"Fuck it!"

I threw about fifty punches at the hard wall, and the Arabic numeral of "10,000" reluctantly dropped one number to "9,999". My fists were so swollen that I couldn't feel the pain, and I even suspected that all ten finger bones had been shattered, and the blood on them was dripping on the same hard rocky ground, making me feel extremely tired.

"If you continue like this, you will die of exhaustion before you can blow up the health of this wall. ”

I sneaked a glance at the empty underground hall and saw that the instructor was gone, and the rest of the people were desperately punching and kicking the walls.

In front of a strong man as strong as a polar bear, the health of the wall has dropped to eight thousand, and he has killed more than a thousand points, and his strength is terrifying.

Of course, he is not the strongest, the strongest one is a middle-aged yellow-skinned man of medium stature who does not look amazing, and the health of the wall in front of him has dropped to more than six thousand seven hundred. This middle-aged man's punch and kick have an indescribable ferocity, which makes people's scalp tingle when they look at it. Of these devilish guys, I'm probably the weakest one.

When I was in school, sports were always the best, running, high jump, long jump, basketball, football, there was no worse than people, fighting was my forte, and the nickname of the chief scoop of the underground group of the five junior high schools in the neighborhood was not called in vain.

I never imagined that one day I would find out how weak I was. In this horrible killing machine, I am like a weak lamb.

"If you can't go on like this, even if you survive today, you won't survive tomorrow, you will die here sooner or later, and you won't have a chance to avenge your parents at all. ”

I felt a little anxious and depressed in my heart, and my eyes suddenly lit up, and I saw those people who had just been killed and seriously injured. The bodies of the dead were not cleaned up at all, they were still lying on the ground, but they were gradually becoming cold, the blood stains on their bodies had dried up, and the seriously injured were just waiting to swallow a breath of zuihou, and no one thought of treating them.

I left the place I occupied, found a remote corner near someone whose neck had been broken by life, put my palms on the ground, and let the Golden Shroud slowly extend over the ground.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I actually noticed that this golden shroud has grown a little.

The Golden Shroud crawled close to the corpse, and countless tiny flesh buds sprouted, beginning to devour flesh. With every bit of flesh it devoured, I had already regained a point of physical strength that had fallen to the limit, and the physical wounds began to slowly recover.

My unconscious hands also suddenly ached, which was a sign that the injury was beginning to recover, and then I heard the crackling and slight crackling sound of my own hands regrouping, and the hands that had been broken so much that I could not see a good piece of flesh began to grow flesh again.

After about half an hour, all my strength had recovered, and the wounds on my body were almost intact, and the corpse became as if it had been dead for half a year, and people did not want to look at it any more. I quietly withdrew the Golden Shroud, which I was still a little reluctant to, and stood back in front of the wall that belonged to me.

This time it was more than haode, and I only used thirty punches to knock off the wall's health a little bit, and it became "9998".

It's still a terrible score, and at my pace, it's impossible to blow up the wall's health before noon, but at least it's an improvement.

My idea is simple: if you improve, you will be able to complete this kind of hard training sooner or later.

During the third "break", the yellow-skinned middle-aged man with medium stature and who didn't look amazing restrained his fists and feet, quietly walked to my side, and whispered, "You are the person Xu Fu said?"

Slightly surprised, I took the Golden Shroud back without a trace.

Before I could ask him how he knew about Xu Fu, the middle-aged man suddenly pressed his hand, and the hard concrete floor immediately cracked like cobwebs. I never imagined that I would meet the legendary "martial arts master" in the dark training camp. Just looking at his hand, it was enough to shock the world when it was placed outside, but this middle-aged man didn't care, just stared at me with sharp eyes.

The momentum of this middle-aged man had completely calmed the scene, so I could only nod my head blankly.

The middle-aged man whispered, "I'll teach you seven postures, and these seven postures are the most powerful ways to unleash the human body's potential that modern kinesiology has proven. If you do what I teach, as long as you work hard enough, you will be able to have lunch in a month!"

"For a month? Is it this kind of training every day? I'll starve to death before lunch!"

The middle-aged man gave me a deep look and didn't explain anything, just stood up and gestured a few times.

These poses are simple and can be memorized at a glance, but I don't believe that there is any mystery in these seven seemingly ordinary postures. After the middle-aged man made these gestures, he left without saying a word, so I didn't know what his purpose was.

I thought to myself, "Maybe Xu Fu asked this middle-aged man, so he came to help me? But what is the use of such a posture that seven ordinary to three-year-old children can understand? ”

I muttered a few words, and when I was almost regained my strength, I walked back to my wall. Although I don't believe that there is anything special about such a common seven postures, when I stand in front of this wall, I can't help but try these seven postures, left straight punch, right straight fist, left elbow smash, right elbow smash, forward kick, side kick, turn kick.

It didn't take long for me to discover that the seven attack stances were indeed much more effective than the jumble strikes, and as I gained proficiency, I was able to knock off a little health almost every ten attacks after a few hours.

I've always been very talented in fighting, and after getting familiar with these seven positions, I can turn these seven positions into a series of attacks without a teacher.

I'm getting excited about playing table tennis, and people have already completed this training program.

The first one was the middle-aged man who taught me seven poses, and the second to the fifth were a group of foreigners who looked more like beasts than humans, one of whom was a majestic black man. Anyway, with my poor anthropological knowledge, I can't tell the difference between Americans, Englishmen, French, Russians, or Italians, and for me all white people are the same, and all blacks are the same. So it doesn't make any sense to me who ranks what. What makes more sense to me is just that lunch later.

Unfortunately, when the health of the wall in front of me finally dropped below 9,000, the instructor's voice shouted to open the meal.