The Age of Gaowu: I can advance my future cultivation

"Under normal circumstances, it takes half a year for the first success of the Hundred Falcon Fist."

"The second consummation takes a year."

"The third consummation takes three years!"

This is a volume of Yellow-rank special combat techniques comparable to the Xuan Rank, and it should take a lot of time to cultivate.

"My cultivation efficiency, there is a bit of a problem..." Su

Yu's gaze subconsciously fell on his system interface and took a deep breath.

"System, what is the situation?"

"Ding..."

as if he felt Su Yu's thoughts.

In Su Yu's ears, the system's iconic prompt sounded again, and in an instant, a new line of information appeared in Su Yu's field of vision.

[Current advance project: Hundred Falcon Fist three months (2160 hours) cultivation income (late stage of the first-level martial artist, cultivation progress 'not started', superior understanding)] [Current return plan: 700 hours of cultivation time of the Hundred Falcon Fist (the peak of the first-level martial artist, the cultivation progress 'third mastery', the

understanding of the superior)]

"The understanding of the superior?"

Look at the answer given by the system.

Su Yu people are stupid.

"My understanding, is it a superior?"

This time, there was no reply.

But Su Yu already knew it in his heart.

"It seems that this is some kind of crosser benefit? Because of crossing, I involve spiritual attributes, that is, the so-called understanding, comprehension, incomparably excellent?

Su Yu's expression was a little strange.

After all, this setting is really a little....

"It's a little early!"

But it has to be said that this is absolutely good news.

After all, in this high-martial world, factors such as the qualifications and root bones that affect the martial artist's qi and blood cultivation efficiency, the speed of breaking the realm, etc., although the treasures needed to improve are expensive, they are not nothing.

A secret treasure that can influence the understanding of warriors.

At least as far as Su Yu knew, don't talk about him.

Even the first person recognized by Jiangbei, that eighth-level grandmaster, Jiangbei Town General, could not touch the secret treasure of this level!

That was the treasure that the prince could already chase after the Terran's supreme warriors who could already cast their eyes on the starry sky!

"In this way, the first place in the placement assessment must be fought for!"

In Su Yu's eyes, determination emerged.

Originally, Su Yu also planned to repay this round of advanced cultivation as soon as possible by mainly cultivating the Hundred Falcon Fist in the next few days.

But now, Su Yu has changed his plan.

"Don't worry about the Hundred Falcon Fist side first, in the next few days, it will still be mainly based on qi and blood cultivation!"

Take out the spirit bones that were previously disassembled, boil all the remaining amounts, and divide them into nine parts, corresponding to the next nine days of cultivation, after packing.

Su Yu directly dispersed the medicine of the day, drank it all, felt the qi and blood suddenly boiling in his body, immediately ran the basic forging method, and began to enter the state of cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, nine days passed.

"Today, it's the day of the placement assessment!"

Slowly opening his eyes and stretching his muscles, Su Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Facing forward, the training target is punched out.

"Bang!"

When the fist fell, the target shook, and the electronic display next to it, after a short silence, also jumped out a brand new number!

【Strength: 199.78kg】

"The fist power is infinitely close to two hundred kilograms, which means that my qi and blood level has now reached more than 1.9, that is..."

On this basis, superimposing the third mastery of the Hundred Falcon Fist brings three points and a half times the increase in combat power, plus the basic combat power.

Su Yu's actual combat strength can already truly compete with a fourth-level official martial artist.

"The first place in the placement assessment, I, determined to win!"

Easing the excitement in his heart, Su Yu put on his school uniform, pushed the door out, and hurried in the direction of Jiangbei Seventh Middle School.

Soon -

Jiangbei No. 7 Middle School, School Square!

"It's really lively."

Coming to the school square again, the scene was more lively than when he was in the martial arts test before, I don't know how many times, so that Su Yu couldn't help but sigh.

However, this is also expected.

After all, in the previous round of martial arts tests, all the ordinary students who did not die were going, but there were only two or three hundred people.

But this time is different.

It's not just fresh martial arts students who have passed the martial arts test.

There are also many students in the first and second years of high school, who specially rushed to the school to watch the ceremony, hoping to learn something from the actual combat assessment of the outstanding seniors.

Even if you can't learn anything, at least you can broaden your horizons!

"Hey, classmate Su Yu, over here and here!"

On the square, the martial arts students who came early were also standing tightly in the preparation area, and Su Yu was looking for a vacant seat, but he heard someone greeting warmly.

When he looked up, it was the chubby Zhang Yue, waving his arms and smiling on his face.

"Over here, I helped you reserve a seat."

Su Yu smiled, did not shirk, and walked directly over.

And the other martial arts students, looking at Zhang Yue, had some doubts in their eyes, and then looked at Su Yu's eyes, they were all different.

Zhang Yue's family situation is very good, and Zhang Yue's own strength is also very strong.

Especially after Zhang Yue became a martial artist, relying on his solid family situation and several martial arts shops operated by his family, this was a unique condition.

Zhang Yue did not take all kinds of high-quality pills, and they were all the kind with few impurities and few side effects.

Strength is improving quite quickly.

When he was in the lecture hall that day, Zhang Yue's strength had already reached the completion of a first-level martial artist, and now ten days have passed, Zhang Yue's body shape has been thin, and the whole person's spirit is becoming more and more shaky.

Obviously, he had broken through that layer of bottleneck and become a true second-level martial artist.

Moreover, the aura condensation is extremely solid, and it is by no means as simple as the early stage of a second-level martial artist.

Such a strength is already considered to be the level of excellent old students, even if it cannot be among the top ten, among the top thirty, it is more than enough to take a place in the Tianjiao class.

On the other hand, look at Su Yu.

When Zhong Baoguo informed the news of the placement assessment that day, many old students could see Su Yu's choice.

"Elective Hundred Falcon?"

Many old students, although they didn't say anything that day, they all sneered at Su Yu's choice, and even their evaluation of Su Yu was reduced a lot.

In particular, Su Yu had not heeded Zhong Baoguo's kind advice, which made many old students feel that Su Yu was too arrogant.

"It's not worth deep friendship!"

Let alone.

"With only ten days, it is impossible for Su Yu to cultivate the [Hundred Falcon Fist] to the point of mastering it first, so that Su Yu, who only has the strength of a first-level late martial artist, let alone enter the top thirty and rank among the key martial arts classes."

"Even entering the top 100 is quite suspenseful!"

Such strength, compared with Zhang Yue, the gap is quite large.

But now, Zhang Yue is extremely enthusiastic about Su Yu, and it can even be said that he is a little courteous, but it makes many old students a little incomprehensible.

"This Su Yu, why is he valued so highly by Zhang Yue?"