Every effort pays off, except for classroom learning and exercise when I was a teenager, there are almost only games left.

But the game, how can there be an experience panel to cool.

Every drop of sweat, every minute of time, can be seen to pay off.

This kind of thing is simply too addictive!

Tang Wen was originally an ordinary person with very weak willpower, who swiped Douyin every night, and couldn't even control his sleep time.

Now I can actually resist the temptation of Liu Niang, Peach Blossom, Cuilian and others.

Concentrate on practicing every day.

He had been told that he could resist temptation, and he didn't believe it himself.

Inside the dining room of the Royal Palace.

He poured a bowl of braised pork into the rice bowl, and after the spoon stirred, Xuan flew up.

Qian Dong frowned deeply: "How many days have you been hungry?" ”

Tang Wen didn't have time to reply to him: braised meat gravy mixed with corn, whoever eats it will be on top!

He was awakened from hunger this time.

[Body: 8.75→8.77; Fine: 9.4→9.49]

The physique rose by 0.02, which is better than nothing.

Mental increase by 0.09, which is tolerable too.

Just like ordinary people exercising at first glance, the first time they practice is always the most tiring, and then the body slowly adapts to it.

But Tang Wen would rather have this tolerance come more slowly.

So that the attribute can go up a few more times.

At the same time, I gained less experience this time than the first time.

[Visualization Martial Arts: Kaishan Cannon Fist, Mastery (3901/6000)]

There are probably more than two hundred.

"Seeing that you are hungry, uncle will bring this guy another pot of noodles and put more meat foam!"

Qian Dong shouted, and then sighed: "I don't know when this drought will pass, I feel like I'm back to when I was a child!" It's not a pleasure to eat meat. ”

The surrounding guards nodded in agreement.

The youngest of them is in their teens and the older in their twenties and thirties, but each of them has had a hard time.

……

On the east side of the camp, the first drainage vehicle was installed.

The first waterwheel scooped water from the lake and poured it into a pool dug in the back.

A second waterwheel scoops water from the pool and dumps it into the second pool...... And so on, in order to get water from the great lake.

The lake water flows along some dug lotus ponds and ploughed fields.

The largest of them is the lotus pond, which belongs to the silver wolf.

The silver wolf group will come here to drink water, and they will also drive their captive beasts and alien beasts to drink water together.

The fields irrigated by the lake should also be able to produce a lot of corn in the middle of summer.

But whether it is a Montenegrin camp, a scavenger, or a strange beast, it can pose a threat to the field and the people who work in it.

For the sake of food security, the camp has to constantly strengthen patrols and security in this area.

It is even ready to mobilize a group of people to build a fence here and enclose the land.

However, all this has nothing to do with Tang Wen, who practiced hard.

His outstanding performance in Wujia City was passed by the word of mouth of the guards in the camp.

Now everyone knows that the extra waterwheels and craftsmen outside the camp are almost all the credit of Tang Wen's leadership.

Colleagues have a very high acceptance of Tang Wen not working and hiding to practice.

Even, they think that's how it should be.

In a flash, another seven days passed.

Tang Wen once again experienced the feeling of "forgetting oneself".

……

The fifth type: the dragon out of the water, the submarine earthquake.

A punch was thrown, and it was obviously less than ten centimeters away from the black human pile.

Airplanes!

It was as if the fist spewed out an invisible gas, smashing the black human stump weighing thousands of catties into a shaking.

How does it feel?

Is the fifth form about to break through?

Tang Wen was overjoyed, he remembered not long ago, when he was competing in Wujia City.

The experience of Kaishan Cannon Boxing broke through 3,000 points, allowing me to directly comprehend the seventh form of Kaishan Cannon Boxing, the eight-armed divine fist.

Now, the experience is about to break through to 4,000 points, do you want to comprehend the fifth form?

"Hmm", mental exhaustion.

He snorted, reached out and pressed his temple, and struggled to the side of the bed he had laid in advance, his body limp, and he threw himself on the soft fur cushion, and fell into a deep sleep in an instant.

[Body: 8.77→8.78; Fine: 9.49→9.54]

[Visualization Martial Arts: Kaishan Cannon Fist, Mastery (3901→4119/6000)]

After completely draining his physical strength and spirit for the third time.

