In the early morning, before dawn, Tang Wen stood in front of the hanging yellow paper again.
Last night, he dreamed about martial arts competitions and the Black Mountain Camp, which made him feel uneasy.
As his captain, if Zhou Bing wants to compete, should he go alone or with the entire team?
Tang Wen felt it must be the latter.
When middle school students fight in groups to steal their girlfriends, they all know to call in more people.
What's more, in a life-and-death struggle between forces, is it really possible to send a few people alone?
You must master the artillery boxing as soon as possible to improve your strength.
After breaking 100 pieces of yellow paper with his sister's unhappy expression, Tang Wen put on weight-bearing clothing, spread his legs slightly, and practiced the eight steps of Vajra Kung Fu.
After typing once, he looked at the panel:
[Eight Vajra Skills, Mastery (5213→5227/6000)]
The effect is good!
Practicing Vajra Gong recently has given me very little experience.
Tang Wen wondered if he could bear weight all over his body to increase the difficulty.
Now it seems that it is feasible.
He performed the eight Vajra exercises over and over again.
The sun is rising and the temperature is gradually rising.
He washed and wiped himself and came to the camp.
Have breakfast and practice the ground fire pile to become still.
Ordinary people have a lot of restrictions when practicing the Earth Fire Stake. A person like Zhou Bing can only meditate for a little more than half an hour every day.
If you continue to practice forcefully, your temples will ache, which can easily damage your spirit.
But Tang Wen was different. His mental strength was enough to sustain him for half a day.
At around ten o'clock in the morning, everyone in the hunting team, except Zhou Bing, came to the camp one after another to exercise.
"Xiao Tang, come help!"
It was Wu Tian. He was carrying a huge knife on one shoulder. He trembled every step of the way. It was obvious that the knife was extremely heavy.
Tang Wen quickly stepped forward, exerted his strength with both hands, and took a handful.
Wu Tian muttered: "I forgot to ask you to go with me. How about you, can you wield a 100-pound heavy knife?"
"Shall we spar?"
"What kind of sparring? This broken sword is heavy at the front and light at the back. Can you swing it and practice the sword technique completely?"
"Okay." Tang Wen took the knife and walked towards an open space.
He found that everyone was extremely motivated to exercise today.
After asking casually, Wu Tian looked at him in surprise: "The captain didn't tell you that there's another battle with the Black Mountain Ghost! Our captain has to die, and we have to follow him."
As expected, Tang Wen's heart sank slightly: "We don't need to compete with each other, is there still danger?"
"Danger? Haha, at least ten or eight people will die."
"Don't be nervous, there will be more disabled people. No, I mean, the other side will die more! We can make a one-for-two ratio."
"..."
Tang Wen said nothing again, holding the heavy knife and practicing hard.
[Breaking Wind Knife, Mastery (2717→2721/3000)]
It's up four points, which is not bad.
Mastery-level skills will basically not gain experience if you simply practice them once.
If he hadn't practiced swordsmanship with the people in the hunting team every day, it would have taken at least a year for the experience of breaking the wind sword to reach the level it is now.
Two hours later, Wu Tian rubbed his arms and went home.
If he keeps practicing, he won't be able to recover tomorrow.
Before leaving, he saw Tang Wen using flying rocks to attack the arrows shot by Li Mingming.
He couldn't help but cursed, "Perverted boy!"
After Liu Su finished practicing his spear, he looked at Tang Wen, who was full of energy, and left with the same curse.
One after another, everyone in the hunting team went home after training.
Only two archers were left, taking turns to practice "Flying Stone" with Tang Wen.
Buzz!
The bow was strung, and Tang Wen aimed at the white feather at the end of the arrow.
Whoosh!
Shot empty.
Eight times out of ten he missed.
The exercise efficiency is a bit low.
The initial speed of the arrow shot by the 60-pound strong bow is too fast.
What's more, the person who shoots the arrow chooses the direction randomly.
It doesn't matter if the difficulty is too high, just lower the difficulty.
Tang Wen discussed it with Li Mingming.
The latter took out a 30-pound short bow.
Buzz, the bowstring vibrated, and the arrow shot out.
Whoosh, bang!
The flying stone successfully hit the tail of the arrow, knocking it to the ground.
[Locust Stone, Mastery (2949→2951/3000)]
"good."
