I become extraordinary by adding points

Chapter 23 Swordsmanship Hall (please read it!)
As soon as the pill entered his stomach, Mark felt extremely hot all over his body. The pain in his body instantly eased a lot, but at the same time, his body also began to twitch violently.

"Hurry, huff..." Mark's body kept panting due to violent convulsions, and large beads of sweat fell from his cheeks to the ground.

He looked as if he had just experienced a strenuous exercise, his whole body was sweating, and his clothes clung to his skin, revealing the outline of his muscles.

This state lasted for a long time before slowly calming down.

Mark opened his eyes, and he could clearly see that the dense wounds on his body had disappeared, replaced by healed scars. Although the scars were still a bit hideous and scary, they were finally much better than before.

Mark feels very good now, his whole body feels refreshed and he feels indescribably relaxed.

Especially since his power has become even greater than before!

But there was no trace of joy on Mark's face. Instead, he frowned deeply, because this change was achieved after consuming a lot of his lifespan.

Although Mark is only in his thirties, his current body cells and organs are almost the same as those of an old man in his 50s. His various body functions have begun to deteriorate, and now he is just relying on the effects of drugs. Just maintain it.

The look of hatred in Mark's eyes flashed away, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.

He should have had a great time, but now?

He only has half a life left!
"Lin An! I'm going to make your life worse than death!" Mark roared angrily and walked towards the darkness.

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The next morning.

Lin An got into a high-end car arranged for him by Luo Teng. This car and its driver would serve him exclusively in the future.

In addition, Luo Teng also sent a retired soldier with a gun certificate to protect Lin An.

As the car drove on the road, Lin An sat in the back seat and checked the information of the martial arts coach.

After reading this information, Lin An also had a general understanding of this coach.

The coach's name is Justin. He is not a native of Lane, but an immigrant from the Federation. He is good at many fighting techniques, but the one that interests Lin An the most is a fighting technique called Kailuo Knife.

Although this trainer's sword skills are very strong and can even accurately hit balls thrown from all directions on the body, this is still within the normal range and does not deviate from common sense, let alone any extraordinary power.

It's just that through long-term training, the body's reflexes have become very strong, and the physical fitness is stronger than that of ordinary people. In theory, it is still an ordinary person who can be knocked down with one shot.

Lin An felt that the opponent's physical quality might not even be as strong as his.

If the opponent was allowed to fight Lin An one-on-one without a knife, Lin An would be absolutely sure to beat the opponent to death.

But even so, Lin An still plans to learn. He hopes to improve his combat effectiveness by learning sword skills. After all, with his current physical fitness, if he has a weapon in hand, killing ordinary people is like chopping for him. It’s as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

More than 20 minutes later, the car slowly stopped in front of a building.

Lin An got out of the car and looked up at the swordsmanship gym in front of him with a smile on his face. This place was exactly his destination. This swordsmanship gym was run by his martial arts coach.

The swordsmanship hall is called Kailuo swordsmanship hall, and "Kailuo" means killing in the ancient language of the Federation.

The swordsmanship hall covers an area of ​​about 400 square meters and is quite luxuriously decorated. The layout inside is very spacious and the space is very large.As the owner of the gym, Justin rarely appears in the swordsmanship gym. Even if he does, he will not teach swordsmanship unless someone pays a lot of money to choose Justin for one-on-one private training.

Teaching swordsmanship on a daily basis is the job of several other instructors in the gym.

Thanks to Troten, Lin An can let Justin teach him one-on-one.

Lin An walked into the swordsmanship hall, and the cool cold air rushed towards him. Lin An squinted his eyes slightly and looked around the surrounding environment. This is a federal-style decoration. The floors and walls are all made of wooden materials, full of federal style. .

Because it is not a mainstream study time, looking around, there are not many people in the spacious swordsmanship hall, only a few 30 people.

Two sturdy young men were doing bench presses with equipment nearby. Several men and women were surrounding the two young men. The two young men were standing opposite each other holding wooden knives, apparently sparring.

There was also a tall man, sitting on a seat nearby, with his legs crossed, looking leisurely at the competition scene in front of him.

Lin An's arrival attracted the attention and glances of several people in the hall, but then they all moved away and continued to do their own things.

Only the man who was sitting stood up when he saw Lin An and walked quickly towards Lin An: "You are Lin An, Mr. Lin, right?"

"Well, who are you?" Lin An asked doubtfully.

"My name is Barton, and I am the coach in the gym." The man stretched out his right arm and said, "The gym owner is waiting for Mr. Lin. Mr. Lin, please come with me."

Lin An nodded and followed Barton towards the second floor of the Sword Art Museum.

While leading the way, Barton introduced Lin An: "The owner of the museum has given instructions. If Mr. Lin needs anything, just ask him. I will do my best to help you."

"Thank you." Lin An said politely. He could see that Barton's status in the swordsmanship hall was not low. If nothing unexpected happened, he would stay here for a while in the future, and there would be no harm in establishing a good relationship with him.

Not long after the two walked, they arrived in front of a room.

Barton knocked on the door, and after hearing a voice asking him to come in, he opened the door and took Lin An in.

Lin An entered the room and found that it was a spacious room, half the size of a basketball court. There were two knife racks around the room, with wooden knives and iron knives placed respectively.

In addition to Lin An and Barton, there was a muscular man standing in the center of the room. The man was wearing a black vest, exposing his strong arms.

"Master, Mr. Lin is here." Barton stepped forward and said respectfully.

The middle-aged man turned around, revealing an upright face. His skin was wheat-colored, his face was sharp and angular, showing resoluteness, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

He looks like an ordinary man on the outside, but Lin An knows that he is anything but simple.

The middle-aged man nodded to Barton, indicating that he understood, and Barton turned and left.

"Mr. Lin, my name is Justin Walter. You can just call me Coach Justin. You are welcome to study with me. I think you already know my information." Justin came over and extended his right hand to Lin An enthusiastically.

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