335.

Yang Chen's expression was stunned, this is growing strength again?

If you grow another 15 pounds, you will become a martial artist!

I'm going back to fight today, anyway, there is that stone pool that can restore my body at any time.

Well!

After that, I practiced at home at night and slept in the classroom during the day!

Yang Chen rushed out of the school gate in a hurry, took a taxi, and returned home after more than 20 minutes. Without stopping, he entered Fangcun Mountain, rushed into the stone chamber, and began to strike iron.

On this day and night, Yang Chen shuttled between the iron-striking room and the stone pool in the valley. After every 1,000 hammers, I went to the stone pool to soak for a quarter of an hour, and then came back to continue playing.

After going back and forth eight times, Yang Chen finally didn't need the tadpole man to control himself, he was able to finish a thousand hammers completely and without the slightest deviation, and he was still able to stand and walk, and he still retained about one percent of the strength in his body.

"I wonder what my strength will be now?"

With a thought, Yang Chen came out of Fangcun Mountain and walked towards the practice room. It was when Yang Chen was six years old, and his parents vacated a room in which he prepared all kinds of martial arts training equipment.

This room is very large, five meters wide and eleven meters long, and it is Yang Chen's parents who have broken through the walls of the two rooms and merged them together.

There are mirrors on all four walls, and treadmills, barbells, dumbbells, agility testers, speed testers, and much more are placed on the floor.

Yang Chen touched the force tester, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

He hasn't practiced for a year, he started practicing martial arts at the age of six, and now he is fifteen years old, and he has been practicing for nine years. Last year, he gave up practicing martial arts and concentrated on studying cultural classes, and he had a ruthless spirit in his bones and wanted to be admitted to a prestigious school, so his cultural class was the top student in the whole school year, the first place.

Now I can practice martial arts again!

The gloom in his eyes disappeared little by little, and gradually showed firmness, and his eyes were starry-sparkled.

Standing in front of the force tester, he took a deep breath and punched out.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and the numbers on the dynamometer screen flipped rapidly.

358.

"Hah!"

Yang Chen jumped up on the spot and swung his fist fiercely in the air.

Martial arts on the fourth floor.

In just two days, he jumped from the second floor of the martial apprentice to the fourth layer of the martial apprentice.

"I'm alive!"

Tears flowed from Yang Chen's eyes, and last year he was determined to give up martial arts practice and concentrate on cultural classes. Although he relied on his ruthlessness, he became the first in the cultural class of the whole school year. But there was not the slightest joy in his heart, and every time he dreamed, it was an unwilling dream, and his whole heart was as if he was dead.

"I'm alive!"

Yang Chen suddenly raised his head and roared with all his might.

Some of the classmates are concerned, some are indifferent, some are mocking, the distress in the eyes of their parents, mixed with regret, lonely gaze, grandfather's serious and emotionless gaze, uncle, aunt, cousin......

Faces flowed like marquees in front of his eyes, and finally fixed on a young and feminine face.

The eldest son of the Zheng family, Zheng Tong's face.

"He should already be a martial artist, right? The family's resources are tilted towards him, he is the pride of the Zheng family and the expectation of the future! He is the old enemy of the Yang family, the black hand that subverts the Yang family!

And me?"

Yang Chen lowered his head, slowly raised his hands, and then slowly clenched! Then sat on the chair and resolutely entered the Fangcun Mountain.

After soaking in the stone pool for a quarter of an hour, Yang Chen returned to the stone room again. Glancing at the tadpole text on the wall, the tadpole text began to flow. Retracting his gaze, he picked up the hundred-pound hammer, came to the wall and put it down, stood in front of the penultimate hammer, held the hammer handle with one hand, and lifted the hammer with all his strength.

"Two hundred pounds! It looks like each hammer weighs a hundred pounds!"

Now Yang Chen's martial arts are on the fourth floor, with a strength of 358 catties, and it is not difficult to lift a 200-pound hammer. However, he knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to rely on his own strength to slash the 200-pound hammer in his hand a thousand times. Moreover, each hammer must be stabilized at a force of 200 catties of 358 catties, and there can be no trace of deviation in the trajectory. At least not now, you still need that tadpole man to help you and squeeze your potential.

"When ......"

Yang Chen began to strike iron, sparks splashed everywhere, reflecting Yang Chen's face more and more resolutely, his gaze became more and more firm, the muscles, muscles, bones, and organs of his body were all mobilized, and they were moving in a rhythm, and every time they moved, they were growing a trace of strength. Every time he moved, his muscles, bones, and organs would be a little stronger.

"Dangdangdang......"

Four hundred and sixty-eight.

Four hundred and sixty-nine.

Four hundred and seven.

"Buzz ......"

The tadpole man turned into thousands of tadpoles again, rushed towards Yang Chen, took over Yang Chen's body, and continued to strike iron. In an instant, the power of each hammer became stable, and the trajectory of the hammer was not bad at all.

Yang Chen could feel that his potential was being tapped out little by little, and the impurities in his body were being repelled little by little. Yang Chen discharged a lot of impurities every time, and he didn't know if there were many impurities in his body, or if this iron quenching method would discharge the impurities in his body more thoroughly?

"It should be both!" Yang Chen secretly said in his heart: "There are more impurities in my body than others, so I have only caused my nine years of cultivation to be just a martial artist and two layers. It is precisely because the iron quenching method is more advanced, which will discharge the impurities more thoroughly, and will discharge so many impurities from his body in such a short period of time, allowing himself to break through two layers. ”

The martial apprentice stage is a quenching stage. Just like to build a weapon, you must first strike iron, and you must beat out the impurities in the metal. It doesn't involve high-level things such as absorbing aura, luck cultivation, etc. Therefore, although the aura in this Fangcun Mountain is extremely strong now, it is estimated that it is likely to be ten times that of the outside world, but for Yang Chen, it is useless to breathe more comfortably.

"When ......"

When the thousandth hammer was beaten and the tadpole left his body, Yang Chen could no longer grasp the 200-pound forging hammer, and fell to the ground with a thud, and he also sat on the ground, and the big pool of water stains on the ground were all sweat flowing from his body.

"Huhuhu......"

Yang Chen gasped fiercely, endured the stinging pain all over his body, gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, and walked towards the stone pool with three staggering steps.

More than a quarter of an hour later, Yang Chen stood vigorously in the iron-striking room again, and struck it on the spot.

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Daybreak.

The streets were noisy, and people who went to work and school were heading for their destinations.

Yang Chen got out of the taxi and let out a long yawn, he felt that his eyelids couldn't be raised, and his eyelids fought vigorously. Yesterday, he struck iron for a day and a night, even if he was tired with the supplement of the medicinal liquid in Shitan, his spirit was too tired to stand it.

"Squeak......

A car stopped beside him, startling the drowsy Yang Chen.

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The second update is here, the martial apprentices are on the fourth floor, are the comrades-in-arms still satisfied?

What about tickets?

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