Zhang Qingshan hurriedly returned to the room, he said to Xiaoru that he wanted to rest for a while.

I closed the door, and my heart was still pounding.

"Goldfinger?" Zhang Qingshan sat on the bed, took a few breaths hard, and immediately checked it.

Sure enough, a light curtain appeared in front of me, which showed:

"Unintroductory Cheats: Thirteen Swords of Death (Unstudied)"

"Learn!"

Zhang Qingshan remembered the previous sentence "I found the secret book that did not enter the stream", and silently recited a sentence in his heart, and the light curtain suddenly blurred for a while, and then, there was a tingling pain in his brain, as if there was something more in his memory. Immediately afterward, the eyes suddenly became gray. When he opened his eyes, Zhang Qingshan found that he was actually holding a long sword in his hand, in a somewhat dim space.

"The martial arts assistance system is activated, and you must reach fifty proficiency levels before you can leave. A crisp voice rang out.

"Who's talking?"

No one responded, the dimly lit space, only his voice.

Must reach fifty proficiency?

He began to imagine the martial arts assistance system in his mind, and the previous light curtain suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Unentered Sword Technique: Thirteen Swords of Death (0/100)"

Is it that the Thirteen Swords of Death must reach fifty proficiency before they can leave here?

Just now, he felt that there was something more in his memory, and then he realized that it was actually the practice method of the Thirteen Swords. It seems that this is a system of auxiliary cultivation, and the requirements must be met before you can leave.

There are a total of thirteen swords in the Thirteen Swords, and the moves have no names, that is, the first sword to the thirteenth sword, and the moves are not complicated, Zhang Qingshan sorted out the memories in his mind and began to practice swords.

Because I have the memory of swordsmanship in my brain, it is not difficult to practice, so I draw a gourd in the same way. However, when he finished practicing it once, his proficiency actually increased by 0.1.

"Doesn't that mean you have to practice 500 times before you can walk?"

Zhang Qingshan rolled his eyes helplessly, but he knew that if he wanted to get out quickly, he had to reach the progress of fifty.

The exercises are boring. Five hundred times is painful.

When he practiced ten times, Zhang Qingshan felt tired, and when he practiced fifty times, he felt that he couldn't move. Seeing that there was only five proficiency, he was about to burst into tears.

Rest for a while, grit your teeth and continue.

In the dim space, he didn't know how long he had been practicing. He only knew that in the end, his whole body was in pain, and it was very difficult to even lift his hand.

When he left the dim space, he sat on the ground, no matter where the ground was, he lay down directly, gasping for breath, and after a while, he actually fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was as if the muscles in my body had been cut open.

"Young Master, are you awake?" Xiao Ru looked worried, "Why are you sleeping on the ground, just now Doctor Liu came to see you, and said that your muscles are injured all over your body and you are overtired." ”

"Nothing, just a little rest. As soon as Zhang Qingshan moved, he felt a tingling pain all over his body, so he simply lay down.

"You lie down and don't move, Doctor Liu said, let me give you the medicine if I'm fine." I'll go to the kitchen and cook you some porridge later!" Xiao Ru immediately lifted the quilt, and then wiped it up for Zhang Qingshan with medicinal wine.

Zhang Qingshan wanted to refuse, but now he was naked. However, at this time, he didn't feel anything other than special pain, and he didn't want to say anything.

......

In the evening, Zhao Daxing and Zhang Jing both came over.

"Young master, are you really injured in martial arts?" Zhao Daxing looked helpless, the scars on his face were almost clumped, and he had only been gone for less than half an hour before he heard the news that Zhang Qingshan was injured. Hurt the city like this in half an hour, how bad is this physique?

Zhang Jing glared at Zhao Daxing, "It's not all you, let you teach, you threw him a book and ran away." ”

Zhao Daxing scratched the back of his head innocently, "I said, let someone teach him basic skills in the afternoon!"

"Okay, Qingshan, let's stop practicing now, rest for a few days, or go to study with the old master. "Zhang Jing is not good at talking about Zhao Daxing anymore, this matter is still Zhang Qingshan's own reason.

"I'm practicing, you see that my body is so bad, it's a workout. Zhang Qingshan lay on the bed and said.

Zhang Jing opened his mouth and wanted to persuade, but when he thought that he had only been practicing for a while, he would be injured like this, and his physical foundation was indeed too poor, so it made sense to exercise.

"Okay, though, you can't practice on your own next time. ”

"Got it. ”

"Xiao Ru instructed the kitchen to stew more bone broth during this time, and in addition, let Doctor Liu prescribe some tonic medicine for the young master to eat!" Zhang Jing confessed and left with Zhao Daxing.

