Endless Breaking Limits, I am in Gaowu Heaven Rewards Hard Work

The golden light represents the skill!

The bronze statue just made a punching motion, and he just watched it, without realizing the subtlety of the motion, and it had already produced so much golden light in his consciousness.

This sculpture is definitely not simple.

He looked at the bronze statue quietly, and the golden light in his consciousness was flowing continuously, nourishing the Broken Holy Tree.

Seeing that on the branch with new green, the new green sprouted and grew visibly, and the leaves became fuller.

[Skill]: 2/100

3/100

4/100

The progress of the [Skill]-breaking Saint Fruit was changing rapidly. Chen Yan was shocked. Could he get a mature [Skill]-breaking Saint Fruit just by watching?

"Chen Yan, how long did you sleep last night?"

Wang Yang's voice was heard beside his ear.

"Five hours." Chen Yan smiled. In fact, he slept far less than five hours.

But after taking the [Strength]-breaking Saint Fruit, all the negative effects on himself were eliminated, and the soreness of the muscles and the feeling of sleepiness disappeared completely.

"Five hours?" Wang Yang frowned:

"No, you go back to sleep, I'll give you a day off this morning." Wang Yang shook his head:

"Exercise focuses on diet, exercise, and sleep. Excessive exercise will only damage your body."

"Teacher, I slept well." Chen Yan said. He couldn't say that he had broken the Saint Realm.

"No..." Wang Yang was talking, but he saw Chen Yan bowed and punched out.

Bang!

The slight sound of punching in the air made Wang Yang's words stuck in his throat.

A slight explosion?

He heard it wrong.

Chen Yan's punch just now was not strong enough, but why did it produce an explosion?

"You..."

Wang Yang grabbed Chen Yan's arm with one hand and squeezed it.

"Did you not use your full strength when you measured your strength yesterday?"

"Yes, a little, but it was mainly because I made up my strength after sleeping." Chen Yan said.

"Hit me." Wang Yang stretched out his palm.

Bang!

Chen Yan punched Wang Yang's palm, but he did not use his full strength.

"Me!"

Wang Yang's face was painful, holding his right hand and taking two steps back:

"I haven't said start yet!"

"Is the teacher okay?" Chen Yan said worriedly.

"No... I'm fine."

The pain quickly disappeared, Wang Yang opened his mouth, but couldn't speak for a long time. He just looked at Chen Yan, very carefully.

Chen Yan's punch just now was definitely stronger than yesterday's.

Moreover, the opponent certainly didn't use his full strength.

Originally, he only thought that Chen Yan was a very hard-working student, and it was because of his hard work that he admired him.

But at this moment, this very hard-working student seems to have a talent for horizontal physical training?

"Alas, what a pity!" Wang Yang's eyes showed a trace of helplessness:

"Why didn't you show it earlier? If you had shown it earlier, I would have recommended you to Director Xia Tong."

Wang Yang shook his head with a hint of blame in his eyes:

"Today is Friday, and the Zhenwu bonus will be assessed next Monday. It is definitely too late for you to improve your boxing skills in a short period of time."

Wang Yang shook his head, as if he had found a rough jade, but it was a little too late for this rough jade to be exposed.

Compared with Zhang Qingsi getting the Zhenwu bonus, he naturally hoped that Chen Yan would get it.

Because for Zhang Qingsi, the Zhenwu bonus is dispensable, but for Chen Yan, it may change his future life.

With a sigh, Wang Yang shook his head and prepared to leave.

"Teacher, can I skip class today? I want to practice on the playground all the time."

Wang Yang looked back at Chen Yan, his eyes full of seriousness:

"Chen Yan, keep working hard, you work hard enough, you have talent, you still have the college entrance examination, you still have the most important opportunity, keep working hard for me!"

"Yeah!"

Chen Yan nodded seriously.

"Teacher, do you know who this bronze statue is?"

"Bronze statue?" Wang Yang shook his head:

"This is what Director Xia Tong got, I don't know."

Chen Yan plans to observe the bronze statue today.

A person standing on the playground will inevitably attract the attention of others. Chen Yan thought for a while and smiled lightly:

"What does the gaze of others have to do with me?"

Chen Yan came to the bronze statue and looked at it carefully.

The [Skill] word broke the holy fruit and began to grow rapidly.

5/100

6/100

…………

8/100

Until 13/100, the progress slowed down

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Should I practice with him?

