He Xiaotian's disciples struck the bronze tripod in front of them without changing their expressions.
Every blow was full of force and seemed powerful and heavy.
"Stop!" He Xiaotian looked around and nodded with satisfaction. Now the rules and regulations are strictly enforced, and the discipline is very good. "I am very happy to see that you are successful in Bronze Fist and become my teacher."
As soon as the words fell, the fifty people's hearts suddenly thumped, and there was always a feeling that something bad was going on.
Because the last time they said this, their arms were broken.
Fists and fists are bloody!
Sure enough, what He Xiaotian said next made everyone fall into despair.
You just got used to the hell training, why did you suddenly add more items?
"The hardest part of the human body is undoubtedly the head. So what we need to exercise this time is the head. Compared with the limbs, the head is more unexpected. It can even save your life at a critical moment.
Of course, if you want to practice a powerful killing move, the process must be extremely painful. At least, it will be more than a hundred times more painful than when you practice the Bronze Fist. But after you practice it, the benefits will be endless."
A group of people looked at He Xiaotian with calm eyes. They had already developed some immunity to their master's words.
Even if they suddenly take out a copy of "Sunflower Collection" tomorrow, they won't be surprised.
Isn’t it just self-concubine?
There is nothing to be afraid of.
Huh!
What is "Sunflower Collection"? Why is it necessary to perform self-conception?
"Master, how far does the so-called Bronze Head need to be cultivated?" A man with the strongest physique took a step forward and asked.
"What's the point? It's hard for me to demonstrate it to you." He Xiaotian smiled. He was the most talented disciple among the fifty people, so he still had some privileges. Then, with everyone's faces looking astonished, he knocked his head directly.
On top of the bronze tripod beside him.
"Boom!!"
Weighing a thousand kilograms, it is a solid giant cauldron cast with modern technology.
Under the impact of He Xiaotian's head, it was as fragile as a piece of paper, no different.
Tiny copper chunks shot around.
With just one blow, the bronze cauldron exploded into pieces.
"Gudong!"
Everyone on the playground swallowed their saliva. No matter how many times He Xiaotian had done amazing things before, every time they saw a new scene, they would inevitably call him a beast.
And Master, are you kidding me?
Can we practice to this point?
They are just ordinary people, not monsters in human skin!
"Did you see it? Once the copper head is trained, if you hit the flesh and blood drive, your internal organs will be broken, the muscles will be broken, and the bones will be shattered! But before you practice, you have to take a medicinal bath for three days. You don't have to do anything, simply
Take a comfortable bath." If it had been in the past, He Xiaotian's registered disciple would have felt secretly happy.
But since being fooled so many times, a group of people have remained expressionless.
Maybe the medicinal bath will cause more pain than soaking your arm.
After two weeks of training, the physical fitness of the fifty people has really improved qualitatively.
I didn't use medicated baths before because I was afraid they wouldn't be able to withstand it.
The medicinal bath recorded in "Bronze Statue Gong" is the most overbearing and exciting.
If ordinary people take a bath directly, there is no chance of death.
Now it's better, everyone's overall quality has improved to a higher level, and He Xiaotian can "squeeze" their potential to his fullest.
As long as they persist, they will make a leap forward.
The process will be a little painful at most and nothing will happen.
Soon, with the desperate eyes of the registered disciples, the soldiers lit the bronze cauldron, heated it, and poured water into it.
After a while, Gudu... Gudu...
The inside of the copper cauldron reached the boiling point, and a self-stimulating smell wafted out.
"Gudong!"
For some reason, I always feel that the bronze tripod in front of me is a little red and even distorted.
"Take off your clothes and go in."
What He Xiaotian said was undoubtedly an imperial edict, and no one dared to violate it.
In addition, the three bastards who were watching him eagerly, no one hesitated, they all took off their clothes and jumped into the boiling copper cauldron.
Some people had already pulled up curtains to cover the bronze tripods of some female disciples.
Although she has muscles, she is a girl after all!
He Xiaotian is not an unreasonable monster.
"ah----"
In an instant, the playground, which had been peaceful for many days, finally erupted into the sound of howling ghosts and wolves.
The student from Twain's group who was holding a stone lock in another building showed an expression that looked like a perverted method of a big muscle tyrant.
Then they exercised more actively.
High temperature, stinging, tearing, and reorganization.
This is the situation experienced by He Xiaotian's registered disciples.
Every minute and every second is an unbearable torture for them.
However, when they saw Feng Yu and the magician holding the Ghost Head Sword and the Eight-sided Han Sword, who looked like I would kill anyone who dared to come out, everyone immediately gave up the idea.
Bear with it!
One day, I want to make these two bastards look good.
Credit knife person?
Once again he was ignored.
After five minutes, some people couldn't bear it any longer, and as soon as their heads popped up, the hairs all over their bodies suddenly started to stand up.
It seemed like a wild beast was staring at him.
Anyone who dares to come out will be struck by thunder.
The man turned around and found that the person staring at him was He Xiaotian.
That look in his eyes was like that of a tiger, making people shudder.
You are awesome, I can tolerate it.
It has to be said that the deterrent effect of special attributes to select and devour people is very powerful.
For half an hour, a group of people gradually became numb.
Don't get me wrong, it's not mental, but physical.
The medicinal bath in "Bronze Statue Skill" is too overbearing.
The next day, it was still ‘bath’.
But the fifty people missed the previous hell training.
At least, standing under the scorching sun and practicing "The Twelve Postures of Bodhidharma Yijin" is much more comfortable than taking a medicinal bath.
The pain was still so strong that it made people scream in unbearable pain.
Then, an hour passed and the body lost pain again.
On the third day, the spirit of this group of people began to become a little slack?
The members of Tang En's team discovered that the disciples of Big Muscle Tyrant had become like puppets.
The overbearing medicinal bath is over, and training is back on track.
At the same time, they hit the tripod with their heads, and their heads were bruised and bloody every time.
This seemed to be an act of venting, and the three of them were frightened.
I'm afraid that someone will use such force that my head will explode!
But it doesn't matter, the scavengers are equipped with the best medical troops in China.
After the young nurses gave He Xiaotian's disciples special wound medicine from the "Bronze Statue Kung Fu", they wrapped a circle of gauze around their heads, looking a little happy.
A week later, the cafeteria of the Medical University.
"Yo! Look, the mummy army is here."
"Hahaha!!!"
The academy under Tang En's group joked with the registered disciples as usual.
However, this time is different.
There was no relief in the past few days.
You can make fun and jokes casually, but no one has the strength or energy to deal with you.
Now, everyone has become more powerful and more powerful.