Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Punch Flying

If there were various exercise equipment in later generations, the high-intensity workout effect of Thunder Tiger should be better.

If you don't have it, it doesn't matter, he firmly believes that as long as you put in the effort, you will definitely have a fruitful return!

It's just that his high-intensity exercise day after day scared Bao Zhilin's disciples, especially Lin Shirong, who didn't understand it, and felt that Lei Hu was doing a good job like this, as if he had a masochistic tendency.

"Ah Hu, look at your hard work every day, does it have any effect?"

In the evening of this day, when Lei Hu completed the two high-intensity exercises that must be done every day, and took a medicinal bath to relieve his fatigue, he deliberately came to Lei Hu and asked puzzled when he was eating.

"Do you want to wait for you to see what you know?"

Lei Hu devoured for a while, and did not raise his head and smiled and spoke.

"Alright, let me see the results of your workout!"

Lin Shirong laughed, his tone was a little disapproving, Lei Hu's masochistic high-intensity workout has only been a month, how effective can it be?

So, after dinner, the brothers and sisters came to the small martial arts training ground in the backyard, and the other brothers also came over to join in the fun.

Who doesn't know that Lin Shirong and Lei Hu are the proud disciples of Master Huang Feihong, the strength of these two guys is very strong, and they have exercised their actual combat experience by fighting in the dock ring, and they are also two well-known players in the rivers and lakes of Chancheng.

Lei Hu has suddenly started a crazy high-intensity workout mode in the past month, and that crazy energy can surprise Bao Zhilin and his brothers.

That terrifying amount of training, just listening to it, I feel a chill in my heart, and I don't know how Lei Hu persevered, it's simply not human.

Before, there was a master Huang Feihong who had been strictly restrained, and the senior brothers did not dare to make a mistake, so they had to honestly follow the master's arrangement to do a complete logistics service for Lei Hu.

Especially those apprentices who specialize in medicine, they know how many medicinal materials Lei Hu has consumed in this month, and the price alone is not less than a hundred taels of silver, and most of them are spent on the use of medicinal baths.

This does not include the more precious medicinal materials, not counting the labor costs, the precious medicinal materials that are brewed in the medicinal diet alone, their value is no less than thirty taels.

Lei Hu's one-month high-intensity training consumed a huge amount of medicinal materials worth one hundred and thirty taels!

Fortunately, Bao Zhilin was originally a medical hall, not only stockpiling a large number of medicinal materials, but also having complete channels for the acquisition of medicinal materials, which could support such a crazy defeat by Lei Hu.

If you change to the children of a rich and noble family, I am afraid that the cost will have to add dozens of taels, and the acquisition of medicinal materials in this era is not easy, and if you don't have complete channels, you won't dare to toss like this.

Similar to Lin Shirong's thoughts, they also felt that Lei Hu was fooling around, although his high-intensity training method was shocking, but the effect was really not optimistic about the results of few medical hall apprentices.

Ya Cha Su's idea is definitely different from that of other medical academy apprentices.

Lei Hu suddenly turned on the high-intensity workout mode like crazy, and the master Huang Feihong stared at it, and most of the real post-service was completed by Ya Cha Su himself.

Not to mention that the amount of medicinal materials used in the medicinal bath increased little by little, the fact that the training amount of Thunder Tiger alone had to be increased every ten days or so made him understand that the effect of Thunder Tiger's high-intensity training should be very obvious.

Otherwise, no matter how crazy Lei Hu is, he will not take his body seriously, and the master Huang Feihong is still watching from the side, and he will not let such a thing happen.

Up to now, Lei Hu has increased the amount of training three times, and just looking at the training items one by one, he has a feeling of fright, and he is really smacking his tongue at Lei Hu's madness, but he doesn't know what the final effect of such a crazy workout is.

Seeing that Lei Hu was going to demonstrate the results of multi-day training, Ya Cha Su naturally would not miss the opportunity to watch the excitement.

Speaking of which, he has a pretty good relationship with Lei Hu, and naturally hopes that Rib Tiger can perform better.

Bao Zhilin and his disciples all came over to join in the fun, but the result was to surprise them.

Rumble!

A violent roar rang out suddenly, shaking the ears of the onlookers Bao Zhilin's disciples, and they were startled by the sudden loud noise.

In the open space in the center of the small martial arts field, Lei Hu was punching out and slamming it on Lin Shirong's palms that were stacked on his chest, making a muffled bang.

The onlookers all felt that their chests were tight, and they looked at the incredible scene that happened in front of them.

Lin Shirong received the overlapping hands of Lei Hu's heavy punches, and slammed them on his chest, his tall and strong body was actually blasted off the ground, flying backwards more than a meter away before landing.

His face turned red, and his tall and strong body took three steps back, only then did he barely hold back and not continue to retreat, opening his mouth wide and feeling that it was a little difficult to breathe, and his chest was really stuffy.

"How is it, how do you feel about Pork Rong?"

Lei Hu didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue, he stopped and stood up and looked at Lin Shirong, who was not in a good state, did he still think that his buddy was the strength of a month ago?

"You, your strength is at least three layers greater than a month ago, right?"

Taking a big breath, Lin Shirong finally returned to normal, looked at Lei Hu with a surprised face, and asked in a complicated mood: "How can you improve so much?" ”

"Hehe, do you think my high-intensity training this month is all about fun?"

Lei Hu rolled his eyes and asked with a smile; "Do you want to continue, why don't we fight here, just let you feel what it means to overwhelm people!"

"Forget it, I don't want to be beaten by you as a punching bag!"

Lin Shirong waved his hand and said depressedly; "I didn't expect your training method to work so well, why don't you let me try it too?"

"Okay, as long as you can let go of your business for the time being!"

Lei Hu said with a smile; "I believe the master won't be too troublesome!"

The brothers and sisters just talked like this, and the onlookers Bao Zhilin's disciples were not interested in listening, and when they saw that there was no excitement, they dispersed directly, leaving only Ya Mo Su to show a smirk of violent teeth.

Under the eaves of the courtyard at the other end, Huang Qiying and Huang Feihong, father and son, stood side by side, they saw the punch of Lei Hu just now clearly, and couldn't help but whisper to exchange their thoughts.

"Feihong, Lei Hu is amazing, just this hard skill is enough to walk on the rivers and lakes!"

"Yes, I also think it's a little incredible, it's only been a little over a month, if you give him more time to train, it's not impossible to catch up with Yan Zhendong!"

"Feihong, Lei Hu can train, don't let him fight anymore, if Yan Zhendong sees his iron cloth shirt cultivation, I'm afraid it will cause bad results!"

"Rest assured, Dad, the child knows in his heart that this will not happen......"