"There are five realms of Black Tiger Boxing, the first glimpse of the doorway, small success, integration, peaking, and returning to the basics. Learning boxing is the entry level for the first glimpse of the door, which requires 30 points; To reach the realm of a small city with small success, you need 90 points; To reach the realm of integration, 180 points are required; To reach the pinnacle of the Dacheng realm, you need 270 points; As for the perfection of returning to the basics, 360 points are required. ”

When Zhou Yang carefully studied these five realms, his eyes were full of light, and the golden glimmer flickered continuously, and he knew this information because of the identification technique.

"Ascension!"

After perfecting his boxing skills, Zhou Yang still has 400 points.

Zhou Yang directly consumed 90 points, only to feel that his body suddenly ushered in a burst of itching, but the itch came and went quickly, and the next moment was a feeling of relaxation and comfort.

Then, Zhou Yang invested 180 points again, this time there was a burning and hot feeling on his body, if the skin membrane was pricked by needles, the feeling of soreness in the muscles filled the whole body, and then the feeling of soreness and pain in the body quickly disappeared, and the whole body was cool and cool, and it was comfortable for a while.

The two feelings went back and forth, and finally all disappeared, and at this time, Zhou Yang felt like he had thrown off two hundred catties of flesh at once, originally because of the long-term struggle in the wasteland, high-intensity work and exercise, and the diseased cervical and lumbar spine muscles and adhesion fascia also stretched again, as if a new life, and the whole body was indescribably relaxed and comfortable.

Not only the physical feeling, but even the Black Tiger Fist seemed to have been practiced thousands of times, every move and style was imprinted in the memory of the muscles of his whole body, and a wealth of experience in cultivating the Black Tiger Fist also appeared in his head, and every move and style seemed to have experienced countless times of practice in person, with a deep understanding and knowledge.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the punch was thrown, the air suddenly buzzed, like the sound of an arrow shot by a bent bow piercing the air, or the sound of a long stick swinging out violently and rubbing against the air!

Next, in the small study, suddenly the fist shadow was heavy, the wind was whistling, and the books were blown by the whirring wind, as if a continuous and dense wind was blowing in this hut!

It wasn't until a set of punches was finished that the wind disappeared and the pages that were flipped back and forth were quiet.

"Do whatever you want, every move and style are extremely familiar, often a punch and a kick, like an antelope hanging horns without any deliberate traces, but can play the strength of the whole body, slamming at a point!

This kung fu is to be beaten by more than a dozen strong men, but also with fierce fists, slippery body methods, rapid reactions, imaginative movements, antelope horns of fists and feet, intentional and invisible moves to parry, with huge force to slam at a vital point, easily kill them all in a very short period of time!

The strength of the whole body has also been greatly improved, the muscles and skin membranes on the body have also become very tough, and the ability to resist blows has also been greatly improved, that is, the recovery speed of endurance and physical strength has also been greatly improved! ”

After two realm improvements, Zhou Yang still has 130 points left, which is not enough to improve again.

Zhou Gang felt a force lurking in his body, and his strength may not be as good as Wutong, but it should not be worse than the martial arts idiot in Zhangjiacun. But in this small study, Zhou Yang didn't test his current strength, so he sat down and continued to study the use of points with the identification technique.

"An ordinary Glock 17 pistol can be transformed by consuming points."

"An ordinary bullet can be transformed into an attribute bullet with special power by consuming points."

Zhou Yang was in no hurry to continue spending the remaining 130 points.

Instead, he kept studying and studying, until the candle flame jumped and the dim yellow halo flickered in the room, and he dragged his somewhat sleepy body to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, on the soft queen bed, Jill was already asleep. The occasional slight sound, accompanied by the occasional birdsong outside, made the dreary night seem extraordinarily quiet.

Zhou Yang took off his clothes and threw them into the storage basket, and went to bed and lay down lightly.

In the dead of night, the moonlight poured in through the window lattice, and through the window, the lush, endless pastures and hillsides looked a little black under the silver light.

In the distance, the black hole is invisible, giving people the impression of unknown horror, as if there will be zombies rushing out in droves in the darkness at any time to eat all the creatures in front of them!

Zhou Yang fell on the bed, his body felt sleepy, but his thoughts were a little excited, and after lying down, his head was still planning the road ahead.

In the bullfighting world for more than a month, Zhou Yang has also thought about what he should do in the future more than once.

"The Heavenly World of the Main Temple has the name of the Heavenly Battlefield, and in this name, there will inevitably be constant battles and dangers. It's like the first trial world, if I didn't have a portable space, it would be difficult to complete the task, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that I would die in a lifetime.

If you want to survive the battles again and again in the future, you must try your best to increase your strength. ”

Zhou Yang needs all the strength to strengthen himself.

Not only in the reincarnation world, but also in the biochemical world, in their home turf, there are also some good things.

"There is a lot of black technology in this world."

"One is cloning. If I had an underground hive base for the Umbrella Corporation and clone clones, I would have an endless stream of soldiers to work with!

You can even make a super soldier like Lis! ”

"The second is the AI Red Queen and the White Queen. This artificial intelligence is almost the same as a real human, and the computing power is much stronger than that of humans, and it is not weaker than Tony's Jarvis in Marvel, maybe even stronger. ”

"Then there's the biochemical weapons. Biochemical weapons are like the goddess of revenge and tyrants, and the destructive power they can cause is extremely great, and if they stay in the reincarnation world, they will definitely be able to kill all sides. But biochemical weapons are really terrifying, and if they are not used well, they will destroy the world, so they need to be cautious. ”

"However, these things are in the hands of the umbrella, and with my current strength, let alone dealing with a behemoth like the umbrella, it is difficult to find the underground base of the umbrella.

It also needs to take a long-term view······ Huh-ha······"

With the course planned in his head, his consciousness gradually became ethereal, and finally a slight snoring sounded, and Jill rose and fell, adding a bit of sleepiness to the quiet night.

When Zhou Yang woke up the next day, Jill was no longer around.

There was a banging sound outside the window, and sometimes there were a few bells ringing with "ding ding", the sound was crisp and penetrating.

Zhou Yang looked through the window, Jill had an iron nail in his mouth, and a hammer in his hand knocked on the horse made of logs, smashing the thin wire into the tip of the collision, and the thin wire was strung with small silver bells, which rang with the trembling of the thin wire.

Zhou Yang got up, washed up, changed into a pair of jeans, went down to the underground warehouse, took some farm tools on his shoulders, and walked out of the small western-style building.

Jill was wearing small foot bodybuilding pants and a wear-resistant farmer's suit on his jacket, and was banging on the horse rejection stake, and saw Zhou Yang walking out with a pickaxe and a shovel, and stopped what he was doing: "Darling, is the injury on your leg better?" Don't forget to change dressings. ”

"Huh?"

Zhou Yang thought of the wound on his calf, which had long since scabbed and receded in the anti-Japanese world for more than a month, and it was already neat at this time: "Oh, it's much better." ”

"Huh? Darling, where did you get these seeds? ”

After seeing Zhou Yang remove the loose flowers and weeds in the dilapidated garden, Jill began to loosen the soil and dig the pit, and even took out a bag of seeds wrapped in oiled paper, he was immediately surprised, threw down the hammer and came over, bent down and asked Zhou Yang curiously.