"drink!"
"Bang!"
At noon, the deafening sound spread to every corner of Honglu Temple.
The huge copper bell trembled, and a deep fist mark was dented on the bell.
Zhang Yong and Dongfang Dan looked at Lin Xiaolu's fist in surprise.
His fists were wrapped in white cloth, but they were now stained red with blood.
"Shangxian Xiaolin's punching power has improved again!" Zhang Yong was amazed: "It's not an improvement in strength, but a more skillful use of various powers, and then an even greater power."
Dongfang Dan, who was holding the watermelon, was also dumbfounded and sighed with a trembling fat face:
"If Brother Lu hits me with this punch, I might die."
As soon as he finished speaking, a handsome young man walked out of the house, looked at Lin Xiaolu in the courtyard, and said to him.
"Dongfang Dan, I think you are not confident enough. You should eliminate the possibility."
"Chen Nianyun, why are you here?" Dongfang Dan handed him a piece of watermelon.
"The little deer made too much noise while practicing boxing, so I came out to take a look."
Chen Nianyun took the watermelon, sat on the small stool next to him and said while eating: "I think Xiaolu might be able to break the limits of traditional warriors."
"I think so too, but it would be great if Brother Lu could get some more opportunities." Dongfang Dan said.
To put it bluntly, he is not very optimistic about martial arts. After all, the upper limit of martial arts has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. So he felt that Brother Lu needed the kind of big opportunity that could change his destiny.
On the small stool, Chen Nianyun shook his head while eating watermelon. He looked at the eight-year-old boy in the hospital with more and more admiration in his eyes.
"People who practice martial arts disdain opportunities."
"But didn't Brother Lu drink tiger blood? Isn't that considered a chance?" Dongfang Dan asked.
"Tiger blood? What kind of opportunity is that?" Chen Nianyun said with a smile: "The thing itself is not a big secret. After all, there are so many monsters in the world. You and I can ask Master to kill a monster and then drink it." Beast blood, but do you dare to drink it?”
Oriental Egg:……
Well, what Chen Nianyun said makes sense. People must be self-aware. Dongfangdan knows very well that he is just a playful child now. He definitely does not dare to drink the blood of beasts. If he has the willpower to drink monster blood, The blood was probably gone on the spot.
Unlike Brother Lu, who is obviously the youngest, but has such strong willpower. He spends more time practicing martial arts every day than anyone else, and he never complains about being tired. Who among his peers can match this kind of perseverance?
Dongfang Dan was eating watermelon, spitting out watermelon seeds, and boasted: "A guy like Brother Lu deserves to be so awesome!"
Chen Nianyun also nodded in agreement:
"Lin Xiaolu works so hard, but if he can't become stronger, then it's because God is blind. And although it is said that cultivating immortals is about chance, people who practice martial arts don't pay attention to this. People who practice martial arts only believe in their own efforts and sweat. I guess Ah, from Xiaolu’s point of view, people who use opportunities to seek growth are similar in nature to being freeloaders.”
The two children were chatting quietly while eating watermelon.
In the next few days, Lin Xiaolu exercised like crazy every day. He was the first to get up every day, earlier than many of the guards. After running, doing horse stance, and doing push-ups, he went to bed. He started shaking his fist at the bell, and he kept swinging for a whole day, and he didn't stop until the sun went down.
And such hard training did make his punches more and more powerful. Gradually, a big hole was made in the bronze bell, and more than half of it deflated, which was simply astonishing.
In this way, in the midst of his non-stop hard training, the day finally came to recruit new disciples.
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"Let's set off tomorrow morning to recruit disciples at Taimiaokou!"
At night, in the bright lobby, Tang Xin smiled at the four children eating in front of him: "His Majesty the Emperor of Dai Viet Kingdom will send many imperial guards to help us. There will be a lot of people by then. You four little guys are not allowed to run around. , you must listen to senior sister, you know?"
"Know~"
The four children responded in unison.
