The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 7 Significant Progress

"Heck, heck", the big rooster of the neighbor's house crowed three times from low to high, and lay on the quilt of the kang. The naked Xiang Yang opened his eyes suddenly, and a carp stood up and stood up.

"Damn, I actually fell asleep. I don't know if it's a waste of the effect of the medicine. Damn it, it's all worthless money."

Xiang Yang murmured to himself quite distressed, but he shook his neck and stretched his waist, and there was a slight crackling sound of bone trembling around him, which surprised him a little bit, the feeling on his body was so strange.

In the past when I woke up early in the morning, Xiang Yang was groggy, sleepy, and sometimes had a lot of soreness on my body, but this morning is different, my head is clear, I don’t have the slightest sleepiness or desire to go back to sleep, and my body is relaxed and comfortable. Every inch of skin, every muscle, seems to be massaged from head to toe.

"It works." Xiang Yang's eyes lit up, full of joy, but when he looked at the situation below him, his face turned red again.

Although he was the only one in the room, he still felt ashamed. He quickly put on his clothes and picked up the Yanling knife placed on the top of the kang. However, as soon as he got the Yanling knife, Xiang Yang noticed that it was different from the past. It seemed that the weight was not right.

The Yanling Saber is three feet five feet long and is recast with refined iron. It weighs about thirteen catties. With the scabbard, it can weigh fifteen catties. It is nearly twice as heavy as the standard official knife in the county government. Yang felt that the weight of this knife was a bit light.

"No, it's not that the knife is lighter, it's that my strength has increased, and it's easier to lift a weight of fifteen pounds. That's why I have this illusion. It seems that the effect of iron crotch training is very significant."

Xiang Yang held the knife in his left hand, touched his chin with his right hand, and thought happily, the three major effects of practicing iron crotch kungfu, and increasing his strength is the one he pays the most attention to and desires the most, because it is directly related to the level of his future combat power and strength. Whether the task is completed or not.

In order to verify his conjecture, Xiang Yang went to the small courtyard, took a deep breath of the fresh morning air, put down the Yanling Saber, turned around and took out two stone locks specially used to build strength from the corner.

Lift the stone lock on both sides, spread your legs apart, do a horse stance, and straighten your waist and abdomen. Xiang Yang began to lift the stone lock up and down, one time, two times, and counted silently in his heart every time he did it. .

In the past, when Xiang Yang was in his best condition, he could do it fifteen times in one go, but today it is different. If Xiang Yang has divine help, he has already done more than 20 times in a short period of time, and he still has the energy to continue.

With two bangs, Xiang Yang suppressed his joy, threw the stone lock to one corner, turned around, picked up the Yanling knife, drew it out of its sheath, and practiced the sword technique.

The machete is more powerful than in the past, the stabbing knife is faster than the past, the knife is more stable than the past, and the red sun has not yet risen in the morning, Xiang Yang swayed the long knife wantonly in the dimly lit small courtyard, eight ways of the knife He used all the moves and routines over and over again, but his arms were as steady as Mount Tai, without trembling at all.

At the end, Xiang Yang put the knife back into its sheath, exhaled a long breath, clenched his right hand tightly, and looked at it carefully.

The same whiteness, the same tenderness, and the end of the thumb still has a sunken dimple like a baby's, but the strength is really different. Today's him is far more than yesterday's self.

The most obvious change is the strength of the sword technique, the same move, the same proficiency, the strength is three points greater, and the power is more than three points greater.

In other words, if Xiang Yang was able to kill two strong adults holding instruments yesterday, he could easily defeat five same big men today. Small catchers are more than enough, even if they do a good job, it is not impossible to be promoted to head catcher in the future.

"And this is just the beginning. After completing the remaining two tasks issued by the Wordless Heavenly Book, you can not only get the basic breathing formula, develop your internal strength, but also learn the Hu family's sword technique. By then, your strength will be doubled. Continue to snowball , I will become stronger and stronger, and I will be invincible in the future, and it is not impossible to become a myth and legend."

Xiang Yang's heart was agitated, among other things, according to the current entry into the country, give him two months, and his body strength will grow to a thousand or eight hundred catties, and he will definitely be able to kill Hu Qiang like a dog. A seventy catty sword is an egg. At that time, brother will beat you to death with Li Yuanba's big hammer.

However, Xiang Yang soon realized that such a significant improvement just showed Xiang Yang's weakness, and according to the iron crotch skill, the effect of increasing strength is definitely the best when practicing for the first time, so continue to practice , the growth of strength will gradually decay, and finally there is no way to advance.

This is the same as taking medicine, the body gradually develops resistance, and the cultivation of iron crotch kung fu relies mostly on the nourishment of the vitality of the medicine soup. Compared with the two, iron crotch kung fu can only be used as a short-term means of increasing strength.

"It's not bad. According to the exercises and my estimate, those with extraordinary talents can increase their strength by practicing the iron crotch function, so that a weapon weighing a hundred catties can be manipulated like an arm. Xiang Yu and Lu Bu are nothing more than a strong general of Qianjun Piyi, and I am not very talented, but if I practice to the extreme, I shouldn't have much problem killing Hu Qiang."

Now what Xiang Yang is thinking about is to kill Hu Qiang. The mission is one aspect, and revenge for Xiang Daniu is another aspect. However, because of the relationship between his strength a few days ago, he never dared to think about it. Now that the iron crotch skill is so powerful, Xiang Seeing hope, Yang thought again.

Turning around, went to the side of the water tank, got a basin of clean water to wash, and then went to the hut to relieve himself. Xiang Yang's stomach started to growl. After thinking about it, he realized that from last night to this morning, he drank a bowl in total. Iron Crotch Kungfu is equipped with medicinal soup. As for the two catties of pork used to make the soup, the essence and blood energy are all integrated into the medicine, and the remaining waste meat has been thrown away by Xiang Yang, and it has not been touched at all.

"It's time to sacrifice to the Wu Zang Temple, and my father has already been buried. It's also time to report to the county government, take the official uniform and officially take office, and at the same time wait for the opportunity to find out the black hand who plotted to assassinate my father."

Xiang Yang thought for a while, went back to the house and took off the filial piety clothes on his body, and put on a black commoner, but tied a white cloth strip above his right arm to show his filial piety.

Just after tidying up, I heard the sound of knocking on the door, and at the same time, there was a rustic shout with a male duck voice, "Brother Xiaoyang, come out quickly, I will give you your official uniform." You brought it here."

Hearing the voice, Xiang Yang's mind instantly flashed a figure of a young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks and bright eyes. This is Fu Dachun, his young playmate who used to be a servant in the government office with him.

Fu Dachun, whose ancestral home is Xiuyuan County, Qingjiang Prefecture, is separated from Anyuan by several counties. His ancestors were also old farmers, but he was lucky from his grandparents to come to Anyuan County to take root, opened a tavern, and made some money.

When it was Fu Dachun's father's turn, he spent some money and worked as a servant in the government office. Although he didn't earn much, he was on the emperor's rations anyway, and his status was not ordinary. They dare not come to Fu's Tavern to make trouble.

Since Fu Dachun turned 12 years old the previous year, he stopped studying in school. Instead, he wandered around the government office with his father all day long, met Xiang Yang, who was one year older than him, and became a playmate and friend ever since.

(End of this chapter)