Chen Chong saw Pang Shiyuan doing strange movements one after another, each movement seemed to be very difficult to do, as if there was still pain, which could be seen from Pang Shiyuan's somewhat distorted expression, as well as the sweat flowing and slightly trembling body, but Pang Shiyuan kept stiff and refused to give up.

Chen Chong didn't know what Pang Shiyuan was practicing, it would be so difficult, but he admired his perseverance, after all, not everyone has the ability to challenge themselves.

If he had been, he would have given up a long time ago.

For those who can do what they can't do, some people will be jealous, and some people will admire, Chen Chong is the latter.

Chen Chong naturally wouldn't say anything to stop Pang Shiyuan, but let him watch Pang Shiyuan struggle here, he felt very uncomfortable, so he simply stepped aside and moved on his own, out of sight. There are still a lot of leisure facilities in the square park, and he can easily pass the time of a person.

What he didn't expect was that he sent it for more than half an hour. During this period, he looked at Pang Shiyuan's side many times and found that Pang Shiyuan had always insisted. Although Pang Shiyuan had signaled him to go back first, Chen Chongdu refused. In the end, he couldn't help but be curious, and simply looked straight at Pang Shiyuan to see what he was messing up with.

Pang Shiyuan's movements became slower and slower, and the rest time became longer and longer. Obviously, he was a little overwhelmed. But even if he couldn't do it, he still didn't give up, he still did every action meticulously, and he never gave up until he met the requirements. And what is even more terrifying than his inability is the painful expression on Pang Shiyuan's face when he makes every movement, as if every movement is cutting his flesh, and the pain is unbearable.

Chen Chong felt unbearable watching from the side, not to mention Pang Shiyuan, who was exercising himself.

After looking at it like this for a while, Chen Chong felt as if he had seen the Hall of Fame. Every action Pang Shiyuan made seemed to be squeezing his physical limits and potential, which was why he was so tired and in pain. Moreover, he also found that each of Pang Shiyuan's movements seemed to have some kind of offensive and defensive characteristics. But he thought it might just be his imagination.

Finally, after Pang Shiyuan's workout, the whole person was like being fished out of the water, and his whole body was soaked. And his expression was not only full of exhaustion, but also a kind of "**" satisfaction.

That's right, it's **.

After seeing Pang Shiyuan's expression of struggle that became more and more tired and painful, and then looking at the satisfied look on his face now, it is not surprising that he is called **.

Who would take pain as fun, and who else but **?

At the moment when Pang Shiyuan was resting and recovering, Chen Chong stepped forward and said jokingly: "Shiyuan, why didn't I know that your kid still had ** physique and hobbies?" ”

"What**? You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. Despite exhaustion, Pang Shiyuan still resolutely refused the title of **, "I'm practicing, I know it!" ”

Chen Chong obviously didn't believe it: "Practice? Is it so painful to practice? How come I have never heard of it? ”

Pang Shiyuan said disdainfully: "You haven't heard of it, it's because you are lonely and unheard." Can I still open your head and stuff you with useful knowledge? ”

Chen Chong ignored Pang Shiyuan's disdain, straightened his expression, and asked with some concern: "Shiyuan, are you really practicing?" ”

"Can there be a fake?"

"But why is it so painful? I really haven't heard that practicing can be so painful. You can't be deceived, are you? Chen Chong was a little suspicious, but more worried.

Faced with Chen Chong's worries, Pang Shiyuan also replied seriously: "No." ”

"So sure?" Chen Chong asked.

"Definitely." Pang Shiyuan was very resolute.

This is his only chance to realize his dream of martial arts, even if it is wrong, Pang Shiyuan is ready to make a mistake. There is a good saying, there is no absolutely wrong thing in this world, what is lacking is someone who does the wrong thing right.

Pang Shiyuan just hopes to find a way to come out of the right way and realize his dream.

Seeing that Pang Shiyuan was so resolute, Chen Chong couldn't question it anymore, so he said, "Can you tell me about this martial arts?" ”

"Of course." Pang Shiyuan had already made an excuse when he was preparing to practice, "I practiced my family's ancestral boxing technique, and it is said that it was also brilliant. It's just that you also know that since the mid-nineteenth century, this world has been the age of guns, and martial arts have long declined. Therefore, although this set of ancestral boxing methods has a boxing spectrum left, no one in my family practices it at all, and no one even knows about it. It was also an accident that I found it. You know, I'm a martial arts fan. With the ancestral boxing spectrum, I couldn't bear it, so I started practicing. ”

Chen Chong began to be persuaded by Pang Shiyuan's statement that he was the first to be the way: "But why is the cultivation of this set of boxing techniques so painful? The way I saw you just now was in pain. I can't bear to look at it. ”

"It's a normal thing. I practiced too late, and my muscles and bones had already grown. So now I need to rebuild my muscles, and the process is naturally very difficult. I'm sure you've tried it too, right? The pain wasn't easy. ”

Pang Shiyuan's analogy is good, although the pain of stretching cannot be compared with the pain he just had, but there is a factual basis, Chen Chong was still persuaded by him.