Zhang Qingshan lay on the bed and called out the interface of the system.

"Unentered Sword Technique: Thirteen Swords of Death (50/100)"

"Does this mean that I have reached half of the proficiency level?" Although Zhang Qingshan was in pain, thinking about how long it had been, he had mastered half of Zhao Daxing's master of the swordsmanship, and his heart suddenly became hot.

Nourish your body first, and when your body recovers, you're trying the effect.

Five days later.

Zhang Qingshan's muscle strain recovered, thanks to Xiaoru's daily wipe of medicinal wine.

When I walked out of the room, the warm sunlight shone on my body, and my whole body was warm. I stretched, and the bones in my body crackled.

"Xiaoru, you go and tell Uncle Zhao, just say that my body has recovered, and let him call someone to teach me the basic skills!" If Zhang Qingshan just wanted to see the so-called martial arts before, at this time, he really wanted to practice martial arts.

Although he has not yet figured out the martial arts auxiliary system, he knows one thing that practicing martial arts in the system is different from the outside world.

I practiced five hundred times inside the system before, and at least a few hours have passed according to the system, and less than half an hour has passed outside. This feature alone is enough to give him a huge advantage.

However, what he lacks most now is an internal skill cheats. Uncle Zhao said that every book is extremely precious, and ordinary people have no chance to get it. Rao is Uncle Zhao didn't have a chance to get in touch with it, so he could only watch it in the future. Now the top priority is to fully master Uncle Zhao's Thirteen Deadly Swords, and the other is to find a way to improve his physical fitness, otherwise, it is not a way to practice once and injure once.

Taking advantage of the fact that Xiao Ru had not returned, Zhang Qingshan walked to the edge of the martial arts field, took a long sword, and then practiced the thirteen life-killing swords.

This time, Zhang Qingshan obviously felt different.

The swordsmanship is smooth, and there is no obscure feeling at all. Wherever the long sword went, Huo Huo was windy, and there was actually some faint power.

"It's still effective!" Zhang Qingshan was a little excited, his eyes lit up.

"Strive to master the swordsmanship as soon as possible!"

Not long after, Xiao Ru came over with a martial artist.

On this day, Zhang Qingshan was not entering the system. Instead, follow the martial artist and practice the basic skills. Running, zama walking, doing push-ups......

It's all some simple physical training, Zhang Qingshan insists on it to the limit every time, and then rests for a while to continue, his clothes are wet with sweat, so he simply takes them off and continues shirtless.

Xiao Ru was on the side, her eyes almost popping out. Even the martial artist was a little shocked, originally thought that he was just accompanying the young master to live at home, but he didn't expect to be able to really persevere. However, this is only the first day, so it is nothing.

Half a month later, the martial artist had no idea of taking it lightly. Even Zhao Daxing and Zhang Jing have been here a few times, and when they saw Zhang Qingshan's thin and white body slowly becoming stronger, their hearts were also shocked.

None of them said anything, though, and that's a good thing.

Zhang Jing just instructed the kitchen to prepare more nutritious food, and also served medicinal food for Zhang Qingshan to eat. In addition, he directly invited Dr. Liu to the house and gave Zhang Qingshan massage every night to prevent him from hurting his body.

In the dead of night, Zhang Qingshan asked Xiaoru to leave the supper and let her go to bed early. When Xiaoru left, he closed the door. Once again, the system is called.

In the past half a month, he has not entered the system to practice except for secretly practicing swordsmanship several times a day. He estimated that this time when he entered, he would have to increase the proficiency of the Thirteen Deadly Swords to one hundred before he could leave. If you don't have good physical fitness, the devil knows if you will have to lie down for a few more days when you come out.

"Unentered Sword Technique: Thirteen Swords of Death (52.9)"

Zhang Qingshan imagined the system in his heart, and the next moment, his eyes became dim again.

"The martial arts assistance system is activated, and one must reach one hundred proficiency levels before leaving. ”

This time, he didn't make any extra movements, held the long sword out of thin air in his hand, and began to practice.

The body is tired, but it is not in pain. This time, five hundred times, there was no feeling of torment before.

"Thirteen Swords of Death are completed with one hundred proficiency. ”

When the voice of the system sounded, although Zhang Qingshan was tired and collapsed, he was in good spirits.

Leaving the system, his clothes were soaked, and when he looked out the window, it was still dark, and it was obviously not long. Summoning the system, the light curtain immediately appears.

"Unentered Sword Technique: Thirteen Swords of Death (100/100)+"

Zhang Qingshan was stunned when he saw the light curtain, and there was an extra plus sign?

He subconsciously clicked on the + sign, and the light curtain changed again.

"Third-Rate Sword Technique: Thirteen Swords of Death (0/100)"