It was just dawn. Milor, who had gotten up early, opened the window and was shocked to see the scene in the yard.
I saw that Mo Bei was not only wearing heavy armor, but also had many heavy weapons tied to his body. It looked like he had looted someone's blacksmith shop overnight.
Grab, grab, grab. Even if you go to an open space for exchanging equipment with this kind of appearance, you will be looked at as a weirdo, and may even be regarded as a stinker, which will attract a lot of contempt.
Mo Bei was not planning to go shopping for equipment, but was holding a thick long stick with both hands, hanging between two wooden stakes, with his feet dangling in the air. His whole body was shaking like chaff, and the muscles on his face were twitching constantly. He even looked a little ferocious, which showed that this feeling was extremely unpleasant.
He had been hanging like this for more than half an hour, and at this time it felt like every second seemed like a year. All consciousness is concentrated on the hands, and if there is any slack, they will immediately fall off the long stick.
Before the crossing, he could only last for one minute and thirty seconds at most without any weight, and what he was holding at that time was a horizontal bar with a diameter of two centimeters that could be held with one hand.
What he was clasping tightly with his hands at this time was a long oak stick with a diameter of more than five centimeters that he and Farah had brought yesterday.
With the size of his hand, he couldn't fully snap it together, and the difficulty of grasping it was doubled.
Xi Xi Ding Ding Novels dingdingxiaoshuo.com Xi Xi. Finally, after a moment, a thread seemed to break in his consciousness, and there was a moment of blankness. Then he felt his feet landing. He didn't know when his hands were released, because at this time, his hands and forearms were There was no other feeling except the tearing pain.
"Mo Bei... what are you doing?" Milor asked softly when he saw that he had interrupted his training.
Mo Bei couldn't help but groaned, took another deep breath, then smiled and said:
"Wrist strength training, do you want to try it?"
His hands were shaking violently at this time, and whether he wanted to make a fist or open his palms, his fingers would only twitch slightly, out of control at all, and the tendons had already been injured.
This kind of suspension training seems simple, but it is extremely effective in exercising grip strength and willpower.
If it weren't for the resilience of career changers, this kind of intense training would definitely ruin their future. After injuring a tendon, ordinary people are likely to be left with sequelae of hand tremors and slow movements, and the recovery period is also very long.
Mo Bei didn't care about the injury. Under the influence of the purifying aura, he felt the pain in his hands gradually dissipated, stopped shaking, and soon regained his grip strength.
From early morning to now, he has completed four sets of such training. At this time, his fists are clenched and he does feel more powerful. However, most of this feeling actually comes from muscle tension, and the temporary contraction is more powerful. As for the increase in wrist strength, it will definitely not be so obvious.
Milor nodded, also quite curious about this kind of training. And wrist strength is also very important to her. It can not only speed up the firing speed of the twisted string penetrating arrow, but also enhance the control of the spear.
She took another long stick from Mo Bei, walked to the two wooden stakes, jumped lightly, and placed the long stick between the wooden stakes with a horizontal movement, steadying her body from shaking. Scholar Mo Bei Hanging himself up like this.
Four or five minutes later, even though she was not bearing any weight, her brows were already furrowed and her arms began to tremble. After about a quarter of an hour, he could no longer hold it up and fell down.
Her current panel strength is 60 points, and Mo Bei has reached 96 points with the talisman bonus in his inventory. There is a considerable gap in strength between the two, and the intensity they can withstand is naturally far inferior to Mo Bei's, but it does not prevent her from benefiting from this kind of training.
Milor looked at his uncontrollable hands and smiled bitterly:
"This... hurts too much..."
The pain of this kind of training was completely beyond her imagination. She never thought that stationary training would be so difficult.
Mo Bei covered her with a purifying halo, smiled and said:
"Let's go, have breakfast first."
He walked into the kitchen, took out a piece of dough that he had kneaded before, boiled water, took out a knife, and quickly cut out three bowls of noodles.
Grab a handful of bean sprouts that were pinched outside the city yesterday from the bowl of water on the side, blanch them together, put them into a bowl, add seasonings, and then pour some hot oil on them. There will be a sizzling sound, and the aroma will instantly whet your appetite. .
Add a few slices of cooked beef, and three bowls of delicious fried noodles are ready.
"It's time to eat~~" Mo Bei shouted upstairs.
There was a flash of lightning, and Perona appeared in front of the sea bowl that was bigger than her head. She sniffed, her eyes lit up, and she ran to the dining table with the sea bowl in her arms and sat down, swinging her legs and started eating.
In the early morning, before the heat has arrived, eating a bowl of fried noodles will not make you feel tired at all.
On the contrary, the spicy, sour and salty taste invigorates people and makes them feel more energetic.
