"Jingle bell~~" As if in full swing, a piercing and loud crisp sound came out from the adobe house, clearly reaching Ling Feng's ears. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ling Feng was taken aback by surprise, he raised his eyebrows but did not show an unhappy look, because he knew that this was Caisses seriously refining weapons.

A week earlier, Kathys had come to him and asked him what kind of weapon he wanted, and after a little hesitation, he said the gloves without hesitation.

Compared to daggers and long swords, he prefers weapons that open and close and go straight. And sledgehammers, giant axes, etc. are too heavy for him to handle in a short time, so boxing gloves have become the best choice.

"The refining should be nearing the end, otherwise it should still be in the 'green jade', and there won't be such a big movement." Glancing at the adobe house, Ling Feng said silently.

"Kesis is also too procrastinating this time, when refining those farm tools and nails and thin rods before, it only took a few hours, even the two blood copper mines in my hands, it only took half a day. And this time, the two weapons, it must have been five days from the beginning to now, right? ”

"It's taken so long, I'm going to see how powerful things we've made—" he shook his head and whispered.

"Oops, I'm distracted, and even the force of my punches has become smaller!" He suddenly exclaimed, his body staggered, and his outstretched arm fell down violently, and the blood copper ore in his hand almost fell off.

Thanks to his quick reaction, his fingers suddenly exerted force, and the downward trend of the blood copper ore was stopped. Otherwise, this thing, which is heavier than the last time, will be crippled if it hits his foot.

"Collect your heart, weapons are just foreign objects, only their own strength is fundamental, in order to really play their role..."He closed his eyes, his expression was serious, his eyes and nose were looking at his heart, and he forced himself to suppress the curiosity in his heart.

Time passed, and most of the hour passed quietly, and the number of punches he threw was exactly 700.

At this time, there was still half an hour before noon, and although he had completed more than half of his goal, he still didn't dare to relax. Don't dare to stop and rest.

At this time, his body couldn't help trembling, his brows frowned, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, dripping silently on the ground with a little dust on his face.

Compared to when he first started practicing punching, his state at the moment is terrible, his body is sore, and his physical strength is almost overdrawn. Although the punching line is still straight, it is supported by the belief in his mind and his own perseverance, not only is the speed much slower, but the strength is not the same as before.

Even so, he never had the idea of stopping and resting. Because he knew his condition, his body had accumulated a lot of fatigue at this time, and if he stopped suddenly, it would be difficult to recover without half an hour's rest.

And by that time, the remaining three hundred strokes would not have time to be completed.

"705, 706..." he gritted his teeth, his face was already a little gray, and his right hand trembled and punched, and his body trembled more and more.

It's just that the eyes that look ahead are still firm.

“778，779，... 800。 He threw his punches slowly, slowly remembering the numbers, but his voice grew lower and weaker.

And when it came to eight hundred strokes, he couldn't hold it anymore after all, and his body fell straight down with the blood copper ore in front of him.

"Plop!" With a muffled sound, the dust was stirred up and lifted onto him.

He was so exhausted that it was a little difficult to turn his head, let alone get up and continue.

"The so-called 'heart is more than enough but not enough', it refers to me now!" Ling Feng reluctantly raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance and said helplessly.

After all, the role of the spirit on the body is limited, and when the body reaches the limit, no matter how hard you work in your heart, no matter how hard you want to persist, the effect is minimal.

"But, so unwillingly, this is a small dilemma, the first goal I set for myself, is it going to fail like this?" He muttered, in a low tone.

Then he fell silent, lying on the ground as if he had lost his life.

A few minutes later, though, he moved again.

This time, he struggled, using his hands and feet, trying to get up again.

It's just that his face is flushed and his chest rises and falls, and this originally extremely simple action seems to consume too much physical strength.

And after several long and unsuccessful attempts, he finally got back on his feet.

"How can you be willing to fail like this? If there's a hurdle in front of me, I'll cross it! If there's a wall in front of me, I'll blast it! If that's my limit, then I'm going to stand up and surpass it! He put his hands on his knees, and although he was a little panting, his words were loud.

At the same time, he suddenly felt that his spirit, which had been scattered due to exhaustion, suddenly condensed at this moment,

And in the spiritual world that he didn't know, changes began to happen quietly again.

Everything was because of the words he had just said and the spirit that had been condensed all at once.

In his spiritual world, the light that was originally only one meter square suddenly became thicker, and the darkness around him melted like snowflakes under the blazing sun.

Not far in front of the light, a pair of huge eyes stood in mid-air, silently floating and floating.

It was Ling Feng's spiritual eyes.

At this moment, a white light shot out from the originally motionless spirit eyes without warning, and a powerful force with great fluctuations pierced through the darkness and shot towards a closed portal in front of the light to the left.

The portal was closed, but it didn't seem to be able to resist it in the slightest, and the white light shone on it, and it simply disappeared.

If the body reaches its limit, it will naturally not be able to persevere.

Unless, when the limit is reached, go further.

That is, beyond the limits!

And now, Ling Feng suddenly had such a feeling.

After he struggled to stand up, he found that his body was inexplicably light, and a not strong but very tenacious force slowly grew from his limbs, dispelling some of the tiredness of his body.

At first, he was a little apprehensive, thinking that it might be the last bit of stamina to be squeezed, but when he started throwing again and continued for a few minutes, he was surprised to find that the power seemed to be endless, and it was still coming in.

This filled his heart with surprises, and his whole body was reborn with strong vitality.

He took a deep breath to calm his joy, his right hand clenched the blood copper ore, his mind was more concentrated, and he punched straight forward with good strength and speed.

At the same time, he counted slowly, and his tone was calm and solemn.

“871，872... 998，999，1000！ ”

As time passed, the number of punches he threw gradually moved closer to his target. And when he finally counted to 1,000, he breathed a sigh of relief, and could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart.

"Whew~~" sat heavily on the ground, he supported the ground with his hands, and looked up at the blue sky again.

At this time, the sun was like fire, and it moved directly above his head.

"The first step of the basic exercises, finally... It's done! ”