"Brother, what kind of kung fu are you practicing? Why do you look so weird?"
Tang Wen was on the ground, assuming a posture similar to yoga, and did not reply to his sister's words.
Tang Tang looked at him for a while and stopped caring about him.
Half an hour later, Tang Wen's eyes showed a hint of excitement.
The Hunyuan pile has broken through.
[Skill: Hunyuan Pile, entry → Beginner (1/1000)]
Perhaps because of his young body and hard work, 15-year-old Tang Wen's attribute values have increased slightly after this period of hard training.
The attribute value grows to:
【Body:7.5→7.55】
【Fine:8.08→8.1】
Although it's not much, it proves that exercise still has a little effect.
Of course, this growth is far less than the breakthrough of Hunyuan Zhuang.
【Body:7.55→8.05】
【Fine:8.08→8.6】
The two major attributes each increased by 0.5.
Don't look at the small value. You must know that with Tang Wen's current abnormal physique, it would be extremely difficult for him to increase by 0.1.
It just so happened that the time was approaching noon, Tang Wen came to the canteen early and started to show off his meal.
Before Tang Tang and Zhou Bing even moved their chopsticks, he had already eaten two large pots of vegetables and a large pot of rice.
Then he patted his belly, drank corn soup and said, "I'm three minutes full."
Zhou Bing waved and the maid brought several more bowls of food.
In less than half an hour, Tang Wen finished building it again.
The maids and surrounding guards were surprised.
The former stepped forward and asked: "Will you prepare this amount of food in the future?"
"That's not necessary, just half an extra pot of vegetables."
The maid stepped back, visibly relieved.
Watching Tang Wen eat for a while, Tang Tang didn't feel distressed at all. He also felt that Tang Wenxuan was missing and he had to eat enough.
She recently started practicing martial arts and her appetite has increased significantly.
Eating half a bowl of food alone is no problem.
Touching his lower abdomen, Tang Tang strengthened his determination to continue practicing martial arts.
There is no way out, even if the three people in the family have enough food to eat, the money they earn from selling meat buns may not be enough to feed them!
Practice martial arts and be a guard!
Must be a guard!
Only when you become a guard can you get free meals!
In the heart of a young lady who has been hungry for more than ten years, having enough food is a big deal.
In the blink of an eye, a week passed.
Tang Wen's hard qigong and traceless steps have successively broken through from entry level to master level.
[Hard Qigong, master (31/1000)]
[Traceless step, master (7/1000)]
The level of mastery is still very low, and it cannot increase the combat power.
Needs more tempering and exercise.
"Do you think there is a more effective way to exercise?"
At the dinner table, I heard Tang Wen's words.
Zhang Lin, who was talking about something, was stunned for a moment.
An Lei looked at Tang Wen with a bit of admiration in her eyes: Look at An Lei! People who are more talented than you work harder than you! Practice more! Must practice more!
Tang Tang glared at him: "How much faster? Should I beat you with an iron rod instead?"
Zhou Bing quickly shook his head and consoled him: "Don't worry, exercise doesn't happen overnight."
Zhang Lin also quickly persuaded.
The guards at the next tables shook their heads and smiled bitterly when they heard Tang Wen's words.
"What a pervert!"
"At the end of the month, Lao Xia will take the assessment at the end of the month. I don't know if Tang Wen and the others will participate."
"Definitely participate, Mr. Xia always treats everyone equally"
"Then see you in the ring! Let's see what his strength is like!"
"Yes, the purpose of practicing martial arts is to kill people! There is no point in just working hard."
Hearing this, Zhou Mingbing gave them a cold look.
The guards said nothing and lowered their heads to eat.
In the afternoon, Tang Wen ran to ask Mr. Xia the same question.
The old general frowned. If an ordinary person came to ask, he would just scold him and be done with it!
Martial arts training is a matter of time and effort. Whether a punch requires twenty years of skill or three to five years of skill will determine your life or death.
There are no shortcuts, nothing effective or ineffective, just practice.
