Self-discipline is the best medicine in life.

From not being able to run three kilometers, to now struggling to break into eighteen minutes.

From a punch of 53 kilograms, to now it can hit more than 70 kilograms.

Day 9.

Chen Jing cultivated the Mingtang God and officially entered the realm of the first layer of the interior scene in the real world.

I don't feel it deeply in the "game", but in reality, it's like being reborn.

It didn't bring any changes in stats.

But a breath of true qi is there, nourishing the five internal organs, so that he has the ability to recover faster.

I used to have a 20-minute break to finish 5 kilometers, but now it takes less than 10 minutes.

When the strength training is done, do the technique training, and the hands and feet will no longer tremble.

Chen Jing urged the coach to increase the amount of training for himself.

The amount of training can be increased casually.

Various instruments monitored, and the body data is normal.

It's an exceptionally fast recovery.

The coaches were puzzled, and there was nothing unusual about the routine blood and cell sampling for examination.

It's a normal person.

How......

How much has it changed from the other day?

was prevaricated by Chen Jing with the reason that "maybe he was originally talented, but he had never exercised before and didn't discover this".

After integrating data from multiple parties, a new training method was developed for Chen Jing.

The intensity is three times as strong as before, which is almost as much as the training volume of a professional athlete.

The progress is certainly huge.

He's already starting to learn how to punch and kick.

There are many genres of martial arts.

Speaking of boxing alone, there are Muay Thai, Baji, Xingyi and so on......

The essence is to crush the enemy with your own body.

At the end of the day, it's just a difference in fighting ideas, and the way of punching is much the same.

It's nothing more than straight punches, hook punches, hook punches, etc......

Chen Jing needs to learn each posture and practice the corresponding power generation method.

Day 24.

At the end of the day's training, Chen Jing ran home from the club, took a shower and read the posts, and after nothing new, he read the basic texts of cultivation for a while.

Wait until ten o'clock, burn incense and practice.

True air turnover, running on Sundays.

The chest and abdomen suddenly warmed, and the second breath of true qi was born.

The ground is gathered by water, and it is a large warehouse for the human body.

The second inner god "Taicang" is cultivated.

Chen Jing opened his eyes and was overjoyed.

He had fallen in love with the feeling of his body slowly progressing and getting stronger.

The only problem is......

Can one's cultivation in the real world be brought into another world?

He got up and put on his glasses.

Log in to the game.

The female voice prompts: "Welcome back." ”

Chen Jing clenched his fists and spoke: "Open the attribute panel." ”

The light curtain pops up.

He immediately looked at it, and in the column of Xiuwei, Hehe wrote: "Xiuwei: the second floor of the interior scene." ”

And it worked!

In this way, you can appear in this world as little as possible and stay away from danger......

He was thinking, ready to quit the game.

There was a ping-pong noise outside the house, not only that, but the sound of "dong dong" came and went, and someone was smashing the wall.

"What's going on out there?" Chen Jing asked.

Only the noise outside.

The female voice did not answer.

Do you want to settle it yourself?

"Let me see what's going on outside the house?" Chen Jing asked again.

Still no response.

Chen Jing pouted, it seemed that Huang Liangjing's help to himself was not the kind of feeding rice to his mouth.

He attached his ear to the wall and listened carefully.

There are voices.

There are no wild beasts, or indistinguishable roars.

The sound of speech was buzzing, and the sound of footsteps was numerous and varied.

There are quite a few people.

It seems that it is their own cabin that arouses their curiosity?

I don't think there is a host, so I want to find out.

Chen Jing was expressionless and stood up straight.

So what does this have to do with me, I love to block the door and block the door, anyway, I can't go out for a while.

He admitted that he was Ye Gong Haolong.

In the past, when playing games, whether it was Fallout or the subway, the wasteland would always give him a sense of hysterical romance.

And really face the wasteland.

Forget it......

Don't dirty yourself.

He's about to quit the game.

Outside the wooden house.

A man pulled his throat and shouted, "Is there anyone in the house?" I was sent by the Lord of the City of Vain Death! ”

"Our city lord asked me to bring you a message."

"He'd love to get to know you."

The person next to him glanced at him casually: "Save some effort, we have tried this method, but it didn't work." ”

"There's no one in this room."

The man did not give up, shouted a few more times, and when he saw that the door was not moving, he lowered his voice and gradually gave up.

In the room, Chen Jing was stunned.

Dead City? It sounds like an unlucky name.

He frowned in thought.

According to the news from the first copy, most of the camp camps are dominated by monks.

The lord of the city there is interested in himself?

Moreover, the scale has developed into a "city", which means that the monk should not be a wine bag and rice bag.

Would you like to meet?

I always have to say hello to this world, "Who is the Heavenly Mother, and who is the Heavenly Venerable?" These questions are difficult to figure out in the Huangliang Realm, he checked, and there are no books on world history, geographical environment, and Tianzun mythology in the library of the Huangliang Realm.

And he was also a little curious about why the world had become like this.

Being able to get in touch with a suspected talented city lord is a very good start.

Let's meet then.

He thought about it for a while, mentally prepared the next moves, and then rehearsed and demonstrated a few more times.

Crunch –

Push the door open.

In the wasteland, those scavengers who had not yet given up completely, or felt that it would be too wasteful to go back like this, were attracted by this light sound, and they all turned their eyes to it.

It seems like...... Is the cabin open?

The closest person reacted, used their hands and feet, and crawled towards it.

He was in ecstasy.

The wooden house has not been breached for a long time, and there must be something good in it.

Maybe it's the magic weapon of the Prosperity Era, and when the time comes, if you give it to the city lord, you won't be able to eat it for a lifetime......

He hadn't even had time to correct his fantasies into lumps of meat.

Smack-

One foot kicked out of the door, right in the middle of the door.

His calves tensed, and he kicked hard, and he rolled over.

The group of people who followed behind couldn't stop the car, stepped on him, and still rushed in.

Another mouthful of green bottles smashed out.

It falls on the second person and is embedded between the ribs.

This one, one bottle.

The momentum of thunder seriously injured two people.

Let those who follow realize something, scramble, and grab everything in front of them. Suddenly stopped his forward pace and rolled into a ball of embarrassment.

Monk!

In this cabin, there is a monk!

Wild monks.

But it's clear that two weeks have passed, and there is no reaction in the house at all, but it came out today.

They looked at the man standing in the doorway with trepidation.

The young man in the spring shirt, the white jade is the face, and the ink stone is the eye.

The expression is calm, the eyes are cold, not angry but mighty.

The two wounded men lay on the ground and wailed, and their voices were terrible, adding a little horror to their hearts.

"Which of you said just now that your city lord wanted to meet with me?" Chen Jing glanced around at them and relaxed a lot.

Seeing that they were unabashed, with worried and fearful expressions on their faces, they were all mortals.

I'm not a great character either.

But the identity of "monk" is enough to scare these people.

in the crowd.

One of them raised his hand tremblingly, and his face was pale: "Yes...... It's me. ”

His face was full of fear that Chen Jing would swallow him in one bite.