On the fourth day, after practicing in the morning, Tang Wen went home first.

Four days of sweating like rain, eating jerky and drinking water is really not a good experience.

He took a bath at home and slept soundly.

Carrying the birdcage and the blood crow, he came to the dining room of the palace.

It was a place to cook for the Janissaries and the Queen.

"Damn! How can you be everywhere. "No need to ask, it's Qian Dong who speaks.

"Come to dinner."

"In the future, why don't you find someone to send some to the yard for you every day?" Qian Dong said angrily.

"Good brother, that's it."

Qian Dong: ...... I'm more than a decade older than you!

Got the problem of eating.

Tang Wen returned to the courtyard and carried the fifth and final iron man stake into the underground secret room.

Bang bang bang.

After a round of outbursts, the experience of cannon punches remained unchanged.

He did another round with his legs.

Experience still hasn't increased.

Mastery (3000/3000)

Tang Wen's mood was still as calm as water, and he had a premonition in his heart.

Continue to break out as before.

Sweat hits the ground.

There were large wet footprints in the chamber.

Half a day passed, and Tang Wen walked out of the underground secret room.

The experience of opening the mountain cannon has not increased in the slightest.

Mastery (3000/3000)

His face was very calm, not that he didn't continue refining, but that the last iron man was broken.

After eating at noon, he found Qian Dong.

"What's wrong? Didn't bring you food? Qian Dong frowned.

"No, the ironman pile is broken."

Qian Dong's brows stretched out, and he waved his hand: "Hey! What should I do? There are so many in the yard, you can just change another one. ”

Tang Wen didn't speak, just looked at him.

"Huh? What do you mean? Isn't there a spare in your yard", when he said this, he suddenly raised his head, as if he reacted, and his voice suddenly rose: "Won't it? No way! Five, I remember five in a yard! Are they all broken? ”

He looked at Tang Wen's eyes, as if he was looking at a pervert.

The guards looked at each other, five, what five? What did Commander Tang Wen do?

Tang Wen touched his nose embarrassedly, feeling that he had misunderstood something: "That iron man pile, isn't it replaced every Monday?" I thought you forgot, come here to remind you. ”

"Once a week?"

Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, Qian Dong almost jumped up: "Half a year, half a year!" The iron man pile is changed every six months! Break at most two, three, two or three at a time! ”

Tang Wen nodded: "Understood, let's do something special!" Give me a change that can withstand the fight. ”

Qian Dong grabbed him and looked outside, muttering: "No, I have to see with my own eyes, you kid had better not sell the iron man pile upside down!" ”

When he saw the neat five iron ball piles in the yard, he was stunned for a long time before squeezing out three words from between his teeth: "It's not a person!" ”

Who can break a stout iron man pile in one day?

He can't break it even if he practices for a month.

"That's not right! What weapon must you use, mace? About-sledge? Or what? ”

Tang Wen was helpless: "I just have a lot of strength." ”

Qian Dong scoffed, went down the stairs and entered the underground secret room, where he had an unobstructed view, not to mention heavy weapons such as sledgehammers, even half a wooden stick.

"Perverted! Not people! Qian Dong scolded and left.

Before leaving, he didn't say a word to Tang Wen.

The latter shrugged his shoulders and watched as the guards carried the Ironman Ball away and went straight back to the house to sleep and recuperate.

When I woke up, there was a black metal dummy in the yard.

After Tang Wen solved the physiological problem, he stepped forward and dragged it down, preparing to enter the underground secret room.

As soon as I got started, I didn't drag.

Well?

It's a little heavy.

It took three points of force to lift it down.

Can you just give one?

Tang Wen's fist exploded and tentatively punched the dummy's face.

Bang!

Not even a single mark was left.

Tang Wen was delighted: Durable, this is a durable!

The sound of the blow sounded rhythmically.

A day, two days passed.

Until the blood ravens are about to learn to fly.

Finally, on the morning of the third day of the black dummy.

Rumble!

The fist brought up a strong wind, and the air vibrate.

The dummy doesn't know how many times it hit the wall.

