Waste Superpower? I Can Become Stronger Just By Breathing

Sugu took the kettle thrown by the other party without any pretense and took a big gulp down his throat.

He was not used to practicing under high gravity yet. He was feeling a little tired at this moment, and his body was already sending out signals that it was craving water.

Feng Yan threw the kettle at the perfect time.

After taking a sip of water, Sugu felt that the water he swallowed turned into energy and surged towards his limbs and bones.

It not only quenches thirst, but also removes fatigue and energy from the body.

This was no ordinary water. Sugu's eyes widened and he was slightly surprised.

Feng Yan looked at him and said with a smile: "This is regenerating water, which can help people quickly replenish their physical energy. It is the latest martial arts technology product, and it has not yet been mass-produced. It takes some credits in school to get it. .”

"Thank you." Sugu said to Feng Yan, "This thing has helped me a lot."

He looked at the kettle in his hand. He didn't expect that water could have so many ways. Sure enough, he still had to go out to broaden his horizons.

A pot of water seemed to bring the two people closer. Feng Yan walked towards Sugu and looked at the other person curiously.

I don't know about Continuous Sheng Shui. It seems that he is not from a noble family, but a commoner.

And he should be a freshman just like himself.

But in just three hours, he was able to master an A-level pace like this, a talent that even Feng Yan would be ashamed of.

"Student Sugu, I would like to ask, what is your power rating?"

Feng Yan looked at Sugu and asked seriously.

He was comparing Sugu to himself.

Although I really don't want to admit it, the opponent's understanding of combat skills may indeed be a little higher than mine.

But in terms of adaptation to the high gravity zone and physical ability, he should be stronger than Sugu.

To determine the winner, you should look at superpowers. It would be a bit impolite to directly ask what the other person's power is, so Feng Yan chose to make innuendoes.

Sugu listened to the other party's question and didn't pay attention. He smiled and said casually:

"My superpower is an inferior superpower and has no rating."

"Because of this in high school, I was assigned to the liberal arts class and was prevented from pursuing the path of martial arts."

Feng Yan was slightly stunned after hearing Sugu's experience. For a moment, he thought it was a joke made by Sugu because he didn't want others to pry into his privacy.

But looking at the helplessness in the other person's eyes, Feng Yan understood that this was true.

"Superpowers are not the entire criterion for judging a warrior."

"Student Sugu, you are able to dominate the school with your talent in combat skills. There should not be many people in the same grade who are your opponents."

"You can compete for the top two in the freshman competition in a month's time."

Feng Yan immediately comforted Su Gudao.

Although she accidentally revealed the other person's scar, she still couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. If I can compete for the top two, of course I am the first.

Three to one,

This is what I am winning!

Sugu waved his hand indifferently, and then returned the kettle to the other party.

"Thank you for the regeneration water. I'm not used to the gravity here yet, so this thing has helped me a lot."

Feng Yan nodded and resumed his nonchalant attitude again.

Although thirty times the gravity is quite terrifying, staying here still requires replenishing the replenishing water, which means that Sugu is destined not to be a threat to himself.

Feng Yan's interest in it suddenly dropped greatly.

He stretched out his hand to take the kettle from Sugu.

But the moment his fingers grasped the kettle, a heavy pressure like a mountain suddenly hit Feng Yan, and his entire face suddenly turned extremely pale.

At that moment, Feng Yan felt his blood suddenly flowing backwards, his internal organs seemed to be grabbed by evil spirits, and they were being pulled madly towards hell, and the bones in his body made moaning sounds.

"ah!"

He let out a scream, his whole vision went dark, and his body couldn't help but fall to the ground.

"Fengyan, what's wrong with you?"

Sugu was stunned and didn't understand what happened.

Just when Feng Yan was about to fall to the ground, he suddenly opened his eyes, and then put his elbows on the ground. Although he did not fall, big drops of sweat dripped from his head, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water.

"What just happened to Feng Yan." Sugu wanted to help him up.

"Don't come here!" Feng Yan seemed to have exhausted his last strength and shouted at Sugu.

Sugu paused and took a few steps back.

He also realized that the problem just now might be his own.

"Just now when I touched the kettle, I felt a terrifying force of gravity. There must be something wrong with the gravity field on your body, and it spread to me after we came into contact."

