C12 – Strength Enhancement Celestial Skill?
“Hehe.” Wei Hu sneered once again. The scar on his face was extremely sinister. “If you don’t apologize to Little Jing, then I will teach you a lesson.”
Hearing what Wei Hu said, the people in the examination room shook their heads.
If a Junior Martial Apprentice was to fight against an Intermediate Martial Apprentice, without the help of a Celestial Skill, there was no chance of winning.
Yun Ling had become a Junior Martial Apprentice at such a young age. This was something that they had never thought of. However, they would never believe that Yun Ling had comprehended a Celestial Skill.
“Come on.”
Yun Ling’s face was calm.
He knew that if he did not resolve this matter, Wei Hu and Wang Jing would not let him leave so easily.
When the people in the examination room saw that Yun Ling wanted to fight with Wang Bao, they were all shocked.
This was a battle that had no chance of winning.
“Yun Ling, you are truly arrogant. Brother Bao will teach you what it means to regret!”
Wang Jing looked at Yun Ling coldly. She did not understand why Yun Ling was still so calm.
Yun Ling raised his fist.
Suddenly, he punched the air.
His current combat strength was 1,260.
When he used the third time amplification of the Celestial Skill, the second punch would have a combat strength of 2,320.
Wang Jing was also scared silly. She quickly walked to Wei Hu’s side.
“Scram! Damn it, I have never suffered such a loss before!”
Wei Hu suddenly stood up from the ground. “I will fight you to the death!”
As he spoke, Wei Hu rushed towards Yun Ling once again.
Wei Hu’s speed was very fast.
The speed of an Intermediate Martial Apprentice was 25m/s, while the speed of a Junior Martial Apprentice was 22m/s. The difference in speed was completely predictable.
Wei Hu would never have thought that the people in the examination room would never have thought that Yun Ling’s punch would be amplified three times.
4640 combat strength!
Bang!
Wei Hu and Yun Ling’s fists collided once again.
Ah!
Wei Hu screamed like a pig being butchered. His fat body rolled around on the ground.
“My hand! My hand!”
“Strength Amplification Celestial Skill, this must be the Strength Amplification Celestial Skill!”
Everyone in the examination room finally understood why Jiang Xie had punched the air twice.
Had he finally comprehended the Strength Amplification Celestial Skill?