Weekly Simulation: My Rubbish Qualifications Make Me a Martial Saint!

[High martial arts + simulator + decisive killing + slap in the face + cool writing + system] In this cruel world where Qi and blood are respected and talent determines life and death, he is a "waste meridian" that cannot even digest the Body Tempering Pill. He was nailed to the top of the college's pillar of shame and even publicly humiliated by the school belle. In a desperate situation, [Super God Simulator] suddenly awakens - simulate the future every week and gain cultivation! When Tianjiao broke through a realm in three days during the same period, he died and reincarnated in the simulation: Break the bottleneck? The seventh level of body tempering! The spine exploded with seven bone explosions, and the muscles condensed into the shadow of a dragon! Fighting beasts? One person guards the city gate! The fist blasted through the throat bone of the iron-clawed wolf, and the beast's remains piled up into a ten-meter low mountain! Enlightenment method? Eighty years! The moment the remaining pages of "Dragon Elephant Kung Fu" were burned away, energy and blood spurted out like a furnace! The Federation rookie mocked him for his "poor talent", but he didn't know that—— After hundreds of days of bone refining, he accumulated countless simulations, and his fist strength was tens of thousands of kilograms and shattered the dynamometer; In the abyss of the martial arts examination, he used the simplest straight punch to crush the holy bones of the genius. The live broadcast camera freezes the examiner's voice and says: "Is this... The person who was last for qualifications back then?!" Final Battlefield When he stepped on the corpse of the God of War and looked back at his home planet, the alien race in the starry sky trembled and analyzed the battle log: "Combat power... One billion seven thousand points?!" "Quickly? No, I just spent all your efforts in beating the pills in the simulator!"