Wang Xing learned to push the mountain palm, and soon the head of the family knew about it.

Li Fei didn't accept Wang as an apprentice, and he didn't seem to think he could bear it. But for the two silver taels given by the head of the family, Li Fei accepted all the orders.

For the next fifteen days of ten and a half days, Wang Xing was receiving Li Fei's guidance.

For two hours in the morning and afternoon, he first learned the posture of pushing the mountain palm, and then began to learn the palm of the mountain pushing.

It is said to be a palm technique, that is, several means of attack.

The palm technique of pushing the mountain palm is not ingenious, but it is better to say that it has no practical value for ordinary people.

Wang Xing simply hit out, and found that it was just a pure push palm, which looked like a pusher for friends to play with, and there was no move like stealing peaches that had a lethal deterrent effect.

But Wang Xing has seen martial artist Li Fei practice his moves many times, and it is this kind of playful posture, with a powerful body at the level of kone, what bursts out is an incomparable power, and the suppressive force that rushes in his face.

Wang Xing didn't practice a trace of explosiveness that represented the entry of KONE, and his playing style was useless for the time being, so most of the time every day, he was guided by Li Fei to push the mountain palm's practice posture.

You can't practice the posture directly, but you need to eat a lot of meat before entering the state.

Wang Xing's daily instructions were broken down into six meals. He ate the meat eaten by three people at each meal, and then twisted his body into different parts according to the exercises, feeling the heat stimulated by several special parts.

As the head of the family threw money at it, Li Fei prepared a black paste refined by a special secret method for Wang Xing.

On the third day of practice, Wang Xing ate a little black cream with black and sour hair every day, practiced for half a decade, and in the afternoon, after doing the last set of movements, he suddenly felt a trace of heat remaining in his body.

The ethereal heat is faint, as if it will disappear at any moment.

After practicing for a few more days, Wang Xing confirmed that a trace of heat in his right arm was completely stable. As he used the style of pushing the mountain palm, the heat also swelled and the muscles exploded with great force!

Wang Xing slapped the stake normally, the sound was very loud, and the palm of his hand was very painful.

But sometimes the coincidence stimulates a trace of heat, and suddenly out of the palm, Wang Xing feels as if his right hand is wrapped in leather, the anti-shock force is absorbed, and the strength is also surged, and the wooden stake in front of him seems to be vigorously knocked by several people, and the part buried in the tamped ground is a little loose.

It was already the fifteenth day when Wang Xing practiced the results, and at this time, Li Fei no longer instructed him carefully, but just let Wang Xing practice hard.

Another two days passed, and Wang Xing finished practicing today's posture, and took the towel soaked in ice water handed over by the maid to wipe his face.

Suddenly, a square-faced man strode into the courtyard of Wang Xing.

"Second son."

"Sixth Uncle." Wang Xing bowed, and the square-faced man in front of him waved his hand and said: "During this period of time, the second son's efforts have been seen by the head of the family, this is what the head of the family has asked you for, practice hard." ”

Wang Xing took the small box that the square-faced man took out of his arms, opened the lid, and lay in it a black ointment the size of a walnut, three times more than the ointment Li Fei gave him.

The familiar taste surprised Wang Xing a little.

"It's ......"

"Well, it's what you want, something that can speed up your cultivation and cultivate the realm. Before Li Fei came to the family, the family also had other old martial artists who were good friends, and your third uncle's son studied under him, which was obtained at a great price. ”

"Thank you Dad for me." Wang Xing hurriedly bowed his hand, "No, I'll go in person." ”

"No, he's busy." The sixth uncle waved his hand, "You cultivate hard these days, and in a few days you will have time." ”

Before the sixth uncle was about to leave, he suddenly said, "That's right." ”

"You say." Wang Xing bowed slightly.

"This piece of ointment, put into the most valuable shop for a few years, if you kid dare to give up halfway!" The sixth uncle saw Wang Xing's firm eyes and encouraged: "Since you have done it, stick to it, don't let your father's hard work go to waste." ”

"Yes!"

Wang Xing sent the sixth uncle away, looked at the box with precious medicine in the palm of his hand, and thought of his parents in his previous life, they were also very good to themselves and wanted to do something for them, but the result was ...... Slightly silent, Wang Xing clenched the box tightly.

"Strength, I'll get it."

Because today's body has reached its limit, Wang Xing did not recklessly cultivate, and rested honestly.

The next day, when the first practice in the morning began, he dug out a small piece of ointment and ate it.

These ointments are the essence of the flesh and bones of the beast, boiled for 7749 days, and a large amount of tonic made by the herbs of the previous year is added in the middle. Ordinary people are nauseous and sick to their stomachs after eating, and their whole body is full of bloating pain.

However, with the practice of different KONE martial arts, the ointment can perfectly replace the meat essence eaten every day.

It is better to say that meat is the last resort substitute after there is no ointment.

After practicing for several days in a row, Wang Xing used ointment instead of a large amount of meat, and the effect was incredible.

Now in Wang Xing's body, the body and limbs have been trained to produce six silk threads that can burst out with strength. There are two bodies and one for each of the limbs.

Wang Xing exploded with the method of pushing the mountain palm, his body and limbs suddenly thickened, and the wooden stake buried half a meter underground was directly knocked over the ground and flew out of the ground for several meters, and the stone lantern shook on the side of the collision.

Squatting down to inspect, the hemp rope wrapped around the stake was broken in many places, and the thick body of the stake with a thick human head also appeared cobweb-like thick cracks.

