Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: Billions of Times Talent

Walking on the road of the community, some young people who ran and exercised at night greeted him warmly.

"Grandpa Zhang, good evening!"

"Good evening." Jiang Yuan also greeted people with a smile on his face.

Everyone respected Jiang Yuan very much, for nothing else, just because he was an old warrior, the first group of fighters to resist on the front line of mankind and guard their homeland in the cataclysm.

After walking for about ten minutes, Jiang Yuan came to the southeast corner of the community, where there is an open-air elderly fitness venue.

Unlike the fitness venues of the previous life, there are some strength exercise equipment, and in it, there is also a strength testing machine.

Only one meter high, it resembles a tombstone, with a six-inch screen on top.

Such machines are everywhere throughout the city, making it easy for people to detect how powerful they are.

However, this kind of machine in the community is a little old, it is also an old generation of machines, and the limit test is 10,000 catties.

It seems that 10,000 catties is not much, but in the entire community, there are not even a few martial artists, not to mention a martial artist with a fist power of 10,000 catties, which is completely enough.

Jiang Yuan looked around like a thief.

Because of the rain during the day, the water in the ground area was very serious, and no one came to exercise, so Jiang Yuan put down his heart and walked to the machine.

"Because of the regression of qi and blood, I am no longer a martial artist, I am afraid that my fist power is only more than four hundred, and the minimum martial artist requirement is five hundred, a difference of one hundred, and I can't exert the first increase effect of shocking fists, I don't know if it can have an effect after comprehending the whole book."

Jiang Yuan was still very apprehensive in his heart.

He took a deep breath, his face gradually became solemn, and the thing in front of him seemed to be not a machine, turning into a terrifying ferocious beast.

The fist clenched suddenly, and a punch slammed in.

Bang....

The fist hit the machine, the whole machine trembled slightly, the screen lit up, and a line of numbers appeared.

457 pounds

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yuan's eyes flashed with gloom.

For this outcome, he had already predicted it.

"If you don't use the shock fist increase, the test in three days will definitely be taken the title of warrior, and by then, I will have the greatest financial support."

Jiang Yuan's eyes sharpened, his fist raised again, slowly closed his eyes, and suddenly opened them in the next second.

The fist also hit out instantly.

All the knowledge in your head about Shake Fist, running fast.

This punch, he used the first increase of the shock fist.

Bang....

The moment the fist and the machine collided, the machine appeared violently shaking and floating, and the sound of rattling continued to sound, and the original 457 rose wildly.

It finally froze at 914 pounds before stopping.

Seeing this line of numbers, Jiang Yuan's eyes widened, and he inhaled deeply into his chest in one breath, and slowly spit it out for a long time.

"I, I, I..."

Jiang Yuan was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and after five years, he once again punched out the increase in shocking fists, and tears almost flowed out of his eyes with excitement.

Ordinary people need to reach five hundred pounds of fist power to become martial artists, which belongs to junior martial artists, and 1,500 catties belongs to intermediate martial artists.

Three thousand jin fist power, belongs to a high-level martial artist, in the upward, breaking through ten thousand jin, is a martial artist.

In the city, the lowest is a martial artist instructor level, in charge of a martial arts hall, or university coach, the strength is strong, and the monthly allowance is also huge, more than six figures.

"This is only the first increase in the shock fist, the second and even the highest ninth! Can I type it out? "

Jiang Yuan's heart was agitated, and his face became a little rosy because of his excitement.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yuan closed his eyes, and according to the knowledge he had comprehended before, he suddenly opened his eyes in the next second and bombarded him with a punch.

Bang....

This time, the shaking of the machine was more obvious, and in an instant, the sound of rattling sounded again, and the number of 917 continued to grow wildly.

The final frame was fixed at 1371 pounds.

"Shhhhhh

This time, Jiang Yuan couldn't believe his eyes.

It really doubled, and the original power tripled.

"Nine times ..."

Jiang Yuan muttered, a little unbelievable, his whole body was trembling with excitement, nothing shocked him more than at this moment.

"Go on..."

Jiang Yuan's eyes were fiery, his fists were crackling, and his bones were stretching.

Bang bang bang....

The fists landed madly on the machine, and the increase in each punch was frantically superimposed, and the rattling sound made by the machine almost did not stop.

1828......

2285......

2742......

3199......

When Jiang Yuan stopped, the number on the screen froze at 4113

"Nine times ... Increase......

Even if he had a premonition in his heart, but really seeing the above figures, it still made him gasp, his face was shocked, and he had a dreamy feeling.

"Is this really the number I typed?"

Jiang Yuan's whole body was trembling slightly, his breathing was rapid, and he tried his best to suppress the mood of concussion in his heart.

According to the unified regulations of the Human Alliance, the fist power reaches three thousand catties, that is, a high-level warrior, although the allowance number remains unchanged, but it is also a character.

You know, in the community where he lives now, there are not even a few junior martial artists, almost none of the intermediate martial artists, and as for the senior martial artists, they do not exist.