I still remember the first time I met Zhang Lingshan, he was still a fool who stole money from his family in order to learn martial arts and then tried to survive by banging his head against the wall.

As a result, it was less than a year.

He has transformed from a short boy who has never practiced martial arts to a strong man who can lift two hundred kilograms.

He is only one step away from the skin-grinding warrior himself.

Shi Lei felt infinite complexity in his heart.

Others are making progress, but I am stuck in the same place. Is this how it will be in this life?

According to the rules of the martial arts school, after grinding the skin, you cannot refine the meat within three years, and the martial arts school will no longer provide meals and Sihe soup, which is equivalent to driving you away.

And he only has less than half a year left before the deadline.

If he still can't refine the meat by then, he will have no choice but to leave the martial arts gym in despair, or work as a guard for a certain family, or join a gang as the guard leader of a gambling house or brothel, or join a escort agency as an escort.

All in all, as long as he didn't refine meat, he would be like this for the rest of his life.

Shi Lei was unwilling to give in.

He silently picked up the stone lock and began to practice his strength, without the slightest thought of resting or laziness.

Zhang Lingshan didn't know anything about Shi Lei's thoughts. He held a two hundred kilogram stone lock and punched the red line fist completely.

Not red in the face, not out of breath.

He plays more steadily than some of the skin-grinding brothers in the yard, which shows that his physique and strength have completely entered the level of skin-grinding.

Next, you only need to use iron sand to hone the skin on all parts of the body, and use the special medicated bath in the martial arts school.

Given time, you will be able to successfully break through microdermabrasion!

It's time to go find Master Hong.

So Zhang Lingshan went to the main house without stopping and asked to see Master Hong.

"My master is out of town on business and won't be back for a short time. I'll leave all the big things in the martial arts school to Young Master Zhao Qing, and I can take care of the small ones. What's the matter with you?"

the steward asked.

Zhang Lingshan originally went to Master Hong to report that his red lines had reached the upper arms, but now that Master Hong was away, he just said that he had met the conditions for skin resurfacing and applied for iron sand and medicated baths.

After hearing this, the housekeeper nodded: "This is a trivial matter, so there is no need to disturb Mr. Zhao Qing. I have two hundred kilograms of stone locks here. You can pick them up and give them a red line punch to show me."

"good."

Zhang Lingshan finished the fight quickly.

The housekeeper immediately arranged for him to take a bath with iron sand and medicine.

This is a gifted service from the martial arts school, and there is no extra charge.

The birth of a skin-grinding martial artist has publicized the reputation of the martial arts gym externally and enhanced the strength of the martial arts gym internally.

It's a win-win situation.

After getting the iron sand and medicated bath, Zhang Lingshan returned to the backyard of the martial arts school and asked senior brother Song Dazhuang to help him rub the skin on his back with iron sand. He rubbed iron sand himself in other places he could reach.

"Be patient."

Senior Brother Song Dazhuang comforted him: "Other senior brothers have come here like this. Only after enduring hardship can one become a master."

"Um."

Zhang Lingshan nodded heavily.

Among all the brothers, he had the best relationship with Song Dazhuang. When practicing Red Line Boxing, it was Song Dazhuang who always traded moves with him.

Moreover, he spends most of his time using stone chains to practice strength, so he rarely fights against each other, and there is no need to get to know other brothers.

This resulted in him practicing in the backyard for two months, and he was only familiar with Da Zhuang, and he could only call most of the others by their names, and they were just acquaintances.

Usually he doesn't pay attention to others, and others don't look at him. They ignore each other and only focus on practicing.

But today is different.

Zhang Lingshan found that when he was practicing, many people's eyes turned to him from time to time, and he suddenly became the center of attention.

Fortunately, this situation only lasted for one day.

On the second day, everyone continued to do their own thing and had no intention of admiring Zhang Lingshan's practice.

However, his breakthrough made all the brothers become more diligent, and it seemed that everyone was stimulated.

This is not surprising.

Every time a fellow student in the hospital makes a breakthrough, others will be stimulated and feel that they will succeed as long as they work hard, so they are encouraged.

It’s just that this kind of motivation only lasts for a few days at most.

After the blood subsides, everything remains the same.

‘After ten days, the skin has indeed become thicker, but there is still a long way to go before dermabrasion. ’

Zhang Lingshan sighed secretly.

Only then did he realize the pain of ordinary people cultivating.

Because microdermabrasion is a water grinding process, unlike martial arts where you can add energy and cannot be achieved overnight.

Microdermabrasion requires constant rubbing of the skin with iron sand and repair with medicinal baths, thereby regenerating the skin.

Repeating this day and night is really tiring.

No wonder it’s called microdermabrasion.

The word "grind" is quite appropriate.

"Brother Da Zhuang, you have been here for a long time. How long does it usually take to practice this skin-grinding practice to succeed?"

On this day, Zhang Lingshan finally couldn't help but ask.

Song Dazhuang said: "Under normal circumstances, it takes three months. People with strong recovery ability can complete it in about a month. I think you are almost done, don't be anxious, it's better to do it than to do it."

"Then thank you, Brother Da Zhuang, for your good words."

Zhang Lingshan smiled.

He found that although Senior Brother Song Dazhuang was honest and honest, he looked a little clumsy and not very smart, he could always speak words of wisdom, and he was neither arrogant nor impetuous in his actions. Play slippery.

Among all the brothers Zhang Lingshan has met so far, the one he admires most is Song Dazhuang.

And Senior Brother Da Zhuang also takes great care of him.

Helped him answer many questions.

For example, this grinding leather is divided into cowhide, stone skin and copper skin, which is what Senior Brother Da Zhuang told him.

As for the level of the various skin-grinding brothers in the courtyard, even though Song Dazhuang didn't like to inquire about gossip, he still knew them all clearly.

Like Shi Lei, it is the stone skin layer, the middle layer.

The most powerful one is Senior Brother Zhu Wei, who is at the peak of bronze skin. It is said that he is about to break through the meat refining process. He usually does not appear in the martial arts hall and only appears occasionally.

There are several senior brothers like Zhu Wei who haven't been to the martial arts hall for a long time, including copper-skinned ones, stone-skinned ones, and even the most common cowhide ones.

I heard that they all have things to do outside, and the money they earn is much more cost-effective than coming to the martial arts gym for a meal, so there is no point in coming here to waste time.

Only when Sihe Soup is distributed every four days, some people will take advantage of their free time to come over.

"By the way, Brother Da Zhuang, you know what kind of jobs they do. I'm a little short of money recently, and I want to find a job that makes money."

Zhang Lingshan consulted.

Song Dazhuang said: "Are you very short of money? I have some spare money here that I can't use. If you need it urgently, take it and use it first."

As he spoke, he took out a fifty-tael silver note from his arms.

Zhang Lingshan couldn't help but be surprised and moved.

Senior Brother Da Zhuang usually doesn't show off his integrity, but he actually took out five taels of money and lent it to himself very generously, without even asking when he would pay it back.

With friends like this, what more can I ask for!

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