Liver Proficiency from Immortality

Huai Penang.

There were more than twenty people in a large and spacious courtyard. Each person had a pot of black iron sand placed in front of them. Everyone inserted their hands into the iron sand and stirred it.

[In "Iron Sand Palm", the first level of proficiency is increased by one. 】

A clear and sweet voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the young man in gray who was located in the northeast corner of the yard.

"It's not easy. After practicing for a month, my proficiency has finally improved a little."

The young man's eyes were slightly excited. With a thought in his mind, a pale golden panel appeared in front of his eyes.

[Name]: Zhang Wuyan.

【Age】: 16/immortality.

[Level]: Not popular.

[Martial Arts]: The first level of "Iron Sand Palm" (1/10).

"It is said that I have to practice "Iron Sand Palm" to the third level before I can enter the third-rate realm in the martial arts world. I don't know how many more years I will have to practice."

There was not much disappointment in Zhang Wuyan's eyes, but instead there was a hint of smile, "But I have a long lifespan, so this is nothing to worry about. Just practice slowly."

Sixteen years ago, Zhang Wuyan traveled to this world and became a baby abandoned just after birth.

Fortunately, he was lucky. An old man picked him up and raised him.

However, the good days did not last long. When he was more than three years old, the old man died due to a gang fire.

Zhang Wuyan had no choice but to become a beggar. There were even miserable years when he fought with wild dogs for food to fill his stomach and was almost bitten to death by wild dogs.

After saving money for more than ten years, Zhang Wuyan finally collected enough 10 taels of silver to join the "Li Family Martial Arts School" and obtained the qualification to practice "Iron Sand Palm".

Like other time travellers, Zhang Wuyan also has a golden finger.

He has two golden fingers.

The first is immortality.

That's right, immortality.

Immortality, which countless people dream of but cannot obtain, he got it from birth.

However, this does not mean that Zhang Wuyan can live freely and carefree.

Immortality is not immortality.

Even if you are seriously ill, you will still get hurt.

If your head is cut off, you will die like an ordinary person.

When Zhang Wuyan was eight years old, he almost died of a serious illness. Fortunately, he survived.

Because of this, Zhang Wuyan came to practice "Iron Sand Palm" in order to gain the power to protect himself.

He has clearly felt that the country of Wu is becoming more and more chaotic. Natural disasters are frequent and the people are in dire straits. It may not be long before the world is in chaos.

When practicing "Iron Sand Palm" for the first time, Zhang Wuyan awakened his second golden finger.

Proficiency system!

As long as you practice "Iron Sand Palm" hard, you can gain proficiency.

Don't underestimate this proficiency.

When progress can be seen and progress will not decline or decline, anyone is willing to work hard for it.

"Based on the current progress, it will take nearly ten months of practice to complete the first level of "Iron Sand Palm"."

Zhang Wuyan felt a little helpless, "But I only have two months left."

With ten taels of silver, he was qualified to join the Li Family Martial Arts School to practice "Iron Sand Palm", but he could only practice for three months.

If you want to continue practicing, you have to either pay the money or complete the first level of "Iron Sand Palm" to perfection within three months and become the direct disciple of the martial arts master.

Zhang Wuyan didn't have money.

It is impossible to reach the second level of "Iron Sand Palm" within three months.

As for continuing to practice after leaving the martial arts hall, it is not impossible, but the progress of practice will be much slower.

"Iron Sand Palm", a martial art that hurts hands, requires secret medicine to be practiced quickly. The formula of the secret medicine is only known to the owner of the Li Family Martial Arts School, not even his own son.

After leaving, Zhang Wuyan could only practice slowly in order not to hurt his hands. I am afraid it would take three months to improve his proficiency.

"It doesn't matter if I improve my proficiency in three months. I have plenty of time anyway."

Zhang Wuyan still has a calm mind. Who told him to live forever? At worst, he has to endure the time. What others can do in three months, he can do in three years.

When others are dead and he is still alive, he will naturally surpass others.

The sun gradually set, and people in the yard left one after another. Zhang Wuyan also took his hands out of the iron sand, washed them in the medicine basin in the center of the yard, and left.

The Li Family Boxing Gym provides accommodation but not food, so Zhang Wuyan and other disciples have to go outside the gym to find food.

Entering a small restaurant, Zhang Wuyan ordered a bowl of rice, five large steamed buns, and a small plate of complimentary pickles and ate them.

It's not that he doesn't want to eat better, but that he really has no money and can only eat these things that can fill his stomach.

If he eats better, he will make faster progress in practicing "Iron Sand Palm". After all, practicing martial arts is extremely energy-consuming.

It is not a false statement that one is poor in literature and rich in martial arts.

Just after finishing the third big steamed bun and picking up the fourth big steamed bun, two people suddenly came and stood in front of Zhang Wuyan, and a huge shadow enveloped Zhang Wuyan.

"Bitch, we finally found you."

The ferocious laughter sounded.

Zhang Wuyan raised his head and looked directly at the tall man in front of him.

"It's you."

Zhang Wuyan felt cold in his heart.

The burly man named Qiu Laoliu was a bully on the street where Zhang Wuyan worked as a beggar. He often bullied Zhang Wuyan and other beggars, and used various weird reasons to find people to collect protection money. Anyone who dared to disobey would be beaten.

The reason why Zhang Wuyan took more than ten years to collect ten taels of silver was because most of the money was robbed by Qiu Laoliu.

He almost died from a serious illness when he was eight years old, and it was also because Qiu Laoliu threw him into a smelly ditch in winter.

"Qiu Laoliu, what do you want to do?"

Zhang Wuyan looked at him coldly.

Qiu Laoliu clenched his fist and said, "You are so brave, you dare to go to the Li Family Martial Arts School to learn martial arts without telling me."

That’s a full tuition fee of ten taels of silver!

How dare Zhang Wuyan not hand over the money to him, but instead go to the Li Family Boxing Gym to learn martial arts?

If it weren't for the notification from his subordinates, Qiu Laoliu wouldn't have known about it. He had always thought that Zhang Wuyan was either dead or running outside the city.

Zhang Wuyan sneered in his heart, if I don't learn martial arts to change my destiny, will I be squeezed by you for the rest of my life?

Although his lifespan is much longer than that of Qiu Laoliu, this world is too dangerous. No matter how long you live if you don't learn martial arts, you may be killed one day.

It would be so funny to have an immortal golden finger but die young. It would be a shame for a time traveler.

"You paid ten taels of silver to the Li Family Martial Arts School, so you have to pay me one hundred taels, otherwise don't blame me for crushing your neck."

Qiu Laoliu's face was full of ferocity, and his heart ached when he thought of the ten taels of silver.

Zhang Wuyan glanced at Qiu Laoliu indifferently, stood up with the steamed buns and was about to leave. Qiu Laoliu was furious and reached out to grab Zhang Wuyan's collar, "Stop for me!"