Proficiency: Tens Of Millions Of Practice

Chapter 22 Heat

"Xiaoyu, this breakthrough is really...unexpected for the teacher." After Sun Chengshan was frightened, he didn't know what to say for a while.

After practicing martial arts for less than a year, he has reached the fourth level of physical training.

This world is too crazy, and the joys and sorrows between people are completely different.

Wang Yu didn't take it seriously, nodded and said: "I also didn't expect it, I thought it would take ten days and a half months to break through."

Sun Chengshan turned his back silently, recalling the years of penance in the past, the corners of his eyes were moist and full of sadness.

Genius is like this, the time of practice is calculated in days.

"Master, I'm running out of blood pork, when will the Sleeping Night Gathering be held again?" Wang Yu asked.

After tasting the sweetness of this precious meat, it is somewhat boring to return to the original speed of boxing.

It just so happened that he got a share of the purple coal ore this time, and he really wanted to buy it again.

Sun Chengshan shook his head and said: "Usually, after a region has been held once, they will not hold it again for at least half a year.

We are located in a remote place, sometimes it is normal not to see them for a year or two. "

This result disappointed Wang Yu.

"Then master, can you take the time to practice against me for an hour every day?" Wang Yu immediately retreated to the next best thing and applied for sparring.

"That's not a problem. Now that you are at the fourth level of physical training, you can barely fight me twice." Sun Chengshan agreed this time very readily.

The inner thought is to take advantage of Wang Yu's full rise, and use the pretext of practicing boxing to bully others.

According to Wang Yu's growth rate, it will be difficult for him as a master to teach Wang Yu in the future.

"Thank you, master." Wang Yu didn't know Sun Chengshan's true inner thoughts.

Even if he knew that he wouldn't care so much, after all, in his eyes, Sun Chengshan, the master, is not a powerful experience baby.

"It's just that your current cultivation level is enough to become a teacher, why don't you go out and make a living?" Sun Chengshan asked as usual.

Wang Yu thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "My current strength is still very weak, and there is still room for improvement. I can stay in the martial arts gym and become stronger. Why should I go out and take risks?"

Hearing this, Sun Chengshan didn't know what to say.

A Ji Fei, who is obviously talented, but has a very impetuous personality and doesn't listen to persuasion. As a result, he ran away without a trace before he could master his kung fu.

Little disciple Wang Yu is a prodigy in martial arts, with a stable and stable temperament. His shortcoming is that he is too quiet. It seems that he can't wait to practice until he is invincible in the world.

The two can be regarded as two extremes, and it's no wonder that the two disciples didn't have much interaction with each other when they were in the martial arts gym.

This is not a piece to play at all.

"It's up to you." Sun Chengshan shook his head and left the back room with his hands behind his back.

He was going to see the martial arts practice of other disciples, and by the way, he went to inspect the mine.

This is what he does every day.

Blue star calendar 772 years, December.

Broken Star World No. 5 does not have a clear and distinct four-season climate.

The heat and cold here are impermanent, and humans haven't figured out the rules yet.

It is only known that the climate here interacts with other celestial bodies outside the planet, and is also closely related to the quality level of the star veins in the earth's core.

In the last month of this year, it was extremely hot.

On the surface of the Silver Belt Sea, waves of heat wave came from nowhere, covering more than 30 large and small islands including Island No. 732.

The temperature also rose rapidly within a few days, causing the residents of the island town to complain.

Even some of the disciples in the boxing gym who just entered the gym couldn't bear the intense heat, so they reduced the intensity of their daily boxing exercises a little to prevent their bodies from being overwhelmed or accidentally dehydrated.

Even with Wang Yu's strong body, he still feels somewhat uncomfortable under the high temperature.

"I'm afraid it's more than 40 degrees." Wang Yu was bare-chested in the inner courtyard, and felt that taking a breath of air would make his lungs feel scorching.

