On the fourth day, after practicing in the morning, Tang Wen went home first.
Sweating profusely for four days, eating dried meat and drinking water was really not a good experience.
He took a bath at home and had a good sleep.
Carrying the birdcage and the blood crow, he came to the dining room of the palace.
This is where meals are cooked for the guards and the queen.
"Damn! Why are you everywhere?" No need to ask, it was Qian Dong who spoke again.
"Come and eat."
"How about you find someone to deliver some to the yard every day from now on?" Qian Dong said angrily.
"Good brother, it's settled."
Qian Dong: ...I am more than ten years older than you!
The problem of eating is solved.
Tang Wen returned to the yard and carried the fifth and final iron man stake into the underground secret room.
Bang bang bang.
After one round of explosion, the gun boxing experience remains unchanged.
He used his legs for another round.
Experience is still not gained.
Mastery (3000/3000)
Tang Wen's mood was still as calm as water, and he had a premonition in his heart.
Continue to exercise as before, constantly breaking out and tempering.
Sweat hit the ground.
There are large wet footprints in the secret room.
After half a day, Tang Wen walked out of the underground secret room.
Kaishan Paoquan experience has not increased at all.
Mastery (3000/3000)
His face was very calm. It was not that he stopped practicing, but that the last iron man was broken.
After lunch, he found Qian Dong.
"What's wrong? Didn't I bring you food?" Qian Dong frowned.
"No, the iron man post is broken."
Qian Dong frowned and waved his hand: "Hey! What do I care about? There are so many in the yard, you can just change to another one."
Tang Wen didn't say anything, just looked at him.
"Huh? What do you mean? Don't you have any spare ones in your yard?" When he said this, he suddenly raised his head, and as if he had reacted, his voice suddenly rose: "No way? Impossible! Five, I remember there are five in one yard. Five! Did you destroy them all?"
The way he looked at Tang Wen was like looking at a pervert.
The guards looked at each other, five, what five? What did Commander Tang Wen do?
Tang Wen touched his nose in embarrassment, feeling that he had misunderstood something: "Isn't that iron man post replaced every week? I thought you forgot, so I came here to remind you."
"Change once a week?"
Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, Qian Dong almost jumped up: "Half a year, half a year! The iron man stakes are replaced every six months! At most two or three, two or three will break at a time!"
Tang Wen nodded: "Understood, deal with special cases! Give me someone who can withstand the beating."
Qian Dong grabbed him and walked outside, muttering: "No, I have to see with my own eyes. You better not sell the iron man pile!"
When he saw the five iron ball stakes neatly arranged in the yard, he was stunned for a long time before he squeezed out three words through his teeth: "They are not human!"
Who can break a thick iron man stake in one day?
He, Qian Dong, couldn't break it even if he practiced for a month.
"No! What kind of weapon must your kid be using? A mace? A big hammer? Or something?"
Tang Wen was helpless: "I'm just stronger."
Qian Dong sneered and went down the stairs into the underground secret room. There was a clear view here. Not to mention heavy weapons such as big hammers, there were not even half a wooden stick.
"Abnormal! Not human!" Qian Dong cursed and left.
Before leaving, he didn't say a word to Tang Wen.
The latter shrugged, watched the guards carry the iron ball away, and went straight back to the house to sleep and regain his energy.
When I woke up, there was a black metal dummy in the yard.
After Tang Wen solved the physical problem, he stepped forward and dragged it away, preparing to enter the underground secret room.
Once you get started, there is no dragging.
Um?
A bit heavy.
I added three points of strength to my hand before lifting it down.
Can I just give you one?
Tang Wen's fist power exploded, and he tentatively punched the dummy in the face.
boom!
Not even a mark was left.
Tang Wen was delighted: This is a durable product!
The blows sounded rhythmically.
One day and two days passed.
Until Blood Raven almost learned to fly.
Finally, it was the morning of the third day when I put on the black dummy.
boom!
The fist brings strong wind and the air vibrates.
The dummy hit the wall for an unknown number of times.
