Chen Xiu's eyes narrowed, and the shocking scene of the senior fellow's punch flying away a large buffalo that weighed several hundred kilograms suddenly appeared in his mind, and he was eager to give it a try.
Ever since, Chen Xiu also wanted to try that senior brother's move, but he only restrained himself.
Immediately jumped off the river bank.
Then he walked quietly to the scalper.
The cattle were still eating water and grass leisurely, still not knowing what their cattle would go through the moment they gave birth.
But at this moment, Shen Xiu approached quietly, and then suddenly turned around!
Take advantage of scalpers not paying attention.
With lightning speed, the two hands grabbed each of the cattle's legs and lifted them up in an instant with a strong force.
The ox had no time to react and still had half of the grass in its mouth. The sudden change of scene made it a little confused. It opened its big eyes and looked at the blue sky at a loss.
Then he calmed down.
His limbs were upturned and he kicked randomly towards the sky. He looked horrified and screamed in terror. He was somewhat confused as to what was going on.
Chen Xiu, who was under the cow, only felt that his arms were a little heavy, but he could still hold on, so he held the big ox and walked forward a few steps before putting it down.
As soon as the scalper landed, he kicked his legs fiercely and ran away.
Then he stood far away, staring with two huge eyes, looking at the two-legged beast that raised it in horror and confusion.
It’s so scary, so scary!
Suddenly it remembered a good friend in childhood. Not long ago, he was just eating grass by the river, and then he was shot away.
The terrifying memory of that figure emerged, and Big Yellow Newton's legs trembled as he stood by the river, shivering.
It wants to run away from home, it wants to leave this river!
This can be regarded as a powerful force.
Ignoring the frightened big ox by the river, through this experiment, Chen Xiu understood the gulf-like gap between body training and muscle training.
It's not that he is weak, but that Senior Brother Lin Yuan is too strong.
Chen Xiu thought about it, he would still have to take more of that Monster Beast Boosting Decoction in the future. If it hadn't been for the last push of the Monster Beast Boosting Decoction, it would have been a few more days before he could enter the body-forging realm.
After the experiment, Shen Xiu returned to the hospital again.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Wang Si, who had just come out of the room, immediately focused his eyes on Shen Xiu and couldn't take his eyes away for a long time.
"Chen Xiu, something is wrong with you, something is very wrong with you."
Wang Si circled Shen Xiu twice, staring at him with his eyes and muttering to himself.
In just one afternoon, he suddenly felt that his roommate seemed to be a little different, but he couldn't tell what was different.
But Shen Xiu smiled and said nothing, but asked him, "How is your practice of White Tiger Fist going?"
The technique that Wang Si originally chose was White Tiger Fist. Shen Xiu tried to persuade him and analyzed the reasons, but Wang Si didn't listen and chose White Tiger Fist.
Upon hearing what Shen Xiu said, Wang Si's face turned pale.
"Stop talking, I feel a little regretful. Now I can't even use half of my power. If only I could learn the Dragon Subduing Tiger Technique from you later."
However, once the skill has been selected, it cannot be changed.
If you want to change, you have to become a formal disciple to have the chance.
In response, Shen Xiu could only pat him on the shoulder to express comfort.
The day's chores continue in the afternoon, and the most significant change in the improvement of my realm is that I no longer feel tired after doing these physically demanding tasks.
After working hard all afternoon, Shen Xiu still felt that he was able to do it with ease. This was probably the benefit of the physical training realm.
And with time.
The shortcomings gradually became apparent. After reaching the first level of physical training, Chen Xiu found that his appetite had doubled.
It turns out that the food distributed in the museum can sustain itself.
Now, the food allocated to the handyman disciples and his occasional meat meal were no longer enough. He saw the money accumulated in his pocket disappear visibly with the naked eye.
Chen Xiu also felt a little helpless about this. As a handyman disciple, he would naturally face the dilemma of lack of resources unless he became a formal disciple.
However, there are still two months left before the formal disciple examination.
In desperation, Shen Xiu could only relax his requirements and squeeze out more time to give guidance to others in order to get rewarded.
However, even these rewards are being targeted.
"Chen Xiu, I heard that Bi has mentored many registered disciples recently!"
One morning, Shen Xiu, who had just stepped into the kitchen carrying two wooden buckets, heard the annoying words of Manager Yu.
Manager Yu continued with a smile, "Well, Mr. Shen, do you know the rules of taking jobs at our Jinhong Martial Arts School? Even if you are a disciple of our martial arts school, the income from the work you take over must be shared with the martial arts school. Think about how much money you want to hand over to me."
Shen Xiu's expression remained unchanged, he thought for a moment and then said.
"Manager Yu, the task division stipulated in the library refers to the tasks accepted by the official disciples. It seems that there is no mention of the handyman disciples. It's not that I don't want to hand it over. However, there is no relevant explicit regulation in the library. How about you, Manager Yu? Go to the owner of the museum to add one? I will strictly abide by it when I see it."
Chen Xiu answered neither humble nor arrogantly, but Steward Yu's face became darker and darker, and he was extremely unhappy.
Let him ask the owner of the museum to add one. The owner of the museum, Yang Jinhong, was injured in a fight with the red fire thieves who were roaming nearby last year. He has been missing since he was recovering from his injuries.
Now that he has recovered from his injury, he has been in seclusion for several months in order to attack the Tibetan realm. Where can he find it? Even if he is not in seclusion, he would not dare to go because of this trivial matter.
Shen Xiu didn't want to look at the obstructive figure of Yu Guan, so he walked around and went to fetch water from the well.
Having stayed at Jinhong Martial Arts Hall for more than a year, Shen Xiu also had a rough understanding of the rules in the hall.
The division rules mentioned by Manager Yu are indeed true, but they only refer to those formal disciples.
Jinhong Martial Arts School is not a charity hall. After passing the examination and becoming a formal disciple, the handyman disciples will have a higher monthly salary, enough fish and meat, and medicinal soup for training.
There is no need to do complicated and trivial chores anymore, but you need to complete several tasks assigned by the martial arts gym every month.
The income from the completed tasks will be divided with the martial arts school Sanqi and the disciples of the martial arts school Qi.
Shen Xiu couldn't judge such rules, after all, most martial arts schools in this world were like this.
There are even worse ones.
And this is also a matter of mutual consent. You want the opportunity to learn martial arts, and the martial arts gym wants a lot of money. No one can criticize the other.
In the following life, Shen Xiu maintained this rhythm, practicing the technique of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger every day to exercise his body.
The first time he entered the body training, the first time he was tempered, and he still had a long way to go in the next two times, but after coaching a few more disciples besides Jian Shuhao, his pocket was finally not full.
Soon, a month later, the atmosphere in the martial arts hall suddenly became a little strange.
