"Fighting Club, I can't go there anymore..."
Sulu walked out of the fighting club and looked back at the tall building, feeling a little regretful.
Although each person can only harvest twice, mosquitoes with small legs are still meat. Besides the three instructors, there are so many students.
As long as they are hostile to themselves and become 'red monsters', at least two rounds of experience can be provided.
The most regrettable thing is that Baron, after losing once, can't live and die for the second time, which makes Sulu very regretful.
"At this time, everyone in the fighting club must hate me to the core, and if I go there, it will really be a kickboxing club..."
Sulu sighed, looked at his attribute bar, and the '+' sign that appeared after [Marga Fighting Technique lv2].
[Consume 20 points of experience... Maga fighting skill level has been raised to lv3! Physique +0.3, strength +0.3!]
"Fighting skills have been upgraded from lv2 to lv3, consuming 20 experience points, and all the gains just now are included, but it's totally worth it!"
Sulu looked at the attribute bar:
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Name: [Sulu Botley]
Occupation: [none]
Class: [0]
Title: [None]
Strength: [1.4], Dexterity: [1.2], Constitution: [0.9], Spirit: [1.6]
Skills: [Corpse Princess Creation lv1], [Maga Fighting Technique lv3]
Passive: [General Hebrew lv3], [Basic Physics lv4], [Demon Hunting Knowledge lv1], [Ancient Hebrew lv2]
xp: [0]
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"Finally... my physique has returned to its previous state!"
The black witchcraft performed last time, the life force extracted, finally fully recovered.
Moreover, the strength has been greatly increased, almost half of that of ordinary people!
"It can be said that the goal of going to the fighting club was achieved in two days, all because of experience points!"
Sulu knew very well that he was not a real genius, and that he was able to achieve today's monstrous achievements, all thanks to his attributes and experience points.
But the attribute bar is amazing, this kind of rigid 'empowerment', but I have mastered it very proficiently.
"The mastery of lv3 Maga fighting skills has been further improved... I even think the 'eight forms' taught by the fighting club are still too complicated, and can be simplified to 'four forms'!"
Sulu closed his eyes, knowing the power of this level of fighting skills.
What the fighting club teaches is just a simplified version, and many unnecessary moves are added, and some key things are omitted.
"Because it's a civilian version after all, it's too much to kill people as soon as you make a move!"
Sulu fully understands this.
But at this time, according to his experience, he immediately transformed the eight forms into a more refined 'four forms'!
The high-level martial arts made him feel inspired, like an impromptu poet, who couldn't wait to start singing and performing.
He looked around, found a grove with few people, and began to practice silently.
"There are only two types of so-called attacks, one is a strong attack, and the other is a weak point attack. These are two styles, which can be named 'Tiger Style' and 'Crane Style'!"
"The wandering technique and the haunting technique can be combined, called 'Python Style'!"
"The last is the defensive 'turtle style'!"
"When the level of fighting skills reaches lv3, I can innovate and explore my own things. Tigers, cranes, pythons, and turtles, these are my own 'four forms'!"
Sulu let out a long breath.
Based on his understanding of Maga fighting at this time, it is entirely possible to establish a small school and pass it on with a name, such as 'Su's Maga' or something, no...it should be 'Botley's Maga'.
'But I still prefer the name Su-style Maga, which is a bit like 'Su-style Tai Chi'...'
Sulu withdrew his hands slowly, feeling a little sad.
"good!"
At this moment, applause came from the side: "It's rare to be able to practice Marga martial arts to your level!"
"who?"
Sulu narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the source of the sound.
A young man slowly walked out from the shade of the tree, with regular features, blue eyes, fair skin, linen shirt, slacks, and a smile at the corner of his mouth all the time, like a sunny boy from the neighbor's house.
"Don't worry, I mean no harm!"
The young man walked up to Sulu: "My name is Donald, and I'm the president of the university fighting club. It's rare to see such a good student like you... How is it? Are you interested in coming to my fighting club?"
"You... just came back from outside?"
Sulu was silent for a while, then asked suddenly.
"Uh... yes? What's the matter?" Donald rubbed the back of his head, a little confused.
'If you go back, you will find that I have almost completed the achievement of kicking the gym, and I overthrew the fighting club by myself... At this time, you will not talk to me so nicely, but should fight me immediately! '
Sulu rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking silently.
However, regardless of whether this Donald knew it or not, his eyes began to light up: "Since you are the president of the fighting club, let's fight!"
There is no doubt that this is another humanoid experience monster, and it must be taller than Baron!
"good!"
Donald rolled his eyes and agreed: "I'm going to start!"
As soon as the words fell, he rushed in front of Sulu, opened his big hand, swung it high, and dropped it.
Hoo hoo!
The strong wind was blowing to the face, and it was very painful.
"Turtle style!"
Sulu fought hard to defend, and with a bang, the two separated.
He rubbed his numb arm, with a solemn expression: "It's amazing, you deserve to be the president of the fighting club!" '
My own strength has surpassed that of ordinary people, but the opponent's strength is greater than my own, and the speed is faster!
'Must rush to attack, crane style! '
Sulu swiped his hands and swung his arms quickly, like an athlete's run-up. The speed increased and he rushed around Donald.
"good!"
Donald's eyes lit up, and the muscles on his back bulged, as if he had turned into a brick all of a sudden, and he took Sulu's move and shook his hand.
While humming, Sulu retreated violently, feeling as if he had hit an iron wall, which was similar to the effect of hard qigong.
'Although the crane style is fast and attacks frequently, its attack power has declined! '
Thinking of this, he moved quickly, and suddenly, he swung his hands and changed his claws, and grabbed it suddenly.
Crane pose to tiger pose!
Facing this move, Donald didn't dare to use his body to take it hard, but let out a low growl, the bones in his arm seemed to soften all of a sudden, turning into a real steel whip, and he lashed out!
Snapped!
Sulu stepped back again and again, with his right hand retracted behind his back.
Donald didn't take the opportunity to attack, but stopped right there, and said with a smile: "You are very powerful, better than the coaches in my fighting club, so there is no need to continue..."
"If you continue, you can only use the python pose. Once you fight close to each other, if your strength is similar and you fight hard, it will be difficult to grasp the strength. It's too dangerous..."
Sulu also stopped. We are all classmates. At the beginning, I said it was just for fun, not to work hard.
"I see that although you also practice Krav Maga, it's much more streamlined than that of my fighting club. It seems to come from the army, full of a fierce style, but it doesn't seem to come from the federal army... By the way, what's your name? name?"
Donald was a little puzzled, and his eyes made Sulu's heart skip a beat.
"My name is Sulu! Sulu Botley!"
"Sulu? I remember! You can come to the fighting club to find me in the future!"
Donald smiled, turned and left.