I asked you to practice martial arts, and you achieved the Golden Body?

In a blink of an eye, another day has passed.

On a summer afternoon, the sun was scorching, and the sun hit people's faces, which was a bit painful. Even the number of vehicles on the road was much less, and many people chose to lie at home and take a nap with the air conditioner on.

In the huge training room, there was only Shen Bailian.

Shen Bailian held the knife with both hands, and every muscle and bone in his body participated in this technical exercise. He chopped, chopped, slashed, and picked, and showed it over and over again in his hands.

The 1.8-meter-long saber was like a flexible dragon in his hand, drawing invisible arcs in the air, and the knife light was like a heavy cloud, blurring people's vision.

In just a blink of an eye, Shen Bailian could draw the knife dozens of times. Under such intense exercise, his body had reached a limit. His hair was completely wet with sweat, and his strong muscles shone under the light.

Even though he was so tired, his slashes could still maintain a very high hit rate. There was a 60-70% probability that he could hit the vital points of the dummy in hundreds of slashes.

Suddenly.

Shen Bailian's eyes condensed, and a momentum like a tiger descending from the mountain emanated from his body. His body was agile, and his feet shook slightly, crossing a distance of five or six meters in an instant.

His right foot landed on the floor with a bang, and his legs were slightly bent to accumulate strength. The muscles of his right hand holding the dragon-slaying sword were knotted, and the blue veins were winding like long rivers, accompanied by the straightening of the spine and the twisting of the waist.

The power brought by the thigh, arm and waist twisting condensed into one, and he had already mastered the dragon-slaying sword to a very high level.

Before the slash broke out, it was covered by the momentum of Shen Bailian's explosion.

But when the knife was slashed out, the accumulated power rushed out like a mountain torrent, and it was extremely terrifying.

Chi~

The dazzling cold light filled the entire training room, and the dripping sweat was cut off in an instant. Even if the knife faced the iron sheet inside the dummy, it was like a knife cutting tofu, and it passed through the entire dummy in an instant.

Snap!

With a crisp sound, the upper body of the dummy slid to the floor.

"Hu~"

Shen Bailian looked at his masterpiece and let out a long breath. After relaxing, a series of negative feelings such as fatigue, hunger, thirst, etc. followed.

The redness on his face quickly faded, replaced by a miserable pale color.

[Your skill basic swordsmanship has been improved, experience value +1]

[Your character level has been improved, experience value +1]

[Character level: LV4 (651/700)]

[Basic swordsmanship lv1 (84/200)]

Shen Bailian hesitated for a few minutes, and finally gave the fourth solidified skill point to the basic swordsmanship, just to gain combat power as quickly as possible.

The result did not disappoint him. He only needed to swing the sword carefully a hundred times to gain a little experience.

Although his body had reached a limit, it still resisted Shen Bailian's inner joy.

He stood there and closed his eyes, ignoring the prompt sound of the panel, but instead carefully recalled the feeling of the previous sword.

"Now I finally have a trump card to show off. Since it is derived from the Tiger Form Fist, let's call it Daytime Tiger."

After a while, Shen Bailian slowly opened his bright eyes, closed the scabbard of the Dragon Slashing Sword, and slowly walked to the schoolbag beside him to take out a basic nutritional medicine.

It can be seen that there are only four basic nutritional medicines left from the original ten. After drinking it, he began to walk slowly.

If you lie down immediately after a strenuous exercise, you may get cramps. Although it won't be a big deal, it will waste time.

More than ten minutes later, Shen Bailian held the Dragon Slashing Sword tightly and started a new round of practice.

He wants to strike while the iron is hot and get familiar with the power of the Daytime Tiger as soon as possible to ensure that it can exert 100% of its power in actual combat.

Inside the monitoring room of Xingyi Martial Arts School.

"It's really terrible."

Zhou Changqing looked at Shen Bailian's performance and couldn't help but smack his lips.

It's not just the terrible talent, but also the degree of his hard work.

In Daxia, with a population of billions, there is no shortage of geniuses. Even in Bozhou City, he has seen high school students with far higher talents than Shen Bailian.

After all, this is a world where the gods have fallen, an era of climbing myths, and people with outstanding talents are as numerous as crucian carp crossing the river. The blessing brought by just a lowest-level treasure body is the pinnacle that many ordinary people can hardly reach in their lifetime.

But he has never seen a high school student who has worked so hard.

When Zhou Changqing came to work in the morning, he was told by the staff that a student knocked on the door of Xingyi Martial Arts Hall at five in the morning under his name.

It is now four o'clock in the afternoon. Except for the time to go out to eat, go to the toilet, and get water, the boy has almost been practicing in the practice room, practicing for at least seven or eight hours, plus yesterday's time.

One day and one night, fourteen or fifteen hours of hard practice, the sweat alone is enough to fill a bucket.

With high talent and so much hard work, if this boy doesn't succeed, who else in the world can succeed?

Zhou Changqing had a hunch that Shen Bailian would most likely become the biggest dark horse in this martial arts competition and replicate the miracle that Kong Chaowu had brought.

However, practicing swordsmanship in this way would easily leave hidden injuries on the body, which would affect the wilderness trial and would be a loss.

Zhou Changqing pondered for a moment and came up with an idea.

He looked at the smart bracelet on his hand and said, "Xiao Ai, call Xiao Wang."

The call was connected soon.

"Xiao Wang, you gave that kid a massage last time, right?" Zhou Changqing said directly.

"Is it the high school student recommended by you, Mr. Zhou?"

If Shen Bailian heard this voice, he would definitely recognize that this "Xiao Wang" was the one who gave him a massage before.

"Yes." Zhou Changqing nodded with a smile and continued, "Please leave work later today and give that kid another massage."

The other end of the phone hesitated for a while before slowly answering, "Okay."

"Okay, I'll treat you to dinner when I have time."

"Mr. Zhou, you're joking. It's just a small favor."

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It was past eight o'clock in the evening. At this time, all the people who should have left the Xingyi Martial Arts School had left, leaving only a few night shift staff.

The massage room, which should have been empty, was filled with painful wails, which made people shudder.

"Hiss~, be gentle, be gentle" "It hurts~"

"Okay, okay, stop howling, it's time to apply the medicine."

The masseur Xiao Wang stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel, then took out a bottle of special white ointment from the small box beside him and evenly applied it to Shen Bailian's thighs, calves, shoulder blades and waist and back.

Applying it on the body, there is a cool feeling, and the pain in the whole body seems to be swept away. While applying it, the man said: "This is a unique secret recipe. After applying it, it will be restored to its original state in at most one or two days."

"Thank you." Shen Bailian showed a look of enjoyment on his face and replied.

"You should thank Mr. Zhou."

The masseur glanced at the boy. Although he took up his rest time and didn't get overtime pay, he still reminded him as a professional masseur: "Don't exercise like this in the future, it's easy to leave hidden injuries."

"Yeah"

Shen Bailian nodded politely in response, but as for whether he would do it again in the future, only he knew.

How can you not quench your blood when you have a killer move? (PS: The foreshadowing has been laid before)