The special master of the beautiful president

Chapter 434 The Last Step

Qin Tian asked the four of Zhao Dahu to go to the grove to "surround and beat" him every night, insisting on practicing "skin pain".

But Zhao Dahu and others gradually got used to it from the unaccustomed on the first day to later.

It's a good job, to hit someone casually, and still get 1000 yuan, it's like a pie in the sky.

Therefore, Zhao Dahu and others became more and more cooperative and active. They would do what Qin Tian called, and they would fight wherever Qin Tian called.

After five days, Qin Tian's body was a little numb.

Every night after practicing "skin pain", he would go back to self-heal his injuries. In addition to using medicine to treat bruises on his body, he would also simply breathe and exhale to make his body adjust to the best state.

That's how it was. On the fifth day, Qin Tian felt that he had broken through to the realm of "skin pain" and entered the realm of "skeletal pain".

"Tomorrow you guys bring some guys, preferably some wooden sticks and steel pipes." That night, when Zhao Dahu and the others were about to leave the grove, Qin Tian ordered them.

"Brother, are you preparing to..." Zhao Dahu was confused.

"Punching and kicking can't satisfy me anymore, you use tools, and tomorrow you will hit me with wooden sticks and steel pipes." Qin Tian glanced at the four of them and said.

"..."

The four of Zhao Dahu all opened their mouths in shock, unable to close their mouths for a long time.

They looked at Qin Tian, ​​and the shock and admiration in their hearts were like the unceasing flow of a torrential river, like the flood of the Yellow River, out of control...

It's amazing, Brother Qin Tian, ​​it's amazing!

After beating him for so many days, not only did he have nothing to do, but he also said that punching and kicking couldn't satisfy him, and he needed tools...

Masochism!

The wildest and most extreme masochist in history!

Zhao Dahu took a deep breath, a little hard to believe that the person standing in front of him was alone.

"Why, do you have an opinion?" Qin Tian asked.

"No, no opinion."

Zhao Dahu shook his head like a rattle, "We'll bring guys here tomorrow, two wooden sticks, two steel pipes, I'm sure I'm satisfied, I'm sure I'll wait until I'm satisfied."

……

On the second night, Zhao Dahu and others really brought some guys over for business. These people were still a little awkward and embarrassed to start.

But under Qin Tian's urging, they still started their stick career.

Standing in the woods, Qin Tian recited the body tempering formula silently, while Zhao Dahu and the others took turns beating Qin Tian's back and chest violently with wooden sticks and steel pipes.

In this way, it took another week or so, and Qin Tian's second stage of "Bone Pain" had also been cultivated.

At this time, his body was already red and swollen, bruised and bruised. Before the first glance, his whole body was a bit horrible.

It was indeed horrible, but it wasn't very painful. Qin Tian healed his wounds every night, but it still took time for the marks on the surface to dissipate.

"I got my brothers, today is the last night, and I won't come here in the future."

On the last night, Qin Tian gave Zhao Dahu [-] each, and said with a smile, "Obviously you can rely on beating people to make a living, but you must rely on kidnapping, so don't have any thoughts about Murong Fei in the future, otherwise, I will beat you once I see you. "

Unexpectedly, this would be the end, Zhao Dahu and the others thought they would continue to "fight" in the future.

"Brother, dare not, dare not, we have seen your strength, and we will walk around when we see Mr. Fei in the future."

Zhao Dahu and the others left, while Qin Tian fell into sorrow on the road to the green bamboo forest.

During this period of time, in order to practice this body tempering skill, Qin Tian has been working hard every day.

In less than a month, I suffered the pain of the flesh and bones, and finally, the wounds of the viscera remained.

Qin Tian is going to rest for a few days to heal the skin injuries on his body before training his visceral injuries. After all, his current tendons are sealed and his body is not as strong as before. If something happens during the training of visceral injuries, That would be a tragedy.

"How do you train for this visceral injury... Sigh... This is really a problem..."

The problem now is that the pain of the flesh and bones is easy to say, just spend money to hire a few gangsters, add punches, kicks and sticks, and the daily training is over, and one day you will be able to reach the realm of successful cultivation.

But the injury to viscera is different. Ordinary gangsters can't reach this level at all. One punch can injure viscera. Except for those who practice martial arts, ordinary people can't reach it at all.

But where to find martial arts practitioners to cooperate with the practice?
Qin Tian was very troubled.

He originally wanted to go to Wolong Mountain to find Lin Yu and the others, but after thinking about it, if Lin Yu and the others beat him, those people would definitely not be willing. After several heavy meals, the effect of visceral injury was still ineffective.

Moreover, Qin Tian still planned to keep a low profile on this kind of cultivation. If everyone knew about it, it would be too embarrassing, especially if Tang Wan, a girl, knew about it, then she would definitely stop Qin Tian from cultivating.

"The injury to the viscera is mainly due to the fact that the opponent must be ruthless enough to shake my viscera with a single punch. Only in this way can I achieve the effect of training. If I find my own people, I will not be able to achieve this effect. If I go to hire someone, those people will probably also be injured. Afraid of killing people, I dare not use cruel hands, and most of my efforts will be in vain..."

Back in the room, Qin Tian took off his clothes and wiped his wound, thinking about the next stage of cultivation, he was a little helpless.

"Could it be that I can only beat myself up and torture myself?"

Qin Tian smiled wryly, Nima, there is no need to mess up so badly, right?

"Pig, your injury is so... ah!"

The door of Qin Tian's bedroom was pushed open suddenly, and then, Murong Fei's voice and person appeared at the door, before Qin Tian could react, Murong Fei had already yelled.

Qin Tian, ​​who was shirtless, was sitting beside his bed, looking at Murong Fei with shocked eyes, and was dumbfounded.

Going back to the room was very casual just now, I just closed the door casually, I didn't expect Murong Fei to come in.

Moreover, after coming in, there was a shocked expression! ?

"Why are you so surprised, you've seen my ass, and I scared you with my bare upper body?" Qin Tian said.

"You, you...your body, your injury..."

Murong Fei's eyes were shocked, and as she spoke, she walked to Qin Tian's side, seeing Qin Tian's "terrible" scars, she was very emotional, "Pig, what's wrong with you...who beat you up?" ? I thought your injury should be healed, why is it getting worse..."

While talking, Murong Fei was so excited that she was about to cry: "Whoever bullied you, you tell me, I'll go find him..."

(End of this chapter)