In the early hours of the morning, he woke up refreshed and saw that his base stats had risen.

Physical strength only increased by 0.01, and mental strength increased by only 0.05.

But it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that the current experience of Kaishan Cannon Boxing has broken through the 4,000 mark, and there should be a new sense of boxing, right?

This is a magical effect that only comes after the experience panel is upgraded.

He thought as he opened the brown paper he had brought, grabbed a few pieces of jerky and stuffed them into his mouth.

He picked up the metal kettle next to the wall and poured a cup of herbal tea into his stomach.

After eating and drinking, he got up from the simple wooden bed, came to the black metal human stake, and visualized the force!

Tang Wen's fist stopped three inches in front of the black metal human stake.

The strong wind brought by the fist hit the metal man pile.

While!

The sound of gold and iron rang out.

The metal stake fell to the ground.

Although knocking down a thousand-pound metal pile is also something.

But obviously, this is not the performance of "dragon out of the water, submarine earthquake" should be.

The subtlety and difficulty of this move are still above the seventh style "Eight-armed Divine Fist".

And the more difficult it is, the more powerful it should be.

Tang Wen realized it carefully, and there were indeed some feelings in his mind, but not much.

It's not enough for him to bring out the power of this boxing technique!

He was a little unwilling, and practiced hundreds of times in one breath "The dragon comes out of the water, the bottom of the sea is shaken", but he still can't follow the rules.

This move is so difficult that there may only be a few generals and queens in the camp.

However, the characteristics of contemplative martial arts determine that it cannot be taught by others.

After all, there is a mental force to be contemplated.

This thing can't be taught.

Bang!

A punch to fly the black man pile.

Tang Wen exhaled a breath of turbid air and stopped.

Thinking of the last time I broke through the seventh type of "Eight-Armed Divine Fist", in addition to the experience upgrade, there should also be the reason why I saw the Night Divine Fist - Night Battle in the Eight Directions.

It seems that it can't be accumulated, and it can't be forced.

However, as long as the experience points are piled up, this trick will be learned sooner or later.

It's nothing more than a matter of time.

The liver is finished!

Tang Wen had a good mind and continued to temper.

Day after day passed.

Temperatures are getting hotter.

On this day, I returned to the practice courtyard from the palace dining room for dinner.

He saw that there was still a scratch on the wooden door at the entrance of the hall.

That was the mark he left when he measured his height the last time he came here for retreat.

He stood up, leaning his back against the door, reaching for his hair and drawing it, lightly scratching the wooden door with his fingernails.

Well, it's three centimeters longer than last time.

Tang Wen frowned, there was still a long way to go from the target height.

It's not that he is obsessed with height, but that his Zhou beauty is too tall.

Not only Zhou Bing, but also the queen and Miss Zheng, the women he has seen who have achieved martial arts skills do not seem to be low in height.

My body is not yet sixteen, so I don't think it will grow long, right?

Surely not, right?

"Quack"

After practicing for several hours, there was a movement of blood crows at the door.

Tang Wen opened the door, and the blood crow jumped in from the door, jumped on his shoulder, and called out.

"You mean, Old Crow is looking for me?"

"Gah!" The Blood Raven nodded his little head humanely.

"Alright! Go now? ”

"Quack"

Tang Wen walked out of the underground quiet room, came to the courtyard hall, took a bath, and changed his clothes.

With his half-dried hair, he left the palace and walked towards the courtyard of the old crow in the inner city.

Looking at his back, several guards at the gate of the palace couldn't help but say, "Two months, right?" I mean, Tang Wen led the palace into retreat. ”

"Yes, but he seems to have been tempering all day!"

"Anyway, every time I pass by the patrol, I can hear the movement of martial arts training in his yard"

"Me too!"

"But how is that possible?"

There was a deep confusion in his tone.

As we all know, tempering must not be excessive, otherwise it will only have the opposite effect.

Long-term physical exhaustion will weaken, and the spirit will be exhausted.

Ordinary martial artists, even martial artists, take out four or five hours of tempering, which is enough.

More is not beneficial.

No one can answer their questions.

Tang Wen came to the front of the old crow's yard, and from a distance, he smelled a strong fishy smell!

It's some kind of beastly smell.

This smell, Don Wild Beast Killer Wen, has never smelled it before.

(End of chapter)