The few seasonings in this bowl of noodles were also quite difficult to find. Mo Bei had to go all over the commercial district to find something similar to soy sauce and vinegar, but he was quite satisfied with the restoration of the taste.
The only fly in the ointment is the lack of green onions. Onion crops like cool weather and cannot tolerate heat, and require a lot of irrigation, so they cannot be grown in Lugaoyin. But when I think about the future where greenhouses are everywhere, don’t we need green onions and coriander?
Lugaoyin, the commercial city, may become a gourmet city in the future.
Milor and Perona also used chopsticks to eat noodles, and they used them very skillfully. This made Mo Bei feel more intimate, and it felt like a family sitting together to eat.
After the meal, Mo Bei went to hang in the yard again.
Lu Gaoyin's scorching sun usually had little effect on him, but now it made this training even more torturous. Every few breaths, beads of sweat dripped down his chin, as if it was timing him.
巘戅dingdingdingdingXiAOSH&#戅. With this kind of persistence, he also felt that every drop of sweat was growing, which was really painful and happy.
And every time he clasps the long stick again and hangs himself up, he has to overcome the strong rejection produced by the body's instinct and the fear of that kind of torture. The pain was no less than being burned by fire.
The hands are also like two thick pieces of iron. They are constantly being forged in this repetitive and monotonous torture, and the muscles and bones become stronger and stronger.
Mo Bei spent an extremely long ten days in this kind of training. . . .
At this time, his hands were like two pairs of iron pliers, firmly grasping the long oak stick. Not only does he have to fight against his own weight, but he also has to be wary of the pull that Perona's telekinesis has on him.
Once you feel the force of the downward pull, your hands will burst out with a huge force to grab the long stick to prevent it from falling. grab, grab, grab
The tightness even left faint fingerprints on the hard oak wood.
Milor was standing aside, sincerely admiring Mo Bei's perseverance.
On the third day, she could no longer bear the torture, and many reasons to avoid this training uncontrollably emerged in her heart.
For example, will this cruel training affect the stability of the hands and reduce the accuracy of archery and throwing? Or it could numb the touch of the fingers, making it impossible to accurately grasp the power feedback during attacks.
However, Mo Bei's hands had gone through hundreds of extreme trainings, and he didn't feel any side effects at all. In addition to becoming more powerful, the flexibility was still the same as before.
Ten days didn't seem to be long, but he overcame the thought of giving up countless times, and it even made him go crazy.
At this time, his eyes seemed to have changed slightly, and sometimes there was a flash of intimidating sharpness.
In his own opinion, the benefits of this kind of training in tempering his willpower are far greater than the increase in wrist strength.
After his hands recovered from the training injuries, Mo Bei pulled out a giant sword from the inventory, held the hilt with one hand, and swung it twice. He felt that the resistance was still too high and he could not move it freely.
The damage in the panel is less than one-third of the weapon's two-handed damage, and when a barbarian uses a two-handed sword with one hand, he can deal 60 to 70% of the damage. Without the support of the will of the world, the gap is still huge.
However, Mo Bei still felt ecstatic when he saw the damage value on the panel.
"It's hurt!"
Ten days ago, he was trembling even when he raised the tip of the sword with one hand, and the panel showed no damage at all.
At this moment, he was staring at the tip of the sword pointing steadily forward, but his heart was as excited as a stormy sea.
efficient!
This training really works!
It has only been ten days and I have already achieved so much. What if I continue to practice?
"Dong dong dong."
There was a sudden knock on the courtyard door. Mo Bei's eyes lit up and he ran to the courtyard door in two steps. When he opened it, he saw it was Trick.
"Am I disturbing you?" Trick caught the disappointed look in Mo Bei's eyes and asked half-jokingly.
"No, no! I've been waiting for you for several days! Aigis also said you would be back in two days. It's been almost half a month."
"I was shocked by your strength, so we worked hard to upgrade to level 27 before coming back." Trick showed a bright smile, and he was very happy to upgrade.
Who hits whom? . Your level is much higher than ours. . . Mo Bei sighed secretly and welcomed Trick in.
At the beginning, this young man seemed aloof and aloof, but as we got to know each other better, he was actually a very easy-to-get-together person, even a little shy. He didn't feel like he grew up in a bandit den. of.
"Why are you the only one, where are Winter and the others?" Mo Bei asked. Xi Xi Wanba Novel Network wanbar.net Xi Xi
"I'm sending you equipment for repair. Your house is quite luxurious. I saw it from all the way."
"Uh... Haha, Aigis has told you about that, right?"
"Well! So I came over to take a look first, in case you guys can't wait and leave first. We will come to find you tomorrow after picking up the equipment." Let's play.