"What's going on with the gravity field on your body? Why does your body bear so much higher gravity than mine in the same space?"

Feng Yan slowly stood up from the ground, the heavy pressure just now made him still have lingering fears. If Sugu had come to help him just now, he might have died.

Sugu frowned and slowly pulled out the gravity bracelet from his sleeve. Then he turned out the display screen of the bracelet. He had been practicing and didn't pay attention. The number on the bracelet jumped from the five he set at the beginning to twenty.

"So the school doesn't actually have a rule that you must wear a gravity bracelet when entering the Thousand-story Tower?" Sugu's voice had a rare coldness.

"How could there be such a stupid rule?" Feng Yan looked at Sugu and the number twenty on his gravity bracelet, as if he was looking at a monster.

Co-author: You have been practicing in a gravity field that is twenty times stronger than mine. Just now, you were still doing A-level combat skills and frequency conversion steps there, and your movements were not deformed? !

What kind of monster is this?

At this moment, Sugu wanted to understand a lot of things in an instant. He recalled the appearance of the two people who blocked him at the entrance of the Thousand-Layered Tower, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He doesn't like to cause trouble, but he is not afraid of it.

Now that someone has offended him, Sugu doesn't mind giving him an unforgettable lesson.

After Feng Yan stood up, he immediately distanced himself from Sugu, not wanting to have any physical contact with him. He didn't even want the pot of regenerating water in Sugu's hand, and it was a shadow after looking at it.

The feeling just now almost made him see the scene of hell, and he really didn't want to experience it a second time.

"That..." Sugu looked at Feng Yan and felt a little sorry.

He felt that he was quite sorry for Feng Yan, who was obviously kind enough to replenish his vitality, but in the end he was almost tricked to death.

Sugu scratched his head, hesitated for a moment and then said: "The combat skill you just practiced, when you mobilize the muscles of your left leg, you should have a sluggish feeling, I am not wrong."

After Feng Yan heard this, his eyes towards Sugu became a little ugly.

Anyone who directly mentioned the flaws in his own moves would not be in a good mood, not to mention that Feng Yan had suffered a big loss from Sugu just now and had a very bad impression of him.

Before Feng Yan could get angry, Sugu continued:

"When you do that action, you can lower your body's center of gravity by two centimeters in advance, so that you can eliminate the sluggish feeling."

This was Sugu's way of expressing his apology. He had neither money nor anything to express his apology to Feng Yan, so he simply helped him make up for the shortcomings in his fighting skills. It can be regarded as his little thought.

Feng Yan's frown deepened.

Generally, those who are qualified to guide others to practice combat skills, or have higher proficiency in the same combat skills than the person being mentored, or even the originator of the combat skills.

It is naturally impossible for Sugu to meet this requirement. Every combat skill in the Thousand-story Tower is unique, and this combat skill was just in Feng Yan's hands and he was practicing.

Then there is only one other possibility left. The mentor's overall vision of the martial arts path far exceeds that of the mentor.

Feng Yan looked at Sugu and felt an unspeakable anger. You and I are obviously both freshmen, so how can you be qualified to guide me?

"Try it, if it doesn't work I'll apologize to you." After seeing through Feng Yan's mind, Sugu comforted him and said.

Feng Yan took a deep breath and suppressed the unhappiness in his heart.

He followed what Sugu said and began to practice the combat skill just now.

When he used his left leg to lower his center of gravity as Sugu said, something incredible happened.

That feeling of stagnation has really disappeared!

Even the movements of the entire move have become smoother. There is a subtle gap. Only Feng Yan, a combat skill user, knows how big the gap is.

If Sugu hadn't woken him up, he didn't know how long he would have been groping alone.

After a set of combat skills was completed, Feng Yan asked with some trembling: "Su...Brother Su, how did you see it?"

"As long as you know more combat skills, you can naturally understand by analogy." Sugu replied with a smile.

Feng Yan was silent.

A little more... a little more?

What exactly is this extra combat skill?

Feng Yan looked at Sugu and felt a little numb now.

Physical talent, the opponent can practice under fifty times gravity. The combat skill talent is even more capable of rubbing against oneself.

Maybe I am indeed a little stronger than the opponent because of my own special ability.