Chapter 16: I began to brush my liver to perfection

Lang Ping didn't know what this level of combat power was, he only knew that this made his speed of brushing proficiency even higher.

[Secret Weapon Basic (Mastery): 14/400]

There are still 386 times left, which is 386 seconds!

That is, it only takes six and a half minutes.

Lang Ping couldn't help but lift his spirits, and he stopped looking at his phone, counting silently with all his might, concentrating on practice, and once every two seconds had become muscle memory.

Luck only needs a little attention.

Three or four hundred shakes of hands consumes a lot of money on the wrists and arms.

Fortunately, when he 'mastered' the upgrade, that warm current strengthened his wrists and arms a bit, and removed the muscle fatigue from the previous round of exercises.

Nearly 400 exercises.

In the back, my muscles were very sore.

However, with the panel, watching the numbers rise little by little, this sense of accomplishment made Lang Ping ignore the discomfort of his arms and wrists, extreme discomfort.

Of course, in the last hundred or so exercises, it is still not as fast as before.

Until another warm current hits, comparable to a high-intensity massage.

Call~~~

The arms are almost trembling, and the small half of the body with the arms is also passing by the warm current, and there is also a slight small warm current flowing in my head, which is very comfortable.

Take a long breath to show that your current state is indescribable in words, fluttering like a fairy.

After about five or six seconds, this warm current disappeared silently.

"Last time, it seemed like two seconds or three seconds?"

Maybe just for a second.

It's just that sometimes people's perception of time is a little wrong.

"At nine and sixteen, it only took nine minutes for the mastery-level secret weapon foundation to be fully proficient! Hahaha! ”

Lang Ping rubbed his temples, and the excitement in his heart was jumping.

I glanced at myself panel.

[Hidden Weapon Foundation (Fusion): 1/800]

It's the same as he imagined, but it's different, the proficiency requirement is doubled, which is equivalent to doubling the time to complete the next level, but why is his monkey fist and the eight methods of living legs suspected of evolving? And this kind of hierarchy is very detailed all of a sudden.

Is it because of the first three times? I don't know.

Forget it, there is no harm to yourself after all, and I don't have time to pursue such a thoughtless problem now, I still have to solve the matter in front of me and continue to liver it.

Double as nine minutes, only eighteen minutes!

Even if the wrist and arm are a little difficult to practice, and the speed is not as fast as at the beginning, the foundation of the hidden weapon at the level of 'fusion' itself is faster.

Of course, without leveling up 'Mastery', it feels like the speed is multiplied.

But it also increased the speed by about 30%.

"It's not my fastest throwing speed, it's just a more consistent speed that I can practice for a long time, so ......... I haven't reached the limit yet. ”

Lang Ping was not in a hurry to test what his limit was.

Because the limit loss is very large.

The loss of wrist and strength is greater.

"It's only nine o'clock in the evening, and tonight we must continue to fill up the foundation of the hidden weapon!" As for the mobile phone, I don't look at it, so as not to be distracted.

After muting the phone, I was ready to continue without distractions.

Lang Ping put a can of energy drink in front of him and began to practice with all his might!

Snort!

The phone seemed to tremble slightly, but no one could stop him from upgrading his brush proficiency!

No one can stop my liver.

Eight hundred proficiency.

The more you go to the back, the harder it is to brush!

If you brush it separately, it's probably relatively easy.

The main thing is to maintain high-speed arm luck all the time, so that the arm and wrist are under great pressure!

If it weren't for the benefit of upgrading to restore the negative status.

Lang Ping was afraid and didn't dare to do this, because it would be called self-harm and not martial arts.

In the same way, because it is just a practice, not a battle, it is not a full effort, as long as you complete the minimum requirement of one practice.

That is, only the standard.

Don't ask for strength!

Snort!

The toothpick pierced the plank with precision and a cracking sound, and the toothpick had basic lethality.

Arm retracted, continue, continue.

The whistling sound came, this was a sign of increased strength, and Lang Ping wanted to see what his power was.

Even if the force is not high, there is a low sound caused by the friction between speed and air, and there is a click.

The toothpick managed to leave a small hole in the plank and pierced through it, and the edge of the hole was still blackened.

Whew~Whew!

There was also the sound of Lang Ping's still heavy breathing.

This seems to consume one's mental power, and this kind of all-out throwing must be used sparingly, and it is just, huh......... If you set the standard according to your own mental measurement, about 20 times is the limit.

He squinted slightly, the change in the last line of numbers on the attributes panel stimulated him.

Hang on!

Hold on!

It wasn't until the number suddenly blurred and condensed into a zero that he half-knelt and gasped frantically, and then his right hand, right arm, and right half of his body continued to tremble.

Whew~Whew~Whew!

Ten seconds later, Lang Ping's whole body was lying on the cold floor.

The whole body was soaked with sweat, and I was extremely embarrassed.

However, Lang Ping smiled, but his smile was rarely bright, and without a sound, he could only see a little afterimage, and there were a few more holes in the plank.

Sirp the energy drink on the side.

Adjust your breathing again.

【Secret Weapon Foundation (Furnace Fire): 11/1000】

"It's 9:45, get up and continue!"

"As long as you don't die, you will practice to death!"

"Heaven does not give birth to my Lang Commentary, the liver is as eternal as the long night!"

There was other information on the phone, he didn't look at it, he took out two cans of energy drinks and put them in front of him, he sat cross-legged, and began to practice his sword.

The biggest feature of the foundation of the hidden weapon is that even if it is simple, it is easy to learn and difficult to master, and the speed of waving your hand is very fast.

It's also faster to practice!

This is also the reason why he finally chose to brush the foundation of the hidden weapon first.

After practicing for another fifteen minutes, even if he was sitting and practicing, the physical exertion caused by the constant stabbing of the sword was not low, so he picked up a can of drink and drank it.

Although energy drinks can replenish physical strength after running to the toilet, I drank too much and couldn't sweat anymore, so I could only run to the toilet.

Come back and continue liver! To the death!

For another fifteen minutes, his muscles trembled under the rain of sweat, just like he had seen when he had practiced monkey boxing to the limit of his physical strength.

This time, the warm current of the upgrade lasted for a full twenty seconds, and it was obvious that I felt that my spirit was slowly growing.

He had a refreshing and sensitive feeling that his whole body had been washed once, and all the negative states such as fatigue and muscle aches disappeared.

Let's look at the changes in the attributes of the Hidden Weapon Foundation.

Lang Ping was stunned.

【Secret Weapon Foundation (Complete):6/1200】

Is it the last level?

The arms were silent, as fast as lightning, and they were practicing.

Proficiency is increased by one.

The difficulty has not increased, and the speed has become faster, so why are you still stunned, continue to liver!

Fast!

Permit!

Vicious!

Steady!

It seems that he has become a flying hidden weapon, and he believes that his hidden weapon will definitely hit the enemy, so it will be fine.

Gradually, Lang Ping even forgot about the attribute panel.

Forget he's farming proficiency.

Forget he's in the practice room.

Forget he's practicing martial arts

It seems that everything is okay anymore, he is the hidden weapon, he is the thrower of the hidden weapon, he is the one who is hit by the hidden weapon.

Consciousness, purpose, fades away......

Who is he?

He is......... I am.........

I'm Lang Ping.