Creation and immortality: I can manifest endless talents

"Practice hard, and then find a way to make money!"

Take a deep breath, Gu Yang set up the stance and practiced.

Out of sight, out of mind, he integrated all his emotions into practice.

Only if he grows up as soon as possible, his family can live a good life as soon as possible.

That night, Gu Yang practiced until he was exhausted before returning to the house. When his head fell on the pillow, he had no time to think about anything else, and fell asleep.

In his dream, he dreamed that he had achieved great success in martial arts, money was at his fingertips, and his family lived a life of luxury.

When he woke up from a dream, the dilapidated roof came into view. Gu Yang hesitated for a moment in a trance before he completely woke up.

After washing up, Gu's mother brought porridge and pickles, and Gu Yang ate it very sweetly.

He was too hungry. When he was hungry, everything he ate tasted delicious.

After practicing all night last night, the food in his stomach had been digested, and his stomach was empty.

Until he drank three bowls of porridge in one breath, Gu Yang finally let out a satisfied sigh.

"Comfortable!"

...

The sun was shining brightly, and the sky was cloudless.

In the martial arts academy, in a corner of the martial arts arena, Gu Yang was practicing the Yangxue Zhuanggong with concentration.

It had been ten days since the day of moving.

During these ten days, Qin Hu ignored him and just let him practice by himself.

Of course, Gu Yang did not expect the other party to continue to give him benefits.

After all, twenty kilograms of black tiger meat was enough to support his usual practice, and his current practice conditions were no worse than those of other disciples in the martial arts academy.

If he still could not show his talents under this circumstance, then for Qin Hu, he would not have any further training value.

But soon, he would be able to give Qin Hu another small shock.

After ten days of nourishing his body with meat and practicing hard day and night, his Yangxue Zhuang skill proficiency was finally approaching the threshold of the first breakthrough.

After practicing a set of Zhuanggong, Gu Yang sat down against the wall to rest.

His eyes closed gently, and starlight emerged in an instant.

[Skills: Yangxue Zhuang·Beginner (91/100); Canglong Wu·Beginner (57/500)]

[Talent: None]

With only 10 points of proficiency left, Yangxue Zhuang's proficiency will break through 100 points and enter a new realm.

And what exactly is this realm, Gu Yang now has the answer, strength training!

After more than half a month of training, plus more than ten days of Yangxue Zhuang Gong practice, Gu Yang has transformed at this moment.

His height has risen from less than 1.6 meters to more than 1.7 meters, and his muscles are streamlined. With a single arm swing, his strength is close to 300 kilograms.

This is the strength that can only be achieved when the Qi is about to be completed. It also means that Gu Yang is now close to the peak of Qi cultivation. As long as he breaks through, he will reach the realm of strength training.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Yang tried his best to relax his body and quickly recover his physical strength.

At the current speed, he will be able to break through the strength training tomorrow and catch up with the progress of most disciples.

Gu Yang squinted his eyes, resting while thinking about how to integrate into the sparring team after the breakthrough of the pile power.

If he directly invites others to practice, he doesn't know whether the other party will give him face.

According to his observation, many disciples have fixed teammates for sparring.

If he joins rashly, he may be excluded. The best way is to ask Qin Hu to help arrange opponents directly.

"Hey, have you heard that Li Zhiwu is now spending money to find someone to practice with him every day."

"Haha, I know, even if I am paid, I won't go. What if I get hurt by him?"

"Yeah, this guy is so bad. Only he can do things that hurt others and benefit himself."

"..."

At this time, the sound of a conversation suddenly came from the side.

Gu Yang looked up and saw two disciples walking side by side not far away and practicing.

"Li Zhiwu..."

Gu Yang muttered to himself, and a little interest rose in his heart.

Almost every day of sparring, some martial arts academy disciples would be injured in the exchange. He didn't participate in sparring before, so he had never heard of this person and didn't know about the other party.

At this time, spending money, sparring... several key words came to his mind, and he couldn't help but have a win-win idea.

If he went to spar with the disciple named Li Zhiwu, wouldn't he be able to make money while practicing martial arts?

Two quarters of an hour later, Gu Yang saw the two disciples stop to rest, so he slowly got up and walked over, and asked carefully.

As the two of them talked, Gu Yang also understood the "truth" of the matter.

This disciple named Li Zhiwu would invite anyone he didn't like to spar with, and then hurt the other person.

Now no one was willing to spar with him, so Li Zhiwu paid someone to accompany him to spar.

After understanding the whole story, Gu Yang politely said goodbye and returned to the original place to practice Yangxue Zhuanggong again.

For him, the most important thing at the moment was to break through the training strength, and other things could be put aside for the time being.

Moreover, although he was interested in making money, he decided to give up this opportunity when he thought that those disciples who had already trained their strength would be injured.

If he is really injured by the opponent, he will have to delay his training, which is not worth the loss.

Soon, a set of standing practice was completed.

After finishing the standing practice, Gu Yang exhaled and concentrated his mind. A line of small words suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

[Skill ‘Nourishing Blood Standing’ Proficiency +1]

"Continue."

Just a glance with lowered eyebrows, Gu Yang once again concentrated on practicing the Yangxue Zhuanggong.

After more than ten days of continuous practice, his physical strength has greatly increased. He is no longer the "thin dog" who has to rest for a while after practicing Zhuanggong. He is now a persistent man!

In the evening, Gu Yang walked out of the martial arts academy, and after meeting Gu Dashan, he walked towards the northwest.

He did not notice that behind him, there was a pair of eyes watching his back.

In the evening, the family ate meat again, stewed with dried vegetables, a large bowl of dried vegetables, and a small piece of fat pork. Although there was little meat, each person only had a few bites, but the three of them still ate with satisfaction.

With dried vegetables and eating black tiger meat, Gu Yang also smiled at this moment.

This is probably what happiness looks like. It seems plain, but it makes people intoxicated.

After dinner, Gu Yang went to the yard to practice Zhuanggong again.

With a breakthrough imminent, Gu Yang practiced until very late that night.

Although he didn't train himself to exhaustion, he was exhausted. He washed himself casually and fell asleep.

...

"There is less than ten days before the end of this month's competition. If you work hard during this period, you may be able to move up a few places in the competition."

"Especially those who ranked at the bottom before, you must work harder now and don't slack off!"

The next day, Qin Hu's voice kept ringing in the martial arts field, bringing invisible pressure to the disciples who were practicing the pile training.

Some people even deformed their movements due to nervousness, and were scolded by Qin Hu again.

In the martial arts academy, all disciples understood the importance of the end-of-month competition.

This is the most direct and cruel assessment.

No martial arts academy disciple dared to cheat in front of a group of martial arts masters. If they dared to cheat, they would be expelled.

At this time, many disciples who ranked at the bottom were very nervous. They kept looking at the lower right corner of the square.

Fortunately, this time someone took the blame for them...