After seven days in a row, Song Mu finally understood the extraordinary hardships of being a scholar. The literature class in the morning gathered classics from hundreds of schools, discussing the past and the present, and gaining extensive knowledge. The martial arts class in the afternoon was full of energy, using various methods to consume the body's literary power and squeeze the body.
Although a group of scholars have experienced literary tempering and are all considered to be physically strong, they are all very tired after practicing so frequently.
Even in the evening, not only did I have to write the day's homework, but I also had to seize the time to restore my literary skills. My whole body was sore these days, and I was both physically and mentally exhausted. It was much harder than studying hard in the cold window.
"Brother Jing Zhao, how are you pushing the stone? Maybe it's ten meters today?"
It was another afternoon. Kong Zong asked with a generous expression on his face, while Song Mu shook his head with a wry smile.
"It's not that easy, and I think Master Xiao may have used some tricks."
"Methods?" Kong Zong frowned, but the expression on his face was one of sudden realization, and he stared at Song Mu at the moment.
"That's right. Yesterday, Xue Kaiwen had obviously pushed the stone to the very end, but he couldn't move the last meter. I heard that he worked hard yesterday and ended up with a nosebleed."
When Song Mu heard such things, his face felt a little helpless. In fact, he also felt something was wrong yesterday.
My own power has obviously pushed the stone to the end, but just at the last one or two meters, a huge resistance suddenly comes, and the consumption of power increases, but the stone does not move at all.
That is definitely not a question of everyone's literary ability, but rather what method Master Xiao used to stop the stone from moving forward.
With just one method of raising people, the scholars will naturally not be able to achieve their goals, and then they will be forced to run in circles again.
After thinking about this, Song Mu completely understood Master Xiao's intention. He didn't want everyone to pass the level easily, but wanted to drain everyone's physical and literary strength again and again, so that everyone could rebuild their strength. Physical and solid writing skills.
This process must be extremely painful, but the effect is obviously very good.
At least Song Mu could feel that his literary power seemed to have consolidated a lot in the process of constant release and concentration.
So now Song Mu's idea is much simpler, just treat it as a daily training, but you can try to put your mind power into it and see if you can make new progress.
It seems that Song Mu has also been taking time to read Tao Fengming's experience in the past two days, and has made some progress in the use of telekinesis, but he has never found a chance to give it a try.
Thinking like this, everyone gathered at the martial arts field again, but now everyone had a somewhat sad look on their face, and they were very embarrassed from being tortured by the martial arts class every afternoon.
As usual, Master Xiao threw many sandbags in front of everyone, and then just raised his finger to indicate that everyone put on the sandbags and started running laps.
"You should reflect! The scholar I led two years ago successfully moved to ten meters in seven days. Today is the eighth day, but you haven't even touched the edge!"
Everyone had just sat down cross-legged, and Master Xiao was speaking to everyone while putting incense. His stern tone was completely cold. Everyone gritted their teeth after hearing this, but at this moment, they all made up their minds to achieve their goals today.
Song Mu also began to adjust his breathing slowly, slowly feeling the Wen Power according to the method of Wen Power's operation explained by Master Xiao in the past few days, and then silently induced the Wen Power to leave the body.
A slender thread floated out, clung to the stone weighing more than ten kilograms, and then slowly pushed it forward.
At this time, others also released their Wenli, and white silk threads slowly wrapped around the stones, pushing them forward quickly amid the white steam.
This time Song Mu was not in a hurry to push the stone, but when he released his literary power, he also released a piece of mental power.
However, this thought power did not go towards the stone, but began to feel the surroundings.
The difference between mental power and literary power is that it is more equivalent to human mental power. Although it is impossible for me to carry out a substantial attack now, I can still explore the surroundings or contact literary power to create a strange world. .
As for the literati at a higher level, their mental power will have more room to display, and they can even create swords and sword shadows out of thin air in foreign lands, killing people invisibly in an instant.
Song Mu didn't have so many abilities. At this moment, he could only let go of his mind power and wanted to take a closer look at what methods Master Xiao used.
Song Mu soon discovered the differences around him.
Perhaps it was the result of the hard training in the past few days. Today, everyone activated their Wenli very quickly for the first time, and each of them used their force very fiercely. In just a moment, more than a dozen people had already pushed their rocks five meters away. distance.
And Xue Kaiwen took the lead among them, and now he has reached the eight-meter position.
It was at this time that Song Mu suddenly felt a wave of fluctuations in Master Xiao's body, and then under the eyes of everyone, waves of waves seeped into the ground.
Song Mu suddenly realized that this was Master Xiao's method. His literary power burst out from his feet, and then silently ran into the ground, and appeared in front of everyone silently. Push the rocks underneath.
Master Xiao's literary power didn't even touch the literary power released by everyone. He just kept pulling on the stone underneath, and then consumed everyone's literary power.
With one person's strength, Master Xiao could easily cope with the literary power released by more than a dozen scholars at the same time. His cultivation level was truly terrifying.
Song Mu sighed lightly in his heart, but he continued to maintain the current state of literary power.
Soon the time for burning incense came and everyone had to get up and run around again. Kong Zong followed Song Mu quite angrily at this moment.
"What exactly is going on? Why does the consumption of literary energy in the body become so intense as soon as it reaches the end?"
After hearing this, Song Mu's eyes dropped slightly, and suddenly he came up with a plan. He slowly approached Kong Zong and spoke softly.
"Brother Zu Hai, listen to me..."
While the two were running, Kong Zong listened to Song Mu's statement. After a moment, he frowned and then asked softly.
"Is this okay?"
"It's possible, but this time we're competing with Master, so it's best if we have more people with us."
Kong Zong nodded and slowed down to follow what Zhang Yiqi was saying behind him. Song Mu quickened his pace and ran to the front to talk to Cui Keke. Several scholars next to him heard it. At this moment, everyone nodded one after another, with some eagerness in their eyes.
After all, they have been humiliated by Master every day these days, and everyone feels relieved.
So after running these ten laps, Song Mu had already contacted a dozen people. Everyone got ready and sat down at the meeting point again.
"A gentleman wants to be slow in speech, but quick in action. A gentleman seeks everything from himself, but don't forget that a gentleman is not inferior to others..." At this time, Master Han said a few Analects of Confucius, and then put it in front of everyone. A stick of incense.
"If we can't do it today, you all can sleep in the martial arts hall."
Master Xiao suddenly added this, and Song Mu and others looked at each other, smiled slightly, and entered a state of trance.
Not long after, everyone gathered their Wenli again in their bodies, and then drew out Wenli as usual.
Everyone's movements were no different from before. Master Xiao was also watching carefully at this moment. After a while, when he saw that these people were pushing the stone a little slower than before, Master Xiao's expression changed again. .
However, despite this, Master Xiao still drove Wenli into the ground, and then quietly waited for everyone to start taking action.
Suddenly, Master Xiao felt that the wisp of writing power under his feet had increased, and he felt that the writing power on the stone seemed to suddenly become very fierce.
So Master Xiao silently increased his intensity at that moment, but he did not expect that at that moment, the power of writing would increase tenfold. Master Xiao immediately responded with all his strength, ignoring several people's stones for a while.
So at that moment, Song Mu opened his eyes and shouted.
"It's now!"
After giving the order, I saw more than ten stones that seemed to have completely lost their resistance at that moment, and quickly crossed the finish line.
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