Doom: Liver experience from hunting

Chapter 54 As long as the scroll does not die, it will be scrolled to death!
"Brother, what kind of kung fu are you practicing? Why do you look so weird?"

Tang Wen was on the ground, posing in a yoga-like pose, but didn't reply to his sister's words.

Tang Tang looked at it for a while and ignored him.

Half an hour later, Tang Wen's eyes showed excitement.

Hunyuan pile, broke through.

[Skill: Hunyuan Pile, Beginner → Beginner (1/1000)]

Perhaps because of his young body and hard work, the 15-year-old Tang Wen, after hard training during this period, his attribute value has slightly increased.

The attribute value grows to:

【Body: 7.5→7.55】

【Fine: 8.08→8.1】

Although not much, it also proves that exercise still has a little effect.

Of course, this growth is far inferior to the breakthrough of Hunyuan Pile.

【Body: 7.55→8.05】

【Fine: 8.08→8.6】

The two attributes have each increased by 0.5.

Don't look at the small value, you must know that with Tang Wen's abnormal physique, it is extremely difficult to increase it by 0.1.

It just so happened that the time was approaching noon, Tang Wen came to the cafeteria early and began to show off the food.

Before Tang Tang and Zhou Bing moved their chopsticks, he had already eaten two large pots of vegetables and one large pot of rice.

Then he patted his belly, drank corn soup and said, "Three full."

Zhou Bing beckoned, and the maid brought some more pots of food.

In less than half an hour, Tang Wen finished building again.

The maid and the surrounding guards were amazed.

The former stepped forward and asked: "From now on, we will prepare according to this amount of food?"

"That's not necessary, just add half a pot of vegetables."

The maid stepped back, visibly relieved.

Watching Tang Wen eat for a while, Tang Tang didn't feel distressed at all, and felt that Tang Wenxuan was missing, so he had to eat enough.

She has recently started practicing martial arts, and her appetite has increased significantly.

It's no problem to eat half a pot of food alone.

Touching his lower abdomen, Tang Tang strengthened his determination to continue practicing martial arts.

There is no way out, the three of them in the family have enough food, and the money they earn from selling meat buns by themselves may not be able to eat enough!

Practice martial arts and be a guard!

Must be a guard!
Only when you become a guard can you have free meals!
In the hearts of young ladies who have been shrouded in hunger for more than ten years, if they are full, they are bigger than the sky.

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

Tang Wen's hard qigong and Wuhenbu have successively broken through from entry level to master level.

[Hard Qigong, Mastery (31/1000)]

[No trace step, mastery (7/1000)]

The level of mastery, the level is still very low, and it can't increase the combat power.

Needs more tempering and training.

"You said, is there a more effective way of exercising?"

At the dinner table, I heard Tang Wen's words.

Zhang Lin, who was talking about something, froze for a moment.

An Lei looked at Tang Wen with admiration in her eyes: "Look, An Lei!"People who are more talented than you work harder than you!Practice!Must practice more!
Tang Tang glared at him: "How fast? Could it be an iron rod to beat you?"

Zhou Bing quickly shook his head and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, exercise doesn't happen overnight."

Zhang Lin also quickly persuaded.

The guards at the next table shook their heads and smiled wryly when they heard Tang Wen's words.

"This pervert!"

"At the end of the month, Xia Laoyue will be assessed at the end of the month. I don't know if Tang Wen and the others will participate."

"Definitely participate, Mr. Xia always treats everyone equally"

"Then see you in the ring! Let's see how his strength is!"

"Yes, martial arts is for killing people! Hard work is useless."

Hearing this, Zhou Bing gave them a cold look.

The guards didn't speak any more, they bowed their heads to cook.

In the afternoon, Tang Wen went to ask Mr. Xia the same question.

The old general frowned, if ordinary people come to ask, just start scolding and it's over!

Martial arts practice is water grinding kung fu, whether it is 20 years of skill or three to five years of skill for one punch will determine your life and death.

There are no shortcuts, nothing works or doesn't work, just practice.

