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

Chapter 3: "The Art of War", skill of "Fire Drum"!
In the snow, Lao Hu took off his cotton coat and went into battle shirtless, doing all kinds of moves with great vigor and excitement.

It was clearly the middle of winter, but he didn't feel the slightest bit cold. After he finished a set of exercises, he was sweating visibly.

This stunned the new recruits who had never come into contact with martial artists. They all stared with wide eyes.

In the next five days, Lao Hu would perform some moves at the end of each day's work.

After all the recruits had memorized the key points of the movements, Fang said with his hands behind his back, "Now that you have memorized them, you must practice diligently after leaving the shop. Don't slack off."

"For this entry-level technique, ordinary people still need three months to master it even if they practice diligently. I will give you six months. If you don't make any progress after six months, don't blame me, Old Hu, for being ruthless and dismissing you."

"Yes!"

The new recruits were in high spirits and responded in unison.

Lao Hu waved his hand, signaling them to disperse.

After returning to the barracks, the new recruits couldn't wait to start practicing by imitating others.

Wu Fengdeng stood in a horse stance, with his arms outstretched and fists clenched, and the movements of Lao Hu kept replaying in his mind.

call!call!call!
The wind was whistling, and Wu Fengdeng's eyes were focused. Although it was his first time practicing, the exercise he had done in recent days made his movements standard and steady.

What's even more gratifying is that the [Transportation] skill can also be used, allowing him to perform his moves more easily.

Half a quarter of an hour later, when he finished a set, sweat was already breaking out on his forehead, and even in the cold barracks he felt as hot as in a blacksmith's shop.

Huchi~
Wu Fengdeng was breathing heavily. His strength had been more than half consumed, but he miraculously felt very comfortable.

It feels like the body is more energetic and refreshed!

"Ouch~~ I'm so tired~~"

"Why is Lao Hu so relaxed, but I feel like I'm falling apart..."

"No, no, I can't do this anymore."

……

In sharp contrast, the other six recruits all collapsed on the bed due to exhaustion before they even finished a set, their chests heaving violently.

Yes, although they have exercised a little these days, the efficiency is very low. In addition, the food they eat is not nutritious, so their physical condition is still weak.

Naturally, they could not compare with Wu Fengdeng, and soon, they all fell asleep due to exhaustion.

Wu Fengdeng was helpless. This was not their problem. People without money and power would find it extremely difficult to do anything.

He would be the same if he didn't have this invincible illustration book.

Pulling the quilt to cover them, Wu Fengdeng continued to practice.

Late at night, he leaned against a wooden pillar, gasping for breath, feeling exhausted.

"With my current physical condition, I can probably do two or three sets, which is the fastest progress..."

goooo~
Wu Fengdeng muttered, but was interrupted by the sudden growling of his stomach.

So hungry.

He rubbed his stomach helplessly.

Now he swung the hammer and practiced at the same time. His physical fitness had improved, but his appetite had also increased a lot. Relying solely on the food rations in the army, he could not get enough nutrition.

A good cook cannot cook without rice. Even if Wu Fengdeng wants to make greater progress, his body will not allow it!

"We have to find a way to get some food, or make some extra money. It's not a good idea to keep eating the same food."

Just as he was thinking hard, he suddenly heard the sound of light footsteps.

Looking back, the door curtain was lifted.

In the dark night, Lao Hu's rough face was half dark and half cloudy in the flickering candlelight.

……

In the blacksmith shop.

Old Hu sat casually on the table, his chest open, holding the wine pot and taking a sip from time to time. He glanced down and saw Wu Fengdeng who was eating cornmeal buns and a bowl of pig offal.

"This kid... has become a lot stronger."

Old Hu still remembers the first time he met him half a month ago. He was dark and thin, weighing only 90 kilograms. For Old Hu, he could be crushed with one punch.

Now, although Wu Fengdeng is still a little thin, he no longer looks frail. His face has become plumper, and his skin has regained its luster and become much whiter.

Only then did she reveal a slightly more delicate look.

"You little brat, no one is taking it from you, so you don't have to worry about choking."

The oily wine jug was smashed on the table and then pushed in front of Wu Fengdeng.

The latter threw down the pancake, raised the wine jug with his cheeks puffed up and took a big gulp.

The low-quality wine was very pungent, making him frown as if he was swallowing a knife, but after swallowing it he felt smooth and refreshed.

Looking at Old Hu in front of him, Wu Fengdeng felt a little warm in his heart.

"Thank you, Brother Hu!"

Then he continued to eat, stuffing food into his mouth as if his life depended on it.

Old Hu crossed his arms over his chest and said slowly, "Xiao Wu, I have a task for you right now."

Wu Fengdeng nodded. He could guess what it was without him saying anything.

"In half a month or so, the army will select soldiers to fill the vanguard camp, and we will need one person from the blacksmith shop."

"In the past half month, I have seen that you have performed the best and have become stronger. You are more suitable for this position than anyone else."

Wu Fengdeng swallowed the last bite and burped comfortably.

The dark pupils turned to Lao Hu and grinned, "Okay, I'll go."

Seeing that he agreed so readily, Lao Hu was quite surprised, then he opened his mouth and laughed out loud.

"Damn it, I prepared a lot of excuses, but I didn't expect you to agree so easily."

His smile and scolding made Wu Fengdeng like him even better.

After all, this was the first time he felt the touch of human kindness since he traveled through time.

"Brother Hu, I would like to ask you for help. In addition to the normal food rations, can we... open a special kitchen?"

Old Hu touched his nose and said slowly, "I know that you have a much bigger appetite now, and the Qi and blood condensed by practicing is essentially the condensation of food stored in the body. It is normal for you to have this need."

"But you are all new soldiers, doing the simplest physical work. Your status is lower than that of us veterans who have mastered quenching and cooling techniques. The rule of the quartermaster department is to distribute meals according to different levels."

"How about this, tomorrow I will teach you how to control the temperature during quenching. If you can get the hang of it within five days, I can apply for extra meals for you. I will give you two extra steamed buns for each meal, and you can even have some meat for dinner."

Wu Fengdeng nodded.

Quenching is a technical job, which consists of two parts: temperature control by bellows and cooling by water. The former requires proficiency in the flame temperature.

In this regard, activating the [Drum Fire] skill should not be a problem.

He has condensed two more karma points these days, which are enough to activate the [Drum Fire] skill.

Then you can have more food and practice with all your strength!

Thinking of this, Wu Fengdeng finished his meal as quickly as possible and returned to the camp, where the Victory Atlas slowly unfolded.

【Business point: 2】

As Wu Fengdeng's mind moved, the [drum fire] on the path of [craftsman] gradually became brighter and brighter.

Then the light began to bloom, turning into wisps of flames that lingered around, and in the blink of an eye it was a sea of ​​fire.

The flame was still scorching hot, but Wu Fengdeng could instinctively feel the slight difference in temperature. When he reached out to touch it, the difference became even more obvious.

"The so-called drum fire is actually a more acute perception of temperature. When quenching metal, the most important test is the control of the temperature. If you use this ability to quench metal, you can master the quenching technique in less than one day, let alone five days."

(End of this chapter)