"Fighting club, I can't go again in the future..."

Sulu walked out of the fighting club and looked back at the tall buildings, and felt a little regretful.

Although each person can only harvest twice, mosquitoes have small legs and are also fleshy. In addition to the three coaches, there are so many students.

As long as they are hostile to themselves and become a "red monster", they can provide at least two rounds of experience.

The most regrettable thing is that Balong, who lost once, never came for the second time, which made Sulu very sorry.

"At this time, everyone in the fighting club must have hated me so much. If you want to go, you will really be a kidnapping club..."

Sulu sighed and looked at his attribute bar, as well as the ‘+’ number that appeared after [Maga Fighting Technique lv2].

[Consuming 20 experience points...Maga fighting skills level is increased to lv3! Physical constitution +0.3, strength +0.3!]

"The fighting technique has been improved from lv2 to lv3, consuming 20 points of experience. I have all the gains just now, but it's totally worth it!"

Sulu looks at the property bar:

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Name: [Sulu Portley]

Occupation:【None】

Job level: [0]

Title:【None】

Strength: [1.4], Agility: [1.2], Physical: [0.9], Spirit: [1.6]

Skills: [Corpse 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... the physical condition has returned to its previous state!"

The black witchcraft I used last time, the vitality extracted was finally completely restored.

Moreover, the strength has increased a lot, almost half of it!

"It can be said that the purpose of going to the fight club was achieved in two days. All of this is because of experience value!"

Su Lu knew very well that he was not a real genius, and that he could achieve what he was like a monster today was entirely up to the attribute bar and experience value.

But the attribute bar is magical, and I have mastered this rigid "initiation" extremely skillfully.

"The maga fighting technique of lv3 has further improved its mastery... I even think that the 'eight forms' taught by the Fighting Club is still too complicated and can be completely simplified into 'four forms'!"

Sulu closed his eyes and realized the power of this level of fighting technique.

The Fighting Club teaches only simplified versions, and adds many unnecessary actions and deletes some key things.

"Because it's a civilian version after all, it's too much to kill someone with just one move!"

Sulu fully understands this.

At this time, based on his experience, the eight forms were immediately transformed into more refined "four forms"!

The high-level fighting skills made him feel inspired, as if an impromptu poet was eager to start chanting and performing.

He looked around, found the grove with few individuals, and began to practice silently.

"There are only two types of so-called attacks, one is strong attack and one is weak attack. These are two styles, which can be named 'Tiger Style' and 'Crane Style'!"

"And the walking skills and the tangled skills can be combined, called 'python'!"

"The last one is the 'turtle' of defense!"

"At the level of fighting skills reaches lv3, you can innovate and find out your own things, tiger, crane, python, turtle, this is my own 'four forms'!"

Sulu breathed a lot.

Based on his understanding of Maga fighting technique at this time, he could have established a small school and be passed on with a name, such as "Su Maga Art" or something, which is wrong... it should be "Potley Maga".

‘But I still like the name Sushi Maga more, which is a bit like ‘Sushi Tai Chi’…’

Sulu slowly stopped, feeling a little sad.

"good!"

Just then, an applause came from the side: "It is rare to see that Maga fighting skills can be practiced to your level!"

"who?"

Sulu narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

A young man slowly walked out of the shade of the tree, with his facial features, blue eyes, white skin, linen shirt, casual pants, and a smile always hangs on the corner of his mouth, like a sunny big boy in his neighbor's house.

"Don't worry, I have no malice!"

The young man walked up to Sulu: "My name is Donald, I am the president of the University Fighting Club. It is rare to see a student as good as you... How about it? Are you interested in coming to my Fighting Club?"

"You... just came back from outside?"

Sulu was silent for a moment and suddenly asked.

"Uh...yes? What's wrong?" Donald touched 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 club, and I have beaten the fight club alone... At this time, you will not talk to me so well, but should make duel with me immediately!’

Sulu rolled his eyes in his heart and thought silently.

However, whether Donald knew or not, his eyes began to shine: "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's eyes rolled and agreed: "I'm going to start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed to Sulu, spread his hands open, swung them high, and fell down.

Huh!

The strong wind blew on my face and it was so painful.

"Tortoise style!"

Sulu struggled to defend, and with a bang, the two separated.

He rubbed his numb arms with a serious expression: "So amazing, I deserve to be the president of the fighting club!"

Your own strength is beyond ordinary people, but the other party's strength is greater than that of yourself and faster!

‘We must attack, crane style!’

Sulu swung his hands and his arms swung rapidly, as if the athletes were running up, and his speed suddenly accelerated, and he attacked around Donald.

"good!"

Donald's eyes lit up, his muscles bulged on his back, and suddenly he seemed to have turned into a brick. He scattered his hand with a move from Sulu.

In a muffled groan, Su Lu retreated suddenly, feeling like he hit an iron wall, which was a similar effect to hard qigong.

‘Although the crane style is fast and has a high attack frequency, its attack power has decreased!’

As soon as he thought of this, he moved quickly, and suddenly, he shook his hand and turned into a claw, and grabbed it with a sudden move.

Crane style to tiger style!

Faced with this move, Donald did not dare to use his body to force it, but instead roared, and the bones on his arm seemed to have suddenly become soft and turned into a real steel whip, and he whipped it with the flow!

Bang!

Sulu retreated repeatedly, his right hand huddled behind his back.

Donald did not take the opportunity to attack, but stopped and smiled and said, "You are very powerful, better than the coaches in my fight club, so you don't have to continue..."

‘If you continue, you can only use the python style. Once you fight closely, if you have similar strengths and fight harder, it will be difficult to grasp the strength. It will be too dangerous…’

Sulu also stopped, everyone was classmates, and at the beginning he said it was just a play and there was no need to fight.

"I think you are practicing Maga skills, but you are much less effective than those in my fight club. It seems to come from the army, full of a sharp style, but it seems not from the federal army... By the way, what's your name?"

Donald was a little confused, and his eyes made Sulu's heart stumble.

"My name is Sulu! Sulu Portley!"

"Sulu? I remember it! You can come to the fight club to find me in the future!"
Chapter completed!