Chen Yan muttered, and made the same movement as the bronze statue, but the golden light in the world of consciousness became thinner.

"Why is it getting thinner?"

Chen Yan frowned and looked around the bronze statue carefully.

"The leg movement is wrong."

Chen Yan made a punching movement again, with his right foot about 13 degrees to the right and his left leg bent more.

This time, a richer golden light appeared in the world of consciousness.

Chen Yan was slightly surprised. As long as he learned this movement accurately, the nutrients for the [Skill] word breaking holy fruit would increase.

Chen Yan observed again and found some differences between his movements and the bronze statue.

"Just..."

Chen Yan made a punching movement that was almost the same as the bronze statue, but sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

"It looks like a very ordinary movement, why is it so tiring?"

In the world of consciousness, not only golden light appeared, but also a large amount of orange light passed through the endless darkness.

This magnificent orange light was a level that Chen Yan had never reached before, whether running or deadlifting.

Not only did the world of consciousness change, but Chen Yan's body also quickly felt a sense of fatigue.

Although it was just a little different from the usual punching action, his heart rate suddenly increased, and even his breathing became extremely rapid.

What exactly does this action represent?

Chen Yan was shocked. He kept trying and constantly changing the subtle differences in his movements. The orange and golden light in the world of consciousness became more and more intense, and the fatigue became more serious.

Finally, less than ten minutes later.

With a plop.

Chen Yan sat down on the grass, gasping for breath.

[Breaking the Saint Realm: Level 2 (0/15)]

[Breaking the Saint Fruit:

Strength: (11/100)

Blood (8/100)

Skill: (27/100)]

On the Breaking Saint Tree, two branches grew a golden fruit the size of a quail egg and a smaller orange fruit.

Chen Yan sat on the lawn with a gleam in his eyes. This was the effect of just ten minutes of exercise!

What a magical move!

Then, he learned to do it again.

Time passed slowly.

Until the afternoon.

Chen Yan lay on the lawn with his whole body weak. The classmates who passed by the playground all looked very strange when they saw him.

Obviously, Chen Yan was just doing a simple punching action, but he looked exactly like he had run 50 kilometers long.

Many people looked at him with contempt. Some people knew that Chen Yan's punching power results were a little strange, and followed Chen Yan to do the same movements, but they did not find the strangeness of this movement at all.

They had not broken through the Saint Realm, so they naturally could not find the problem with their movements. They seemed to be exactly the same, but in fact, they were very different.

Near noon, in the teacher's building.

Xia Tong's reprimands continued, and soon Yu Zhiwen from Class 1, Wang Yu from Class 2, and Zhang Qingsi from Class 3 walked out of the office.

Yu Zhiwen and Wang Yu looked normal, but Zhang Qingsi looked very ugly.

"Zhang Qingsi, if you don't work harder, you may not be able to get the Zhenwu bonus next Monday!"

Xia Tong walked out of the room, locked the door and spoke with dissatisfaction.

"Teacher Xia, only two people in Zhang Qingsi's class passed the punching power test." Wang Yu from Class 2 smiled.

Xia Tong snorted. He knew that Zhang Qingsi would definitely get the Zhenwu prize, but Zhang Qingsi's performance in the past few days really irritated him.

Really... too lazy.

On the other side, Zhang Qingsi pursed his lips, his face was not very good. Xia Tong was teaching him with a licking face, but he didn't appreciate it.

Xia Tong taught him for a few days and scolded him for a few days. Zhang Qingsi had been comfortable since childhood, but he had never been treated like this.

Moreover, he knew why Xia Tong wanted to teach him. Wasn't it because he saw that he had awakened his blood and wanted to curry favor with him?

If his father hadn't disagreed, he would have stopped working under Xia Tong.

As for the Zhenwu prize, there would be no one who could compete with him.

Class 3 was so rotten that only two people passed the fist strength test. Who could snatch his Zhenwu prize?

"That... should be the one in Class 3 who passed the punching test besides Zhang Qingsi... Chen Yan."

Yu Zhiwen, who had been silent, spoke up and pointed at a young man who was sweating and punching below.

Zhang Qingsi and Wang Yu glanced at him and didn't care.

Xia Tong paused slightly when he glanced at him, then looked at Chen Yan carefully:

"That kid... is a little smart."

Zhang Qingsi and the other two were stunned for a moment, then looked at Chen Yan.

