"Didn't you eat in the morning? You can't even stand still!"
An old but energetic scolding sound reached the ears of He Zhao who was standing outside the door.
He no longer hesitated and stepped inside. He saw an open space inside the door and a practice ground covered with stone slabs. Standing there were more than 20 young men and women wearing black attire and riding horses.
At the end, there is a rocking chair in front of the lobby door, and an old man with white hair and beard is lying on the chair.
Don't look at the other party's aged appearance, even his eyes are slightly dim.
But the muscles all over his body are telling that this person has a strong body.
He Zhao believed that he could kill the food demon with one punch.
When the old man saw the visitor, he got down from the rocking chair.
In the eyes of the ruthless man, this action was like a lying tiger standing straight up, carrying a powerful and domineering aura. If it hadn't been for countless deaths that made him determined, he would have been forced to take five or six steps back by the aura.
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"Learning boxing?"
The sound was like the sound of a bell, making the eardrums of those around him buzz.
He Zhao naturally knew the identity of this person, the current owner of the Hengshan Boxing Gym!
Most people in Wancheng don't know his real name. Because of his bronze skin, he is respectfully called Jin Lao.
“I’ve heard about Jin Lao’s name for a long time, so I came here specifically to become his disciple.”
Hearing this, Jin Lao took a step forward and came to him with a loud noise. Even He Zhao, who had been staring at him, was stunned and didn't see the other party's movements clearly.
Of course, at night, with the blessing of talent, you can't help but catch some traces.
"The bones are not strong and strong, but the energy and blood in his body are really good for his age."
Jin Lao commented while scanning.
"Thirty taels of silver counts as my registered disciple. After you become successful in boxing, you can become an entry-level disciple."
Without saying anything, the man named He took out some scattered silver taels, collected thirty taels, and handed it over respectfully.
Jin Lao reached out to take it, called a maid over, and asked He Zhao to follow him and change into a smart outfit.
After a while, the maid led him back.
"Look." Jin Lao put up a posture, just like the horse steps seen in movies and TV shows. The only difference is that his palms are crossed up and down, horizontally in front of his chest.
And along with the old man's breathing, the whole body rises and falls, and the heart beats powerfully, which is as breathtaking as a drum. There is also the sound of blood flowing from top to bottom like a stream.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but He Zhao always felt that the exposed bronze skin of Jin Guy suddenly turned into a dazzling golden color. Unfortunately, it was just a glimpse and did not stay for long.
"This is the key point of our boxing technique, which is called "Bronze Human Stake". If you want to practice boxing well, you need to stand firm. The so-called standing firm refers to the pile technique in boxing.
My boxing skills are not exquisite, but they are extremely strong and capable of carrying and hitting. I am the best in actual combat. One punch weighs a thousand pounds and is invincible. Even if there is a steel plate in front of me, I can punch through it with one punch.
The breathing method taught to you today, combined with the "Bronze Human Stand", can increase your strength and strengthen your body. Otherwise, if you can only stand on the stand, the longer you stand, the more your Qi and blood will decline.
Boy, study hard, otherwise not only will your money be wasted, but your body will also be damaged if you don’t do it well. By then, you won’t be able to find a temple even if you cry.”
After finishing speaking, Jin Lao began to demonstrate his breathing, and even asked He Zhao to touch his lower abdomen with his hand to feel the ups and downs, the intervals, and the length of the breath.
Not to mention, there was quite a sense of unity between man and nature when he vomited and exhaled, and everyone watched intently. There were also a few guys who usually didn't take boxing seriously, imitating cats and imitating tigers, enjoying the rare time to make up lessons.
After teaching the breathing method, he removed the pile method, returned to the recliner, poured himself a cup of tea, and continued.
""Bronze Human Stake", breathing method, just practice it. When I kick you down and you can't move, I will teach you the real boxing skills."
After the words fell, Jin Lao took a sip of tea, lay on the rocking chair, hummed a tune, closed his eyes and rested.
He Zhao honestly followed the breathing method and stood still. After half an hour, he couldn't hold on any longer. The black outfit on his body was completely soaked with sweat.
My whole body just felt dizzy, as if I had been hungry for more than ten days.
"Plop!"
He collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily. The muscles all over his body ached unbearably, and it was as if there were steel needles surging in his meridians, which made him want to cry out at one point.
Jin Lao nodded with satisfaction. The disciple he just accepted may have average talent, but he can endure hardship!
Over the years, He Zhao is the third person who can persist for half an hour.
The first two?
They are a pair of brothers who were sent to Qinghe Town not long ago.
Thinking of this, Jin Lao frowned, hoping nothing would happen.
Ah Da and Ah Er were there to provide for him until he died!
"Okay, you all go home and eat. Either eat more meat, or take some medicine to replenish qi and blood. In addition, you can come to the boxing gym whenever you want. As I said before, when can I kick you down?
Stay still and I will teach you boxing skills again."
More than twenty people dispersed in a hurry.
He Zhao returned to the inn, frowning and thinking.
["Bronze Human Stake": 1/100 (rough)]
["Unknown Breathing Method": 1/100 (rough)]
It only increased a little after half an hour!
Are all the talents of this body focused on the aliens?
After enjoying lunch, He Zhao rested all afternoon.
There is no need to go to Jin Lao's place anymore. They made it very clear that when you get started with Zhuan Fang, you will be taught boxing skills.
Instead of wasting time in the boxing gym, it is better to have a good rest and use all your energy in the evening.
As the sun set, He Zhao hung a dagger above his head.
When fighting, the body's all-round strength is +2. This is at least twice the increase of the current body. Coupled with the Night Child's all-round strength +3, it is a full five times stronger.
If there are no conditions, create conditions and force it!
An hour and a half later, He Zhao was sweating profusely and sat down on the floor.
The further back he stood, the more his consumption increased linearly, and he completely collapsed.
["Bronze Human Stake": 21/100 (rough pass)]
["Unknown Breathing Method": 21/100 (rough)]
"With my current physical condition, I can come here at least twice!"
He Zhao took it easy for a long time. After his physical strength returned to its peak, he gritted his teeth and started to stand again.
A dreamless night, suddenly dawn.
"Huhuhu..."
A severe feeling of exhaustion surged into his heart, and He Zhao lay tremblingly on the bed and fell into sleep.
["Bronze Human Stake": 61/100 (rough pass)]
["Unknown Breathing Method": 61/100 (rough)]
In a blink of an eye, by the time He Zhao opened his eyes, it was already afternoon.
After he took a shower, he went downstairs to eat.
After a while, under the waiter's gaze, which looked like a god, he frowned and returned to the room.
In one meal, thirty kilograms of mutton was made by force. It was better to keep it to eat, otherwise it would have to be sixty kilograms.
"For 15 taels of silver, even if you eat one meal a day, if you continue to spend it like this, the sponsorship money you get from Huang Lao'er can last you about 200 days at most. If you want to have enough food, you will be penniless for more than a hundred days.
arts."
What is the concept of fifteen taels of broken silver?
For a family of three, not counting other expenses, the food rations for a year can last for more than 20 taels.
The amount he spends on one meal is almost enough to feed three ordinary people for a year!
He Zhao never imagined that what hindered his progress was neither talent nor Wancheng BOSS Hetu Dao, but poverty!
"The entry fee alone is so huge. Who in the entire Wancheng can persist? Brothers A and A'er don't look like rich people!"
In fact, Wu Renzhao was completely distracted.
Based on his qualifications during the day, 1 point of proficiency per day would only be 2 or 3 points if he was talented. Even if he was a genius, he would only be able to gain 4 or 5 points.
The night's greetings increased by a full 60 points!
This is a monster-like progress.
With the terrifying proficiency bonus, the consumption is also huge.
To a certain extent, he is a different kind of krypton gold warrior.
"Snapped!"
He Zhao slapped his forehead suddenly, almost forgetting that he still had a master.
“You can’t spend money in vain!”
After a while, he left the inn and went straight to Hengshan Boxing Gym.
Jin Lao, who was about to enjoy his dinner, suddenly trembled all over and sneezed.
"I always feel like some kid is talking about me?"
After he finished speaking, he picked up a piece of bloody raw meat on the dining table and bit into it expressionlessly.
"Zi..."
A blood flower spattered out.
Under the candlelight, Jin Lao looked bloody and cruel.