Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Theory of Hunger

"Okay, shut up, I know you're very good, let's trade in the future, don't be so affectionate, what's the difference between your methods and my own practice during the day?"

"In your dreams, you will spend more time practicing on your own than during the day, and your fitness and strength will recover faster, which is a lot of benefits."

At breakfast, Su Xiaoyou looked at Zhuang Rong's listless appearance, a little strange.

"Boss, what did you do last night, you look tired."

"Nothing, practiced."

"Alone? One night? ”

Zhuang Rong's mind was not on this conversation, so he replied casually.

"Hmm!" In fact, it is.

"Hiss~" Su Xiaoyou gasped.

"That's tired, bald, isn't it? In fact, next time you can find someone to be a sparring partner, one person will definitely lose a lot of fun. ”

"Hehe, just you? You can't stand it for a round, and you look like you are impatient to practice, and you will be a sparring partner for me. ”

Su Xiaoyou's face flushed, and he stood up suddenly, his hands on his hips.

"Whether you can endure it or not, you have to practice to know, you ...... You haven't tried it at all, you make conclusions, and you tarnish people's innocence out of thin air. ”

Zhuang Rong looked at Su Xiaoyou in surprise, and gradually came back to his senses.

"Dead girls, and they are hungry for Lao Tzu's body."

Ignoring Su Xiaoyou's proud face, he turned around and walked out of the wine shop, just shopping around. With more than an hour left, it's time to deduce the vision.

……

Jiang Wu woke up from the bed, he only remembered the events of last night, he seemed to have gone crazy with the strength of alcohol, and vented his depression over the years, and his head still hurt a little. Looking at the situation in the house, there is a high probability that Xiang Meng brought himself back, don't expect Xiang Meng to carry himself behind his back or use other relatively gentle means.

It's the kind that grabs the back of the neck, and now I can still feel the soreness on the back of my neck like being ravaged.

I got up and opened the door, packed up my things, and was going to get something to eat, but I saw a sloppy homeless man at the door, and the moment I opened the door, I smelled the fishy smell of animal fur on his body after being stained with rain, and his long hair had probably not been taken care of for a long time, sticking to each other, locks by locks.

In this string of strings, crawling with lice, not small, and even more numerous, half-drooping heads, even breathing between their mouths and noses, and covering their faces with dirty hats that they didn't know where they came from.

Jiang Wu somehow, when he saw this homeless man, he inexplicably thought of what happened to him, at best, he worked a little harder than him, and maybe his talent and strength were not as good as him.

Inexplicably, I'm a little angry, my talent is good, and I still live like this, I'm really angry, isn't it a violent thing?

"Hey, where did it come from, don't sleep at my door, where to go."

I kicked him casually, but I didn't use any force, I just woke him up, but I didn't expect this kick to be empty, and I didn't kick anything, and I turned my head in surprise, and suddenly found that the old man was already standing in front of me, just looking at myself with straight eyes.

Those eyes, deep eye sockets, and lean faces, showing the contours of the facial bones, are a state that can only occur after long-term malnutrition and lack of rest.

The only strange thing was that those eyes were more divine than all the people Jiang Wu had ever seen, and his eyes looked back and forth on him, just like knives, and he suddenly felt a little cramped.

"Boy, do you have anything to eat?"

Jiang Wu was stunned, "Yes, yes." ”

"Get something to eat."

Jiang Wu turned around and walked into the house, and after a few steps, he turned around a little angrily, "Fuck off, why do you want me to prepare food for you?" Eat wherever you like, almost frightened by you, have you been using this method to eat and drink in the outer circle? ”

"You're not brain-dead, don't use this low-level way to provoke me, if it weren't for the fact that time doesn't allow, the old man wouldn't have found you, hurry up."

Sure enough, this kind of agitation is still too obvious, and I feel that from the moment I saw this guy, I have been led by the other party's nose.

What I ate was very simple, just a pot of broth, a plate of wild vegetables, and a little sauce meat from Zhuang Rong.

The old guy eats quickly, but it's not the kind that gobbles it up, basically, Jiang Wu made a dish, carried it over, and served a dish, which he had already eaten, and the dishes were as clean as if they had been washed.

