Life simulation: add entries starting from health preservation skills

Chapter 6 Women only affect the speed of drawing swords, except for rich women!
the next day.

Han Zhao went to Shaking Mountain Boxing Academy early.

There are already apprentices exercising in the yard.

Eldest brother Zhao Yuantu was instructing the newcomers. When Han Zhao arrived, he nodded at him and continued to teach the newcomers.

According to the progress of practice, the apprentices first hit the sandbags with special skills, then lift the stone locks, and finally hit the heated sand in the iron pot with their fists in the final stage.

It is best to complete these three stages within three months, because the difficulty of cultivating the Shaking Mountain Fist is relatively low, and it is considered good talent to enter the leather refining stage within two months.

Of course, this is the process of practicing Shaking Mountain Fist.

Han Zhao is practicing sword techniques, so he only needs to hit sandbags and lift stone locks to exercise his arms.

At first glance, these methods seem to be similar to some exercises in previous lives, but there are actually great differences inside.

According to the technique taught by Zhao Yuantu, he could clearly feel the changes in his body, and then paired with Qi and Blood Soup, Han Zhao felt that his strength seemed to have increased significantly after just practicing yesterday afternoon.

However, when practicing boxing, they should also remember boxing formulas when they are polishing their bodies.

Han Zhao hasn't learned the formula of Duanyue Saber yet, so he doesn't know how big the difference is.

He was exercising slowly like this, and the sweat gradually soaked his underwear.

A morning passed quietly like this.

The apprentices who were polishing their bodies rested one after another. Han Zhao had the lowest rest frequency, and only took a short break each time.

Seeing Han Zhao practice like this, some new apprentices followed suit. As a result, they soon rubbed their shoulders and hands, feeling uncomfortable everywhere.

Zhao Yuantu explained the situation long ago, to prevent over-practicing, otherwise there will be no energy in the afternoon.

Some old apprentices were watching the jokes there too.

Because some of them were like this at the beginning. They wanted to practice for a while, but they couldn't even lift their arms in the afternoon.

But until noon, although Han Zhao was sweating profusely, he still looked energetic.

【Strength is too light】

【Too strong】

[Punching sandbags is nine heavy and three light! 】

[The movement of lifting the stone lock should be wild and elegant! 】

【.】

When he was practicing, the reminder information appeared one after another, and soon there were 10 more reminder fragments.

Every serious reminder would weaken the Yin Qi in his heart even more.

According to this momentum, the Yin Qi in my heart won't last long.

He didn't know how much Yin Qi was left in that black bead, and he hadn't absorbed it yet.

But the most important thing at the moment is to make money. With the money that the wild dog gave to the two bastards yesterday, he is only worth 6 taels of silver. If he wants to simulate again, he still needs more than 5 taels.

Although Lu Yi packed lunch, he still had to eat breakfast and dinner. The amount of food after a day of martial arts training was not at the same level as that of sitting at home for a day.

You have to break through as soon as possible, and then find a way to make money.

When Han Zhao also sat aside to rest, Zhao Yuantu scratched his bald head and looked at him in surprise, "Han Zhao, you have such good stamina?!"

He originally thought that Han Zhao's slender arms and legs would not last long. The practice time was short yesterday afternoon, so he hadn't noticed it yet, but today was a whole morning.

The reason why he can persist like this is because he is already at the peak of bone training and is about to break through the blood training level, but Han Zhao has not yet started!
"Natural." Han Zhao prevaricated.

Although Han Zhao looks like a scholar, he doesn't talk much when he is resting, but he can chat with everyone when chatting.

The men on the side heard this and made fun of him.

"Your boy looks like a boy with such a good stamina!"

"Yes, it's really enviable."

"Damn it! Damn it! If I were you, I would go directly to the inner city to marry, and I would be so happy to marry a rich lady! What's the use of sweating and suffering here."

"Meng Ming, you kid just want to eat soft food, right?"

"I've had a bad stomach since I was a child, can't I?" A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes couldn't help complaining. His name was Meng Ming. Because of his straightforward personality, he had a good relationship with the guys practicing boxing in the yard.

"If possible, I still want to rely on myself." Han Zhao said seriously.

After living a new life, how could he become a son-in-law and let a woman ride on his head? This is not a question of money.

Seeing his serious appearance, everyone didn't say anything.

Soon it was time for lunch, and the apprentices in the yard left one after another.

Some people took out the pancakes they had with them, squatted in the yard with hot water, and ate them.

Han Zhao followed Zhao Yuantu to the back kitchen.

There are only two dishes on the small table, a small pot of braised pork and a large pot of green vegetables.

"Let's eat, the teacher is out, just the two of us have dinner."

Han Zhao picked up the green vegetables, topped the rice with broth, ate the braised pork with big mouthfuls, and picked up three big bowls of rice.

In his previous life, his family's conditions were average, but it was much better than this. He never ate fat since he was a child.

He never thought that fat meat could be so delicious!
The two of them finished all the food like this.

Finally, when Han Zhao was full, Zhao Yuantu poured the rice in the bowl into a small basin, let the rice fully absorb the gravy and ate it all, and then he patted his stomach unsatisfied.

After eating, the two chatted.

Zhao Yuantu is 23 years old this year. His parents died when he was 14 years old. He studied martial arts with Lu Yi when he was 15 years old. Because of his good qualifications and honesty, he was kept in the martial arts hall. Most of the newcomers in the martial arts hall are led by him. of.

