Gao Wu: My martial arts training relies solely on hard work

Chapter 17

"After arduous practice, your understanding of Man Niu Jin has improved."

"Pretty awesome: 15/100."

"The progress is increased to 15, reaching the entry level, the defense is increased, and the power of an ox is obtained."

Yongjia 24 years, September [-]th.

The eleventh day when Zhao Xuan came to the martial arts academy. .

Over and over again, as he took the trouble to practice his awesome strength, a reminder sounded in his mind.

Then an inexplicable warm current appeared out of thin air and spread to the limbs and bones.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of bones resounded from every joint, and Zhao Xuan clearly felt that he had lifted up a few centimeters.

Then the muscles in his arms, chest, abdomen, thighs, and calves slowly bulged, making him a punch bigger than before.

Abundant power flowed through his body, as if it could kill a cow.

Speaking of the power of an ox, it shouldn't be difficult to kill a cow, right?
It wasn't over yet, Zhao Xuan felt a burning sensation on his skin, like being lightly roasted on a fifty-degree iron plate. It was itchy, but not painful.

He subconsciously touched it and felt that it was a normal temperature.

But the feeling that came from it was not soft skin, but a bit like the toughness of a belt.

He picked up the wooden stick placed on the bedside for self-defense and gave it a slight tap on his thigh.

"boom!"

There was a dull sound, but no pain was felt.

He raised the stick again, exerted a little force, and gave himself a hard blow with his eyes closed.

"Sizzle!"

The stick exploded from the middle, as if it had been run over by a car.

Zhao Xuan still felt no pain, only felt a squeeze.

This defense seems to be good.

Obviously not his limit.

"A wood will break if struck, but a knife will not break it."

This is the description of the dermabrasion realm in the classics.

Zhao Xuan thought to himself, could he have reached the skin-grinding realm?
Want to try it?

With expectations in his heart, he slowly walked to the martial arts arena.

There are eighteen kinds of weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds, which can be used for free.

Zhao Xuan took out a bladed Miao knife, waved it pretendingly a few times, and pretended to scratch his arm inadvertently.

Along with a twinge of pain, a slight cut was made on the arm.

Although there was no bleeding, it was not to the point of being "invulnerable to a knife".

Suddenly I had a more intuitive understanding of my own defense.

Slightly inferior to the "dermabrasion realm", but much better than ordinary people. If you really fight with someone in the "dermabrasion realm", you won't be afraid of the opponent.

Zhao Xuan clenched his fists. What really made him look forward to was the strength he had just obtained.

He wanted to try it, but he was worried about being caught by someone, which made him feel a little itchy.

Well, he remembered that there seemed to be a forest behind the martial arts academy. Would you like to take a walk?
Thinking in my mind, my feet moved that way unconsciously.

The fallen leaves in the mountains and forests are piled up and feel soft when stepped on.

Zhao Xuan looked around to make sure there was no one around, raised his energy, and pumped his fist.

There was a loud "bang", and the tree as thick as a bowl was exploded by his forceful punch, sawdust flying and falling down.

Zhao Xuan rubbed his fists and ran away quickly.

There was too much noise and he was worried that it would attract others.

Back at his residence, Zhao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

For more than a month after traveling back in time, he never felt safe. First he was worried about not having enough to eat, and then he was worried about dying at the hands of bullies and robbers.

Until today, with the strength of an ox, he felt that he had some power to protect himself.If you meet people from the Hu family again, use whatever bow and arrow you want to use and punch them to pieces.

"Your character has changed, your understanding of martial arts has improved, and your strength has increased accordingly."

"Pretty awesome: 16/100."

Hee, what an unexpected surprise.

Zhao Xuan didn't expect that just relaxing would be worth a day of hard training.

But he knew it very well.

Hard practice is the foundation, and epiphany is the additional reward based on hard practice.

This kind of reward is rare.

If you just want to gain enlightenment and not practice hard to save trouble, then you are putting the cart before the horse and losing more than you gain.

Keep practicing.

"Bull dash."

Zhao Xuan took a good posture, using his shoulders as angles, and slammed into the wooden stake, one after another, making a muffled sound.

While training was in full swing, a fat figure staggered towards him. He seemed to be unsteady, but he changed directions with every step, making it impossible to lock onto him.

"Hey, Junior Brother Zhao, are you practicing?"

The person who came was Luo Jin, a disciple of the inner courtyard, Zhao Xuan's "upline" in Yingjie Mutual Aid Society.

Zhao Xuan didn't stop when he saw the other party. He replied while practicing: "It's Senior Brother Luo. I'm at a critical moment right now. I hope Senior Brother will take care of you."

The implication is, I don't want to stop and talk to you, why don't you be more conscious and go by yourself?

Luo Jin obviously does not have this awareness.

He stood next to Zhao Xuan and said earnestly: "Junior Brother Zhao, it is right to study hard and practice hard, but if you don't find the right method, not only will there be no gains, but your body will be damaged."

Zhao Xuan glanced at the little fat man, "That's you. Can I be the same as you?"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Luo, for your concern. Junior Brother is very kind."

After saying hello, Luo Jin stopped making false greetings and said in a slightly more serious tone: "Junior Brother, Senior Brother has been talking to you about mutual aid for so long, but you don't seem to take it to heart."

Yes, here comes the one who raised an army to investigate.

Of course Zhao Xuan would not admit it: "Brother, why did you say this? Junior brother is oppressed by his master and lives in dire straits. Every day he hopes to get help from fellow brothers in the mutual aid society."

"It's just that my junior brother's qualifications are dull. I haven't even thought of how to ask my senior brother to help me. I'm really ashamed."

"Ah!"

Luo Jin laughed inexplicably: "Then senior brother asked you to attend the lecture of the new martial arts student, why don't you go?"

Zhao Xuan thought to himself: There is a quota of ten taels of silver, why don't you grab it?
"Hey, junior brother really wants to go, but he has a rude temper and is worried about bumping into seniors, so he can only bear the pain and give it to others."

"Senior brother, thanks to a huge favor, got a batch of blood-replenishing pills from the alchemy master. One pill is worth ten days of hard work. Junior brother, why don't you buy some?"

A blood-tonifying pill costs ten cents.

Are you sure it was you who bought the good elixir with favors, rather than the alchemist giving you a sum of money and asking you to find a few people to test the elixir?
This little fat guy is very insidious. Not only does he not want to give money, he also wants to eat both sides under the guise of selling medicine, which is extremely shameless.

"Hey, I got angry in those days. I was afraid that I would not be able to make up for it, so I didn't dare to waste all the hard work of my senior brother."

Luo Jin shook his head repeatedly: "You, you, you always have various reasons."

"Senior brother asked others to inform you to come to the inner courtyard to see me when you have time. Either you are not available or you are not feeling well. It has been almost half a month, and it is time to go to the next door Feijiang County."

If Zhao Xuan hadn't been able to get in, he wouldn't have come in person.

Over the years, he has had about ten younger brothers, Lin Lin, but this is the first time he has met one like Zhao Xuan.

However, he was not really angry, but rather admired Zhao Xuan.

Others are so stupid that they can be fooled by him just by cheating.

My subordinates must be smarter.

Zhao Xuan pretended to be annoyed and said: "Brother Luo, look at my memory. I always forget when I say I'm looking for you."

Luo Jin...

(End of this chapter)