Lingtai Xianyuan

Chapter 9
335.
Yang Chen's expression froze, did he gain strength again?
If you gain another 15 catties, you will become a martial artist!

I went back to fight today, anyway, there is that stone pool that can restore my body at any time.

Ah!
From now on, I will practice at home at night and sleep in the classroom during the day!
Yang Chen rushed out of the school gate in a hurry, took a taxi, and returned home after more than 20 minutes.Without stopping for a moment, he entered Fangcun Mountain, rushed into the stone room, and started to forge iron.

During this day and night, Yang Chen shuttled between the blacksmith room and the stone pool in the valley.After hitting a thousand hammers, I go to the stone pool to soak for a quarter of an hour, and then come back to continue hitting.

After going back and forth eight times, Yang Chen finally didn't need the tadpole to control himself, and he was able to hit the thousand hammers completely without the slightest deviation, and he was able to stand and walk, and still retained about [-]% of his strength in his body.

"I don't know how much power I have now?"

With a thought, Yang Chen came out from Fangcun Mountain and walked towards the practice room.That was when Yang Chen was six years old, his parents vacated a room and prepared all kinds of martial arts equipment for him.

This room is very large, five meters wide and 11 meters long. It was Yang Chen's parents who opened up the walls of the two rooms and joined them together.

There are mirrors on all four walls, and treadmills, barbells, dumbbells, agility testers, speed testers and more are placed on the ground.

Yang Chen touched the dynamometer, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

He hasn't practiced for a year. He has been practicing martial arts since he was six years old. He has been practicing martial arts for nine years until he is 15 years old.Last year, he gave up martial arts and concentrated on studying cultural courses. He had a ruthless heart in his bones and wanted to be admitted to a prestigious school, so his cultural courses were the top students in the whole school year, No.1.

Now I can practice martial arts again!

The sadness in his eyes disappeared bit by bit, and his firmness gradually appeared, his eyes were shining with stars.

Standing in front of the dynamometer, he took a deep breath and punched out suddenly.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and the numbers on the dynamometer screen flipped rapidly.

358.
"what!"

Yang Chen jumped up on the spot and swung his fist fiercely in the air.

Four floors of warriors.

In just two days, he jumped from the second floor to the fourth floor.

"I'm alive!"

Tears flowed from Yang Chen's eyes. Last year, he decided to give up martial arts and concentrate on cultural lessons.Although he relied on his ruthlessness, he became the number one in the culture class of the whole school year.But there was no joy in his heart, every dream was an unwilling dream, and his whole heart seemed to be dead.

"I'm alive!"

Yang Chen suddenly raised his head, roaring at the top of his lungs.

Some concern, some indifference, some mocking faces of the students, the distressed eyes of the parents, mixed with regret, the lonely eyes, the serious and unemotional eyes of the grandpa, the uncle, the aunt, the uncle, the aunt, the cousin Cousin, cousin, cousin...

Faces flowed before his eyes like a revolving lantern, and finally fixed on a young and feminine face.

On the face of Zheng Tong, the eldest son of the Zheng family.

"He should already be a martial artist, right? The resources of the family are leaning on him. He is the pride of the Zheng family and the hope for the future! He is the old enemy of the Yang family and the black hand who overthrew the Yang family!

and I? "

Yang Chen lowered his head, slowly raised his hands, and then slowly clenched them!Then he sat on a chair and resolutely entered Fangcun Mountain.

After soaking in the stone pool for a quarter of an hour, Yang Chen returned to the stone room again.Glancing at the tadpole writing on the wall, the tadpole writing began to flow.Looking back, he picked up the [-]-jin hammer, came to the wall and put it down, and stood in front of the second-to-last hammer, holding the handle of the hammer with one hand and exerting force, he lifted the hammer up.

"Two hundred catties! It seems that each hammer weighs a hundred catties!"

Now Yang Chen is a martial artist on the fourth floor, with a strength of 358 jin, and it doesn't take much effort to lift a 200 jin hammer.However, he knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to swing the 200-jin hammer a thousand times with his own strength.Moreover, each hammer must be stable at a force of 200 catties to 358 catties, and there must be no trace of deviation in trajectory.At least not now, I still need that tadpole man to help me squeeze my potential.

"when……"

Yang Chen began to strike the iron, and the sparks splashed, reflecting Yang Chen's face more resolutely, his eyes became more determined, the muscles, muscles, bones, and organs of the body were mobilizing, and they were moving in a rhythm. Every time you move, you are gaining a bit of strength.Every time he moves, his muscles, tendons, and organs will become a little stronger.

"Dangdangdang..."

460 eight.

460 nine.

Four hundred and seven.

"Om..."

That tadpole man turned into thousands of tadpoles again, rushed towards Yang Chen, took over Yang Chen's body, and continued to strike iron.In an instant, the power of each hammer became stable, and the trajectory of the hammer was not bad at all.

Yang Chen could feel that his potential was being tapped out little by little, and the impurities in his body were being pushed out little by little.Every time Yang Chen excreted a lot of impurities, he didn't know if there were more impurities in his body, or if the method of tempering the body with iron was more thorough in expelling the impurities in his body?

"Should have both!" Yang Chen secretly said in his heart: "I have more impurities in my body than others, and that's why I've been practicing for nine years, and I'm just a warrior with two levels. The more thorough discharge of impurities is the only way to expel so many impurities from one's body in such a short period of time, allowing oneself to break through two layers."

The martial arts stage is a body tempering stage.Just like making a weapon, first you have to forge the iron, and you have to knock out the impurities in the metal.It does not involve high-level things such as absorbing spiritual energy and practicing luck.Therefore, although the aura in this square inch mountain is extremely strong, probably ten times that of the outside world, for Yang Chen, it is useless to breathe more comfortably.

"when……"

After the first thousand hammers were struck and the tadpoles were separated from the body, Yang Chen could no longer grasp the 200-jin forging hammer and fell to the ground with a bang. The water stains were all sweat from his body.

"Huhuhu..."

Yang Chen took a few deep breaths, resisted the stinging pain all over his body, gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, walking towards the stone pool with three wobbles.

More than a quarter of an hour later, Yang Chen stood in the blacksmithing room lively and vigorously, knocking loudly.

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morning.

There was a lot of noise on the street, people going to work and school, each heading towards their destination.

Yang Chen got off the taxi and yawned long. He felt that he couldn't even lift his eyelids, and his eyelids kept fighting.Yesterday he worked continuously for a day and a night. Even with the supplement of medicinal liquid in Shitan, he was tireless, but his spirit was unbearable.

"squeak……"

A car stopped beside him, startling the drowsy Yang Chen.

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The second update arrives, the warriors are on the fourth floor, are the comrades still satisfied?

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