Fantasy: I can become stronger when I hang up

That night, in Ye Pu's room.

A figure in black slowly walked into his room.

Looking at Ye Pu who was still lying on the bed, he suddenly became angry, raised his hand and slapped it.

This slap immediately woke up Ye Pu who was still sound asleep on the bed.

He woke up from the dream, staring blankly at everything in front of him.

"Trash! Did you do what I asked you to do!"

Ye Pu couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this, then he thought of something and touched his bosom.Take out a small note.

I saw a few large characters written clearly with a black brush on the small note.

"At midnight tonight, the Ye Family's Hundred Poison Cliffs will compete against each other!"

Seeing that the note was pulled out from Ye Pu's hand, the man in black was so angry that he slapped it again.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap hit Ye Pu's face.

"You trash! I'll let you go! Ye Feng led to Baiduya! You went to make some kind of pill with him! It's fine to make pills! You still eat your own pills and drive yourself crazy! You still Do something!"

Facing the beating and scolding from the man in black, Ye Pu didn't even dare to refute half a word, but just lowered his head and looked at the ground.

The man in black cursed for a while, and seemed to feel a little tired, so he sighed.

"Hey~ Tomorrow, give the note to Ye Feng, so as not to arouse unnecessary suspicion."

After speaking, the man in black turned around and was about to leave.

But halfway through, he seemed to think of something again, and turned to look at Ye Pu.

"This time, don't disappoint me."

After speaking, he disappeared into the night.

Not long after the man in black left, Ye Pu clenched his fists and slowly slammed it on the table beside the bed.

"Ye Feng! You bastard! It's all your fault!"

"You caused me to be kicked out of the trial early! You made me unable to participate in the Four Clans Competition!"

"You caused my five years of hard work in alchemy to be denied, and you just got the badge of the first-level alchemist for the first time in alchemy!"

"The qualifications of the four clan competitions belong to me! The badge of the first-rank alchemist also belongs to me!"

"Ye Feng, I must let you return all of these things that belong to me! All of them back!"

……

Not far from Ye's house, in Ye Feng's room.

"Ahh~!"

Ye Feng slapped hard.

"Did it get cold these few nights, why did they start to slap."

At this time, Ye Feng had just returned from Dantang not long ago.

After hanging up for 10 hours, Ye Feng has become a Tier [-] alchemist.

The spiritual power value has been increased by 5 points, and the hang-up point has also increased by 1 point.

Now, his initial attribute has increased to 44 points of spiritual power and 5 points of hang-up point per hour, which is very good.

But now what makes Ye Feng unable to bear the headache is that it seems that the third-tier alchemist is not so easy to upgrade.

The extra 50% of Ye Feng's second-level alchemist's precision level was transferred to the third-level alchemist, and it turned into 5% directly.

When he broke through to the first level before, the Alchemist Hang Ji Dan plus the bonuses of the alchemy hall and the alchemy room were all superimposed, and he could increase by 20% in an hour.

When it comes to breaking through to the second level, the same bonus can only increase the level of accuracy by 10% per hour, which is exactly half.

But now, to break through to the third level, only 1% of the precision per hour is left.

If you follow this trend, if you want to break through the fourth level, I'm afraid there will only be 0.1% of the precision left in an hour.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng couldn't help having a headache.

Hanging up to practice is not an easy matter.

"You can't become stronger like this."

Yun leaned on the table and turned to look at Ye Feng with a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Ye Feng couldn't help being taken aback, and looked up at Yun with a trace of doubt on his face.

"what?"

"Sleeping will not improve your cultivation. If you sleep all day but never practice, if this continues, no matter how strong your cultivation is, you will be surpassed by others sooner or later."

Hearing these words, Ye Feng showed a helpless smile on his face.

But his cultivation was improved by sleeping.

If you don't want him to sleep, then give him 100w hang-up points and ask him to buy a "hang-up at any time" function.

However, he obviously couldn't talk directly to Yun about this. After all, if one more person knew about the system, he would be in more danger.

So after thinking for a long time, Ye Feng made a decision that went against his ancestors.

"The exercises I practice are very special. Only when I want to sleep can I become stronger."

After hearing this, Yun Wan looked at Ye Feng as if he was looking at a fool.

She didn't know whether Ye Feng was stupid or if Ye Feng thought of herself as a fool.

But in her opinion, the probability of the latter is obviously higher.

"Although I am a sword spirit, my IQ is no lower than ordinary people. Please don't insult me."

Hearing this, Ye Feng shook his head helplessly.

"I knew you wouldn't believe it, so I'll show it to you."

With that said, he lay directly on the bed.

Yun Yun hadn't realized what Ye Feng was going to do, but in the next second, she felt a powerful breath gushing out of Ye Feng's body.

Ye Feng broke through!
Seeing this scene, Yun was dumbfounded, what Ye Feng said was actually true!He actually practiced by sleeping!

Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yun beside him with a smile on his face.

"Well, I didn't lie to you."

Yun Qing nodded, with a hint of disbelief still in his eyes.

But soon, she seemed to think of something, and turned to look at Ye Feng.

"Then, you usually rely on sleep to practice, do you feel tired?"

Ye Feng froze for a moment, but quickly shook his head.

Sleep training?Are you tired after sleeping?

If sleeping and practicing would make him tired, wouldn't the more he sleeps, the more tired he gets, the more tired he gets, the more he sleeps, and then he exhausts himself to death in an endless loop!

"I'm not tired, and I slept so comfortably that I couldn't fall asleep at night."

This is also what worries Ye Feng the most, "insomnia".

But when Yun heard this, he seemed to think of something.

"In that case, let's just get up and practice."

"Huh? Practice."

"Well, anyway, you have nothing to do in bed, so why don't you get up and practice?"

Ye Feng stared blankly at the cloud in front of him, but for a while it seemed that he couldn't think of any suitable reason to refute.

So after a while of thinking, he nodded.

"Okay, I'm idle anyway, I can find something to do."

"However, what do you practice?"

Ye Feng asked suddenly.

Since he traveled to this world, the system has been helping him cultivate, and he is only responsible for sleeping with his head.

Cultivation or something, I have almost never touched it.

Yun thought for a while, then looked at Ye Feng again.

"Although my memory has been sealed, I still retain all kinds of knowledge about kendo."

"If you have learned sword skills and can use them, I might be able to give you some pointers."

When Ye Feng heard this, he immediately became interested.

Coincidentally, the only volume of top-ranked martial arts of the Huang rank that he currently possesses is sword skills.