"Black Tiger Boxing has five levels: first glimpse of the door, small success, comprehensive understanding, reaching the peak, and return to nature. Learning the boxing method is the entry level of first glimpse of the door, which requires 30 points; reaching the small town level of small success requires 90
Points; to reach the state of mastery, 180 points are needed; to reach the ultimate state of Dacheng, 270 points are needed; as for the perfect state of returning to one’s original nature, 360 points are needed.”
When Zhou Yang carefully studied these five realms, his eyes were filled with divine light, and the golden shimmer flickered continuously. He knew this information due to the identification technique.
"promote!"
After perfecting his boxing skills, Zhou Yang still has 400 points.
Zhou Yang directly spent 90 points, only to feel a sudden pain and itch in his body, but the pain came and went away quickly, and the next moment he felt relaxed and comfortable.
Then, Zhou Yang invested 180 points again. This time, he felt a burning sensation on his body, as if his skin had been pricked by needles, and the feeling of sore muscles filled his whole body. Then the feeling of soreness and pain in his body quickly disappeared, and his whole body felt cool and comfortable.
The two feelings went back and forth, and finally disappeared. At this time, Zhou Yang felt as if he had thrown away two hundred kilograms of meat. Originally, due to long-term struggle in the wasteland, high-intensity work and exercise, the diseased cervical spine had
The muscles of the lumbar spine and the adhering fascia were also stretched again, as if they were reborn, and the whole body felt indescribably relaxed and comfortable.
Not only the physical feeling, but also the Black Tiger Fist was as if he had practiced it thousands of times. Every move and style was engraved in the memory of the muscles all over his body, and the rich experience of practicing Black Tiger Fist also emerged in his head.
The experience of Tiger Fist, every move and style is like having experienced countless practices in person, with a deep understanding and knowledge.
"Buzz!"
After punching out, the air suddenly buzzed, like the sound of an arrow shot from a bow piercing the air, or like the sound of a long stick being swung out and rubbing against the air!
Next, in the small study room, there were suddenly heavy fists and shadows, the wind howled, and the books were blown by the strong wind, as if there was a continuous, continuous and continuous sound in this small study.
wind!
It wasn't until a set of punches was completed that the sound of the wind disappeared, and the pages turning back and forth returned to silence.
"You do whatever you want without breaking the rules. Every move and style is extremely familiar. Often a punch or a kick is like an antelope hanging its horns without any trace of deliberateness, but it can still hit a single point with all its strength!
With this skill, even if he is being beaten by more than a dozen strong men, he can still parry with fierce punches, smooth body movements, quick reactions, unconstrained movements, fists and feet of antelope horns, and intentional but invisible moves.
He struck a vital point with great force and killed them all with ease in a very short time!
The strength of the whole body has also been greatly improved, the muscles and skin on the body have also become very tough, the ability to resist blows has also been greatly improved, and the recovery speed of endurance and physical strength has also been greatly improved!"
After two realm improvements, Zhou Yang still had 130 points left, which was not enough to improve again.
Zhou Gang felt a power lurking in his body. His strength may not be as good as Wu Tong, but it should be comparable to Zhangjiacun's martial arts idiot Big Head. But in this small study room, Zhou Gang was not alone.
To test his current strength, he sat down and continued to study the use of points using the appraisal technique.
"An ordinary Glock 17 pistol can be modified by consuming points."
"An ordinary bullet can be transformed into an attribute bullet with special power by spending points."
Zhou Yang was in no hurry to continue spending the remaining 130 points.
Instead, he kept studying and studying. When the candle flames jumped and the dim yellow light flickered in the room, he dragged his somewhat sleepy body towards the bedroom.
Jill had already fallen asleep on the soft big bed in the bedroom. From time to time, there was a slight sound of snoring, accompanied by the occasional chirping of birds outside, making this deep night seem particularly quiet.
Zhou Yang took off his clothes and threw them into the storage basket, then quietly got on the bed and lay down.
In this quiet night, the moonlight shines in through the window lattice. Looking through the window, the lush and endless pastures and hillsides appear a little black under the silver light.
Further away, the black hole is invisible, giving people an impression of unknown terror, as if zombies will rush out in groups in the darkness at any time to eat all the creatures in front of them!
Zhou Yang fell on the bed, his body felt sleepy, but his mind was a little excited. After lying down, his head was still planning the future path.
In the world of bullfighting for more than a month, Zhou Yang has thought about what he should do in the future more than once.
"The world of the heavens in the main temple is also called the battlefield of the heavens. With this name, there will be constant battles and dangers. Just like the first trial world, if I didn't have the space with me, it would be very difficult to complete the mission.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is a narrow escape from all odds.
If you want to survive battle after battle in the future, you must do everything you can to increase your strength."
Zhou Yang needs all the power to strengthen himself.
Not only in the reincarnation world, but also in the biochemical world, my home field, there are some good things.
"There are a lot of black technologies in this world."
"One is cloning technology. If I have an underground hive base of the Umbrella Company and clone human beings, I will have a steady stream of soldiers to use!
You can even make super soldiers like Liz!"
"The second one is the artificial intelligence Red Queen and White Queen. This artificial intelligence is almost like real humans, and its computing power is much stronger than humans. It is not weaker than Tony's Jarvis in Marvel, and maybe even more powerful.
Be stronger."
"Then there are biochemical weapons. Biochemical weapons are like the goddess of revenge and the tyrant. They can cause great damage. If they wait in the reincarnation world, they will definitely kill everyone. But biochemical weapons are really terrifying. If they are not used properly, they will destroy the world.
You need to be careful with things."
"However, these things are all in the hands of the protective umbrella. With my current strength, let alone dealing with a behemoth like the protective umbrella, it is difficult to even find the underground base of the protective umbrella.
We still need to think about it in the long term...huha..."
Planning the future route in his head, his consciousness gradually became ethereal, and finally a gentle snoring sounded, one after another with Jill, adding a bit of sleepiness to the quiet night.
When Zhou Yang woke up the next day, Jill was no longer next to him.
There was a "bang bang bang" banging sound outside the window, and occasionally there were several "ding ding ding" bells. The sound was crisp and penetrating.
Zhou Yang looked through the window and saw that Jill had an iron nail in her mouth and a hammer in her hand, beating on the wooden horse.
The small silver bell makes a ringing sound as the thin iron wire trembles.
Zhou Yang got out of bed, washed up, changed into a pair of jeans, went down to the underground warehouse, picked up some farm tools, put them on his shoulders, and walked out of the small foreign-style building.
Gil, who was wearing bodybuilding pants with small feet and a wear-resistant farmer's jacket over his jacket, was hammering on the horse pile when he saw Zhou Yang walking out with a pickaxe and a shovel, and stopped what he was doing: "Darling
, is the injury on your leg better? Don’t forget to change the dressing."
"Um?"
Zhou Yang thought of the wound on his calf. During the more than a month of the anti-Japanese war, the scab had already scabbed and receded. Now it was so clean: "Oh, it's much better now."
"Huh? Darling, where did you get these seeds?"
When Gil saw Zhou Yang getting rid of the sparse flowers and weeds in the dilapidated garden, he began to loosen the soil and dig holes, and even took out a bag of seeds wrapped in oil paper. He was suddenly surprised, dropped his hammer and came over.