Lin Xiaolu was alone dealing with a charcoal-roasted beef leg that was bigger than his head. He stuffed large chunks of beef into his mouth, then puffed up his face and said vaguely: "Rakshasa hag, let's recruit disciples, right?" Isn’t that why I don’t have time to exercise?”
"Yes."
Tang Xin smiled and said: "Recruiting a disciple usually takes about seven or eight days, and there is no time to practice."
"Wow!"
Dongfang Dan cheered loudly: "I'm the most bored with practicing, hahahaha, that's great~"
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu glared at Dongfang Dan and said depressedly: "I don't have time to exercise every day. If I stop for seven or eight days, I will regress."
"Pfft!"
As soon as the boy finished speaking, Yu Chuchu, who was drinking porridge, laughed out loud: "Lin Xiaolu, it's just like that if you learn martial arts and die. Do you still care about regressing?"
When Lin Xiaolu heard this, he glared at her, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Do you think you are awesome? Don't you want us to practice together? I can hit you with just one hand and you won't be able to get up. Believe it or not!"
Seeing Lin Xiaolu getting angry, Yu Chuchu suddenly turned pale and pouted, daring not to talk to this guy anymore.
Chen Nianyun on the side also felt that her words were a bit harsh. What does it mean to learn martial arts and die like that? These words made him feel that Yu Chuchu was laughing at his father.
At the wine table, Tang Xin continued to smile at the boy and said, "If you are afraid that you will regress, then you can keep crushing rocks on your chest and just practice your horizontal training spirit."
Lin Xiaolu was stunned when he heard it, and he didn't understand what it meant.
Tang Xin patiently explained to him: "When we were enrolling students, you were just exercising. You lay there and kept crushing rocks on your chest for a day. Isn't this also a kind of exercise?"
Lin Xiaolu:? ? ?
Damn, this Rakshasa hag is really clever.
Tang Xin continued: "At that time, I will arrange hundreds of bluestone slabs and hundreds of golden guns for you to exercise slowly, and then have the guards of the Royal Forest Army line up to help you swing sledgehammers and break boulders to ensure a good exercise effect."
Lin Xiaolu stopped talking, lowered his head, and continued to eat beef in silence. Well, this beef is so delicious.
For dinner, he ate a charcoal-grilled beef leg, three yellow croakers, twelve bowls of rice, and countless fruits and vegetables. Then he patted his belly with satisfaction and left the lobby unsteadily.
Just after eating, it was not advisable to exercise strenuously. Lin Xiaolu picked up two bricks, raised his arms level with his shoulders, and then set up a horse stance in the yard.
Step on horseback for half an hour to exercise the lower body and digest food.
Push-ups for half an hour, strength training.
Finally, he ran around Honglu Temple for half an hour.
This day's exercise is completely over.
After finishing the exercise, the boy stretched out his body alone in the spacious yard, cleaned himself up with dust-cleansing pills, and then prepared to go back to his room to rest. However, when he walked leisurely to the eaves, a crossbar in the eaves was blocked because of It became loose over time and fell down.
Lin Xiaolu reacted quickly, without thinking, he raised his hand and punched.
"Boom"
With a soft sound, the crossbar flew out and fell to the ground.
He didn't care, after all, it was just a small thing, so he didn't need to worry about it at all. He started to walk back into the house, but as soon as he lifted his feet, Lin Xiaolu suddenly felt that something was not right, and his body froze.
After a moment, he looked sharply at the knocked-away crossbar.
Under the bright moonlight, the crossbar lay quietly on the floor. Although it was broken a little, it was intact.
Lin Xiaolu looked at Hengmu, his little face suddenly filled with doubts.
My fist is so powerful, why can't I break this crossbar?
He stepped forward to pick up the crossbar, weighed it twice, then held it curiously in his hand and punched lightly.
Just a "click!" sound was heard, and the crossbar broke directly.
Then, he threw the remaining half of the crossbar into the air, and then punched it when it fell.
"Boom"
Just like before, the crossbar was only blown away, not broken or cracked.
Under the silent night, looking at the knocked-off crossbar, the eight-year-old boy's mind suddenly moved, as if he had thought of something.