"If this were an ordinary person, the sternum would collapse and die with one palm."

Wang Xing stood up, very satisfied with his progress.

But he also had concerns in his heart.

Because according to what Li Fei said, normal people start to cultivate, and they eat meat suddenly, and they may not move for a few months. Only when the body is naturally suitable for KONE practice, combined with ointment, can a force be born under a month of hard training.

And this trace of power that can explode is not permanent.

The explosion of the human body does not appear out of thin air, and the meat that is usually eaten is the source of nourishing the body and this shred of strength. Without a large amount of meat essence supplement, this trace of strength will gradually weaken and disappear.

"But I practiced too fast, and I took the ointment so quickly and it got results."

Wang Xing is worried about his own talent. Practicing so fast, it must be a physical abnormality caused by waking up after being beaten to death.

Although his talent is high, there are powerful martial artists who will take a fancy to him and want to take him as an apprentice. But the thieves who intercepted him knew his talent and found that the person whose head was smashed was still alive, and he would not give up.

"My family was anxious to let me come to the city, but I met a bandit who was specifically running for me to kill, this must be the enemy of the family. I was noticed before I died, if this anomaly was discovered......"

Wang Xing held the box containing the black ointment in his hand.

Originally, the ointment was given to ordinary people to cultivate, and a little bit was dug out every month so that the body could fully absorb it, but as a result, he replaced it with this for every meal for a few days, ate the amount of others for three or two years, and also practiced a few silk threads of explosive strength.

Now there is no ointment left, and the box is cleaned with water and drunk.

Looking at the moonlight reflected by the copper sheet at the bottom of the empty box, Wang Xing felt a strong sense of unease and urgency in his heart.

He was worried about whether he would survive if the enemy knew about his talent and continued to assassinate.

"Unconsciously, I woke up and survived in this world for a month."

Wang Xing was helpless, sighed, and pushed open the door of the bedroom.

Suddenly, a strong wind came in front of you.

The smell of rot and blood rushed into his nostrils.

[If you don't make a selection on a regular basis, the door to the world of living corpses will be forced to open.] 】

It was as if someone was talking in my ears.

And Wang Xing's side is no longer a bedroom.

Desolate and bleak streets, filled with metal frames of cars that burned and exploded after colliding with each other, leaving only the frames.

None of the shops on both sides of the street had their doors intact, the windows were intact, and the sidewalks were covered in dried and blackened blood, and in some places there were even rotting stumps and severed arms.

It was obviously noon, and the sun was rising, but Wang Xing felt an inexplicable chill.

Abruptly returned to modern society, he was very uncomfortable.

"Did I cross over again?"

Wang Xing's heart sank. Although he has become famous, there are still family members who invested in him who did not repay the favor, and he has entered a new strange world.

I don't know why it's coming and who the voice is.

Wang Xing forcibly suppressed the uneasiness, and his strongest thought was that he didn't want to die, and he didn't want his strength to disappear.

"To eat, you have to find food first!"

Although Wang Xing does not know the words of the surrounding shops, many patterns and miscellaneous items thrown everywhere inside still make Wang Xing feel intimate, this is a modern world with technology.

Rummaging through the nearest shops one by one, Wang Xing changed into a white costume, wearing an army-green camouflage uniform, thick-soled boots, and a large backpack containing simple tools such as a sapper shovel and a compass.

All the way from the search store, in addition to clothing and daily necessities, I finally found a place related to food.

Walking into a shop with an anthropomorphic hot dog and a sign that lifts the crust, a large mass of congealed blood on the white floor is uncomfortable. Tables and chairs that were not fixed overturned, and plates and leftovers were scattered everywhere.

But around the rotten and smelly food, there are no flies or any other bugs?

Thinking casually, Wang Xing entered the back kitchen. The food on the cutting boards and shelves was rotting, and the large upright refrigerator and freezer were opened, and the food inside was gone.

After turning over for a long time, there was nothing to eat, and Wang Xing was speechless.

"It's too clean, too."

I had no choice but to go to the next store to look for it. After looking for half a street in a row, Wang Xing finally recognized the reality.

"Could it be that the dynasties attacked each other, and the place was slaughtered and then searched for food?"

Wang Xing really couldn't think of a reason. Just when he was depressed but had to move on, he suddenly found that a department store-like building, with a large number of billboards advertising drinks at the door, piled up into a pyramid, had never been moved!

Walking briskly closer, passing through a large number of drinks, entering the store, a department store of about 500 square meters, clean and desperately clean.

There are no other products on the shelves except for the same drink at the door.

One look at it shows that there must be something wrong with the drink.

But the food on the street was all looted, and even if there were any leftover rations in other stores, it was definitely not enough for him to eat six meals a day, and a few people at a meal.

"The shelf life of the jar is not too short."

Wang Xing picked up a can, opened the tab and drank it.

Sooner or later, you have to eat and drink, just try it while you are healthy now, and give up if you have diarrhea or something. But if you succeed, you can get a large number of rations.

As soon as you take a bite, the refreshing smell of sticky juice rushes into your mouth. The drink is very strong, like passion fruit mixed with many jelly grains, the taste is fragrant, and you can chew it.

At the same time, something even more unexpected appeared for Wang Xing.

A translucent box pops up in front of you, and a drawing of a humanoid silhouette appears on the interface.

A hint of red emerges on the soles of the feet of the silhouette, and a hint pops up with attention.

Wang Xingnian said: "The degree of infection, one percent? What do you mean? ”