After adding this agility, Woojin obviously felt that his whole person had become more "relaxed."
The muscles of the arms and legs became firmer.
The slight sense of "bloat" brought about by the original increase in the strength of the two points was gone at this moment.
He took a ruler out of a drawer, tied one end of the ruler with a thin wire, and hung it on the edge of his desk.
Because of the smooth surface of the ruler, under the action of its gravity, the thin thread that binds it is constantly sliding upwards to break free.
Woojin put two fingers on either side of the zero scale of the ruler, not looking at the thin line, just staring at the ruler.
At the moment when the thin line completely breaks free from the ruler and the ruler slips and sags.
He snapped his fingers at the fallen ruler.
"Less than two centimeters."
Woojin looked at the results of the test and knew it in his heart.
"The speed of nerve reflexes has increased a lot."
This is significant.
If it is a track and field competition, then Woojin can rush out of the starting line faster than others at the moment he hears the gunshot.
If it is in a combat fight, it means that when the opponent punches over, Woojin can react faster than before, dodge, and then counterattack.
"I'll find time tomorrow to test it and see how much my running speed improves.
Well, there's two more boosts from power."
Woojin took off his shirt, walked to the dressing mirror of the large wardrobe in the bedroom, and looked at himself in the mirror.
After adding two points of strength, the muscles in his arms, chest, abdomen, lower back, and thighs became much fuller.
The contours were clear, and the lines were smooth.
The whole person seemed to be quite robust.
Who would have thought that a month ago, the young man in the mirror was still a "thin dog" with no meat on his body?
"The power of 11 has at least doubled my strength compared to 9 o'clock.
It can easily break the bones of the wrist and send an adult man of more than 100 pounds flying like a sandbag several meters away.
I don't know how much punching power I have.
I'll go to the martial arts hall tomorrow to take a test.
Thinking back to the battle in the alley, the crushing pleasure of a group of raincoat men in the back makes Woojin still unforgettable.
It's like an adult fighting a group of children, and the sheer superiority of power completely makes up for his lack of skill and experience.
"That's right!"
When Woojin "admired" his figure, he suddenly remembered.
"I still have three skill points that are useless!"
There are a bunch of basic professional skills on the body, and he usually feels that the increase in experience is okay, so he has been reluctant to use them.
He saved up to 3 points, but he couldn't save it anymore.
"The four basic fighting skills are left, and the basic grappling has not reached lv3. After raising the basic grappling to lv3, the preconditions for unlocking the core skills of the [Fighter] profession should be met."
Woojin had been looking forward to this for more than half a month.
He decided to try to improve and unlock tonight, and the battle in the alley made this idea stronger and stronger in his heart.
"Upgrade, basic grappling."
1 skill point is added to the basic grapple, and the original base grapple of lv2 immediately becomes lv3, and even the original experience points are retained.
It's the same as when he tried to use skill points to directly improve the physics subject under the [Student] class.
After the skill points were consumed, Woojin immediately felt a stream of fragmented memories rushing into his mind.
These were some memories of himself working on basic grappling.
These images melded into Woojin's body, deeply imprinted deep in his muscles.
It's like he really went through a long period of "hard training" and then improved the basic grappling of lv2 to lv3.
"Not only did I master the essentials of the existing grappling techniques more thoroughly, but I also realized several new skills that Cheng Peng had never taught me. So I naturally mastered it. It's amazing."
Woojin casually made a few basic grappling movements, marveled at the magic of the professional panel, and then couldn't wait to check the panel again.
"It really appeared!"
Sure enough, under Woojin's surprised gaze, a little gray quietly appeared on the [Fighter] career panel.
Pay attention and get a hint immediately - [Class Core Skills to be Unlocked]
Is it unlocked? Yes, definitely!
Woojin did not hesitate to add 1 skill point.
Soon, the gray on the panel was lit up.
A brand-new skill is completely presented—[Core Skill: Imaginary Enemy (Active)]
[Effect: Construct the opponent in consciousness and deduce the direction of the battle]
Woojin looked at the introduction of the effect of this core skill, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
"Imaginary Enemy."
"Fantasy Battle."
It seems to be very interesting.
"If it's as I imagined, maybe it can just make up for my shortcomings in actual combat."
If the specific effect is, try it to know.
Woojin took out his training mat as usual, and this time he didn't go to the living room, but just spread it out in the bedroom.
After a long period of exercise, this old mattress was covered with dark brown sweat stains, which could not be wiped off even with laundry detergent.
Woojin didn't care and sat down on the mat in a more comfortable position.
"If it's a conscious battle, you should close your eyes."
Woojin thought, closed his eyes, and then silently activated the skill in his heart.
"Come on. My fantasy opponent!
Unleash, [Imaginary Enemy]!
"Bang-la-"
Rain, pouring rain.
Woojin opened his eyes suddenly.
He found himself in a narrow alley.
The continuous pouring rain fell from the night sky overhead, wetting his whole body, but he didn't feel any cold.
"Uhh
Woojin subconsciously narrowed his eyes and saw a figure standing quietly between the beams of light.
Although he couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, he was still extremely sure.
The other party should be the middle-aged man who had just fought with him before.
"So, I went back to Rain Alley an hour ago.
An imaginary enemy constructed in self-consciousness. Or him!
Woojin took a deep breath and gently wiped away the rain that ran from his forehead to his chin.
"Come on, then."
He twisted his neck and moved his limbs.
After adding two points of strength, the body became more toned, and in the process, there was a sense of relaxation.
"Let me. Knock you down one more time!
Woojin's eyes lit up with fierce fighting intent, and he kicked the ground with his right foot and splashed water on the ground.
The whole person rushed towards the figure in front of the lamppost like a loose dog.
The increase in agility made Woojin clearly feel that his sprint speed had improved.
"It seems that in the world of consciousness, my abilities are completely reflected in reality."
This made Woojin's heart more stable, and his fighting spirit more intense.
Because he had already defeated the other party once, he encountered it again, and his mentality was no longer as nervous and panicked as when he was in the alley.
It's more of a validation.
Verify your current strength. What grade can it be calculated?
In the face of the attack of the long road, the figure in front of the headlights also moved.
"Bang!"
The two figures collided violently, and countless splashes exploded from the center of the collision.
(End of chapter)