I became immortal in the world of low martial arts

Chapter 41

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Genius is slightly open.

Su Heng had already appeared in old man Mei's boxing academy.

In front of him was a large old porcelain basin filled with rough white sea salt.

Su Heng's upper body was naked. He had just finished a whole set of warm-up exercises, and his breathing sounded a little short. On his bronze-colored skin, some crystal-clear sweat could be seen.

Su Heng took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

He picked up the rough sea salt in the porcelain basin in front of him with both hands, and applied it vigorously on the skin of his face and upper body.

Rough sea salt rubbed together with thick skin.Under Su Heng's great strength and constant friction, some rough salt crystals cut through the skin and penetrated into the blood, which immediately brought Su Heng a burst of tingling pain, and he couldn't help but take a breath. Gas, a hissing sound came out of his mouth.

However, Su Heng did not give up the movement in his hands because of the pain.

Instead, keep going.

The strength in his hands even became heavier.

This process lasted for half an hour, until the white sea salt in the porcelain basin in front of him was covered with a layer of light pink, and Su Heng stopped what he was doing.

This is a training method that old man Mei taught Su Heng.

In this way, the skin is damaged, and the warrior's skin and muscles will become tougher after healing.

at the same time.

The martial artist's ability to resist attacks will also be significantly enhanced.

Although this process is painful, the improvement in exchange is also obvious.

The copper-skinned iron bones brought Su Heng a significant improvement in defense, and after more than two months of self-abuse practice, Su Heng could clearly notice that his muscles and skin had become tougher.

at the very beginning.

With the same method, it only takes less than 5 minutes for Su Heng's skin to be scratched by the salt, achieving the training effect.

But now, with Su Heng's strength improved.It took a full half an hour and repeated vigorous rubbing before Su Heng could barely break open his skin and achieve a certain amount of improvement.

"The method provided by old man Mei is effective, but this method is gradually unable to exert its original effect."

Su Heng felt the pain from his body and thought silently in his heart.

He took a basin of cold water from the corner of the boxing gym and sprinkled it on his body, washing away the salt, blood, sweat and other stains left on the skin.

Cold wind blows.

Su Heng suddenly felt refreshed.

The little drowsiness that remained in consciousness also disappeared without a trace.

He was planning to go outside to find a restaurant to eat something to fill his stomach, but just as he turned around, he saw old man Mei walking in with a one-meter-long stick in his hand.

After seeing Su Heng training alone in the courtyard.

Old man Mei's eyes lit up, and the wooden stick in his hand hit the center of Su Heng's chest.

Swish!
Lianjin Martial Artist makes a move.

Even a casual blow is no small matter.

The tiny wooden stick was wrapped with a special dragon's energy, as if piercing the air, it made a sharp whistling sound.

Su Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.

While turning his body sideways, he reached out and grabbed Old Man Mei's arm.

never thought.

On the way, the old man Mei flicked the wooden stick in his hand and hit Su Heng's thick arm.The wooden stick wrapped with layers of strength also broke apart with a bang.

Pieces of tiny sawdust, under the blessing of strength.

Like a bullet that has come out of the chamber, it has quite good lethality.

Su Heng closed his eyes subconsciously, and at the same time opened the other palm to block himself.

"Haha, Su boy. Your physical condition is really good, but the combat experience is still too young, and there is still a lot to learn in the future." Old man Mei laughed out loud.

While speaking.

The kick was thrown out, with layers of phantoms, like a long whip whipping on the outside of Su Heng's thigh, making a crisp sound.

Su Heng's body swayed slightly, and then he maintained his balance.

He put down the palm in front of him.

Looking at the proud old man Mei in front of him, Su Heng shook his head helplessly, and said, "Compared to Master, I am much worse."

"Hmm, it's good to know the gap, haha." Old man Mei was still laughing, but the laughter at this moment seemed a little unnatural.

He unconsciously looked towards the outside of Su Heng's left leg.

just now.

Old man Mei's kick, although he stopped a bit, used about five minutes of his strength.

According to old man Mei's estimation, this kind of power will not really hurt Su Heng, but it is enough to make Su Heng feel pain, and even lose his balance unexpectedly, and collapse on the ground for a short period of time, unable to get up. .

I never thought of...

Now Su Heng's face is as calm as water, without the slightest pain.

The place where old man Mei kicked just now can only see a little red and swollen marks, and it probably won't take long for it to fully recover.

This kid's physical fitness... is it a monster?
Old man Mei was smiling, but he was extremely surprised in his heart.

"Haha, not bad." Old man Mei smiled awkwardly, and patted Su Heng's arm, "Your flying dragon legs are almost at the level of minor success. Your talent and understanding are far beyond ordinary people, and what is even more commendable is that you practice hard and earnestly." Maybe you can really complete the fourth blood refinement, not bad not bad!"

Old Man Mei clapped his hands.

He saw Su Heng's performance during this period, and he was not stingy in admiring Su Heng.

"It's all taught by Master..." Su Heng flattered me, but it made Old Man Mei feel very comfortable.

"To rest and take a bath today, you should also go for a walk outside. You must also learn to combine work and rest in practice." In the boxing academy, there will be a day off every half a month.

For the rest of the time, if you want to go out, you can just talk to the elder brother.

The control is not strict.

Su Heng bid farewell to old man Mei, originally wanted to eat something outside, but now the city is getting more and more depressed, and there is not even a restaurant in the outer city, so after thinking about it, I can only go home and ask my second sister Su Ping to help prepare some food .

……

at the same time.

South Bridge Street, in a beautiful courtyard.

Su Ping heard an urgent knock on the door of the compound, she put aside the steamed buns she made in her hands, and hurried to the door.

Open the wooden door.

Then I saw on the street outside, a young and thin girl of twelve or thirteen was standing there wiping tears with pear blossoms in the rain, her thin and dark face was full of anxiety.

"Sister Su, please save my eldest sister."

After seeing Su Ping, the little girl held Su Ping's hand and refused to let go, as if she had found a backbone.

"What happened?" Su Ping was startled.

The little girl in front of her was her former neighbor on Nanshan Street, and her eldest sister was also a female worker who often went out with Su Ping to pick up sewing work and went to the square to attend meetings together.

The relationship is pretty good.

Even after Su Ping moved to the other courtyard on Nanqiao Street, he kept in touch.

"My sister fell ill and has been coughing up blood... Now only you can help us." The little girl said intermittently, touching her tears.

After understanding the specific situation.

Su Ping froze in place, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Now the situation outside is becoming more and more chaotic. Su Ping is a thin woman who dare not go far.But the little girl's eldest sister is also one of Su Ping's few friends, if she is allowed to have an accident like this, she will feel very sorry.

The girl urged more and more anxiously.

Holding Su Ping's hand, he was about to walk out the door.

But just when Su Ping was hesitating, a figure suddenly appeared, blocking the enlarged and thickened door frame tightly.

The little girl's sobbing voice stopped suddenly, and the expression on her face seemed to freeze together. She raised her head tremblingly, and then raised her head again, only to see Su Heng's slightly rough face shrouded in shadows, looking at her expressionlessly.

(End of this chapter)