Proficiency: practice thousands of times

When he got up again, he strode out of the back room without any hesitation, without saying hello to any boxing gym disciples, and left the martial arts gym he had been with day and night.

Time flies, and another two months have passed.

On this day, Wang Yu repeated his practice routine day after day as usual.

"Huh?" Feeling the heat in his body gradually fade away, Wang Yu stopped for a while.

"Why is the potency of this pork shortened today?"

Frowning slightly, without thinking too much, he picked out a large piece of steamed blood pork from the small plate on the side, and ate it in two or three bites.

The taste of blood pork is hard, and the taste generally has a strong smell of blood.

Ordinary people are really not easy to swallow, that is, Wang Yu eats it every day, so he is used to it.

After eating another piece of blood pork, the burning sensation in his body soon reappeared, filling every part of his body.

Feeling hot all over, Wang Yu simply took off his clothes.

Bare upper body, straight as loose, revealing a whole body of strong muscles.

Each piece of water chestnut is distinct, it doesn't look exaggerated, but it looks extremely strong, and it contains huge explosive power.

Compared with the time before martial arts training, he seemed to have changed his body.

With the continuous nourishment of blood pork, even the height has been raised a lot in the past two months, looking slender, almost 1.9 meters at first glance.

In terms of temperament, he is no longer gloomy and cold, but as prosperous as the morning sun. At the age of eighteen, looking at his prime, he looks like a handsome young man.

It's no wonder that recently, he just wanted to keep a low profile when walking in the outer courtyard, but he couldn't keep a low profile.

Those female disciples in the boxing gym who didn't look at him in the past paid attention to him frequently, and from time to time came to ask him for advice and confusion on the grounds of discussing boxing techniques.

This made him feel troublesome, so he simply stayed in the inner courtyard to practice boxing most of the time and did not go out.

With the continued effectiveness of the blood pork, Wang Yu continued to punch.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he put down all the other body training methods he had also cultivated, and focused on playing Shadowless Fist.

Gradually, the sense of enlightenment became stronger and stronger, his face became ruddy, and his expression became excited.

His eyes sparkled brightly.

It can also be faster!The power can be greater!

This is far from the limit of my body!

The potency of the blood pork in the body was squeezed out more and more, and the burning sensation became more and more intense, repeatedly washing the limbs and bones.

Muscles, tendons, and meridians are all changing, and this change is accelerating.

Just as Wang Yu was having a headache, the potency of the blood pork that he had just eaten was drained.

"Not enough!" Wang Yu moved like a gust of wind, and ate the remaining three pieces of blood pork on the plate.

In the past, such a piece of blood pork could last at least half a day without fading, but now it is gone in a blink of an eye.

Obviously, today is extra special!

Repeating the Wuying Fist way over and over again, his punches became more and more fierce and fast, hitting every iron post continuously, and the muffled sound was louder than the sound.

Suddenly, Wang Yufu went to his heart, and after punching out, his mind went blank for a moment.

The next moment, a cool feeling seeped from the spine flooded the whole body.

Like a basin of ice water in the heat of August, poured on the body.

Only then did the overheated body temperature ease, and then the whole body felt sore and itchy like an electric shock.

This process lasted for about 10 minutes before slowly coming to an end.

"This feeling!" Withdrawing his fist, Wang Yu looked at his hands with bright eyes.

On the iron post in front of him, there was a clear fist mark on it, and the depression was at least one centimeter deep.

Body forging quadruple realm!

This was the only thought that came to Wang Yu's mind.

"Although I feel that the day of breakthrough is approaching, I didn't expect that it will be today, which is much earlier than expected."

I thought to myself, but the smile on my face was hard to hide.

He went to the bathhouse to wash off the filth secreted from his body, and when he came out, Wang Yu only felt refreshed.

The body becomes stronger from the inside out.

From the third level to the fourth level of body training, the difficulty of training in the middle is doubled, and the corresponding physical changes after the breakthrough are enough to be called heaven and earth upside down.

His physique was as tough as iron, his qi and blood were as vigorous as fire, and it was impossible for him to suffer from common colds, minor disasters and ailments.

This feeling like a new life is hard for Wang Yu to describe.

It's no wonder why the definition of the fourth level of body forging is that one can become a teacher in a legitimate way.

The first three forging bodies, but they are always disciples.

The gap between the two before and after is really huge, even if the disciple is astute and skillful.

But in all aspects of physique and physical fitness, he was completely crushed by the master, and he might not be able to bear a slap in the face. How can this be compared...

"If there are specific attribute values, my strength, agility, defense, and spiritual values ​​will probably be doubled after being promoted to the fourth level of body training."

Wang Yu muttered after feeling himself.

……

This evening, it is the day of dividends again.

In Sun Chengshan's back room, the three gathered again.

In the past two months, Meng Lao Er has been rejuvenated like an old tree in spring.

Since moving to the town, their family of three has lived a prosperous life and has a lot of savings to plan for the future.

Unlike Wang Yu and Sun Chengshan, who just got the money from mining and spent it all in a blink of an eye.

"The purple coal ore mined in the second round was also sold to Zhenshouna. This time, the output has increased a lot compared to the initial stage, and the total income is almost 30..."