Although there is no salary, food and housing are included, and the cost of learning boxing is halved.

"By the way, big brother, do you know of any way to make money?" Han Zhao poured two bowls of barley tea and asked about making money.

There are three levels of Qi Yang Jue. Although he will continue to practice, he has money in his pocket and attribute points in the panel, so he has more confidence.

"What's the matter? Are you short of money?" Zhao Yuantu took a sip of tea.

"My qualifications are not good, so I want to save more money for emergencies." Han Zhao smiled.

"That's true, no one thinks too much money." Zhao Yuantu scratched his bald head and said, "Generally speaking, joining a big family in the inner city or a big business firm is the most profitable, but freedom will be restricted.

In addition, it is to make a name for those gangs, and it is generally enough to make one or two shots every year within the scope of one's ability.

There are two gangs I have named, the Tianyue Gang and the Black Hand Gang, and they can get 12 taels of silver every year.

If you just want to be famous, you must at least reach the level of skin training. "

"Is that all? Is there any more?" Han Zhao asked again, he knew what Zhao Yuantu said.

"The other is to be a 'knife catcher', chasing and killing wanted criminals for the government, and relying on the leader to receive rewards. Or join the escort agency to walk the darts. The other is to hunt and collect medicine with hunters, but the mountain is very dangerous, except for poisonous insects and beasts. I heard that at night There are also dirty things infesting."

"However, people are the most dangerous in the wild." Zhao Yuantu added: "So there are currently two ways to make money that are more suitable for you."

"Which two?"

"You seem to have read books, right? You can teach children from poor families to read and write. Although the fee will be much lower if you don't have any fame, you only need to teach for an hour a day. A child will charge dozens of pennies and teach more at the same time. These children, work harder every month, earning a tael of silver is not a problem."

"In addition, there is another way to make more money, which is to ask Master to find a marriage for you, and find a rich family to marry into. Junior Brother, you are so handsome, it is absolutely no problem to find a rich wife." Zhao Yuantu revealed A silly smile.

"I understand, thank you, senior brother." Han Zhao nodded.

It is impossible to eat soft rice, a man must have a backbone!
In the afternoon, Lu Yi returned to the martial arts gym on time.

He took Han Zhao into the small courtyard inside.

I saw three wooden stakes standing on the left side of the yard, covered with knife marks, and two men and two women stood on the open space on the right.

Lu Yi introduced Han Zhao. The four were Zhang Tianwen, Li Fei, Su Yun, and Xu Ling.

Zhang Tianwen is handsome, 19 years old, shorter than Han Zhao, about 1.7 meters.

Li Fei has good facial features, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is 24 years old and about 1.8 meters tall by visual inspection.

The two were born in the Li family and the Zhang family in the inner city. Among them, the Li family even has a martial arts master in charge, but neither of them are direct descendants.

Su Yun and Xu Ling were born in wealthy businessmen's families in the inner city, both of them.

Because Han Zhao joined the Li family in the simulation, he took a second look at Li Fei, but he was indifferent to the beautiful Su Yun and Xu Ling.

Women only affect the speed at which he draws his sword.

Han Zhao politely greeted the four of them.

Li Fei responded with a smile, and Zhang Tianwen nodded expressionlessly.

Su Yun's expression was haughty, and she clasped her fists politely and distantly.

Xu Ling stared at Han Zhao's face.

"Han Zhao, remember the formula." Lu Yi signaled the four of them to continue practicing, and then pulled Han Zhao aside to let him memorize the formula of the Duanyue sword technique.

After confirming that he remembered it, Lu Yi asked him to wait, and walked towards the wing by himself.

Because Han Zhao couldn't afford a knife now, Lu Yi went to get the knife and lent it to Han Zhao temporarily.

The sound of clashing gold and iron caught Han Zhao's attention.

The four faced off in pairs, Zhang Tianwen against Li Fei, Su Yun against Xu Ling.

Both sides in the field come and go, waving long knives and slashing at each other.

It’s nice to have money, but the knives I bought were all for practice and were not sharpened.

Of course, even an unsharpened knife weighs three to four catties. If it cuts the body, it's not a joke.

Just by the sound of piercing the air when the long knife is swung, one can tell that the strength is not simple.

"It's so fast." Han Zhao was speechless. All four of them were stronger than him, and even with the instant explosive power brought to him by nourishing zhenqi, they were still far behind.

[The sword technique, which is known for its strength and explosive power, has been practiced crookedly, it's bad! 】

[Without any workarounds, memorize the sword technique by rote, and your understanding will pull your hips! 】

[Judging from the movement of Su Yun's feet when she paused, she should be very itchy, and she may be suffering from athlete's foot. 】

"Pfft!" The prompt message that suddenly appeared before Han Zhao couldn't help but laughed out loud.

The four people in the field paused and all looked at him.

Han Zhao quickly lowered his head and held back his smile.

Su Yun frowned slightly, feeling that Han Zhao was deliberately attracting attention.

But in all fairness, she feels that Han Zhao's looks are indeed easy to attract people's hearts, but it's a pity that his bones are inferior.

Li Fei smiled and said nothing.

Zhang Tianwen snorted lightly.

Xu Ling, on the other hand, sneaked glances at this outstanding junior from time to time.

(End of this chapter)