Proficiency: Tens Of Millions Of Practice

Chapter 3 Body Forging 1st Heavy

Wang Yu didn't stop silently until he was about to lose his strength.

Enduring the soreness by force, my limbs felt weak, and I went back to rest.

After that, Wang Yu stayed in the courtyard to train hard for a week.

His performance was the best among all the tentative disciples. Even Sun Chengshan, who appeared occasionally, would give Wang Yu a word of advice when he was in a good mood.

On the eighth day, Wang Yu was still early.

The effect of boxing in the early morning is particularly prominent during the day. It is considered the golden time for boxing practice, and he cannot miss it.

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Wang Yu is no stranger to the '+1' number flashing on his fist.

So far, after a set of basic boxing styles, he has been able to hit 42 times, which is much more than the beginning.

Soon after a set of moves was finished, Wang Yu was still unsatisfied, and seamlessly connected to the second round of punching.

This time, he suddenly felt that everything was different.

In the past, he always fought according to the established boxing style, even if the boxing movements were standard, they still seemed a bit rigid.

It's like a set of formula calculations in mathematics.

But this time, he suddenly felt that it was not the case.

With a little more understanding in his heart, his punches are more rounded, and every step and punch seems to be natural, just like his own design.

No more hard, some only natural.

clap clap.

The joints of the body made a burst of crisp sound, as if the Book of Changes was misplaced.

After finishing this set, Wang Yu had to stop.

At this time, he was already sweating profusely, his skin was flushed, and his muscles were still twitching from time to time.

"It's different!"

Wang Yu was a bit dazed and muttered to himself.

Normally, two sets of Xingquan were not enough to make him sweat so profusely.

There were still a lot of stains in the sweat, like muddy water constantly oozing from the pores, accompanied by some unusual smell, which made him frown when he smelled it.

Immediately go to the bathroom to rinse.

Name: Wang Yu

Race: Terran

Cultivation level: body forging first heavy

Martial Arts: Shadowless Fist - Basic Fist +1

"Is this a heavy body training?"

After washing, Wang Yu looked at his personal panel, full of surprises.

According to what Song Hezheng said, the journey of martial arts training is a hard work, and nothing can be accomplished overnight.

To become a master overnight, this kind of thing is only found in storybooks.

Sun Chengshan gave each tentative disciple three months to hone the martial arts realm of the first level of body.

That is to say, three months is a passing line.

As for him, it has only been eight days, strictly speaking, more than seven days.

He wasn't sure if this progress was considered too much, maybe there are also talented martial arts wizards who can do it.

But Wang Yu is sure that his aptitude is not, not even the word genius.

With so-so aptitude, ordinary martial arts comprehension, this body is just an ordinary person.

The only explanation is that the panel in his mind played an effect, allowing him to reach this point.

In fact, in the past few days, he has basically figured out the real function of the panel.

That is to improve the proficiency of the martial arts skills that can be practiced through gamification.

Ordinary daily boxing practice over and over again can steadily improve the proficiency of Wuyingquan's basic boxing style.

This kind of improvement is almost ignoring the limitations of one's own qualifications such as comprehension and root bones, as long as one is serious and focused, one can achieve the effect of improvement.

Wang Yu accumulated repeatedly in eight days, and finally completed today's qualitative change.

The set of basic boxing styles on the panel has been upgraded by one level, in essence, he has officially reached the first level of Wuyingquan.

This allowed one's own physique to be tempered for a round, and simultaneously reached the physical strength of the first weight of exercise.

After changing into a new set of clothes, Wang Yu began to feel the state of his body after the first stage of body training.

Obviously, the muscles all over his body are enlarged and quite strong, which is quite different from the thin body when he first started.

This is based on the foundation of his eight days of hard training, but it is more of a qualitative change after breaking through to the first level of body training.

Followed by a series of improvements in strength and speed bursts.

At this moment, if Wang Yu punches again, it will really have strong lethality.

"Should I tell Master now?" Wang Yu thought to himself.

He is weighing the pros and cons.

If this is the case, how will Sun Chengshan and others react? Is the progress he showed normal or not? Will it arouse suspicion and cause trouble?

These are all issues for him to consider.

But he will not be informed until one or two months later, and then he will not be able to get the follow-up training method of Wuyingquan, which is a waste of time.

The basic boxing style is only the first level of Wuyingquan, and the body training effect is only limited to the first level of cultivation.

If Wang Yu wants to go further, he must get the punches behind.

I was worried, and just about to go back to the yard, I heard a burst of shouting from outside the door.

I saw several disciples of Wuying Boxing Gym hurried back carrying a seriously injured disciple.

"What's going on?" Sun Chengshan, who also heard the movement and was taking a nap in the room, also came out.

A young male disciple who came back immediately said with an aggrieved face: "Master, today we were eating and drinking in the tavern, and met Wei Yiming from Jifeng Hall, and Fang Shihao from Broken Tiger Knife Hall.

They insulted Junior Sister Liu in public, and even hurt Senior Brother He Tie! "

"What! You're so arrogant!" When the disciples in the courtyard heard this, they immediately felt overwhelmed.

As disciples of the same boxing gym, everyone wins and everyone loses, so there is still some cohesion.

Wang Yu was in the crowd and heard the whole story.

He also had an impression of Senior Brother He Tie who was on the ground.

He is also a very hardworking person on weekdays. He is one of the earlier batch of disciples that Sun Chengshan took in when he came to this town. Now he has achieved the second level of physical training, and his status in the courtyard is not bad.

I didn't expect to be beaten like this when I was outside today.

"Hezheng, take He Tie to the clinic, Ji Fei, and you guys, come with me!" Sun Chengshan didn't look very good either.

Naturally, this matter couldn't just pass like this, otherwise, as a master, he wouldn't be able to explain to his disciples.

"Yes, master." Ji Fei stood up and nodded.

He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, and he didn't look strong, he looked thin, with only a pair of broad shoulders, which made him appear to have a big frame.

He is a disciple second only to Senior Brother Song Hezheng in terms of strength and status in the academy.

He has already practiced the third level of physical training, and his Shadowless Fist is quite a bit of Sun Chengshan's true inheritance.

After ordering a few disciples, Sun Chengshan left the boxing gym in a hurry early in the morning and headed for Jifengtang.

Song Hezheng hurried to the hospital for treatment with He Tie, who had fainted from serious injuries.

All that was left was a pool of blood on the ground.

"This is not the first time that Jifengtang has targeted our boxing gym outside. Last time I took a task to help boxing, but it was also disturbed by Jifengtang's disciples!"

"Oh, there's no way, who let the master come to the town for the first time for only three years, we are a new boxing gym after all, and there is no way to face the crowding out of those old martial arts gyms.

You are nothing, there were a few brothers who were beaten to death by them earlier! You say you can't be angry! "

An old disciple who has experienced a lot, sighed.

"Here, don't the patrols just ignore it?" A tentative disciple trembled when he heard that someone was being killed, and shrank a little.

"Come on, you don't know what's going on in our place. The officials at the top are too far away, and those patrols don't bother to care about the mess between our martial arts halls."

"Then, master, is he all right?"

"Master's cultivation at the fifth level of body forging, what can happen, don't worry!"

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Wang Yu's eyes flickered, he turned and left, not practicing boxing in the courtyard for the time being.

There is a decision in my heart.

"It seems that the strength of the first level of body training is still not guaranteed outside. We can't waste time. We must get the back practice of Wuyingquan as soon as possible!"

The world was rougher and more dangerous than he had imagined.

(end of this chapter)