Jiang Wuyuan nodded knowingly, took a slight step back with his right foot, and at the same time clenched his right fist with distinct knuckles and swung it fiercely at the red sandbag.
Thump!
The sandbag was dented badly from being hit.
Hearing the sonic boom from the punch, Huo Ling took a step back, still shaken.
If that punch landed on him, he might have already started thinking about where he would be buried in that instant.
Perhaps the mountains west of Shanhai City are quite nice, with mountains, water, trees, flowers, and grass. Doesn't that perfectly fit the feng shui metaphysics that the people of the Dragon Kingdom particularly like to practice?
Cough... You're thinking too much.
Bringing his thoughts back, Huo Ling glanced at the red-glowing numbers displayed on the machine.
3501.
"?" Huo Ling's expression froze, and he slowly typed out a question mark.
No way, how can someone reach a strength attribute of 3500 at the Grand Martial Master level?!
Isn't that a value that only peak Martial Emperors or even Grandmasters can achieve?
As a mage and a late-stage martial artist, Huo Ling, whose mental attribute had not even broken through 1,000, silently cried out in his heart.
"Is this number significantly different from the value on your bracelet?" Huo Ling asked, bewildered.
Thinking of the value of 3542 on his bracelet, Jiang Wuyuan nodded: "There is still some gap."
Huo Ling's expression immediately became even more complicated.
The 'some gap' that Jiang Wuyuan mentioned was, in his eyes, at least several hundred.
So, this kid's stats are almost 4000 now?
Or it has already exceeded 4000.
Huo Ling rubbed his face, completely unaware that he had secretly boosted Jiang Wuyuan's strength considerably. He turned and walked towards the next machine: "Come on, let's try a different one. The last one wasn't suitable for you."
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