"What do you mean to double?!" Fear seemed to tighten the throat of Zongtian, and even the voice of the voice became sharp.

"Doubling is to increase the dosage of medicine several times, or even dozens of times, under special circumstances." Yang Ling's careful explanation made Zongtian's fear even better,

"Dozens of times, you're going to kill someone." The sky shook Yang Ling frantically,

"I didn't give you so many shots, don't worry, there are no side effects."

Yang Ling's words finally made Zongtian quiet, since things are already like this, no matter how powerful Yang Ling is, it is impossible for him to draw out the medicine injected into the blood.

Just as Zong Tian was barely comforting himself, Yang Ling pushed a huge machine out of the house.

"What is this?!" Zongtian looked at the strange instrument with some horror,

"This is called a dialysis machine, and the function, you can simply understand it as a machine that can wash out the things I just injected you." Yang Ling had a wicked smile on his face, but Zong Tian was sluggish.

"How do you know......" Before the words were finished, Zong Tian bit his lip tightly, and some childish stubbornness suddenly gushed out at this time.

"Okay, okay, I won't test you." Seeing Zongtian's appearance, Yang Ling threw the machine aside with some satisfaction.

"Martial arts as I understand it is to strengthen one's muscles, reactions and familiarity with one's body by repeating some movements constantly." Finally losing his joking heart, Yang Ling talked about some things in his understanding, "Muscles are such things, although they also look at the physique, but they are still easy to get after all, and the reaction is almost completely innate, and it is almost difficult to cultivate it by nurture." ”

Speaking of this, Yang Ling suddenly stopped, just when Zongtian was puzzled, a silver light suddenly flashed towards him, and subconsciously Zongtian dodged for a while, but after all, it was still not faster than that silver light. A cold and sharp feeling just came from his neck, and then disappeared again, and looking at Yang Ling's hand holding the scalpel, he couldn't help but leave a cold sweat.

"Well, your reaction is pretty good."

"There's no need to exaggerate." Zongtian could only mutter, although it was impossible for Lao Yang to kill himself, but the feeling just now was really too scary.

"I'm just going to prove to you that even though you reacted, you still didn't dodge, and that's what I'm going to say next, which is some control of the body that lies somewhere between power and reaction. It's like the real master in the mouth of the master should forget the move, so what does the forget move represent? It's that when you're facing an opponent, you're no longer just using the familiar but rigid moves, but by reflexing fast enough, strong enough, and most importantly, controlling enough, to adapt and use flexibility, but it's so difficult. ”

Speaking of this, Yang Ling shook his head slightly, and Zong Tian was also thoughtful at this time.

"Lao Yang, I have a question."

"You say."

"Is the master you are talking about also surnamed Yang?"

Yang Ling did not answer Zuokong's question, but stretched out a finger and poked Zongtian's right arm. Although such a move was somewhat strange, Zong Tian didn't react much, but when Yang Ling's finger really poked into Zong Tian's arm, a trace of sharp pain made Zong Tian hurry and not hide.

"What are you stabbing me again?" Zongtian seems to be a little annoyed,

"Looks like it's almost working." There was nothing on Yang Ling's still outstretched fingers, "Come on, today's task is very simple, just swing your fist, just your right fist." ”

It's still a little inexplicable, but it just so happens that the day class is about punching, so it's time to do intensive exercises. It's just that when Zongtian threw a punch, a burst of electric pain suddenly tore Zongtian's entire right arm.

"Lao Yang, what the hell did you call me!?" Hanging his right hand in the sky, he didn't dare to move a penny,

"I told you a long time ago, it would be rude." Yang Ling just spread his hands, "It's just a little pain enhancing medicine, and a little exclusive formula, don't worry, there are no side effects, do you still feel pain now?" ”

Just like Yang Ling said, the current Zongtian didn't feel the slightest pain, but as long as he exerted a little force, a different feeling immediately began to temper his will.

"How can you practice when it hurts so much?"

"Look, I'll just say, then that's it, it's almost enough for you to go to school well." Although I don't know what kind of standard Yang Ling's sufficiency is, how can he use it to deal with the possible future, and it should be more for the sake of not being ashamed of the present.

"Who said I'm going to give up, but you've got to give me an explanation."

"You throw another punch and try it."

Although Zong Tian's eyes were about to kill, looking at Yang Ling's indifferent attitude, Zong Tian could only grit his teeth and throw a punch. Because he already had that painful experience, although it was a punch, the force used by Zongtian this time was much smaller, but the pain was more intense.

Zongtian rested for a long time with a pale face, but fortunately, the pain came and went quickly, and it seemed that a little different feeling also made Zongtian seem to have caught something. After carefully recalling the punch taught by the teacher during the day, although this time there was no Yang Ling's request, Zongtian threw a punch again, and this time the pain was much less.

"Understood?" Looking at Zong Tian's movements, Yang Ling had a smile on his face, but Zong Tian nodded and shook his head.

"Let me tell you directly, the pain is because of the wrong way of your strength, although the brain is very magical to coordinate the 639 skeletal muscles of the human body, but in my opinion, the accuracy is a bit unsatisfactory. Of course, the reason for this is that ordinary people don't need to be so precise, but since you asked me to train you, as a divine doctor, I will naturally torture with an attitude of seeking perfection... Ask for you. ”

It's a little helpless to say this kind of blatant leakage.,After all, it's my own request.,And like this, it seems to be trying to find a way to be lazy.,It seems to be quite suitable for yourself.。

Although it is said that this is the case, every punch at this time is a test for Zongtian, although the existing experience will make the pain less and less, but the amount of reduction is also less and less. Therefore, in order to reduce the pain, Zongtian had to constantly change the way he exerted his strength, and even waved his fists in some seemingly completely unreasonable ways, and the result of this would almost always bring more pain.

After a while, sweat soaked through Zongtian's clothes, but I don't know if it was a little masochistic, and the frequency of Zongtian's punches was getting faster and faster.