Sun Chengshan reported the results as usual, and Wang Yu was allocated almost [-] broken crystal coins this time.

Meng's second child was allocated almost [-] broken crystal coins, and the bulk was still Sun Chengshan's side.

All three are satisfied.

Meng Laoer didn't even know how to spend the huge sum of money.

Wang Yu also only asked him to be careful of thieves, and not to be too ostentatious on weekdays, after all, the current environment is not so peaceful.

After Meng Laoer left, Wang Yu still stayed in Sun Chengshan's back room.

"Master, I have reached the fourth floor of Shadowless Fist." Wang Yu said suddenly.

Sun Chengshan, who had just taken a sip of tea, widened his eyes and almost spit out.

"..."

Instinctively thought that Wang Yu was joking again, but on second thought, Wang Yu had never joked with him about cultivation.

"really!"

"Ah."

"..."

The atmosphere was eerily quiet again.

Sun Chengshan felt a little bitter in his heart. It took him six full years to break through the fourth level of Shadowless Fist.

And Wang Yu, this little bastard...

Chapter 22

"Xiaoyu, this breakthrough is really...unexpected for the teacher." After Sun Chengshan was frightened, he didn't know what to say for a while.

After practicing martial arts for less than a year, he has reached the fourth level of physical training.

This world is too crazy, and the joys and sorrows between people are completely different.

Wang Yu didn't take it seriously, nodded and said: "I didn't expect it, I thought it would take ten days and a half months to break through."

Sun Chengshan turned his back silently, recalling the years of penance in the past, the corners of his eyes were moist and full of sadness.

Genius is like this, the time of practice is calculated in days.

"Master, I'm running out of blood pork, when will the Sleeping Night Gathering be held again?" Wang Yu asked.

After tasting the sweetness of this precious meat, it is somewhat boring to return to the original speed of boxing.

It just so happened that he got a share of the purple coal ore this time, and he really wanted to buy it again.

Sun Chengshan shook his head and said: "Usually, after a region has been held once, they will not hold it again for at least half a year.

We are located in a remote place, sometimes it is normal not to see them for a year or two. "

This result disappointed Wang Yu.

"Then, master, can you take the time to practice against me for an hour every day?" Wang Yu immediately took the next best thing and applied for sparring.

"That's not a problem. Now that you are at the fourth level of physical training, you can barely fight me twice." Sun Chengshan agreed this time very readily.

The inner thought is to take advantage of Wang Yu's full rise, and use the excuse of practicing boxing to bully and bully.

According to Wang Yu's growth rate, it will be difficult for him as a master to teach Wang Yu in the future.

"Thank you, master." Wang Yu didn't know Sun Chengshan's true inner thoughts.

Even if he knew that he wouldn't care so much, after all, in his eyes, Sun Chengshan, the master, is not a powerful experience baby.

"It's just that your current cultivation level is enough to become a teacher, why don't you go out and make a living?" Sun Chengshan asked as usual.

Wang Yu thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "My current strength is still very weak, and there is still room for improvement. I can stay in the martial arts gym and become stronger. Why should I go out and take risks?"

Hearing this, Sun Chengshan didn't know what to say.

A Ji Fei, who is obviously talented, but has a very impetuous personality and doesn't listen to persuasion. As a result, he ran away without a trace before he could master his kung fu.

Little disciple Wang Yu, a prodigy in martial arts, has a steady and peaceful temperament. His shortcoming is that he is too quiet. It seems that he can't wait to practice until he is invincible in the world.

The two can be regarded as two extremes, and it's no wonder that the two disciples didn't have much interaction with each other when they were in the martial arts gym.

This is not a piece to play at all.

"It's up to you." Sun Chengshan shook his head and left the back room with his hands behind his back.

He was going to see the martial arts practice of other disciples, and by the way, he went to inspect the mine.

This is what he does every day.

Blue star calendar 772 years, December.

Broken Star World No. 5 does not have a clear and distinct four-season climate.

The heat and cold here are impermanent, and humans haven't figured out the rules yet.

It is only known that the climate here interacts with other celestial bodies outside the planet, and is also closely related to the quality level of the star veins in the earth's core.

In the last month of this year, it was extremely hot.

On the surface of the Silver Belt Sea, waves of heat wave came from nowhere, covering more than 732 large and small islands including Island No. [-].

The temperature also rose rapidly within a few days, causing the residents of the island town to complain.

Even some of the disciples in the boxing gym who just entered the gym couldn't bear the intense heat, so they slightly reduced the intensity of their daily boxing exercises to prevent their bodies from being overwhelmed or accidentally dehydrated.

Even with Wang Yu's strong body, he still feels somewhat uncomfortable under the high temperature.

"I'm afraid it's more than [-] degrees." Wang Yu's upper body was bare in the inner courtyard, and he felt that his lungs would feel hot even if he took a breath of air.

"Junior brother, I think today's sparring should be forgotten." Song Hezheng suggested in a hurry.

However, Wang Yu ruthlessly refused.

"That's okay, brother, if you don't practice this practice for a day, it's like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat."

Song Hezheng's forehead was already sweating.