"Junior brother, I think today's sparring should be forgotten." Song Hezheng suggested in a hurry.

However, Wang Yu ruthlessly refused.

"That's okay, brother, if you don't practice this practice for a day, it's like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat."

Song Hezheng's forehead was already sweating.

If it's a duel between ordinary disciples, that's okay.

But in sparring with Wang Yu, you always have to concentrate and go all out.

As if he was really going through a life-and-death duel, he would be physically and mentally exhausted after training, and occasionally he would have some bruises on his body.

It's okay once or twice, but if things go on like this, Song Hezheng can't stand it anymore.

Not to mention him, even Sun Chengshan couldn't stand Wang Yu's indiscriminate bombardment, so he hid in the mine from time to time, throwing Song Hezheng to Wang Yu to practice boxing.

Song Hezheng still wanted to try to survive, but Wang Yu had already put up a posture over there.

"Brother, be careful!"

With a shout of hello, Wang Yu exerted strength with his hind legs, moved his front legs, and rushed towards Song Hezheng with a lunge.

There was a gust of hot wind blowing through the trouser legs, and he kicked it out first.

boom!

Song Hezheng hurriedly raised his arm to block, a force of internal rotation went down Wang Yu's leg and hit his arm.

Suddenly a pain and numbness emerged, which made him feel that the junior brother seemed to have become stronger again in just a few days.

Song Hezheng raised his breath and punched back fiercely with his right hand.

With a touch of Wang Yu's toes, she receded in a light and elegant volley, avoiding Song Hezheng's charged back attack.

This is using the ancestral chasing wind foot that he also cultivated.

Although his proficiency didn't increase that fast since he practiced the first leg skill, he had already reached the second level of the kung fu yesterday.

It has been able to let him play a certain role in actual combat.

After all, although his leg skills have only been practiced to the second level, his physical strength is a solid fourth level of physical training.

As a result, the power of the kicks exerted is much stronger than other warriors who have only practiced Zu's chasing the wind to the second level, and it belongs to the kind of cultivation base crushing.

Song Hezheng didn't want to stop there, and chased after him.

The Shadowless Fist on the fourth floor followed, turning into a black shadow of the fist in an instant.

Seeing this, Wang Yu was delighted to see Liexin, and then he also performed the four-layer Wuying Fist, fighting with Song Hezheng to fight fast.

For a moment, there were heavy fists between the two, and there were more than ten open and dark fights in the blink of an eye.

"Okay, okay, it seems that brother's kung fu has also improved during this time, this Wuyingquan really has a strong background." Wang Yu grinned.

Even if it is daily boxing practice, because both sides are going all out, he can fight with enthusiasm.

Only this kind of boxing practice is meaningful to him, and can accelerate the improvement of proficiency to the greatest extent.

If he releases the water and doesn't try his best, the speed of proficiency improvement will be greatly reduced, not even as fast as he can hit the iron stake by himself.

Wang Yu's excitement was inexplicable, but Song Hezheng was secretly complaining.

He has indeed gained some understanding and improvement in Wuyingquan recently, but facing this little junior in front of him, he is more and more unable to fight.

There is no way, the several kung fu that Wang Yu also cultivated, after this period of hard training, have been quite effective.

At this time, it came into play and greatly improved Wang Yu's combat effectiveness.

Boom!

Wang Yu suddenly punched Song He with a straight punch, and hit Song He's forehand palm suddenly and violently, which immediately made him feel like an electric shock, and a huge force surged in, making him stagger back two steps.

Wang Yu bullied him, Song Hezheng endured the discomfort in his arm, gritted his teeth and counterattacked, but was blocked by Wang Yu's soft palm, and the strength of his fist was taken away by more than half.

Wang Yu reached forward and clasped Song Hezheng's wrist, taking advantage of the momentum and skillfully making a shock.

Song Hezheng suddenly lost his balance and almost fell to the ground in embarrassment.

(end of this chapter)