Draw upgrades from Devour

Chapter 4 Hit people to death!
Zhao Ling'er on the side was even more anxious, and she rushed forward, trying to stop her.

But in the face of these changes, Wang Jie's mind was completely calm at this time, as if he had been brought into a special state.

There seems to be a young man who has practiced martial arts since he was a child. His amazing talent and long-lasting endurance have made him a small success in martial arts. The skills of various boxing arts seem to be memorized by the body, and every punch and gesture is natural. And move.

But he is not satisfied with this, the meaning of life lies in the struggle, he joined the international assassination mercenary organization, and then accepted the mission inside, killed people, or fought with others, countless times of life and death crises, countless He took his life against the world, and on top of countless heads, he sat on the high throne, and he became the king of this dark world.

But he is not satisfied with this, and continues to climb the road that many ancestors have traveled, which is difficult but firm.

However, the fragments only stop at the journey he continued to start, and the subsequent realm is no longer achievable by Huajin.

In just an instant, Wang Jie seemed to have gone through the process from the beginning of martial arts training to the process of bright energy, dark energy, and even the finalization of energy. All of them benefited a lot. The similar power-generating skills are like using a carving knife with the system, deeply engraved in Wang Jie's mind and body, and can be fully activated with just a slight movement.

Feeling the fist wind that was about to rush to the turbulent, Wang Jie really felt that it was too simple, he didn't have any moves, and he didn't have any momentum. This kind of existence has defeated too many in his memory. In the later stage, he even gave GOD the qualification to step up nor.

His eyes were fixed, and to everyone's surprise, he turned slightly sideways, avoiding Zhao Hao's punch almost by a hair, stepped forward, and his body tilted sideways, like a mountain vibrating, towards Zhao Hao's body. It's just a collision.

The speed was so fast and the force was so fierce that the ground seemed to tremble for several minutes.

Bajiquan, rely on Tieshan!
The whole body is tense, the muscles of both arms are stretched out, like tangled vines, strong and powerful, and the right elbow is pushed out, with an aura of fighting to the end with force, which makes Zhao Hao suddenly shot.

His mind slowed down a step, besides, Wang Jie's reaction was far beyond Zhao Hao's expectation, his body was defenseless, and he was bumped into directly.

There was a sharp pain in the chest, as if the supporting bones were directly broken, the heart seemed to stop suddenly at this moment, the whole person flew upside down, a mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air, and splashed into the air, like a layer of blood mist.

The whole place was sluggish.

Zhao Linger, who rushed over, froze in place.

But Wang Jie, who has already entered the state, will not let Zhao Hao go so easily.

Hit a snake to hit seven inches, hit a person to kill!This is the valuable experience gained by GOD in countless bloody battles.

With one step, the earth rang, and his body was chasing after Zhao Hao who was soaring. In an instant, he was at the same speed as he was flying backwards. A muffled sound like thunder.

But at the moment when it was about to fall, Wang Jie frowned, and the fist he waved was already held by a pair of big hands full of calluses.

A deep voice sounded: "Xiaojie, so far, you have won."

Looking at the burly man who suddenly jumped out, his face had a scar running through his entire face, giving people the feeling of a terrorist. Although he didn't show any face, he just had a sense of calmness and prestige , all the onlookers at the scene were stunned for a moment, and then they shouted in unison with respect in their eyes: "Instructor."

I was even more shocked by Wang Jie's attack in my heart. Instructor Zhou Cheng, the curator of this thunder and lightning martial arts gym, is the most powerful and powerful figure.

According to the rules of Thunder Martial Arts, the students all call him instructor.

But generally speaking, the curator seldom came to the teaching building for junior students, and mostly stayed in the teaching building for advanced students. He didn't expect to show up today, and he still prevented a private fight.

"Oh!"

Being blocked, Zhao Hao flew far away, and finally fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

And being clenched, Wang Jie's eyes flickered.

Not fun.

"Ding, the host completes the second main task and gets a chance to draw a first-order lottery."

"It is detected that the host meets a high-level warrior, and the host's current state of inspiration, and the system issues side mission one"

"Practical Instructor"

"Mission description: The instructor in front of you is the best target in actual combat. It will not be injured, and it can also allow the host to perform at its full potential, so please challenge the strong ones to the host."

"Mission Reward: Fifteen Lottery Points"

"Reminder: Lottery points can be used to exchange for lucky draw opportunities, and ten lucky draw points can be exchanged for one first-order lucky draw opportunity"

"May I ask if the host accepts the mission?"

Listening to the prompt in his mind, Wang Jie smiled from the bottom of his heart.

There is no victory or defeat requirement, and a simple exchange of ideas can still be enjoyable.

Such a good thing, can he not accept it?
I also figured out in my heart that apart from the main quests that cannot be rejected, there are still side quests that can be accepted freely, and then I agreed to accept them in my heart.

His eyes flickered, and he let the system use the new lucky draw chance without hesitation.

In my memory, this Instructor Zhou Cheng met his parents and was a good friend. He often visited his house when he was a child, so he was called Xiaojie.

And because of this, he once inadvertently asked his parents Zhou Cheng's strength, saying that he was a high-level fighter.

The minimum requirement for a high-level fighter is that the strength has reached an astonishing 4000 kilograms. One punch is 4 tons. What is the concept? A large truck that is 4 meters taller than a floor is only about 4 tons. A fist swing is equivalent to the impact of a large truck. With one punch, the sky will collapse and the earth will collapse, but it will not be a problem to smash the ground and make a few big holes. It is a proper humanoid excavator.

There is also a speed of 60 meters per second, a [-]-meter race, a little more than one second, an unbelievable number, of course, it may be a bit empty and has no concept.

To put it simply, 60 meters per second is converted to 216 kilometers per hour. The maximum speed limit of a car on a high speed is generally 216, which is almost [-] kilometers away from [-] kilometers per hour. At a speed of [-], old drivers should know how fast it is.

The most important thing is that a high-level fighter swung a punch with four tons of force at the enemy at a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour, far exceeding the speed of a car, and the superimposed enhancement in it was even more powerful. Needless to say.

Humanoid tyrannosaurus is a term that can be used to describe high-level fighters, even intermediate fighters whose strength has been halved.

(End of this chapter)