The scruffy old man burped, strode to the middle of the courtyard, sat down on the chair that was just in time for the sun, and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

"Junior, what's your name?"

"Jiang Wu!"

"The old man's limit is approaching, he has been in the outer circle all these years, and he hasn't seen any capable geniuses, looking at it, the short one is tall, you are still more pleasing to the eye, for the sake of this meal, the old man will teach you what he has learned, you kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and it is enough for me to collect this skin bag for me after I die."

When Jiang Wu heard this, he knelt down with a snort, and the three bangs were not ambiguous at all.

If Zhuang Rong was here, he would definitely be able to see that this old man was a guy who often basked in the sun not far from the entrance of his store, and he sent a letter to himself last time, but he burned the content of the letter without reading it.

"Senior, is it okay?" There was light in Jiang Wu's eyes.

The old man felt guilty and pointed to the stool in the distance, "Come and sit." ”

"What do you think is the practice of martial arts?"

Jiang Wu was stumped by this tall problem all of a sudden, racked his brains, couldn't think of it, tentatively raised his head, and glanced at the sloppy old man in front of him.

"Is it skill and proficiency between offense and defense?"

"Wrong, it's lethal! Whether it is the cultivation of talent and different powers, or the pure path of martial arts, they are all practicing this kind of killing power, the stronger the killing power, the stronger the nature itself, and it is invincible and invincible. It's like a knife, but with a different way of thinking, the knife is replaced by a person, and the person itself can also be used as a weapon, and the training is infinitely lethal.

What is a gift? It is a good material, just like steel, and people who do not have natural powers, or those who have poor talents, are ordinary pieces of iron, and those dog thieves who are extremely powerful in talent and powers are the likes of blue iron. Weapons forged from such materials are naturally powerful, and weapons made from ordinary iron are naturally inferior. ”

Jiang Wu lowered his head, he understood this truth, in the final analysis, is it still talented?

"And what I'm going to tell you is how ordinary pieces of iron can be turned into azure iron, and how they are more powerful than the likes of azure iron."

"Is there a way? Isn't the talent a natural set in the genes? ”

"Extremely stupid, ordinary iron can't be trained into blue iron, and it can't be made into an existence comparable to blue iron, but people can, do you know why?"

Jiang Wu's head shook like a rattle.

"Because of the energy that fills the heavens and the earth, it causes mutations, brings natural powers, and also contributes to the growth of monsters, can this power be used for ourselves? If a person is compared to a piece of material, can it be forged to absorb this energy, so as to obtain a more powerful physical body? What kind of destructive power will ordinary fists and kicks show on you? ”

"Because of this energy, such an idea becomes possible, isn't it?"

"Yes!" Jiang Wu's eyes bloomed, and he was eager to try.

"Just imagine, those ordinary people, people who are not strong enough in talent and ability, why can't they become strong even if they practice in their lives, is this theory wrong? No! It's not that the theory is wrong, it's that the person has a problem, and our body will have a state similar to 'hunger', and at that time, it will absorb more energy to 'fill' itself.

Although you will absorb some of it invisibly in an ordinary state, the amount is too small, not enough to change yourself, not enough to make you stronger, only through crazy training, let yourself be in a state of 'hunger' all the time. In order to absorb more energy, for his own use, it is naturally possible to build himself into a humanoid weapon, one foot to break the mountain and crack the rock, one palm to cut the river and intercept the flow of the natural is not a problem. ”

Is this level comparable to the amazing talent? Jiang Wu saw the light of hope in it, shining like the sun, shining ahead.

"So what should I do?"

"Speaking of which, do you still need the old man to teach you? As long as you practice not to die, you will practice to death, your body does not have that feeling of hunger, it proves that you are far from practicing enough, and the space is not enough for you to practice, so you will practice with weights, and if you don't have enough weight, you will practice in the gravity field, and try to keep you in that state of hunger, and all iron can become blue iron. ”

Strong theory, bright future!

Jiang Wu felt that everything seemed to be worth it.