Itchy!

As soon as Chen Yi moved, he felt an unbearable itch surging up and down his body, like countless ants gnawing at the skin of his whole body.

"Damn!"

He couldn't help but burst into a foul language, which was really uncomfortable.

However, no matter how uncomfortable it is, he has to grit his teeth and persevere.

The attendant had told him that if he stopped, the tingling sensation would go away, but the effect would be greatly reduced.

The oil only has an effect for 30 minutes, and the longer you keep exercising during these 30 minutes, the better the effect.

Also, the first time you use divine oil to refine your body, the effect is the strongest, and as the number of uses increases, the effect will also decrease.

He knew very well that his training time was too short, only more than two months, and his foundation was too thin to compare to those people from other worlds who had been trained since childhood. If he gave up now, he might not be able to become an official knight in such a lifetime.

"I'm going to be a baby—"

In the intense itching, he roared as he trained.

One minute, two minutes......

As time passed, the itching became more and more intense, from the skin, all the way to the muscles, and then to the bones.

Fifteen minutes passed.

Whew-

He was panting, unable to maintain that breathing rhythm. He's still holding on.

Fifteen minutes passed.

His lips were already bitten and bleeding, but he didn't realize it, and his consciousness began to blur, but his body moved mechanically with a will.

Twenty minutes.

With a thud, he fell.

…………

I don't know how long it took, Chen Yi woke up, looking at the dome-shaped light film in the transit space, and felt a little depressed.

He didn't notice how long he held out, but he knew he didn't make it to the end, maybe not even twenty minutes.

It made him depressed.

In fact, as a modern young man who grew up in a peaceful era and has never endured hardship, hunger, or cold since he was a child, how strong can his willpower be?

He was able to hold on for twenty minutes, which was already extraordinary, and it was completely out of the obsession in his heart.

"Whew-"

He swept away the depression in his heart, anyway, it was useless to think too much, let's see how much he has improved.

He stood up and cleaned himself first. The original viscous divine oil has completely dried up, forming into pieces of hard lumps, which are very uncomfortable to stick to the body. He tore them off and collected them in a bag.

If he had the chance, he wanted to test the earth to find out what kind of substance this magical divine oil was made of.

Changing into a suit, he walked to the corner and began to add weight to the bar.

He wanted to see if his physical fitness had improved after suffering so much.

The first thing he tried was the bench press, which he directly added to 225 kilograms, and his previous limit of bench press was almost 220 kilograms. Out of an abundance of caution, he added only five kilograms.

After warming up, he lay down, held the shaft with both hands, and pushed the barbell up with his arms.

"One, two, three......"

It was surprisingly easy, similar to how he used to push 180 kilograms. He pushed ten times in one breath and hung the barbell back, feeling very incredible.

He added another ten kilograms, tried it, and it was still easy. So I continued to add weight.

Two hundred and three, two hundred and four, two hundred and five......

By the time he reached two hundred and sixty kilograms, he finally felt a little struggling, but it was not his limit. I added it until I was 280 kilograms, and I tried my best to push the barbell up.

He sat up, gasping for breath, a strange glint in his eyes, "It seems that the world has to be redefined." ”

The effect of the divine oil is beyond his imagination.

His physical fitness is close to the limit of human beings on earth. In terms of sheer strength, nervous reflexes, and agility, he was willing to put in a little effort to practice, and it was easy to break the world record.

It stands to reason that at his level, it is very difficult to improve even a little.

But now, with just a can of black medicinal oil, he has improved his physical fitness by more than 30% overnight.

This is simply exaggerated and not scientific at all.

He originally thought that this world was a low-martial world. Now it seems that this judgment is not accurate. Divine oil, which can greatly improve physical fitness, has been mass-produced, and it is impossible to say that there is no extraordinary power in this world.

…………

For the next period of time, Chen Yi stayed in the transit space, and through continuous training, he mastered the sudden increase in strength.

And this kind of training has made his physical fitness improve slightly. The extreme bench press reaches a staggering 290 kilograms. It's a humanoid monster.

When he returned to the Atlas again, a month had passed. He was in the Baron's estate when he left, reappearing, and returning to where he was.

When he came back this time, he had come specifically to find the baron's second son, Angle.

He pushed the door open and went out to ask the servant where Anglet's room was, but when he went around the manor, he saw not a single servant, as if the whole manor had disappeared.

"It's weird."

Sensing that something was wrong, he hurried out of the empty place that made his heart hairy, and hurried to the town.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he heard some noise in the woods not far away. If you listen closely, it seems to be the sound of metal tapping.

He lifted his heart and subconsciously took out the gun from his waist, loaded the bullet, and opened the safe. Then he slumped short and walked towards the place where the sound had come from.

"Baron York?"

He went into the woods and saw two men each holding a sword, fighting, both with wounds on their bodies, obviously a life-and-death fight, not an ordinary competition. And one of them was none other than Baron York.

Baron York's opponent was a middle-aged man in green leather armor with several ugly scars on his face. His weapon was a rapier, but his swordsmanship was extremely high, and from time to time he cut a wound on the baron's body.

Chen Yi held his breath and watched the two fight. This is a rare opportunity to see with your own eyes the combat power of the knights of this world.

Suddenly, Baron York was desperately stabbed with a sword, and this deadly style of play finally forced the opponent back.

"You were sent by Viscount Sean, right?" Baron York asked, having a chance to catch his breath.

The scar man shook the sword in his hand, shook off the blood stains on it, and said in a hoarse voice, "Dead people, you don't need to know so much. ”

"Viscount Sean should know that even if I die, the territory will not fall into his hands......"

Scar Man interrupted him abruptly and said in a sarcastic tone, "Do you want to stall for your henchman named Willie to come and save you?" I advise you to dispel this delusion, the old man named Willy is probably already waiting for you in hell now. ”