The experience panel flashed slightly.
Pao Fist broke through.
Different from the past, this time, he did not use any fancy methods, and his "liver" was broken.
After the last panel upgrade, he had a hunch that the bottleneck no longer existed.
[Visual Martial Arts: Kaishan Cannon Fist, Master → Master (0/3000)]
In an instant, countless images appeared in Tang Wen's mind.
After a moment, he pulled the dummy stake back to the middle of the secret room.
Visualize, outline the picture, and become energetic.
He quickly raised his knees and Teng!
The black dummy weighing a thousand kilograms was like a puppet sitting on an explosive pressure tank. It collapsed straight up, its head suddenly hit the ceiling, and then bounced back down.
Tang Wen's eyes were filled with surprise and joy. He raised his elbow again and hit the black dummy in the chest, sending it flying away.
"Have you also broken through the realm of martial arts?"
What a great surprise.
He could already infuse the visualization power of Kaishan Paoquan into his knees and elbows.
Personal combat power soared again.
You know, just now, a minute ago, he could only use his hands, feet, and weapons to exert force.
According to the evaluation standards of martial arts masters.
At this time, Tang Wen took a big step towards becoming a first-class martial artist!
Looking at the mottled marks on the wall in the secret room.
He said with emotion: "It feels good when your hard work pays off. I owe my current strength to the experience panel!"
After the experience panel is upgraded.
He doesn't need to find a way to break through the skill bottleneck by himself.
As long as the liver goes down!
There will be gains.
How about Kaishan Paoquan?
Visualizing martial arts is hard enough!
But after four days of practice, I broke through the bottleneck naturally.
No need to understand at all.
It's just that the card has been stuck for a long time.
But compared to being unable to break through for a lifetime, what is being stuck for four days?
Um.
Tang Wen thought about it seriously - he could only be considered a genius!
In the secret room, it was quiet for a while.
Then, Tang Wen used his fists, kicks, elbows, and knees to continue abusing the black dummy.
Pao Fist has just broken through and needs to be consolidated.
After the training was over, he was entertaining Blood Crow in the yard in the evening.
Qian Dong suddenly came to tell him: "That crow old man is looking for you, do you want to go there?"
After breaking through with Cannon Fist, there is no need to practice hard for the time being.
Tang Wen said: "Okay, I may not come here recently. Keep the black dummy for me. That thing is very durable."
"Okay, okay, let's go quickly! It's really annoying to stay with you." Qian Dong curled his lips.
Tang Wen gave him a middle finger gesture and left with the bird cage.
"General, are you here?"
Entering Yalao's courtyard, General Zhao is also here.
"Well, I have tested these four and a half potions, and there is no problem. You can just take them and use them." After General Zhao finished speaking, he encouraged Tang Wen with a few words, and then led the others away.
When he walked away, Yao Lao groaned and said: "If you don't believe me, why do you want me to practice medicine?"
"There has to be a process of trust." Seeing the old man's displeasure, Tang Wen changed the subject: "What do you think of me, the Blood Crow?"
These days, apart from practicing boxing.
During his breaks and free time, he has been training Bloodraven.
He lightly shook his shoulders, and the blood crow flapped its wings and slid down on the stone table, tilting its head and staring at the old man.
Yao Lao also fell into memories. How long did it take him to put Blood Crow on his shoulders?
Three months or five months?
"It's just so-so." He curled his lips and said.
"It seems like you are not as good as you were back then."
Tang Wen asked him if he could take Blood Crow outside for training.
Yao Lao was even more annoyed: "It is a strange beast, not a little bird in your crotch. It was born to be in the wild!"
Tang Wen looked up speechlessly.
There was a black bird flying in the sky, about twenty centimeters long.
"Old man! Look."
"What are you looking at? I've never seen a cuckoo before."
Pointing to the sky, Tang Wen smiled shyly: "Let me briefly introduce my bird..."
The words stopped abruptly, and he turned around and went out.
Yao Lao was stunned for a long time before he realized: "Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible! This kid is boasting!"