They soon discovered something was wrong. Chen Yan was clearly just making a

The action of the fist, but the state shown seems to be very extreme and very tired.

"The action of the sculpture is the external training starting position of a horizontal martial arts, and the boy is following this action." Xia Tong said quietly, but shook his head:

"But it's off track. The horizontal martial arts is profound and extensive. If you just look at his movements, they are the same as the sculpture, but the details are very different. The frequency of breathing, the angle of the fist, and the blood flow rate all need to be studied."

Xia Tong said, Yu Zhiwen frowned slightly and said:

"But I see that he is very tired from practicing."

"Of course he is tired. He is trying his best to imitate. The more he imitates, the more tired he will be. In the end, it's all useless."

Xia Tong's voice fell, and Zhang Qingsi and Wang Yu, who were originally surprised, retracted their gazes, and there was some disdain in their eyes.

They may be valued by famous teachers, or have a high vision.

And ordinary people like Chen Yan have low vision, no opportunities, no capital, and can only grope blindly.

In their eyes, he was really pitiful.

"Teacher Xia, do you want to tell him?" Yu Zhiwen said hesitantly, as if thinking of her childhood self, a complex feeling emerged in her heart.

"Respect the fate of others." Xia Tong said quietly:

"You are talented and are the darlings of God. In the future, you will meet more people like this... Chen Yan, and you can't manage them, because they are used to serve you."

Xia Tong walked with his hands behind his back. He is a teacher, but he is also a superior person in Qingshan Town. He will teach what he should teach, but he will not care about more things.

Because, it is worthless.

…………

Time flies, and the seasons flow.

Afternoon.

After a day of exploration, Chen Yan discovered that this action also pays attention to breathing. Changes in breathing frequency will also lead to whether the golden light is born strong or not.

More details, even the changes in the tension of muscles in different parts of the body, will also bring about changes in the amount of golden light.

It's just a punching action, but the exquisiteness inside it shocked Chen Yan.

Moreover, although he is still trying, there must be many things he has not noticed.

It's just that each time he does it, it takes less time than the last time. Chen Yan didn't do it many times in the whole day.

[Breaking the Saint Realm: Level 2 (0/15)]

[Breaking the Saint Fruit:

Strength: (41/100)

Blood (9/100)

Skill: (96/100)]

On the data panel, the [Skill]-breaking Saint Fruit is almost on the verge of maturity, and the [Strength]-breaking Saint Fruit has grown by half its size.

This is what makes Chen Yan happy the most.

His body has also reached its limit, allowing the [Blood]-breaking Saint Fruit to grow a little.

Is it really impossible for him to awaken his Qi and blood?

Chen Yan was depressed.

"Get up and continue!"

Chen Yan said in a low voice and was about to get up.

A beautiful figure came to Chen Yan's side. Chen Yan turned his head and saw that it was Yu Zhiwen from Class 1.

The most dazzling girl in Qingshan High School was actually walking towards him at this time.

"Chen Yan..." Yu Zhiwen pursed her lips and said:

"I asked the teacher, you are actually doing this action is useless."

Chen Yan's face changed slightly, and he smiled:

"Thank you for reminding me."

He could see Yu Zhiwen's kindness. If he hadn't broken the holy realm, he might not be able to imitate it simply.

But with the breaking of the holy realm, everything is different.

Yu Zhiwen nodded, her eyes slightly curved, like a crescent moon.

"But I still want to try."

Chen Yan said, but he made a punching motion again.

Yu Zhiwen, who was about to leave, was slightly stunned, and looked at Chen Yan in surprise, but didn't say anything more and left directly.

Yu Zhiwen shook her head slightly, not planning to say anything more, but heard Chen Yan say: "Yu Zhiwen, do you know who this bronze statue is and what action it is doing?"

Yu Zhiwen turned around: "Director Xia said it was the starting move of the horizontal and external martial arts, but I don't know what it is."

…………

Dinglingling.

The school bell rang, and a sea of ​​students walked out of the teaching building.

Hu Yuan and a group of students walked out of the classroom and saw Chen Yan sitting on the playground first. For some reason, Hu Yuan and others sat not far from Chen Yan and waited.

"Wait a minute, Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang is being trained by old man Xia, and he probably can't come out now." Hu Yuan looked at Chen Yan's side intentionally or unintentionally, and saw Chen Yan start to do the punching action again, and snorted.