However, Chen Chong, who was persuaded, still stayed away from Pang Shiyuan's boxing technique, and the pain made people feel chills just by looking at it, let alone trying it himself.

Only Pang Shiyuan, a martial arts fan, will practice regardless of it. A modern youth like him should live his ordinary life!

If he can lose the fat on his body, he will be satisfied.

The two went home separately, Pang Shiyuan ran back home, and began to put hot water in the bath. While putting hot water, he began to add decoction to the bath.

When the decoction and hot water were completely blended, he sat down in the bath.

Next, he has to carry the Zhou Tian with the visualization of the Great Dharma.

His current body did not have the possibility of refining and refining qi, so naturally it was impossible for him to have the internal force to carry Zhou Tian. However, the cultivation of internal strength is not only the transportation of internal force, but also the cultivation of will. The operation of each week is the result of the combination of will and internal force.

Now he has no internal force in his body, but his martial will is still there, and the cultivation experience he has gained from the dream realm has also made him clear about the meridians in his body (at least the meridians related to the Dai Sect's internal martial arts). Therefore, he was able to visualize the operation of the inner force with his will.

Pang Shiyuan visualized the operation of the internal force with his will, and a clear internal power operation diagram appeared in his mind, and then compared it with his own meridians, the internal force of the visualization began to move forward little by little in the meridians.

Visualizing the internal force, Pang Shiyuan could slightly feel the slight warmth in the meridians. It's so familiar, and so nostalgic. Even though it was only a morning exercise time, the feeling of not having internal strength still made him very unaccustomed. Compared with the changes in his body, Pang Shiyuan is obviously more concerned about the disappearance of internal force.

Visualize that the internal force is still moving forward, and every step is cautious, and you don't dare to make the slightest mistake.

Without the real internal force as a physical reference, it is impossible to intuitively feel the existence of the meridians. But it is clear that you can't feel the storage of the meridians, but you still have to visualize the internal force running in the meridians, which is more difficult than looking at plums to quench your thirst and painting cakes to satisfy your hunger.

At least when Wangmei quenches his thirst and paints cakes to satisfy his hunger, there are still distant plums and cakes on paper that make people fantasize, but he uses his inner power to visualize the inner power of running in the meridians that cannot be seen, and the difficulty of which can never be experienced by those who have not experienced it firsthand.

Time passed little by little, and Pang Shiyuan didn't expect that it would be so difficult to visualize the Great Fa to carry Zhou Tian, so that he woke up from the visualization to know that he still had some time and found that the time had pointed to nine o'clock.

Pang Shiyuan was startled at first, and stood up directly from the bathtub, and just as he was about to scrub his body, he suddenly remembered that today was Saturday and there was no class, so he relaxed again.

However, it also reminded him that it seems that the time for morning exercise in the future will have to be advanced.

Sometimes the first class is at 8 o'clock in the morning, and if he practices until 9 o'clock in the future, then the first class will not be required.

However, no matter how early you are, can you still get to four o'clock? Although Pang Shiyuan is a martial arts fan, he also feels that things are a bit excessive.

If he gets up at four o'clock, in order to ensure eight hours of sleep, won't he have to go to bed at eight o'clock? This is a bit of a for modern people.

Although Pang Shiyuan's living habits have changed greatly because of his five years of life in the dream world, he still feels that going to bed at eight o'clock every night is a bit exaggerated.

So, he had to shorten the time he had to visualize the week.

And Pang Shiyuan also felt that he had the ability to shorten the time to visualize Zhoutian. After all, it was the first time to visualize Zhou Tian in reality just now, and the speed will naturally speed up when you become proficient.

So Pang Shiyuan didn't care that the water in the bathtub was already a little cold, and began to visualize Zhou Tian for the second time.

On this day, in addition to eating, drinking, and Lazar, Pang Shiyuan spent almost all of his time contemplating Zhou Tian. It's just that when night just fell, Pang Shiyuan found that he was too tired to do anything.

It was a feeling of exhaustion, the whole person's spirit seemed to be drained, there was no vitality, only the only feeling left, exhaustion to death.

Only then did Pang Shiyuan realize that visualization was actually quite a draining thing, and his constant visualization throughout the day was about to drag down his own spirit.

Don't dare to mess around anymore, Pang Shiyuan went to bed early, and sleep has always been the best way to restore his spirit.

But before he fell asleep, he couldn't help but wonder if he would wake up and go to the dream world again. It's just that I don't know if he will be as tired as he is now in the dream world.