Resurrection: I have an infinite crafting bar

This was unanimously approved by the master and some warriors.

That's why a group of students train there so hard.

And basically every student wears a variety of weights to study every day. For example, Wang Zhe has a weight of almost 200 kg, and Fang Ping, a scumbag, also carries a 100 kg weight to and from school every day.

As for Luo Xiu, of course he also has.

"Ok?"

"Look, people from Class 7?"

"Have these guys come to training early in the morning?"

"what's the situation?"

Some students were a little dumbfounded when they saw the large troop from Class 7 approaching.

Early self-study martial arts is voluntary, so usually only a small group of people train together, but it is impossible for a class like this to mobilize collectively.

Countless students stopped their training immediately and looked at the students of Class [-] who entered the gymnasium.

"Wang Zhe, what's the matter?"

"You don't have early self-study in class, have you changed to group martial arts training?"

A student from another class looked at Wang Zhe, who was walking at the back, and asked suddenly.

Wang Zhe is considered a famous figure in Sioux City No. [-] Middle School. Of course, Lin Qiuli is more famous, but as a school belle and a quasi-warrior, most people dare not talk to him.

"It's nothing, bring our classmates over to test!"

Wang Zhe said casually, but the students in other classes were even more surprised.

Why do you need so many people to come together to test your strength? !

Are you so free?

"Have you broken through as a quasi-martial artist?"

"Fuck, it's fine. In this case, there are two quasi-warriors in your class 7!"

"After Class 1, it's your class!"

The other person suddenly thought of something and yelled loudly there, but Wang Zhe was a little depressed, this guy...has so many associations.

He really hopes that he can break through 1 ton, but he is still a long way from this goal.

Regardless of the difference between 900 kg and 1 ton, there is only a gap of 100 kg.

But this promotion is not a simple matter, without a month or two of hard work, there is no way to go up.

Unless you eat some higher-grade pills.

Wang Zhe is also quite worried in his heart, after all, there is less than a month before the martial arts college entrance examination.

The minimum baseline for admission to this martial arts school is to be a martial artist.

The strength of one arm is less than 1 ton, and he is not even qualified to apply for the exam.

Wang Zhe sighed, not caring about others, and walked upstairs with the students in his class.

"Pharaoh!"

A few training students behind him yelled at him: "Class 1 is training on it, pay attention!"

"Class 1?"

Wang Zhe, who had just stepped up the stairs, couldn't help frowning.

This class 1 is a key class in Sucheng No. 5 Middle School. Not to mention the good grades, there are also many good candidates in the class. Take the prospective warriors as an example, there are [-] students in total.

One of them is said to have been sent to Nanling Wuhan University in Jiangsu Province.

This is one of the top ten martial arts universities in the country, and even prospective martial artists may not be able to be selected as the baseline for admission.

"Squad leader, people from Squad 1 are training on it!"

Wang Zhe walked to Lin Qiuli's side, Lin Qiuli raised his eyebrows: "Why, they are up there, so we can't go to the physical examination room?"

"This physical testing room is not from Class 1!"

Lin Qiuli glanced at Wang Zhe, but walked quickly towards the second floor.

On the second floor, in addition to a large body test room, there are also several special training rooms for practicing arm strength and leg strength.

For example, wooden man piles, iron wall piles, plum blossom piles and so on.

This is a room specially used to practice strength, but there is a fee.

A few students in class 1 have a lot of money and wealth, and they basically rent out the venue. Over time, they are assumed to be the site of class 1.

Everyone in class 7 came up together, and immediately alarmed the few students trained inside.

"Hey, Wang Zhe... Lin Qiuli?"

A powerful guy suddenly walked out of a room.

Several students from Class 1 followed behind him, all looking at the students from Class 7 who suddenly appeared.

"Fuck, you guys are..."

"A gang fight?"

"so many people……"

The students in Class 1 were laughing there, but Lin Qiuli ignored them: "Let's go to the physical examination room!"

"what happened?"

"So many people come to the physical examination room?"

The guy with the five big and the three rough at the front looked at Wang Zhe provocatively: "Old Wang, are you here for a physical test? Have you broken through as a quasi-warrior? Have you brought a classmate over to cheer you up?"