But when Tang Wen came to ask, he felt pain in his teeth.
"It's hard to think about other kung fu, but Wuhenbu, if your body can hold it, you can train in heavy armor all day long!"
Incorporating exercise into your daily life?
"Tall! Old man, you are really tall! An old man in a family is like a treasure!"
Feeling that the method is feasible, the beautiful words from Tang Wen's mouth should be spread freely.
The creases on the old general's face blossomed into a smile.
This kid Tang Wen is not only talented and hardworking, but he also speaks so nicely!
There is a future and it is worth cultivating!
After receiving the instructions, Tang Wen immediately followed the instructions. In Zhou Bing's name, he received another one hundred and twenty kilograms of inner armor in a larger size.
Two sets of inner armor are worn together.
The two hundred kilograms of lead-bearing clothes outside were replaced with heavier ones!
Metal boots remain the same.
This is what I wear when I'm not exercising.
So, next, in addition to bathing, sleeping, practicing other kung fu, and even when eating, he wore weights.
The guards whispered.
"Captain, do you think Tang Wen suddenly worked so hard, did he know that he was going to select a leader?"
The captain's brows furrowed into a frown: "One Zhou Bing is enough to give me a headache, why does such a pervert appear again?"
This is the opportunity that I have been waiting for for a long time.
If you perform well, you might be able to directly become the commander of the outer city.
or?
Some thoughts flashed and were dismissed by himself.
General Xia can't get rid of the sand in his eyes!
Besides, the camp may not have lost only one leader.
As the guards who patrol the underground palace every day and are on night duty, they are much better informed than Tang Wen and others.
Although Zhang Lin's father, Commander Zhang, had lost his arm, although he had not appeared in the square, some of the guards still saw him.
When the imperial guard was standing guard, he learned from his conversation with General Xia.
After the war was over, he wanted to retire.
As a result, the position of leader of the outer city was vacant.
According to past practice, it must be selection by force.
After all, force is the basis for the camp to be based on this land. As for daily official duties, certain routines have long been formed, and naturally there are clerks to handle them.
Noon, cafeteria.
Tang Wen picked up a pair of chopsticks as long as his forearms and ate his food.
There was no way, he was carrying too much weight, and the lead scale armor was too thick, making it difficult to bend his arms.
You can only use longer chopsticks to make up for it.
"Squeak, click!"
After a few protests, the stool suddenly broke into pieces and fell to the ground.
Tang Wen took a step back, stabilized his body, and made a horse stance.
After a while, the maid brought a new stool.
Just as Tang Wen was about to sit on it, he suddenly felt something in his heart and said, "No need, I just want to practice the horse stance."
"Ah?" The maid covered her lips and was stunned for a few seconds before retreating to the wall.
Today, the canteen serves roasted lamb, some of which are coated with honey, some with salt, and some with red chili powder.
Take a bite and pair it with green onions, and the taste is unparalleled!
The guards came to the canteen deliberately early and were eating deliciously.
Suddenly I heard Tang Wen's words, "It's time to practice horse stance."
Suddenly their expressions were complicated, and they all looked at Tang Wen.
I saw this guy sitting at the door, wearing a lead suit that looked extremely heavy.
Stand in the air, take root under your feet, and take up your horse's steps!
Oh shit!
I can't live this day!
Can't you take a break?
You practice so hard and for such a long time, we are very anxious!
Watching Tang Wen pick up the mutton with chopsticks and chew it slowly.
They felt that the mutton in their hands no longer tasted good.
They all heard the words when Mr. Xia was training them recently, one by one:
"Look at Tang Wen, you little dogs"
"Are you tired with this amount of training? Can you do it, little thin dog?"
"When will you rest? When the Black Mountain Ghost chops off your head, you can rest however you want! Thin dog!"
"Thin dog, thin dog, thin dog..."
He was called a "little dog" all day long, and the guards were very upset.
Fortunately, they didn't know that "thin dog" was the new term given to Mr. Xia by Tang Wen. Otherwise, there would have been a group fight in the cafeteria!
