Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System

Of course, Su Yue’s straight-up victory over Scarface was already a miracle, and no one in Shenchu City didn’t admire him.

But challenging a fifth-grade from this squad?

Is the young master getting a bit arrogant!

You should know, a fifth-grade capable of taking on patrol duties can’t possibly be weaker than Scarface.

"I’m serious!

"Come on, don’t hold back!"

Su Yue ran over, pointing to one of the fifth-grade who was stronger than Scarface.

"Young master, are you sure?"

This fifth-grade was still somewhat hesitant.

"Cut the nonsense!"

Bang!

With that, Su Yue barely tapped the mud with the sole of his foot, his body already lunging forward. At the same time, his palm shaped like an eagle claw, he aimed at the fifth-grade’s chest from an extremely tricky angle.

Unexpected, ruthless.

This is the perfect method for surviving on the battlefield; Su Yue isn’t concerned with any martial rules.

Sparring in the wet lands is a completely different thing from competing at Wuda; there’s no one to call start, and no one to be the referee.

"Whoa, so fast!"

Swoosh!

The forceful wind approached, suffocating.

The fifth-grade inmate quickly shifted his body to the side.

He’d been battling in wet lands for years, his reflexes nearly top-notch.

Su Yue’s move was so fast it was unsettling.

He barely dodged it.

Bang!

However, Su Yue’s eagle claw was just a feint.

Just as the fifth-grade inmate dodged, Su Yue performed a strange twist at the waist, his foot already swung towards the fifth-grade’s neck.

Both the malicious angle of attack and the swift speed took everyone by surprise.

Boom!

Carelessly, the fifth-grade inmate was kicked flying; though he protected the vital artery of his neck, he still landed sitting in the mud, looking quite disheveled.

"Get it together, if I had a knife, you’d be wounded."

Su Yue hooked his finger.

Shock.

At this moment, the surrounding fifth-grades looked at each other.

The martial artist who got kicked was much stronger than Scarface.

They were seasoned veterans, with sharp eyes.

It wasn’t that the fifth-grade inmate was weak, nor that he went easy.

It was just that Su Yue had gotten stronger.

Yes.

In just a day or two, Su Yue’s speed and reflexes had improved significantly.

This was simply unbelievable.

"Young master, has your Qi Blood surged?"

The fifth-grade martial artist stood up, gaping at Su Yue.

He used to bully Su Yue as well, so he knew well about Su Yue’s Qi Blood level.

But that kick just now was much more powerful than before.

At least a 100 calories of Qi Blood improvement.

So the fifth-grade inmate found it hard to comprehend.

Can training in the Greed Wolf Prison be this fast?

Know that his more than 3600 calories of Qi Blood were the result of decades of effort.

Young master’s was over 100 in just a day or two?

Is there any justice in this world?

Is there any sense of law and order?

"Haha, not a surge, just a light rain.

"I must defeat you."

With those words, Su Yue’s body flickered again.

He still didn’t use any auxiliary combat techniques.

Although his real strength would be suppressed by around 20%, Su Yue’s goal was to push his potential.

Boom!

Su Yue’s foot slashed towards the inmate’s face, while his palm was stealthily going for the fifth-grade’s waist.

The methods of attacking the lower three roads are all too common on the battlefield.

On the ring, however, these are strictly prohibited tactics.

"Defeat me?

"Young master, I have to say, you’re still a bit arrogant.

"Your training isn’t enough yet."

The fifth-grade martial artist coldly smiled, gathering his spirit.

Su Yue’s significant progress made things interesting.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Mighty blows intertwined, waves of Qi Blood rippling outward layer after layer.

Their figures interweaved, the air filled with brutality.

Mud splattered, nearby trees were shattered one after another, within a three-kilometer radius, a mess, with cratered earth everywhere.

Bang!

Su Yue lay flat on the ground, beaten to doubting his life.

"Young master, you’re too cocky, and I’m jealous of you, you need a bit of a lesson."

The fifth-grade martial artist walked over, helping Su Yue up.

In truth, he felt somewhat guilty inside.

In the heat of the fight, he hadn’t measured his strength, and Su Yue took quite a beating.

But the fifth-grade inmate was genuinely shocked.

Before, to defeat Su Yue, it really only took three minutes, losing even a second was like losing to himself.

But this time, Su Yue actually managed to hold on for over 20 minutes.

The speed of such progress was truly terrifying.

"It’s fine, wait for tomorrow, I’ll challenge you again... hehe!"

Su Yue licked his lips, clearly he had improved a lot.

For now, it’s time to heal some wounds.

My life in Greed Wolf Prison sure is fulfilling.

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