High Martial Arts Start with Ant Talent Fusion

[Host: Fang Fan]

[Fusion Talent]

[6x Power (Current progress 100%, next stage 1000x Power)]

[Feeding Value: 0]

As his strength increased, his body also seemed to become harder, and Fang Fan quickly figured out the reason.

Since it possesses such great power, it must be quite strong!

The "100x Strength" doesn't mean your strength increases a hundredfold. Rather, it refers to an effect based on your weight. For example, if your weight is 140 pounds, then after combining the "100x Strength" combination, your strength will reach a terrifying 14000 pounds.

A martial artist weighing 500 jin is considered a beginner, 1500 jin an intermediate, and 5000 jin an advanced.

A strength of 10000 jin (approximately 5,000 catties) makes one a martial arts master!

Does that mean that by integrating 6% of his talent, he now has a strength of 840 jin?

He's already a martial artist?

He crossed the chasm that had trapped him for eighteen years with such ease, and it was a crossing that seemed to have no end in sight!

For a moment, Fang Fan felt a sense of unreality.

But soon, Fang Fan saw the ants constantly swirling around his fingertips and knew that this was not a dream.

He had finally waited for this day.

He wanted to prove to the world that he, Fang Fan, also deserved sweet love!

Ten days from now, Fang Fan will be here for the martial arts assessment!

Finally calming down, Fang Fan looked at the data displayed on the attribute panel. So far, he had only developed 6% of the Hundredfold Strength, but he had already integrated this talent, and it was only a matter of time before he fully developed it.

This means that as long as he gradually integrates this talent, he will definitely become a powerful martial arts master.

That's a martial arts master, he's the center of attention wherever he goes!

Most importantly, Fang Fan learned from the system that this talent was not just a hundredfold; as he raised the ant to a higher degree, this talent would become stronger and stronger.

Thousands of times, tens of thousands of times, hundreds of thousands of times, or even millions of times!

By then, shattering mountains with a single punch and destroying rivers with a single kick will no longer be a pipe dream.

"Climb on me."

Fang Fan spoke to the ant in his fingertip, and it immediately flew up to his shoulder. Fang Fan seemed to sense this as well, and a faint life responded to him.

"From now on, your name will be Wangcai."

Wangcai was unaware that its owner had already given it a dog name, and that after it learned the meaning of that name, it would be both amused and exasperated, begging Fang Fan to change its name.

"Hello, student, this machine is a bit heavy. Could you help me move it to the gymnasium on the side?"

A teacher saw Fang Fan walking by the roadside and called him over.

What appeared in front of Fang Fan was a brand new strength testing device. It seemed that the school had bought a new one, since the old one was almost unusable.

Fang Fan did not refuse, and the four of them carried the machine to the stadium, each on one side.

The machine weighed at least several tons, but it was easily lifted by the combined efforts of the four people.

"Um?"

"Why does it feel so much lighter?"

The three people had put in their best effort, but when they lifted it, they felt that five-tenths of their strength was not being used. They were puzzled. Originally, the three of them could not lift it, but the four of them could lift it easily. Could it be that adding one more person had such a significant effect?

It seems that the two of them didn't use enough force before.

All three of them thought the same thing, and none of them considered that it was because of Fang Fan.

In their eyes, how much strength could a student possibly have? Even if they were lucky enough to find a student martial artist with good talent, their strength would be at most a little over 500, and could never exceed 600.

Moreover, there are only a handful of student martial artists in the entire school, and they all know each other. It's impossible for another one to suddenly appear.

Regardless of what the three teachers thought, Fang Fan moved the machine to the gymnasium and, taking advantage of their absence, looked at the machine with a hint of excitement.

"I was just thinking of testing my strength."

"That's perfect, no need to bother!"

"Come on! It has to be over 500 jin (250 kg)."

Fang Fan roared inwardly. Although the system had already given him a notification about his talent development progress, he was still uneasy until he actually saw the values ​​on the strength measuring device.

He took a deep breath, clenched his fist, and as if the strength measuring device in front of him had become a hateful enemy, he threw a powerful punch.

"Bang!"

A loud bang echoed throughout the square.

As the strength testing device trembled, the part that had withstood the punch was dented, and a string of bright red numbers began to light up.

200 jin...300 jin...

You absolutely have to pass!

Fang Fan watched nervously, inwardly seething with rage.

This time, the value did not stop slowly as before, but instead began to rise at a faster speed.

500 jin...500 jin...600 jin...

660 pounds!

The readings only stopped slowly after reaching 660 jin (approximately 380 catties).

Although Fang Fan had somewhat anticipated this scene, he still couldn't help but feel overjoyed when he actually saw it.

He had waited eighteen years for this moment, eighteen years!

For the past eighteen years, he has constantly been thinking about breaking through...

"It's done!!!"

"I did it!!!"

Fang Fan clenched his fists, looking as happy as a child.

With a strength of 660 jin, he was already a martial artist. He wanted to tell his parents, his sister, and his grandfather that his grandson was not a waste, but a true martial artist!

He wanted to make those who looked down on him look up to him from now on.

However, Fang Fan did not do that. He took another deep breath, tensed his legs, and channeled his energy throughout his body, moving from his waist to his arms, his eyes fixed on the strength measuring device.

He hadn't used his full strength in that punch just now; this time, he wanted to see just how terrifying his full strength was.

"Bang!"

The terrifying punch, carrying dreadful power, pierced the air like a missile, emitting a sharp whistling sound, and slammed heavily into the machine.

The machine began to vibrate violently, as if its long-term neglect made it unable to withstand such terrifying force.

The previously frozen bright red number began to increase rapidly again, reaching its peak in an instant.

840 pounds!

A full 840 pounds!

Fang Fan was trembling slightly, his breathing became rapid, and the shock in his eyes remained undiminished.

"Did I type this?"

Fang Fan's eyes began to burn with fervor, his fists clenched so tightly they seemed about to draw blood. No student in the entire school possessed such power, at least not before, and not now.

Fang Fan is the number one in this school!!!

Letting out a long sigh to calm his excited emotions, Fang Fan leisurely left the stadium and returned to the classroom in a pleasant mood.

When the three teachers who had left finished their business saw the strength measuring device in the stadium, a big question mark immediately appeared on their heads!

Which teacher just used it?

However, this teacher is quite impressive, with a strength of 840 jin (420 catties). It seems that there is another strong contender for this year's awards.

Little did they know, the person who started this whole thing had already leisurely returned to the classroom.

The fat man stared intently at Fang Fan, unable to understand why Fang Ge's demeanor had improved so much after his ordeal, and why he had even grown taller.

Does heartbreak really have such a significant effect?

The fat guy couldn't wait to find a girlfriend and experience the taste of heartbreak, but he had something more important to do: comfort Fang Fan. If Fang Fan couldn't think straight and tried to commit suicide, he would lose a good friend!

"Brother Fang, being heartbroken isn't scary."

"What's scary is losing something before you even get it."

Fang Fan suddenly stood in front of the fat man, his expression very serious, and said.

There's something I've wanted to tell you for a long time.

This terrified the fat man, who immediately said, "Brother Fang, we're not doing this!"

However, Fang Fan ignored the fat man and continued speaking.

"If you don't know how to say comforting words, then shut up and don't say anything."

Your words are even more hurtful!

"The martial arts assessment is in ten days. You'd better work hard; your sister is counting on you!"

The fat man was taken aback when Fang Fan mentioned his sister, then said disdainfully.

"You dare talk back to me like that? You talk as if you're a martial artist!"

Fang Fan smiled; he was now a martial artist!