Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

The only things that reward every effort, besides studying in class and exercising when young, are pretty much just games.

But games don't give the same satisfaction as an experience panel.

Every drop of sweat, every minute of time, yields visible returns.

It's incredibly addictive!

Tang Wen was originally an ordinary person with a very weak will, spending every night scrolling through Douyin, unable to even control his own sleep schedule.

Now, he can actually resist the temptations of beauties like Liu Niang, Peach Blossom, and Cui Lian.

He concentrates on practicing his skills every day.

If someone had told him before that he could resist temptation, he wouldn't have believed it himself.

Inside the royal kitchen.

He poured a large bowl of braised pork into his food container, stirred it with a spoon, and devoured it rapidly.

Qian Dong frowned deeply: "Have you been starving for days?"

Tang Wen didn't have time to answer him: Braised pork gravy mixed with millet rice is irresistible!

He had been woken up by hunger this time.

[Body: 8.75 → 8.77; Spirit: 9.4 → 9.49]

Body increased by 0.02, better than nothing.

Spirit increased by 0.09, indicating tolerance.

It's like when ordinary people start exercising; the first workout is always the most tiring, but the body gradually adapts.

But Tang Wen would rather this tolerance come slower.

So that the attributes increase more times.

At the same time, the experience gained this time was also less than the first time.

[Visualization Martial Art: Mountain-Splitting Cannon Fist, Proficient (3901/6000)]

About two hundred or so.

"Seeing how hungry you are, Uncle will get this guy another bowl of noodles with extra minced meat!"

Qian Dong shouted, then sighed, "I don't know when this drought will end. It feels like going back to childhood! Even eating meat isn't enjoyable."

The surrounding guards nodded in agreement.

They were in their teens to twenties, but each had experienced hard times.

……

On the east side of the camp, the first waterwheel was installed.

The first waterwheel scooped water from the lake and poured it into a dug-out pool behind it.

The second waterwheel scooped water from the pool and poured it into the second pool… repeating this process to bring water from the large lake.

The lake water flowed along the dug lotus ponds and tilled fields.

The largest lotus pond belonged to Silver Wolf.

The Silver Wolf tribe would come here to drink water, and also bring their captive beasts and exotic beasts to drink.

The fields irrigated by the lake water should also yield abundant millet in the summer.

However, the Black Mountain Camp, scavengers, and exotic beasts could all pose a threat to these fields and the people working in them.

For food security, the camp had to continuously strengthen patrols and defenses in this area.

They even planned to mobilize a group of people to build a wall around the area, enclosing the land.

However, all of this had nothing to do with Tang Wen, who was diligently practicing his skills.

His outstanding performance in Five Families City had been spread by word of mouth among the guards in the camp.

Now everyone knew that the extra waterwheels and craftsmen in the camp were almost entirely due to Tang Wen's leadership.

His colleagues had become quite accepting of Tang Wen not working and hiding to practice his skills.

In fact, they felt that it should be this way.

In a flash, another seven days passed.

Tang Wen once again experienced the feeling of "selflessness."

……

Fifth Form: Dragon Emerges from Water, Sea Bed Shakes.

With a punch, even though it was less than ten centimeters away from the black human dummy.

Buzz!

As if the fist ejected invisible gas, shaking the black human dummy weighing a thousand pounds.

This feeling?

Is the fifth form about to break through?

Tang Wen was overjoyed. He remembered when he was competing in Five Families City not long ago.

The experience of the Mountain-Splitting Cannon Fist broke through three thousand points, allowing him to directly comprehend the seventh form, Eight-Armed Divine Fist.

Now that the experience is about to break through four thousand points, is he about to comprehend the fifth form?

"Hmm," mental power exhausted.

He groaned, reached out and pressed his temples, struggled to walk to the bed board he had prepared in advance, his body softened, and he pounced on the soft fur cushion, instantly entering a deep sleep.

[Body: 8.77 → 8.78; Spirit: 9.49 → 9.54]

[Visualization Martial Art: Mountain-Splitting Cannon Fist, Proficient (3901 → 4119/6000)]

After completely draining his physical and mental strength for the third time.

In the early morning, he woke up refreshed and saw that his basic attributes had increased.

Physical strength only increased by 0.01, and mental strength only increased by 0.05.

