Chapter 2 This Exercise, Don't Practice It

After an hour of practice, everyone was exhausted and sore.

Deacon Fang clapped his hands and stopped everyone: "Okay, you can stop, every day in the future, it is everyone's time to practice martial arts, everyone is busy with the work at hand, remember to gather here on time." ”

"Disband."

After Deacon Fang turned to leave, many people sat down on the ground, crying bitterly.

"I'm so tired, I've been busy all day, my waist can't straighten up, I don't even have time to rest, I run to practice martial arts as soon as I get off work, so it can't be effective at all."

"That's right, my body can't bear it at all."

"I thought I'd set aside an hour or two during the day for us to cultivate."

"I am busy with all kinds of chores every day, I can't be idle for a moment, and I don't even have enough time to rest, how can I have the time and energy to practice martial arts!"

At this time, someone on the side snorted coldly: "Do you think Xuanyuemen is a nursing home?" For us to eat and drink, to pass on our exercises, do you still want to not have to work? ”

"Practicing martial arts is not for others to practice, but for yourself to have a better future, if you are afraid of hardship and tiredness, then don't practice martial arts, obediently be a handyman for a lifetime, and don't talk about frustration here."

It was a short-haired teenager with a thin body and two scars on his face.

This person's name is Luo Tianle, and in the first few days of entry, he fought with several miscellaneous servants who entered the same period, and he was a thorn in the head.

was reprimanded by him, and the faces of the people who complained before turned blue and white for a while, and they choked a few words, but there was no direct conflict.

Xu Anping ignored their disputes, silently returned to the Third Miscellaneous Courtyard, washed and lay down on the Chase bunk, and soon fell asleep.

In the following time, everyone worked during the day, gritted their teeth in the evening, dragged their tired bodies to cultivate brute strength, and lived an extremely fulfilling life.

It's just that although Brute Niu Jin is a basic body forging technique, it is not very profound, but it is not so easy to practice the effect.

According to Deacon Fang, the essence of martial arts training is to refine and refine qi, extract essence qi from the food eaten, and transform it into qi and blood, which is used to strengthen the physical body.

So, it's important to eat.

It is necessary to eat well, but also to eat well.

If you can ensure that the meals are big fish and meat, or if you use medicinal food to supplement, your cultivation efficiency may be increased several times.

But Xu Anping is just a humble handyman, not to mention these top ingredients, even if it is ordinary captive pork, there is rarely a chance to eat it.

Under such circumstances, it is even more difficult for everyone's cultivation to enter the realm.

week.

Half a month.

One month.

None of them have a clear entrance, at most they are only familiar with the moves, and they can barely be regarded as beginners, even if someone feels that their strength has faintly improved, it is not very obvious.

After a long period of practice, coupled with physical and mental exhaustion, some people have the intention of retreating.

"At this pace, even if you practice for another two or three years, you may not be able to have much effect."

"Even if it works, what? It's just that the strength is greater, but the body has long been exhausted at that time. ”

"I've inquired, among the previous miscellaneous servants, only half of them were able to successfully promote to official disciples, and the rest of the more than ninety percent of them practiced in vain."

"Such a low promotion rate? So why are we working so hard? I don't think I'm going to be one of those half percent. ”

"This exercise, don't practice it!"

"Being a handyman for a lifetime, without worrying about food and clothing, I am satisfied, it is better than practicing martial arts and getting sick."

Some people seemed to convince themselves in this way, and seeing that Deacon Fang no longer supervised, he simply gave up his martial arts training, and returned to the miscellaneous courtyard to rest comfortably after work.

But more people still did not give up, vowing to change their fate through martial arts.

On a small martial arts field.

From the beginning of more than 50 people practicing martial arts, now there are only more than 40 figures left, and Deacon Fang has long stopped guiding them.

Xu Anping stretched his body meticulously.

Sweat flowed down his cheeks and on his chin, gathering into a large drop of crystal sweat that dripped to the ground and exploded in an instant, forming large particles of fine water.

At this moment, a mechanized cold prompt suddenly sounded in his mind:

"Ding! Earn 1 potential point! ”

Xu Anping was shocked, and then pretended to be calm and continued to practice the complete set of brute strength, and then walked to the side and sat on the ground.

looked at the other people on the martial arts arena, but his consciousness was immersed in his mind, and he saw that the exercise column in the personal panel had indeed changed.

Brute Bull (Entry), followed by a clearly highlighted plus sign.

Xu Anping said silently in his heart:

"Awesome, add a little bit!"

Suddenly, the potential value in the personal panel was directly cleared, and the exercise column also quietly changed.

At the same time, a stream of heat surged into his body out of thin air, merging into his limbs in the blink of an eye.

In his mind, there was also a sense of enlightenment in his heart, which gave him a deeper understanding and perception of the practice of brute bull strength.

"The strength has increased a lot."

Xu Anping subconsciously clenched his fists, feeling the surge of power in his body, and his heart was full of amazement.

In the past, he was hungry and full, and his physique was relatively poor, and he only recovered a little in the two months since he entered the Xuanyue Gate, but his strength was still slightly inferior to that of most of his peers.

And now, the moment he clenched his fist, he could clearly feel a force from deep within his body.

Although it will not change drastically, at least he is no longer weak, and even much stronger than other miscellaneous servants of the same age.

He quickly opened his personal panel and looked at it.

[Host: Xu Anping]

[Age: 14 years old]

[Cultivation: Mortal Realm]

[Exercise: Brute Bull Jin (One Heavy)]

[Potential Points: 0]

There are three brute bulls.

Just like the three sections of the road, the entry means that you have entered the first section of the road, and the first stage of the road means that the first section of the road has been completed, that is, the first stage of perfection.

Xu Anping, like everyone else, has reached the entry level after the first half a month or so of practice, and has not made much progress since then.

And now, after spending one potential point, the first level of perfection has been reached in an instant, and the changes in the body and the perception of experience are all perfectly integrated.

It was as if all this was the result of years of penance on his own, and there were no hidden dangers at all.

"In the two months since I entered the Xuanyue Gate, most of the nutrients I have eaten have been used to condition my body, and until today, I finally began to have excess nutrients to refine my potential."

"With the first potential point, I believe that there will soon be a second, third, or even countless others."

"It's not just brute strength, there are many other exercises, and there will be no difficulty in front of me."

"Martial arts is destined to be my best way out."

Xu Anping's heart was extremely excited.

At this moment, a figure walked up to him and sat down, and said casually:

"Why are you tired so quickly today?"

Xu Anping raised his eyebrows, and replied without looking back: "Yes, rest for a while." ”