After 15 arrows, flying rocks hit 7 times.
The efficiency is good, and the experience has increased by 14 points.
Seeing that he was about to break through, Li Mingming rubbed his sore arms and said, "You are too perverted. Let's practice again tomorrow."
Tang Wen smiled and didn't force anything.
He looked at another archer, Li Yang.
Li Yang, who had also been practicing all morning, picked up the bow and arrow with a wry smile and practiced 20 arrows with Tang Wen.
Hit by flying rocks 9 times.
[Locust Stone, Mastery (2984/3000)]
A breakthrough was imminent, but Li Yang could no longer draw his bow.
The two archers left, and only Tang Wen was left in the training courtyard.
He simply closed the door and hung up the yellow paper and kraft paper.
Practice your fists with bang bang bang.
From afternoon to early evening, the panel gave no information.
Well, maybe I need to change my training method?
Tang Wen came to the cafeteria, ate a meat pie the size of a round table and one inch thick, burped, and left the camp.
On the way, he was picking his teeth and thinking, for a week in a row, it was meat pie at night.
The variety of food in the cafeteria is a bit limited.
Why don't you take some time to instruct the master chef on how to make some Roujiamo?
Sweet potatoes are also grown in the camp and vermicelli can be made.
Passing by the butcher's shop, the smell of blood came. The boss greeted me at the door and said that he had just killed a fat pig.
Tang Wen walked over, picked out fifty kilograms of pork belly, and bought fifty kilograms of white fat meat. He put them into a sack and walked home leisurely.
"I usually eat alone at home, why do I buy so much meat?"
Tang Tang looked at his younger brother like a prodigal: I eat at home by myself, you don't know how much I save. Just eat a combination of meat and vegetables and you'll be satisfied.
Tang Wen smiled and said, "Sister, I want you to try making a snack."
The young lady squinted her big eyes and became alert: "Snacks? What snacks? Didn't you eat enough in the cafeteria?"
"Well, sister, although we have some money on hand, if we want to move to the inner city, and you need to get a martial arts school, the money will definitely not be enough. We lack a stable source of income. Why not make snacks and sell them, say Maybe I can make some money.”
"Making money? You mean making chestnuts? Can I make money too?" Tang Tang's eyes lit up.
"It should work."
Tang Tang automatically ignored the word "should", pulled his brother and said eagerly: "Tell me, how to make money?"
Tang Wen briefly told his sister how to make Roujiamo and vermicelli.
There is nothing difficult about meat buns.
The difficulty with vermicelli is alum, but it is available in inner-city pharmacies and is not expensive.
He knows how to make vermicelli. When he was a child in his hometown, he saw his neighbors making vermicelli using traditional methods. The raw material used was sweet potatoes.
Tang Tang wrote down every step in detail.
When recording the alum, she was self-taught and concluded: "Buy more alum at a time and use it slowly. I hope the vermicelli will be delicious."
She is very motivated.
Three days passed in a flash.
In the camp, in the training academy.
Tang Wen frowned as he looked at the information about [Locust Stone, Mastery (3000/3000)].
The locust stone has been stuck for two days.
No matter how hard I practice, there is no breakthrough.
Li Mingming looked at him and smiled: "You kid, don't be dissatisfied. With your locust stone and your strength, you can still do a lot of damage even if you face an opponent in full iron armor. Why are you not satisfied?"
Tang Wen shook his head and smiled bitterly.
He practiced diligently every day. Li Mingming felt very good about him and continued to persuade him: "Okay, you kid, take a break and come and see my unique skills."
"Trick?"
Tang Wen became interested. After all, he also practiced archery.
Li Mingming drew out three arrows, buzzing, the bowstring trembled, and three arrows shot in a row!
The three arrows hit the target almost in no particular order.
"good!"
"sharp!"
Everyone clapped and praised, and Li Yang also cast envious glances.
Also as an archer, he can only fire two arrows in a row.
Tang Wen thought: Bows and arrows can be fired continuously, so can locust stones!
At this time, he saw Li Mingming pull out a spiral arrow, and the arrow shot out with a shrill whistle. With a sneer, under the force of the spiral, a big hole was shot out of the half-foot-thick wooden target covered with iron.
"Spiral arrow?" Tang Wen's eyes flashed.
