Xia Yanfeng knew that he had to correct his mentality, face up to his own level, and objectively position his strength in order to improve and leap in martial arts, magic and even physical fitness, and thinking of this, after having a true sense of self-knowledge, he stepped up his efforts to practice, whether it was swordsmanship, magic, or even martial arts.

His muscles and muscles are still very stiff, he can't use his skills because of magic, once his mental power is imprisoned and his magic is sealed, then he will become a small role that is inferior to mortals, what a terrible reality! He keeps doing push-ups on the ground, even if he sweats like rain. He tried to punch the trees with his bare hands without the help of magical energy, but his flesh and blood really couldn't shake the trees that were not so thick at all, and even the branches and leaves did not shake down, but the back of his hand was red and swollen, and the pain was slightly numb.

Like such a tree, Xia Yanfeng borrowed the power of magic to open the "Thunder Hand Knife", everything was a piece, he thought that his strength, even if he couldn't be a god who destroyed the world, then at least he could be like in martial arts novels, right?

There is no way, Xia Yanfeng will not be discouraged, while practicing magic, physical training is also essential, his physique is too bad, this is not by learning magic and changing tricks can make up for it, after all, the body is his own, not just by developing some spiritual power and instilling some magic energy to create an invulnerable King Kong body. If you are not a power-type transfer soldier, you can't understand that hand-to-hand white-knuckle combat relies not only on energy and courage, but also on physical fitness. Maybe diligence can make up for it, and he doesn't have a talent for strength, but many times he has to face the danger of being suddenly approached by the enemy, so Xia Yanfeng doesn't want to make his physical strength the best, but at least he has to reach the passing line as a warrior, right?

If Xia Yanfeng wants to exercise his physique, he must first completely abandon his dependence on magic. He tried to lift the big rock in the backyard, and as soon as he lifted the stone with all his strength, his center of gravity was gradually becoming less stable. I went to carry heavy objects, and I also tried to exercise the muscles that were pitiful, pulled the ligaments, and then tried to chop wood with a palm knife. However, it was hard enough to continue like this, he tried to train from scratch like an ordinary person, forcing himself to grit his teeth and persevere, and only by being so strong and fit could he increase some chances of survival in the desperate situation of losing "luck" and "artifact" in the future.

Thinking about himself at the beginning, Xia Yanfeng really felt ridiculous and pathetic. When I think about myself in the human world, I never go to the gym, and I only feel bored when I watch a few football games once in a while, and I don't want to call myself when others go to play football, because he can't participate anyway. He rarely tried a basic self-defense training with Dream Fish, but he was powerless, with his slow reaction ability to get home, he was instantly subdued by Dream Fish's grappling hand, even if he was stronger, he couldn't beat Dream Fish with two hands, not to mention that Dream Fish was just a woman who looked very well-proportioned, if he faced a big man, his body bones would have to fall apart, right?

Xia Yanfeng laughed at his past self more than once, but looking back was always meaningless. Now, every drop of sweat he sheds is valuable. He tried again and again to experience the thrill of strenuous exercise, and sweat steamed in the air. There is no need for magic to catalyze, it is all up to one's own will, to persevere, to persevere, to persevere! This is the devil's training that he himself forced himself to perform, even if he was scarred. The more you practice, the more you practice, the stronger you get, the foundation of the combat power required by a human being is your physique, as long as you can improve your ability to survive, what is it to endure this little hardship? Relying on the artifact is undoubtedly an incompetent act of sitting on the mountain, his life is destined to go through hardships, if you want to stand up, how can you do it without becoming stronger?

Never-ending push-ups, weightlifts, ligament pulls, and the body is tired, but the soul never allows itself to stop. Cutting trees with his hands, his arms were numb from the shock, but he still increased his strength and continued to work hard. He firmly believes that he can do it, and he firmly believes that he will definitely have the last laugh and become a king or even a god who sits on the world, before that, how can he hold on to that point if he doesn't exercise well? Bruce Lee's strong muscles are not innate, and Zhang Sanfeng is not born to play Tai Chi, although he has gone through hardships, the hardships he has endured and the hardships he has endured on the road of life are still too few and too little, and even almost insignificant compared to them. Scientists will never be discouraged and give up halfway after many failed experiments, because as long as it is the truth, there will always be the light of day, and Xia Yanfeng in the past was a weak person who would make him heart-rending pain just a time of falling out of love, what kind of "greatness" can he be regarded as such a self? How can he be worthy of the name of "strong"?

Xia Yanfeng needed to cultivate more than that, the silence in the back garden also made him let go of his skills, and he kept doing physical training all the time and gradually forgot the passage of time. He only has the obsession to get stronger in his heart, and what he needs is everything that he can be proud of. A person can not admit his mistakes, but he cannot but reflect on himself, and resting on his laurels can only lead him to fall into the quagmire. Strength isn't just on the surface, but it's not just on the inside. Maybe the phrase "the strength of the heart is the real strength" is not false, but if there is only a heart, only fantasy, there will be no pie in the sky, just like a person wants to destroy the world in his heart, but the world will not perish directly because of his fantasy, without the support of the body's "hardware", no matter how much "software" accumulates in the sea of spirits, it is only "zero".

