Chapter 8

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C8 – Shock

The Combat Strength Detector was in the corner of the district.

The residential area was an old residential area, and it could even be said to be the cheapest residential area in the city.

The people who lived here were all from the lowest level of the city.

No one would have thought that a Junior Martial Apprentice would be born in their district.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Yun Ling continued to hit the Combat Strength Detector.

1001.

1062.

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1210.

Not enough, it was still not enough.

Although he had the Ultimate Cultivation Talent, it was not possible to completely comprehend the elementary Celestial Skill, the Thunderous Fist, in just a few minutes.

Yun Ling also knew that it would not be long before he could comprehend the Thunderous Fist.

1001.

1170.

1350.

1500.

Looking at the numbers on the Combat Strength Detector, Yun Ling thought that it was about time.

Yun Jinglin swallowed his saliva and was still in a daze. The number displayed on the Combat Strength Detector really shocked him.

“Little Feng, you are already a Junior Martial Apprentice?”

After a long silence, Yun Jinglin looked at Yun Ling.

“Yes, Dad.”

Yun Ling nodded. He felt that since his father already knew, there was no need for him to hide it anymore.

After all, he was just a Junior Martial Apprentice.

“But your cultivation talent is only a Weak Level Cultivation Talent. How could you possibly cultivate it in such a short period of time?”

“I don’t know why either.”

Yun Ling scratched his head and said, “Dad, I hope you don’t tell anyone about this.”

He had his own purpose for doing so. He had never told anyone about his ultimate Cultivation Talent.

He didn’t want to reveal too much of his confidence. After all, he was only a Junior Martial Apprentice.

“Hmm, you have your own concerns. I won’t tell anyone.”

Yun Jinglin nodded.

He remembered that the first time he saw Yun Ling, he was only five years old. However, his eyes had never left his mind.

A pair of eyes filled with hatred!

Those eyes made him feel a chill down his spine when facing a five-year-old child.

“Dad, there’s something else.”

Yun Ling looked at Yun Jinglin.

“What is it?”

“You are late for work.”