Meng Ke's vacation just started after Brother Xun'er's vacation, and he didn't have to play with Brother Xun after returning to Zhou's mansion, so he fell asleep.

Although there was no secret injury on his body, the string in his heart was too tight, and he forced himself like a machine every day, and Meng Ke's mind was already tired.

But when he woke up, he felt the power in his body and the data in the system panel, and he felt that it was all worth it.

In the past three months, Meng Ke has devoted himself to boxing, and the proficiency of Xingyi Quan has never entered a small success, and other skills and martial arts have basically not increased.

As for physical strength, strength, speed......

Although there are no specific values for these basic attributes, Meng can feel that he is breaking through the limit step by step according to his daily exercise.

Just one of his physical strength, only Master Zhao may be able to compare with him in the martial arts hall.

The rest of the brothers and sisters were thrown out by Meng Ke for ten streets.

But his strength is limited by age, Meng Ke has not grown up yet, no matter how he tempers it, he is destined to be unable to rise to the peak state of life.

In the martial arts hall, he can only wander downstream.

At the age of eleven, the strength of light is not at the bottom, and Meng Ke is proud enough.

In line with the idea of taking a vacation, Meng Ke originally wanted to sleep after eating, and when he woke up, he continued to eat, but ......

∵ pig = eat + sleep, I = eat + sleep + practice martial arts

∴ me - martial arts = pig

Summary: If I don't practice martial arts, I'm equal to a pig.

'Master, in order to catch up with you, I still broke my promise. ’

Meng Ke clenched his fists and stood in front of his chest, his eyes full of apology.

"I slept until noon today and didn't get up until now, it's really too slack, and the training in the afternoon and evening has doubled!"

Day 2......

"It doesn't seem like the sun is shining like this today?"

"Well, it's a good day to train, and the heavens are hinting at me!"

"Doubled your training today!"

Day 3......

"The sun is so hot today......"

"What? Long mom bought meat? Lunch snack? ”

"That's fate, double your training today!"

On the fourth day, the holiday ended, and Meng Ke was able to see the kind brothers again.

"It's worth celebrating, training doubled!"

One morning, Senior Brother Xu, who wanted to run with Meng Ke, almost didn't flash his old waist.

"It's crazy, I'm going to train with this guy in the future, I'm just a pen!"

"Ahem......"

The second senior brother coughed twice and reminded awkwardly, "That's what you said last time when you almost vomited blood."

“……”

Senior Brother Xu was speechless for a moment, looking at the circle of senior brothers around him who looked at him with strange eyes, and remembered what happened last time, he had a toothache.

That's it anyway, so ......

"Ahem, brothers and sisters, look here! Look here! I declare one thing, I'm a pen! I'm a pen! ”

A gentleman is a promise, and he is a lot of money.

"It's over, it's crazy again!"

"The brothers are scattered, and they are not saved."

All the brothers shook their heads and dispersed, and went to practice boxing on their own.

Looking at this scene, Meng Ke let out a long sigh.

'These brothers are really working hard! If there is excitement, I don't look at it, but go to practice boxing. ’

And Senior Brother Xu, obviously his waist was injured, but he insisted on twisting Yangge and running with me in the morning. ’

'I, Meng Ke, can't be weaker than others in my life! Today's sleeping time is reduced by one hour to stand on the pile. ’

Under the leadership of Meng Juan Wang Ke, the brothers and sisters of the martial arts hall all fell into a frenzied training, and the air of the entire martial arts hall was filled with a rich and bitter smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

"I don't have to practice today."

"No, Master! Why can the junior brother continue to practice, but we can't? ”

"That's right. I'm not convinced! It's not fair for Master to do this! ”

"Huh!"

Master Zhao sneered, "Come, I'll see how you practice with the ointment!" The stone lock can't be lifted, and you're still practicing a fart?! ”

"Ah Huang, carry them to the ashram!"

"Huh? What about Ah Huang? ”

Seeing that there was no movement for a long time after the order was issued, Master Zhao couldn't help but turn around and look for it.

"Master, second senior brother, he has fainted."

The culprit, Meng Ke, cautiously raised his hand and pointed to Huang Jian, who was lying on the ground at the back.

"Huh...... you are really my good apprentices! With you here, I will have to live at least ten years. ”

……

It's dusk again.

The disciples of the martial arts hall either limped or supported left and right, staggering home.

In the quiet room, Meng Ke looked at Master Zhao, who had been mixing and grinding ointment for an afternoon, and shook his head secretly in his heart.

'Master is so inferior that he turned pale in just one afternoon. ’

Meng Ke, who was secretly slandering himself, just saw Master Zhao raise his head and look at him, and quickly gathered his thoughts, pretending to be looking down at his shoes, in fact, he wanted to cover up his faux pas.

Master Zhao looked at Meng Ke, who was pretending, and raised his eyebrows.

"Come here, today I'm going to teach you the five elements of Xingyi Boxing, that is, the five ways of punching and luck."

"Yes, Master."

Meng Ke stepped forward obediently and practiced under Master Zhao's demonstration.

Whenever I get serious, time always flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's already dark.

"Okay, let's practice here today."

Master Zhao stood up and stretched.

Seeing that the master got up, Meng Ke also clenched his fists and said goodbye, and walked out of the quiet room in good spirits.

'It's too late......

Looking at the already dark street, Meng Ke scratched his head with some hesitation.

'Let's run back!' ’

"Master, these two stone locks will lend me one night and send them back to you tomorrow morning!"

Without waiting for Master Zhao to respond, Meng Ke lifted two forty-pound stone locks and happily rushed out of the martial arts hall.

"Eh, you stinky boy......"

Looking at Meng Ke's distant back, Master Zhao shook his head helplessly, and said in his heart that this apprentice was so unbearable.

What Master Zhao was most interested in about Meng Ke was actually his physical fitness, muscles and bones, and physical strength that could recover quickly, and it was difficult to see when this kid was exhausted.

Moreover, Meng Ke's progress in practicing to the limit is almost visible to the naked eye, and Master Zhao can only say that Meng Ke is extremely talented. When he returned to Zhou's Mansion in the evening, Brother Xun was very interested in the two big stones that Meng Ke brought back, and he wanted Meng Ke to help him let go, and he wanted to hold it up and take a look.

Fortunately, Master Zhou came in time to stop Brother Xun'er's childish behavior.

Moreover...... grabbed Brother Xun'er's ears and pulled him back to endorse the book.

After they left, the bustle came to an abrupt end, and the courtyard fell silent.

Meng Ke just stood up in the courtyard in the three-body pose.

With seven stars on his head, stepping on the earth, and communicating with heaven and earth, he vaguely felt that he seemed to have some kind of connection with heaven and earth.

Meng Ke was angry, time passed slowly, and a layer of sweat had already appeared on his forehead, flowing down his cheeks from time to time.

At last his body shook, like a small tree in the storm,

In an instant, he seemed to have an enlightenment.