Chessboard Kendo Hall.

Boom!

Several shirtless men slammed Martin with a large wooden stick in their hands.

Click!

The large wooden stick the thickness of the arm broke into two in an instant.

"Cool! It's so cool! Go on, don't stop, hit me hard with an iron rod and a hammer! ”

Martin stood shirtless in an empty kendo hall and shouted heroically, revealing his tendon flesh, his whole body was smeared with a layer of oily and shiny medicinal oil, and the corners of his mouth were full of leisurely and smug smiles.

There were several big men with tattoos all over him, some with sledgehammers, some with steel rods, all panting, looking tired enough.

Bang Bang Bang ......

At Martin's request, a loud crash was heard again, and several big men continued to swing their sledgehammers and steel rods and slammed them on each other's bodies, surrounding him and beating him incessantly.

Within half an hour, several people were too tired.

"Hey, don't be lazy! Or are men not? Martin roared unhappily, clearly dissatisfied with the men's attacking power.

"Boss Martin, Big Brother Martin, Master Martin...... Let's rest for a while, we're so tired......"

Jason put down the steel rod in his hand and said decadently, and looked at the panting brothers again.

"It's useless! Just want to be a sword hero? Martin was extremely upset, and his eyes were cold.

Jason lowered his head without tears, looking at the senior brothers lying in a circle, feeling very embarrassed, and also regretted, regretting that he was full of self-confidence and said that he wanted Jianhao, and then accepted the special training of Jianhao.

A week ago, Master Martin came to their gym and said that he wanted to teach them the secret of becoming a sword master for free, as long as their gym included food, drink, and sparring.

This can make Jason and the others completely happy, all of them want to be famous quickly, if it weren't for the fact that the teacher Dongxiang Sanmao didn't die, they all wanted to kneel down and kowtow to this worldly master.

The next few days were hardly human.

Martin insisted that he and his younger brothers beat him with sledgehammers and steel rods.

I have to say that a master is a master, it is simply a legendary pervert, no matter how the hammer and steel rod hammer the opponent's body, they can't leave the slightest trace, at most a white mark.

At first, the big guy was still able to fight, but after a few days, everyone was so tired that his whole body was sore, and it was difficult to even move.

No way, this Martin master is too much in demand.

That blow to demand can be described as dissatisfaction.

Typical super shake M!

Shaking M to the point that a dozen or so of them couldn't cope with it, and they were directly tired.

"Useless things, stand up and masturbate for Lao Tzu!"

"You can't even break through the iron block of one of the six types of the navy, how can you become a sword hero?"

"Do you know that the first step to becoming a sword master is to cut iron?"

Seeing that Jason and the others were bald, Martin went up with a few mouth cannons, and gave Jason a slap by the way as punishment.

"Understood, understood...... Hurry up and fight! ”

Jason touched his cheeks and nodded, urging his brothers in shock.

Brother Martin is domineering, and his momentum is becoming more and more powerful, standing in front of this boss, not to mention those senior brothers, even he will feel suffocated, and now no one dares to reverse his meaning, even their teacher Dongxiang Sanmao did not dare to say half a word when he saw Martin.

Jason would rather do a pole dance in public than beat someone with a steel rod.

He's so scared!

"Brother Martin, we really want to be swordsmen, but that's all they have to say, your iron defense is too hard......" Jason stepped forward and said cautiously.

"Humph! It's useless. ”

Martin snorted coldly, he had been cultivating for almost a week, and with the expensive medicinal essential oils, she felt that the Dacheng Iron Block was already slowly improving.

To put it bluntly, the principle of this iron block is a bit like hard qigong, it must be accumulated over time, using a blunt weapon to hit the body parts, and constantly enhance the body's resistance, so that the ability to resist blows and swords will be stronger, and the cultivation efficiency can be accelerated a little more, but it is a pity that these stunned green swordsmen under his command are not strong enough.

Looks like we'll have to find more people to beat me up!

Before he knew it, Martin was already drifting away on the road of shaking M.

If nothing else, it's all about getting stronger.

Although loving his wife is a shortcut, he feels that it is still not enough.

So according to the direction I am good at, I chose the cultivation route.

That is the Great Perfection of tempering iron to the extreme.

Legend has it that the president of the world government in the world of pirates, Sora Steelbone, is a man who cultivates iron to the extreme, so he is called "Steelbone".

During the workout, Martin could feel that there was still room for improvement.

Just like a piece of steel has to be constantly quenched, repeatedly tempered to remove impurities, its own iron is also constantly tempered to become stronger.

"It's time to eat! It's time to eat! It's time to eat! ”

Twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

The disciples of the kendo hall finally waited for the meal to begin.

The big guy walked to the dining room with a sore back, and saw a strong man with prominent muscles eating wildly with a rice bowl, several pots of food were almost half consumed, and the other party's eating speed was simply miserable, completely devouring the dishes.

It is estimated that the meals of more than ten people together are not enough for the other party to eat alone.

"Wow, Brother Martin's meal has gone up again!"

"Well, it's definitely going up again, and it's going faster."

"Looks like we don't have our share again."

A group of younger brothers looked at each other, feeling that they were going to be hungry again at noon.

Jason touched his wallet bitterly.

Since Martin entered their kendo gym to instruct martial arts swordsmanship, although it is free teaching, the amount of food on the other party is really terrifying, and the amount of food for one person is as good as more than ten of them.

It's no longer enough to describe the other party with a rice bucket, this is a big rice bowl at all, or the kind of big rice bowl that is more picky, because Master Martin likes to eat meat very much, and he is simply happy without meat.

The other party only came for a little more than a week, so he spent more on food than the previous three months combined.

His heart and wallet were dripping blood.

As a senior brother of the gym, he has always paid for this meal.

The baby is bitter, but the baby just can't say it.

Alas!

In order to become a sword master as soon as possible, he must endure!

Just when the big guy was stunned, the pot of braised pork had been wiped out, the other pot of white fish meat was about to be wiped out, and the remaining bowl of eel slices was estimated to be wiped out.

Martin's attention was all about eating, and he didn't pay any attention to the horrified expressions of the people around him.

This iron piece trains the muscles and bones on the outside, and exercises a breath inside, and pays great attention to the growth of blood and qi, if you want to grow your blood and qi quickly, you naturally have to eat and drink more.

Now his meal has increased a bit, especially likes to eat high-energy meat, which consumes a lot.

Fortunately, he had a flash of inspiration before that, and he thought of Jason, a group of young swordsmen full of dreams.

Otherwise, I really can't find someone else to practice with me, and now let the other party make rice, which is simply great.

Killing two birds with one stone, and saving a lot of money.

With the drastic increase in the amount of food, he could clearly feel that his body's blood qi and iron defense were steadily improving.

The growth of blood qi is closely related to the iron mass, if he was barely able to count himself as a little fresh meat before, now he is developing horizontally, and he looks more like a muscular man, belonging to the Schwarzenegger level.

It didn't take long for the dozen or so people to be swept away by Martin, and he burped quite contentedly.

"Big guy eat, I also left a pot of fried greens and a pot of cold cucumbers for everyone." Martin touched his belly and began to greet the little brothers around him.

Just as everyone was about to enjoy the leftovers left by Big Martin, there was another commotion outside the door.

A group of shirtless youths with swords swaggered in.

These people are not good, they are all menacing, and they are armed with swords.

"Is the owner of the Chessboard Kendo Hall here?"

The first black young man held a pitch-black fast knife and shouted loudly at everyone in the kendo gym: "We, the Heishui Kendo Gym, want to kick the gym!" ”

Black Knife?

Martin squinted as he looked at the long black knife in his hand.