Chapter 14 You Stupid Pen

After cultivating to the state of perfect meat training, Tang Junming's strength has soared to 3888 jins.

However, a normal cultivator with perfect meat training only has 1,000 jins of strength, which is nearly four times worse than Tang Junming's.

As for the cultivator who has just stepped into the bone training realm, his whole body strength is only 3,000 jins, which is not as good as Tang Junming, who has perfected his meat training.

Only when the practice reaches the peak of the initial stage of bone training can practitioners in the bone training realm compete with Tang Junming in terms of strength.

In terms of defense, Tang Junming's defense is so strong that he can already resist the bombardment of ordinary sniper rifles.

But an ordinary cultivator who has perfected the flesh can't even resist the shooting of an ordinary rifle.

As for the cultivators in the early stage of bone training, they could only barely resist the bombardment of ordinary sniper rifles, and their defense was still inferior to Tang Junming.

In terms of speed, reaction, qi and blood, etc., Tang Junming still crushes the cultivators of the same level who have completed the training of meat, surpassing most cultivators in the early stage of bone training.

In other words, although Tang Junming is only a cultivator who has perfected his flesh training, his strength has already caught up with most cultivators in the early stage of bone training.

For Tang Junming, fighting across borders is not a fantasy.

The strength has been improved, so the next step is to improve the martial arts.

Thinking of the Guangling Sword Dance and Luoxia Sword Art that he had just acquired, Tang Junming took out the two classics with a smile and read them carefully.

It took several hours for Tang Junming to comprehend Guangling Sword Dance and Luoxia Sword Technique respectively to the level of entry.

As long as he enters the door, then Tang Junming can use general experience to improve two kinds of martial arts.

It only takes 50,000 general experience points to upgrade Guangling Sword Dance from entry level to junior level.

This is just a piece of cake for Tang Junming, who has 180,000 general experience.

Tang Junming poured 50,000 points of general experience into Guangling Sword Dance, and soon Tang Junming had countless contents and experiences about Guangling Sword Dance in his mind, as if Tang Junming had spent years practicing.

It only took one minute for Tang Junming to cultivate Guangling Sword Dance to the realm of Xiaocheng, and his escape ability soared several times.

Tang Junming poured another 50,000 points of general experience into Luoxia Swordsmanship. It also only took one minute for Tang Junming to cultivate Luoxia Swordsmanship to a level of achievement.

From the name of Guangling Sword Dance alone, it can be inferred that this is a martial art of body technique that matches swordsmanship. It just so happens that Luoxia swordsmanship is swordsmanship.

One of them is dodging and the other is attacking, which can be said to complement each other. If they are used together, their power will skyrocket by more than 100 times.

Tang Junming has a feeling that with his current strength, let alone a practitioner in the early stage of bone training, even a practitioner in the middle stage of bone training is not his opponent.

In Wu'an University, the strongest senior high school students in the school have only cultivated to the peak of the early stage of bone training.

In other words, Tang Junming is now almost the number one high school student in Wu'an University.

The high school competition will begin soon. If he can seize this opportunity, maybe Tang Junming can earn a lot of general experience.

Thinking of this, Tang Junming chuckled lightly.

He has decided to work hard for the next month, and strive to be a blockbuster in the All Dynasty High School Competition and win a certain ranking, so that he can gain enough general experience.

No one in Wu'an Town would have imagined that in just one day, Tang Junming walked the road that other high school students took years and decades to walk.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Tang Junming, are you little bastard inside? If you are, get out quickly. Brother Hui wants to see you."

...

At this time, Tang Junming heard a knock on the door and a familiar scolding sound.

When I opened the door, I saw a squat young man.

Being bald at a young age, it is obvious that he has a lot to worry about.

He is Yang Long and one of Song Zhenhui's little followers.

Song Zhenhui was the president of the Huan Song Club, and he was also the gang leader who abolished the original owner, and his status was far above Zhao Sihai.

This person has always coveted Tang Mingjun, who is a beautiful country, and wants to make Tang Mingjun one of his lovers, but he is afraid of the strength of the Tang family in Wu'an Town, so he does not dare to act rashly.

However, after thinking about it, this person came up with a crooked trick, which was to incite Tang Junming to persuade Tang Mingjun to let Tang Mingjun take the initiative to be his lover.

But although the former Tang Junming was a bastard, he still had a certain bottom line.

He never agreed to Song Zhenhui's shameless request, so he was taught many times in private by Song Zhenhui.

The day before yesterday, it was Song Zhenhui who beat the original master too hard, and as a result, the original master became a cripple, and only then could Tang Junming be able to transcend and be reborn.

I didn't expect this guy to bully the door again. It seems that the two of them should make a break today.

A mere cultivator at the peak of the early stage of bone training is no longer in the eyes of Tang Junming.

"Let's go, I just want to meet Song Zhenhui too."

Tang Junming glanced at Yang Long and walked out of the courtyard unhurriedly.

"Whoops, you kid didn't get scared to pee your pants. I thought you would cry and cry and don't want to go."

Seeing Tang Junming so calm, Yang Long said in surprise.

Tang Junming ignored him and sat in the van driven by Yang Long.

Yang Long frowned and drove to the dance hall.

The Huan Song and Dance Hall is the headquarters of the Huan Song Party. It is not very famous, it is just a small dance hall.

Following Yang Long into the Huan Song and Dance Hall, dozens of gangsters from the Huan Song Party saw Tang Junming and showed a playful smile together.

"Isn't this our prospective brother-in-law, prospective brother-in-law, what are you thinking about, when will you send your sister to our brother Hui's bed?"

"Didn't this guy be beaten like a dog by us the day before yesterday? Why did he become alive today? Could it be that who gave him some kind of treasure, he will be tortured later."

"I heard that your kid is very rampant today. Even our brother Hui's younger brother Zhao Sihai dares to beat him. It seems that you need to beat him again."

"Abandon him again today, let his sister come to intercede, and send his sister directly to Brother Hui's bed. When Brother Hui is finished, maybe we have a share."

...

Tang Jun's eyes were cold, and he looked at the crooked gangster who spoke the most nasty words: "Bitch, I want your tongue later."

"What did you say?" The face of the crooked mouth changed, and he pointed at Tang Junming's nose and scolded: "Just say something else, believe it or not, I will hack you to death!"

Tang Junming sneered: "Silly pen!"

"Fuck, don't stop me, I have to kill him, how dare I insult me!"

The crooked gangster jumped like thunder, and wanted to pounce on Tang Junming, but was stopped by the gangsters next to him: "Brother Hui is waiting to see him, you delayed Brother Hui's time, be careful Brother Hui hits you."