Obsessed, Xia Yanfeng not only forgot the time, but also forgot the pain and fatigue, the body bones he let go, but the load of the body had already reached the limit. Anyway, his body is still in the recovery period and is not suitable for high-intensity strenuous exercise, but he doesn't care about it. Fortunately, his internal organs are protected by a "spiritual vitality", and will not hurt the origin in sports, Xia Yanfeng is tired and thirsty, but he can't stop at all because of obsession, there is no cramp in his hands and feet, and there is no strain, everything is progressing smoothly and orderly, and the feeling of weakness has long been left behind by him and selectively ignored.

Every time he recalls the pictures of the past in his heart, Xia Yanfeng will always spit on those victories or glories. Good luck will not always favor one person, maybe everyone's luck is more or less, but the aura of fate will not always revolve around one person, no one can break through fate, rule the world for thousands of generations, and the past victories do not belong to themselves, so it is not worth nostalgia.

Xia Yanfeng defeated Bradley? No, it was the thunderstorm that defeated Bradley, and if there was no thunderstorm that night, his life would have been suspended that night; Xia Yanfeng slaughtered the palace and played the entire Yuan family's Zhongguo? No, it was still the thunderstorm that played the Yuan family and helped him defeat Yuan Chen, if it weren't for the thunderstorm, if it weren't for the imprisonment of Fu Jianning and Tian Jia, what chance would he have to do such an exaggerated job in the enemy's capital? Xia Yanfeng defeated the mighty Demon Realm, the demon king Fanir, who destroyed the world, and the legendary divine beast Xuanlongbeast? Hehe, it's not his victory, it's the Qinggang Sword that wins, without the artifact, without the fortune of heaven, what is he?

The past tense is the past tense after all, who is Hua Tengyun? What can that brute bull be like? How can it compare to Faneuil and the heroes of the Yuan Empire? But Xia Yanfeng was helpless against them, he couldn't take it down for a long time, and he was even hit by the brute bull to the point of dying and almost died, why is this? If he misses the mandate of heaven and refuses to sacrifice the artifact, he is nothing, and he can't beat the brute bull himself, he is the real level of himself! After recognizing yourself, you will only feel that your past self is ridiculous, and you can sit back and enjoy your achievements without practicing, how can there be such a good thing in the world?

Hua Tengyun and Manniu, who he couldn't really defeat, compared to those characters who had been defeated by him, the former couldn't even hold the latter's heels. If Hua Tengyun was replaced by Yuan Chen, Xia Yanfeng would have been shot into a hedgehog long ago, and the brute bull would have been replaced with Faneuil, not to mention, who can compare to the ruthlessness of the Demon King? A Smaao can make him desperate, without that coincidence, he would have died a long time ago without a place to be buried, and none of the dangers were saved by his true skills, why does he still have the face to call himself a "strong man"?

Change starts today. There is no regret in sweat, but the body is tired but the heart is ecstatic. Unconsciously, it was already dusk, and it wasn't until he looked up at the sunset that Xia Yanfeng stopped his fists and feet and let out a sigh of relief. Sweating profusely, he couldn't stop panting, like a sauna, and the tiredness was not the main theme in his mind.

Time flies, half a day's time is fleeting in the sharpening of muscles and bones, the arrival of dusk moment, reminding him that his practice is over, as long as he practices diligently day after day, his physical fitness can always be improved, right?

Fragrant soup bath, after taking a bath, Lilu didn't seem to leave the residence an inch, he led the people, and personally cooked, prepared a sumptuous dinner for Xia Yanfeng, the table full of delicacies brought Xia Yanfeng incomparable warmth, just like a home.

"Lilu, do you need more than 20 dishes for the two of us?" The sweat was washed away, and the fragrant soup washed away the fatigue, Xia Yanfeng didn't feel tired, but refreshed, and he couldn't help but feel a little unnatural when he looked at the table full of fragrant and good dishes.

Lilu stared at him with innocent eyes open, blinking and blinking, and her face was full of surprise: "What? Yanfeng, don't you like pomp and circumstance? Twenty dishes is not too much, isn't it? Yanfeng, don't you usually eat so much, and throw them away if you can't eat them?"

"What are you kidding...... Xia Yanfeng rolled his eyes, "Don't you think it's a pity if you can't eat it and waste it?" It's not easy to do business in Thunder City, those high-quality ingredients are to be sold to those local tyrants and magnates to make money, and it's not a good thing to waste resources." ”

"Ah...... I'm sorry, Lilou will pay attention next time, and if you want to cook, you must do what Yanfeng tells you......" Lilu blushed with shame, and she was only resigned, and her cute appearance was exposed, looking extremely weak and restrained.

Xia Yanfeng hurriedly patted Lilu's arm, and coaxed with a smile: "Honey, I didn't mean that, you are good to me, cook for me yourself, I am really moved, it is full of love! I won't embarrass you, I really won't......"

Lilu smiled, not minding. She also knew what kind of person Xia Yanfeng was, and the two smiled at each other, and sat down to enjoy this "love feast". However, Xia Yanfeng will not forget the business, although he has forgotten everything because of physical training, but he has not yet asked what he really wants to know.