"You kid can do it, the battle is so big!"

The guy was whistling as he spoke.

Wang Zhe was a little annoyed, damn it, I would have never come if I knew it earlier.

Grass, why do you think you broke through? !

Will Lao Tzu's breakthrough be so high-profile?

Wang Zhe glanced at Luo Xiu in the crowd, but Luo Xiu was observing the students in Class 1.

The five would-be warriors were not there, and the tall guy in the front, named Sun Hao, was a second-generation rich man with a rich family, and he didn't seem to be far from the quasi-warrior.

Now that I came here early in the morning to practice wildly, it was obvious that I was cramming and preparing for a shock.

"I'm sorry, I'll use this physical testing room first!"

"I seem to be... going to break through the quasi-martial artist!"

Sun Hao smiled at Lin Qiuli and Wang Zhe, but walked towards the physical examination room.

But before walking to the physical examination room, he suddenly turned his head and said to Wang Zhe, "Old Wang, how much strength do you have with one arm now?"

"Shall I let you test first?"

"unnecessary!"

Wang Zhe gritted his teeth, but he didn't expect Sun Hao to laugh there: "Hahaha, why don't I just say it straight!"

"you--"

Wang Zhe is so angry!

In fact, his single-arm strength may not necessarily surpass Sun Hao.

Since this kid is confident that he wants to break through as a quasi-martial artist, it is obvious that his strength should have reached the critical point of 1 ton. Even if it is not enough, it is probably not far away!

"I tested it first, and I'll check yours later!"

"Don't be compared to me, okay?"

Sun Hao was smiling there, but his body was striding into the physical examination room.

Wang Zhe's expression became rather ugly.

"Squad leader, for a while... it's up to you!"

Wang Zhe secretly told Lin Qiuli that the only one who can suppress Sun Hao here is probably Lin Qiuli.

Lin Qiuli smiled, "I can't, Luo Xiu...should be able to!"

"Ok?"

Wang Zhe glanced at Luo Xiu who was on the side, thinking about Lin Qiuli's words, but couldn't believe it.

Can this Luo Xiu surpass Sun Hao in strength with one arm? ! .

Chapter 17

Seeing Wang Zhe's eyes sweeping over, Luo Xiu's heart suddenly moved.

Sun Hao is already sitting in the physical examination room.

However, Luo Xiu walked towards Wang Zhe: "Old Wang, is your one-armed strength comparable to that guy?"

Luo Xiu pointed to Sun Hao in the physical examination room.

Wang Zhe frowned and didn't speak.

"Do you want to compare him?"

Luo Xiu said something rather strange, without any nonsense, and directly took out a pill box from his bosom.

There was a strong medicinal fragrance in the medicine box, and all the students in Class [-] around could smell it.

"It smells good?"

"What the hell?"

"This pill?"

A group of people followed the source of the medicinal fragrance, and immediately saw the pill box in Luo Xiu's hand, and Lin Qiuli also saw it.

"To be honest, if I were you, this would be unbearable!"

"I don't want to see someone despise me like this when I'm a classmate!"

Luo Xiu pointed to Sun Hao, and put the Jili Pill in front of Wang Zhe: "This pill can make your single-arm strength increase instantly... 200 kg? At least!"

"what?!"

Wang Zhe's eyes straightened all of a sudden.

200kg?

This...isn't it a dream?

All the students around were also staring intently, they were all frightened by Luo Xiu's words.

"You...you sold it to me?"

Wang Zhe's breathing became a little heavy.

To be honest, he really wanted to kill Sun Hao's arrogance.

But I also know my own strength, more than 900 kilograms, this guy is said to be a quasi-warrior, I must not be able to beat him!

So I can only hold my breath.

There is no way, the strength is not as good as others... But now, looking at the pill in Luo Xiu's hand, he felt a little manic in his heart.

200kg?

At least?

If this can be done, he can directly make 1.1 tons... This temptation, he can't bear it.

Not only him, Lin Qiuli's eyes also moved slightly.

"This pill...is the Grandmaster Pill?"