The experience panel flashed slightly.

The cannon fist broke through.

Unlike before, this time, he didn't use any bells and whistles, and his "liver" was broken.

After the last panel upgrade, he had this hunch that the bottleneck no longer existed.

[Visualization Martial Arts: Opening the Mountain Cannon Fist, Mastering → Mastery (0/3000)]

In an instant, Tang Wen had countless more pictures in his mind.

After a moment's pause, he pulled the dummy back to the middle of the chamber.

Visualize, sketch the picture, and be energetic.

He quickly lifted his knee, Teng!

The thousand-pound black dummy was like a puppet sitting on an explosive pressure tank, collapsing straight up, its head slamming into the ceiling and bouncing back.

Tang Wen's eyes were surprised and happy, and he raised his elbow again, snapped, hit the black dummy's chest, and knocked it out.

"The martial arts realm has also broken through?"

What a surprise.

He could already infuse the visual power of the Kaishan Cannon Fist into his knees and elbows.

Personal combat power soared again.

You know, just now, a minute ago, he could only use his hands, feet, and weapons to exert his strength.

According to the evaluation criteria of the martial artist.

At this time, Tang Wen took a big step in the direction of a first-class martial artist!

Look at the mottled marks on the walls of the secret room.

He sighed: "It's good to have a reward for hard work, and I can have my current strength, all thanks to the experience panel!" ”

After the experience panel is upgraded.

He doesn't need to figure out how to break through the skill bottleneck on his own.

As long as the liver goes down!

There will be a reward.

How about Kaishan Cannon Fist?

It's hard enough to visualize martial arts!

However, after four days of practice, it was a matter of course to break through the bottleneck.

There is no need for perception at all.

It's nothing more than that the card has been a little longer.

But compared to being unable to break through in a lifetime, what is it to break through for four days?

Well.

Tang Wen thought about it seriously - he can only be regarded as a genius!

In the secret room, there was silence for a while.

Then, Tang Wen's fists, feet, elbows, and knees came out together, and he continued to abuse the black dummy.

The cannon fist has just broken through and needs to be consolidated.

When the tempering was over, he was teasing the blood crows in the courtyard in the evening.

Qian Dong suddenly came to tell him: "What kind of crow is looking for you, do you want to go?" ”

Breakthrough with cannon fist, no need to do penance for the time being.

Tang Wen said: "Okay, I may not be here recently, the black dummy is kept for me, that thing is very durable." ”

"Okay, okay, let's go! It's annoying to be around you guy. Qian Dong pouted.

Tang Wen pointed at him and left with the birdcage.

"General, are you there too?"

Entering the gate of the old crow's courtyard, General Zhao is also here.

"Well, I've tested these four and a half potions, no problem, you can just use it." After General Zhao finished speaking, he encouraged Tang Wen a few words, and then led people away.

When he walked away, the old crow snorted and said, "Don't believe me, what medicine do you want me to practice?" ”

"There's always a process of trust." Seeing that the old man looked unhappy, Tang Wen diverted the topic: "What do you think of me, a blood crow?" ”

These days, in addition to practicing boxing.

In his rest and free time, he has been training Blood Ravens.

He flicked his shoulders slightly, and the blood crow flapped its wings and slid down on the stone table, tilting its head to stare at the old crow.

The old crow also fell into a memory, how much time did it take him to put the blood crow on his shoulder?

Three months or five months?

"It's just so-so." He pouted.

"It doesn't look like you're as good as you were back then."

Tang Wen asked him again if he could take the Blood Crow outside for training.

The old crow was even more angry: "It's a strange beast, not a little bird in your crotch, it should be born in the wild!" ”

Tang Wen looked up speechlessly.

There was a black bird flying in the air, about twenty centimeters long.

"Old man! See. ”

"Look at what? Cuckoos have never been seen. ”

Pointing to the sky, Tang Wen smiled shyly: "Briefly introduce, my birds..."

The words came to an abrupt end, and he turned to go out the door.

The old crow was stunned for a long time before he reacted: "Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible!" This kid is blowing nonsense! ”