I am a coroner, and I have some knowledge of martial arts!

Chapter 3 Martial Arts

You touched a mortal corpse and gained one-tenth of its wealth!

It actually works!

It's just a bit of a shame that this person is just an ordinary person and doesn't have any cultivation.

But then again...

"Amitabha."

"It seems the deceased suffered greatly before passing away."

Su Wuchen smiled and withdrew his hand, then couldn't help but sigh, "I don't know why that killer was so ruthless, actually going so far as to murder an ordinary person!"

"yes."

Li Gang sighed, "Four cases have happened this month, and we still haven't found any clues. It's very likely that it was done by those lowlifes."

As soon as Li Gang said this, the eyes of Su Wuchen and the other two all fell on Li Gang.

"What's wrong?"

Are you insulting yourself?

"..."

Li Gang was stunned for a moment, then realized what he had done and slapped himself.

"Look at my mouth..."

"Can you tell anything from that?"

Wang Xu turned to look at Su Wuchen, a hint of curiosity in his eyes, "Like, the weapon you used?"

Su Wuchen thought for a moment and then shared his thoughts, "It should also be a pair of scissors."

"Scissors?"

Zhao Fei and the other two looked at each other in bewilderment.

Scissors used to commit murder?

Who is the kind-hearted person who killed someone with scissors?

"No way?"

Li Gang looked at the corpse on the ground. "Who would use scissors to kill someone?"

Wang Xu: "Who knows? Let's take the body to the morgue first."

"I'm gone."

After greeting them, Su Wuchen left the yamen with Zhao Fei.

On the way back, Su Wuchen took out his phone. There was a message on it, sent by the bank ten minutes earlier.

Two hundred and thirty-one yuan has been deposited!

Alas.

He's still a poor wretch.

Uh……

Su Wuchen glanced at his balance: 1.25 yuan.

At least he's richer than me...

I'm the damn poor one!!

As soon as she opened the door to her shop, Old Qi, who sold fruit next door, poked his head out and asked, "Little Su, where did you go?"

"What's wrong, Uncle Qi?"

"I just saw a flying sword stop outside your house, so we chatted for a bit. I heard it was going to buy some funeral supplies, but unfortunately you weren't here."

"A cultivator?"

"Yeah, he seemed really rich. He called you but didn't answer. He just bought several thousand yuan worth of fruit from me and left."

"what?"

Su Wuchen was greatly disappointed.

It is common knowledge that cultivators are all wealthy.

What kind of immortality can you cultivate if you don't have money?

Moreover, even a random flying sword costs at least tens of thousands of yuan!

"Why couldn't they get through to my cell phone?"

"I'm wondering the same thing."

Old Qi took out his phone. "I tried calling you, but I couldn't get through."

"No way..."

Su Wuchen peeked out and exclaimed, "Good heavens, you saved my grandpa's contact information!"

"what?"

Old Qi was stunned.

Su Wuchen looked up and was immediately speechless.

"What's wrong?"

"My grandfather hasn't changed his contact information yet, how could you possibly get through!"

"..."

Old Qi shook his head and chuckled, "Hurry up and change it. I was wondering why you haven't had any business for over a month. Turns out, everyone's been going to your grandpa's place."

I borrowed a ladder from Lao Qi, climbed up, and pasted the cut-out numbers on.

This time, there won't be any mistakes.

Ok.

Why not make a business card and hand it out to everyone you meet? You can't go wrong.

The thought had barely crossed Su Wuchen's mind when he immediately nipped it in the bud.

The most urgent task is not to make business cards, but to prove your strength!

Back in the shop, Su Wuchen picked up the stone weight for testing weights. His grandfather had prepared this for him when he was in high school.

If you can't cultivate immortality, you can always learn martial arts, right?

but.

Stone Lock was covered in dust, and he still hadn't mastered the skill.

It's different now.

Blowing the dust off the stone lock, Su Wuchen started with the lowest weight, fifty jin.

It's very light.

One hundred jin (50 kg).

Two hundred jin!

Three hundred catties...

It's a bit heavy!

But Su Wuchen still gritted his teeth and lifted it up!

Bang!

The stone lock landed, and Su Wuchen was overjoyed.

good good!

The woman whose body had been dismembered was actually a martial artist at the eighth rank!

With just one-tenth of his cultivation level, his strength increased by two hundred jin!

Three hundred jin of strength is already at the early stage of the ninth rank!

……

The World Alliance Jiangcheng Cultivation Verification Center.

There weren't many people in the hall, mostly young people under twenty. People in their twenties like Su Wuchen were quite rare.

While waiting in line, Su Wuchen saw several energetic young men with dyed blond hair carrying long swords as they entered the Immortal Cultivation Verification Reception Area, which made Su Wuchen envious.

Who wouldn't want to own a flying will-o'-the-wisp?

"Number 17, Su Wuchen."

"They're here."

Su Wuchen hurriedly got up and walked towards the female staff member who was greeting him.

"Verifying a martial artist?"

"Yes."

"plz follow me."

The staff checked Su Wuchen's information and then led him to the martial arts verification area.

On the 80-square-meter testing area, there are some stone weights for testing strength, reaction force and impact force testers, and other tools.

Two young men were already testing ahead of Su Wuchen.

"According to the rules of the World Alliance Martial Arts Test."

"Anyone who can lift a stone weight of more than 300 jin, dodge ten attacks, and strike with a force of more than 500 jin can be verified as a martial artist of the ninth rank."

"Once you are verified as a martial artist, you will receive a monthly martial artist allowance of five thousand yuan. At the same time, you must abide by the martial artist deployment orders of the World Alliance. Are you ready?"

"I'm ready!"

Su Wuchen nodded emphatically.

The staff member smiled and said, "Let's begin."

Su Wuchen then walked up to the 300-pound stone lock, grabbed it, and then suddenly exerted his strength to lift it up.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Su Wuchen's face gradually turned red, and finally the ten seconds were up.

"Okay, you can put it down now."

Bang!

After dropping the stone lock, Su Wuchen breathed a long sigh of relief.

"His strength is just barely adequate."

The staff member glanced at Su Wuchen. In this state, although he had reached the initial stage of a ninth-rank martial artist, he was still at the bottom of the initial stage.

"Next, the reaction test."

Thanks to his passion for games since childhood, Su Wuchen's reaction speed is quite good.

Of the thirty attacks, only five hit Su Wuchen.

After successfully passing the second test, Su Wuchen followed the staff to the third test.

The striking force of an ordinary adult without any cultivation is roughly between 200 and 300 jin (100-150 kg). Even the striking force of some fitness enthusiasts will not exceed 500 jin (250 kg).

Of course, not everyone is like this; some are born with superhuman strength, while others have taken medication...

These people are often stronger than martial artists at the early stage of the ninth rank.

However, this only applies to newly initiated ninth-rank martial artists.

Once a martial artist has entered the martial arts school, their strength will increase rapidly as their body is continuously strengthened.

On the other hand, those who took the medicine and were born with superhuman strength but did not know how to cultivate naturally fell behind in terms of power.

"Let's test how much power your fist has."

"it is good."

Su Wuchen planted his feet firmly on the ground and suddenly threw a punch.

Bang!

The strength testing machine remained motionless, but the numbers on it were rapidly increasing.

The final number was 627.

"what?"

The staff looked at Su Wuchen with some surprise.

His clean and jerk strength was barely adequate, and his reaction time was decent, but his punching power was quite astonishing.

He is already comparable to a martial artist at the mid-stage of the ninth rank.

That's really strange.

"Congratulations, you have successfully passed the test."