"Ah, how long do we have to wait then?" Someone complained.

"Don't worry, Brother Zhang has told me that I will run away when I get a chance." Hu Yuan laughed and said, "Just tell me what you want to eat today." Hu Yuan's generosity made the whole class full of expectations. Of course, they all knew that inviting them was secondary. Hu Yuan's main purpose was to make friends.

Good Zhang Qingsi.

Zhang Qingsi and Hu Yuan have indeed become close these days.

Even if some people are disdainful, they have to admit in their hearts that they, like Hu Yuan, want to lay a foundation for their future by currying favor with Zhang Qingsi.

Hu Yuan glanced around. He had invited almost everyone in the class, except Chen Yan. He wanted to see the frustration and desire in Chen Yan's eyes.

His family is so poor that he probably hasn't even tasted the barbecue seasoning this year.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed. Since Chen Yan made that punching gesture, he has never paid attention to him at all.

Hu Yuan narrowed his eyes and continued:

"I heard that the mayor has approved the stores east of the school to Zhang Qingsi's father to build a restaurant. Brother Zhang will take us to his restaurant later."

After Hu Yuan's voice fell, someone asked:

"Which stores?"

"The women's clothing store, children's shoes store and fried noodle store." Hu Yuan smiled, and glanced at Chen Yan with a sneer on his side.

A classmate's face changed slightly, and he looked at Chen Yan strangely, whispering:

"The store owned by Chen Yan's father?"

"Yes, the mayor will approve it, and he will definitely not be able to stop it."

Hu Yuan smiled, and the smile on his face could hardly be suppressed at this time.

The store at home is about to be gone, why are you still calm.

He seemed not to care about Chen Yan, but there was a hint of provocation in every word, and he began to simulate Chen Yan's mood at the moment in his heart.

On the other side, Chen Yan finally stopped punching and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Chen Yan suddenly looked up at the sky, breathing heavily, with an imperceptible golden light flashing in his eyes.

After a day of hard work, Chen Yan finally took the fully mature [Skill] fruit.

In his mind, unimaginable skills and knowledge appeared in an instant.

It was as if he had really experienced spring, summer, autumn and winter, as if day and night were continuous, he punched every day, thought every day, and improved every day.

Punching, punching continuously.

He had constantly captured precise muscle control, precise vision deviation, precise breathing rhythm...

All of this was contained in the [Skill] fruit, and then absorbed by him.

All integrated into the depths of his mind.

His heart was pounding. This time, after taking the [Skill] fruit, Chen Yan's negative physical condition was not eliminated, but by mastering the rhythm of breathing, he did not fall to the ground.

Picking up the schoolbag beside him, Chen Yan looked at Hu Yuan, and the two looked at each other at this moment.

The people who were still chatting fell silent, and a smile appeared on Hu Yuan's lips.

"Clown." Chen Yan said lightly, ready to leave.

After Chen Yan's words fell, all the students who were still chatting fell silent.

Hu Yuan was slightly stunned, his tongue pressed against his lower lip, although he didn't say a word, but his eyes staring at Chen Yan became more and more furious.

Chen Yan was his cousin, whom he had looked down on since he was a child, and their Chen family had always been trampled under the feet of their Hu family.

But such a person who had always been looked down upon by him actually said that he was a clown in front of everyone.

In the eyes of the crowd who were gloating, Hu Yuan didn't say anything, but stood up suddenly, ran quickly behind Chen Yan, raised his fist and hit Chen Yan's back of the head hard.

Beside him, a group of classmates opened their mouths wide, as if they had seen the scene of Chen Yan being beaten down.

Hu Yuan's attack was a sneak attack, and it was obvious that he didn't hold back. Chen Yan was in trouble.

But in the next moment, before Hu Yuan's fist landed, the sweaty young man suddenly turned around.

For a moment, the two looked at each other, and Hu Yuan was shocked.

In just a moment, Chen Yan's eyes were cold, his body bent down, his right arm was tense like a bow, and his fist was clenched. The movement at this moment was as smooth as water, as if he had done it thousands or tens of thousands of times.

In between.

Hu Yuan's movement paused, and there was a thunder in his mind.

He seemed to see a tiger biting at him.

With a bang.

A figure flew through the air, flew over the grass, and fell heavily beside the classmates who were watching the show.

In silence, Chen Yan retracted his fist, turned around and left on his own.

"Clown."