Critical hits occur naturally when the fighting spirit, physical functions, martial arts skills, and luck and opportunities are all concentrated at a perfect point! As long as the conditions are met and the time is ripe, it will naturally appear and deal a great blow to the opponent!

Although it is uncontrollable, through guò's strict and extensive training, the martial artist can greatly increase the chance of critical hits, and even hit a critical triple hit like Wan Guiying!

An hour passed quickly. When Wan Guiying proposed to end the special training, Huo Zongtang was a little reluctant and unsatisfied, which made him feel ridiculous.

Although he was beaten very painfully, what Wan Guiying taught him was all out-and-out dry goods, and he did learn a lot, almost every minute, there was a gain, and he could really see his progress.

"Go back tonight to apply medicinal oil, take care of your body, and come back tomorrow to get beaten. That's it. Wan Guiying left a sentence in a chic manner, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait, didn't you say that there are three key points in special training? The first is a gúò blow to promote muscle growth, and the second is a crit. And what about the third? Huo Zongtang seemed to remember something, and hurriedly stopped her and asked.

"Oh. The third is actually related to the first. Calling you out every day for a beating, in addition to promoting muscle growth, can also enhance your defense and resistance to blows. If you haven't died after a month of being beaten by me, then after a month, no one will be able to beat you to death. ”

After speaking, Wan Guiying shook off her ponytail, thrust her hands into her trouser pockets, and turned around and left in a dashing manner.

Huo Zongtang sighed deeply in the back. The words of the creatures who bleed and did not die every month really made some sense.

After walking a few steps, Wan Guiying suddenly said: "By the way, the compensation for this broken mechanical sparring partner is on your head." About 5,000 pieces. At the end of the semester, remember to settle the bills. ”

"What?" Huo Zongtang is almost vomiting blood, if you want to demonstrate, just demonstrate well, who made you kick the machinery so violently? I'm done with it, why should I let Lao Tzu pay!?

Huo Zongtang simply wanted to cry without tears.

After the special training, Huo Zongtang still returned to the martial arts hall and continued to participate in the training of the basic intensive class, dragging his body that was almost falling apart in pain, gritting his teeth, punching and punching, and completing today's training volume one by one.

He didn't make excuses for himself and didn't cut back on his training because he wasn't in good shape. Every punch and kick, he is based on quality and quantity, without any discount.

The three-year limit is just around the corner. He has no qualifications to be lazy and breathe, and he has no habit of being weak and withdrawing. If there are only three years left in his life, then he will burn hard, so that the light and heat of this life will radiate to this heaven and earth every minute!

The bell rang for the end of class, and the students finished their cultivation in twos and threes and left the martial arts hall. Slowly, he was the only one left in the museum. Accompanying him was the cold cultivation equipment, the hollow and boring echo of the blow, and the white moonlight that shone obliquely through the window.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared by the window. It was Yang Jiaoxi, who came back from eating and planned to lock the door.

Looking at the thin and lonely figure in the martial arts hall, Yang Jiaoxi's eyes showed a trace of surprise. He stood by the window and watched for half an hour. Several times, he was a little unbearable, and wanted to open his mouth to stop Huo Zongtang, and even played his devilish nature and scolded him away.

But in the end, he sighed softly and left silently. Heaven descends on a great task, painstaking will, hard work, natural ability to move the heart and forbearance, beyond the limit.

It depends on what kind of light he can shine.

Due to the fact that he had less than an hour less time than others, and his physical function decreased after being beaten, it was already 7 o'clock in the evening when he really finished the training volume of the day. Huo Zongtang dragged his almost collapsed body, resisted the soreness and pain all over his body, and came to the dining hall with great difficulty.

Thinking of what Wan Guiying said today, he ordered a nutritious beef set meal for the first time. It is very expensive, more than 100 yuan a piece, which is almost one-third of his daily income from writing soul texts.

However, he needs many, many nutrients now, and his muscles, like a sleeping dragon, need to frantically and greedily devour the heavens, earth, clouds, and essences of the sun and the moon!

I can't bear to let the child trap the wolf, in order to become strong, for the new life test, for the winning bonus and generous rewards, fight!

After gobbling it up, he returned to the Fuxing Hall, continued to apply medicinal oil, performed medicinal fumigation therapy, and then practiced the "Yijin Sutra" and "Washing the Pulp Sutra". After that, he secretly came to Mr. Zeng's office and wrote soul texts with all his might.

When he got home in the evening, it was almost eleven o'clock, he hurriedly took a bath, came to the rooftop again, and began to practice civil and martial arts......

How full and full the time of the day! Bitter, very bitter. Tired, very tired! But every time he clenched his fists, he felt the power in his hands grow stronger; Every time I release my literary superpower, I feel the freedom and transcendence of the spirit, the kind of happiness, the kind of satisfaction, how can words describe it?

Before the growth of this life and the sublimation of the soul, what is it to be bitter and tired!

"Huo Zongtang, come out and be beaten!"

"Huo Zongtang, get out!"

"Huo Zongtang, beaten!"

……

At the same moment every afternoon, the murderous voice sounded on time, and the graceful and violent figure appeared on time. Whenever the voice sounded, the people in the martial arts hall looked at Huo Zongtang with sympathy.

Whenever this happens, Huo Zongtang is smiling and calm. Well, go out and bang again? Isn't it just popping, hey.

Although it is a little bit of a Q to think so, it is finally a pleasure in suffering and self-mockery.

Since then, he has lived a new life every day. For this painful and happy episode, he named it "Papap Special Training" with black humor.

However, the effect of this almost masochistic training is amazing. After a week passed, Huo Zongtang puffed up his arms, only to see that the muscles of the whole arm were knotted into blocks, and with a little force, the biceps and triceps muscles swelled and bulged, like a small piece of rock, toned, strong, and powerful.

Under the skin, the wisps of muscle fibers, tightly wound and layered, like a ball of tough wire, contain powerful and amazing energy.

beatings, medication, rehabilitation, exercise, improved diet...... Multi-pronged, repeat cycle!

Under the combined action of external stimulation and medicinal power, internal repair and development power, his muscles grew and strengthened at an extraordinary speed visible to the naked eye.

It is estimated that only the special growth physique of the Han Xing people, as well as the unique natural laws of this world, can achieve this amazing mutation.