From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 2: Small Success in Transport, Martial Arts World

Wu Fengdeng narrowed his eyes and stopped moving unconsciously.

"Looks so familiar..."

Memories of past lives surged back.

It should be on the eve of the time travel, when he and his colleagues were leaving get off work and encountered a knife-wielding robber. Later, his sense of justice overflowed and he protected everyone in front of him.

But I didn't expect that the robber would specifically target me, saying something like "I have an extraordinary body and talent" and stuffed the scroll into my arms and took my wallet. He was so arrogant!
Wu Fengdeng sneered at that time.

You could have just robbed me, but you gave me a broken scroll...

But now it seems that I really found a big bargain!

Wu Fengdeng swallowed his saliva, his eyes paused on [Cargo Capacity], and then the characters lit up, and after a few seconds they became bright.

[Capacity unlocked (beginner)]

Somehow, Wu Fengdeng felt as if his whole body was as comfortable as if he were in a hot spring. This time, holding the handle of the hammer, he subconsciously had the instinct to exert strength in his waist and legs, tense his muscles, and swing the hammer down!
Moreover, this series of thoughts connected instinctively and naturally, not at all like the awkward and forced feeling before, and already had the skillful charm of Old Hu!
It takes two or three months to master it!

Wu Fengdeng was extremely surprised, and then his shoulders sank.

"What are you looking for? Being in a daze is just a way of being sneaky!"

Lao Hu’s deep voice rang out.

Wu Fengdeng quickly spat into his palm and swung the sledgehammer down.

clang!
The red-hot iron block was visibly dented, impurities faded away, and even the wooden platform underneath was shaking slightly.

The force is obviously much greater than before.

What’s more important is that Wu Fengdeng also felt that it was less strenuous than before.

Ok?
Just as Lao Hu was about to walk past Wu Fengdeng to inspect others, he stopped and his lightning-like eyes rested on him.

clang!
clang!
He did not notice Lao Hu's gaze, and was completely immersed in experiencing the [capacity], swinging the sledgehammer more and more skillfully.

"What an amazing comprehension. This level of power would take me a month to achieve."

Old Hu looked surprised, then stroked his beard and watched thoughtfully.

"It doesn't seem like a coincidence. Xiao Wu has really mastered the skill of transporting energy. I think he is quite talented. Why don't we let him try out for the selection of the Vanguard Battalion?"

Then another quarter of an hour passed, and most of the recruits had sat down exhausted, with bitter looks on their faces.

Wu Fengdeng saw this and although he also felt soreness in his shoulders and arms, it was far from his limit and he should be able to swing it a few dozen more times.

However, he didn't want to be different so soon, so he put down the sledgehammer and leaned against the wooden stake to rest.

The Ever-Victorious Mirror is unfolded again.

At the top of the volume [Craftsman], there is a faint "壹" engraved, and the upper part is slightly more solid, accounting for about one twentieth of the total area.

This represents the progress of karma point accumulation.

Just as the treasure mirror [Practice with Body and Soul] says, by taking actions related to [Craftsman], he can increase his progress until the word [One] is completely solidified, which is a complete karma point.

"Based on the current progress, including rest time, I can probably complete the progress in two or three days."

Wu Fengdeng drank a few sips of water, rested for a while, and then started swinging the hammer again to build up his strength.

The days in deep winter are very short. Before we know it, the sky outside has darkened and fire pits in the camp are lit one after another.

The work in the blacksmith shop was also finished.

Dinner is a little bigger than lunch, with five cornmeal buns and a bowl of carrot soup, which is enough to fill the stomach.

After finishing his meal, he returned to the barracks, wrapped himself in a dirty quilt, and unfolded the Book of Victory.

The character "一" has already solidified by nearly one third. And the benefits of swinging the hammer are not only that, Wu Fengdeng also feels that his muscles have become stronger and his strength has increased a lot.

"This power-distribution skill is only at the entry level, but it can allow me to master the ability to mobilize my muscles. If I can strengthen it to a small level, or even a great level, I think my muscle training efficiency will be even higher."

"When your physical fitness improves, the selection for the vanguard camp will be settled."

Wu Fengdeng understood, so he cleared his mind and fell asleep in the wind and snow outside the window.

The next day, after a whole day of hammering, another karma point was finally condensed on [Craftsman].

Coupled with [capacity], it is the comfort of that hot spring, which has been achieved.

When holding the hammer now, his movements are more standard and the efficiency of mobilizing muscle strength is significantly improved.

For example, for the same attack effect, the physical strength consumed is now half of what it was before.

Overall, Wu Fengdeng's strength has more than doubled!
In addition to swinging the hammer, he also tried other movements, such as punching, horse stance, whip kick, etc. All these movements related to body muscles and strength skills can be used.

His punches were as loud as the wind, his kicks were as sharp as the wind, and his horse stance was steady. With this level, he was like a real infantryman.

Of course, his body is still too weak and he needs exercise to replenish his qi and blood.

The other recruits are still at the entry level, struggling to figure out the transportation techniques.

After that, Wu Fengdeng swung the hammer for another three days. His time had increased from a quarter of an hour to more than two quarters of an hour without stopping, and his body had become much stronger.

That afternoon, Lao Hu gathered the seven new recruits outside the blacksmith shop.

The sky is gray at this moment and the heavy snow has stopped, but the temperature is colder than the previous few days.

The recruits were wearing the simplest cotton-padded clothes issued by the military camp. They were shivering in the snow, their ears were red and their noses were running.

Wu Fengdeng was better off. The continuous swinging of the hammer over the past five days had significantly strengthened his physique. He just rubbed his hands and breathed out continuously.

"Little kids, you have been in the army for eight days!"

Old Hu stood tall, his eyes sharp and his rough face full of solemnity.

"I, Old Hu, have seen your performance these days. Although your performance varies, they are all acceptable. Therefore, you have officially become a member of the Guyang County garrison!"

"Therefore, today I will teach you the method of military training, 'The Art of Military Attack'!"

After these words were spoken, all the recruits looked up.

I saw Lao Hu clenching his fists at his waist, with wisps of dark red air lingering around his arms.

Call ~
The snow around was blowing away without any wind.

Seeing this, Wu Fengdeng's eyes lit up.

This is actually a world of martial arts!

The original owner must be at the bottom of society, and all he thinks about every day is to have enough food and clothes, just like the ancient saying goes "Morning mushrooms do not know the new moon and full moon, and cicadas do not know spring and autumn."

He listened attentively to this new insight.

"The martial arts path is divided into eight realms: refining the skin, strengthening the bones, unblocking the meridians, expanding the elixir, storing the qi, true martial arts, earthly immortals, and heavenly immortals. Each realm is also divided into three stages: early, middle, and late."

Old Hu finished his training, put his hands behind his back, and said, "Practicing martial arts is the foundation of a soldier's combat power. Ordinary soldiers are qualified when they reach the middle stage of skin refining. We logistics personnel also need to practice, but the standard will be lowered, and the early stage of skin refining is enough."

"A warrior's cultivation can increase his strength, enable him to leap, and prolong his life. The effects vary, and it all depends on his luck."

"The next thing I will teach is the entry-level "Art of Military Attack", which is divided into 18 moves, and each move contains the way to condense and circulate Qi and blood."

"Young ones, watch out!"

(End of this chapter)