But when Tang Wen came to ask, he felt a toothache.

"I can't think about other kung fu, but Wuhenbu, if your body can hold it, you can wear heavy armor to exercise all day long!"

Incorporating exercise into your routine?
"Tall! Old man, you are really tall! An old man is like a treasure!"

Feeling that the solution is feasible, the beautiful words in Tang Wen's mouth can be spread without money.

The wrinkles on the old general's face burst into laughter.

This boy Tang Wen is not only talented and hardworking, but he also speaks so nicely!

Promising and worth cultivating!

After getting the advice, Tang Wen immediately followed suit. He borrowed Zhou Bing's name and received another 120-jin inner armor that was one size bigger.

Two sets of inner armor are stacked together.

The [-]-jin weight-bearing lead clothes outside were also replaced with heavier ones!
Metal boots as usual.

This is what I wear when I'm not exercising.

So, next, in addition to bathing, sleeping, and practicing other kung fu, he even wore weights when eating.

The guards whispered.

"Captain, you said that Tang Wen is so hard-working all of a sudden, do you know that he has to select a commander?"

The captain's brows were frowned into a simple word: "One Zhou Bing is enough to cause a headache, why did such a pervert appear again?"

This is the opportunity I have been waiting for for a long time.

If you perform well, you might be able to directly become the commander of the outer city.

or?

Some thoughts flashed and were dismissed by himself.

Old General Xia couldn't rub the sand in his eyes!
Besides, the camp did not necessarily lose only one commander.

As guards who patrol the underground palace every day and are on duty at night, they are much more informed than Tang Wen and others.

Although Zhang Lin's father, Commander Zhang, had never appeared in the square after he lost his arm, some guards still saw him.

When the imperial guard was standing guard, I learned from his conversation with General Xia.

After this war is over, he wants to retire.

In this way, the position of the commander of the outer city will be vacant.

According to past practice, the selection must be by force.

After all, military force is the basis for the camp to gain a foothold in this land. As for daily official duties, certain routines have long been formed, and clerks will naturally handle them.

Noon, canteen.

Tang Wen picked up a pair of chopsticks as long as his forearm and ate his food.

There was no way, he was carrying too much weight, the scale armor was too thick, and it was difficult to bend his arms.

You can only use longer chopsticks to make up for it.

"Squeak, click!"

After a few protests, the stool suddenly shattered and fell to the ground.

Tang Wen took a step back, stabilized his figure, and made a posture of zipping a horse.

After a while, the maid brought in a new stool.

Just as Tang Wen was about to sit on it, his heart suddenly moved, and he said, "No need, just practice horse stance."

"Ah?" The maid covered her lips and was stunned for a few seconds before retreating to the wall.

Today, the cafeteria serves roast lamb, some coated with honey, some touched with salt, and some with red chili powder.

Take a bite and serve it with scallions, the taste is unforgettable!
The imperial guards deliberately came to the cafeteria early, and the food was delicious at this time.

Suddenly I heard Tang Wen's phrase "It's just a matter of practicing horse stance".

Immediately, complex expressions appeared, and they all looked at Tang Wen.

I saw this guy, sitting at the door, wearing a lead jacket that looked extremely heavy.

Do nothing in the air, take root under your feet, and take a horse step!
Oh shit!

This day is over!
Can't you take a break?
You practice so hard and you practice for such a long time, we are very anxious!

Watching Tang Wen pick up the mutton with chopsticks and chew slowly.

They feel that the mutton in their hands is not fragrant.

One after another, when Mr. Xia was training them recently, one after another:
"Look at Tang Wen, you little dogs"

"This amount of training is tiring? Can you do it, little dog?"

"When will you rest? When the Black Mountain ghost cuts off your head, how do you want to rest, how do you rest! Little dog!"

"Small dog, little dog, little dog..."

Being scolded as a puppy all day long, the guards were all over their heads.

Fortunately, they didn't know that "fine dog" was the new term Tang Wen gave Xia Lao, otherwise, there might be a gang fight in the cafeteria!

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