But that's not important.

What's important is that the current experience of the Mountain-Splitting Cannon Fist has broken through the four thousand mark, and there should be new insights into the fist technique, right?

This is the magical effect only available after the experience panel is upgraded.

Thinking this, he opened the cowhide paper he brought, grabbed a few pieces of jerky and stuffed them into his mouth.

He also picked up the metal kettle by the wall and gulped down a breath of herbal tea.

Having eaten and drunk enough, he stood up from the simple wooden bed and came to the black metal human dummy, visualizing and exerting force!

Tang Wen's fist stopped three inches in front of the black metal human dummy.

The fist wind swept up by the fist hit the metal human dummy.

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out.

The metal human dummy fell to the ground in response.

Although knocking down a thousand-pound metal pile is something.

But obviously, this is not the performance that "Dragon Emerges from Water, Sea Bed Shakes" should have.

The subtlety and difficulty of this move are still above the seventh form, "Eight-Armed Divine Fist".

And the greater the difficulty, the greater the power should be.

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Tang Wen carefully realized that there were indeed some insights in his mind, but not many.

Not enough for him to unleash the power of this fist technique!

He was a little unwilling, practicing "Dragon Emerges from Water, Sea Bed Shakes" hundreds of times in one breath, but still unable to grasp the method.

The difficulty of this move is so great that perhaps only a few generals and the Queen in the camp have learned it.

However, the characteristics of the Visualization Method martial art determine that it cannot be taught hand-in-hand.

After all, it involves mental visualization.

This thing cannot be taught.

Bang!

A punch flew the black human dummy away.

Tang Wen exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and stopped.

Thinking of the last time he broke through the seventh form, "Eight-Armed Divine Fist," in addition to the experience upgrade, it should also be because he had seen the Black Night Divine Fist—Night Battle in All Directions.

It seems that accumulation is not enough and cannot be forced.

However, as long as the experience value is piled up, this move will be learned sooner or later.

It's just a matter of time.

Just grind it!

Tang Wen's thoughts were clear, and he continued to temper himself.

Day after day passed.

The temperature is getting higher and higher.

This day, he returned to the practice courtyard from the royal kitchen after eating.

He saw that there was still a scratch on the wooden door at the entrance of the main room.

That was the mark he left when he measured his height the last time he came here to retreat.

He stood over there, leaned his back against the door, reached out and pressed his hair, and gently left a scratch on the wooden door with his fingernails.

Well, it's about three centimeters taller than last time.

Tang Wen frowned, still a long way from his target height.

It's not that he has an obsession with height, but his Zhou beauty is too tall.

Not only Zhou Bing, but also the Queen, Miss Zheng, and the women he had seen who had achieved some success in martial arts seemed to be quite tall.

My body is less than sixteen years old, shouldn't it stop growing?

It definitely won't, right?

"Gagaga"

After practicing for a few hours, the movement of the blood crow came from the door.

Tang Wen opened the door, the blood crow jumped in from the door, jumped on his shoulder, and chirped for a while.

"Are you saying that Old Crow is looking for me?"

"Gah!" The blood crow nodded its little head humanely.

"Okay! Go now?"

"Gagaga"

Tang Wen walked out of the underground quiet room, came to the main room of the yard, first took a shower and changed his clothes.

With his hair half-dried, he left the palace and walked towards Old Crow's yard in the inner city.

Looking at his back, several guards at the palace gate couldn't help but say: "It's been two months, right? I mean, Commander Tang Wen has been in the palace for retreat."

"Yes, but he seems to be tempering himself all day long!"

"Anyway, every time I pass by on patrol, I can hear the sound of martial arts in his yard."

"Me too!"

"But how is this possible?"

The tone was full of deep doubt.

As everyone knows, tempering cannot be excessive, otherwise it will only have the opposite effect.

Long-term physical fatigue will weaken the body, and the spirit will be exhausted.

Generally, warriors, even martial masters, only need to spend four or five hours tempering themselves.

Any more would be useless.

No one could answer their questions.

Tang Wen came to the front of Old Crow's yard, and from afar, he smelled a strong fishy smell!

It was the fishy smell of some kind of exotic beast.

This smell, Tang - Exotic Beast Killer of the Wilderness - Wen, had never smelled before.