored.

Detailed description: No matter how serious the injury is, it will recover in the shortest time. It can be said that as long as it is not killed by someone, it will not die, even if it is broken, it can grow back.

"Hahaha" Tian Lang laughed loudly, "Who will I be afraid of in the future, I can't beat him to death."

"Correct me, it's not easy to be beaten to death, not impossible to be beaten to death."

"That's pretty much the same."

Tian Lang opened the second selected box with hope, and there was a book inside, and the message appeared in his mind again:
The cheats of non-influential Sanda are divided into: non-influential, yellow-level, mysterious-level, earth-level, celestial-level, and god-level.

Tian Lang shook his head in disappointment, picked up the secret book and slapped it. The secret book turned into a white light and flew into his mind. He closed his eyes tightly. After a while, when he opened his eyes, he had become a Sanda master.

Tian Lang opened the last box again, which contained a bottle of red potion. The God of War reminded that this was the red potion, and potions were divided into human level, earth level, and sky level.

Tian Lang's initial welfare is generally good. With his realm and fighting skills, the system gave a moderate evaluation.

Tian Lang asked the God of War. The Baizhan Space is his private space, which can be used for storage and rest. If you want to decorate the room, you need to use combat power points to exchange for furniture.

Tian Lang thought for a while, it was already late at night outside, let's wait until dawn in the space, idle and bored, he called up the skills in the skill bar again: Talent Skill Super Restoration,
Fighting skills: low-level level: Sanda, tiger boxing (the popular boxing method learned by the predecessor)
Dazed, Zhan Sheng informed him that it was dawn, and Tian Lang got up to move around, thinking that he must get a bed to come in next time.

Leaving the space, Tian Lang took a breath of the first morning air in this world, not to mention at least there is no smog.

Shaking his head and thinking for a while, Tian Lang still decided to follow the life trajectory of his predecessor. According to his memory, he wobbled towards Bincheng University.

Cultivation is good. If you were on the earth, you would have to get tired after running such a long distance, but here, you don't even sweat at all.

After showing his student ID at the gate, Tian Lang entered the gate. Well, it really is a famous university with a really nice environment, shaded by green willows, and the air is so fresh.

Just about to go to the dormitory to exercise according to the memory, a fat guy blocked Tian Lang's way, and he adjusted the memory.

The fat man in front of him is Xu Jie, the son of a businessman. Like his predecessor, he is a well-known crane tail in the school. The two have been competing for the last place in the school's fighting list.

Maybe the bears also cherish each other, the two are each other's only friends, because no one wants to be friends with them except each other at school.

Xu Jie looked at Tian Lang, "Why do you dare to come back? What are you doing with Xiang Zibiao? Last night, Zuo Pengyu asked someone to come to the dormitory to look for you."

Tian Lang snorted, and Xu Jie said anxiously, "Hurry up and run, Zuo Pengyu said, as long as I see you, I will let you know why the flowers are so popular."

"That seems to be too late." Tian Lang looked behind Xu Jie and shrugged.