Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

"Younger brother, what kind of Kung Fu are you practicing? Why does it look so strange?"

Tang Wen was on the ground, striking a pose similar to yoga, not responding to his sister's words.

Tang Tang watched for a while and then ignored him.

Half an hour later, a hint of excitement appeared in Tang Wen's eyes.

Hunyuan Stance, breakthrough.

[Skill: Hunyuan Stance, Entry Level → Beginner (1/1000)]

Perhaps because his body was young and he worked hard enough, 15-year-old Tang Wen had a slight increase in his attribute values after this period of hard training.

Attribute values increased to:

[Physique: 7.5→7.55]

[Spirit: 8.08→8.1]

Although not much, it also proves that exercise still has some effect.

Of course, this increase is far less than the breakthrough of Hunyuan Stance.

[Physique: 7.55→8.05]

[Spirit: 8.1→8.6]

The two major attributes each increased by 0.5.

Don't underestimate the small numbers, you must know that with Tang Wen's current abnormal physique, it is extremely difficult to increase by 0.1.

Just in time, it was approaching noon, and Tang Wen came to the cafeteria early to start showing off his eating.

Tang Tang and Zhou Bing hadn't started eating yet, but he had already eaten two large basins of vegetables and a large basin of rice.

Then, patting his belly, he drank millet soup and said, "30% full."

Zhou Bing beckoned, and the maid brought a few more basins of food.

In less than half an hour, Tang Wen finished eating again.

The maids and the surrounding guards were surprised.

The former stepped forward and asked, "Will you prepare according to this amount of food in the future?"

"No, just bring half a basin more vegetables."

The maid stepped back, obviously relieved.

Watching Tang Wen eat this time, Tang Tang didn't feel bad at all, and felt that Tang Wen was eating too little, and it would be better to eat enough.

She has recently started practicing martial arts, and her appetite has increased significantly.

It is not a problem to eat half a basin of rice and vegetables by herself.

Touching her abdomen, Tang Tang strengthened her determination to continue practicing martial arts.

There is no way out, with the three people in the family having this appetite, the money she earns from selling Rou Jia Mo(肉夹馍: Chinese hamburger) may not be enough to eat!

Practice martial arts and become a guard!

Must be a guard!

Only by becoming a guard can you have free food!

In the heart of the young lady who has been shrouded in hunger for more than ten years, eating enough is more important than anything else.

In a blink of an eye, a week has passed.

Tang Wen's Iron Skin Skill and Traceless Step have successively broken through from entry level to mastery level.

[Iron Skin Skill, Mastery (31/1000)]

[Traceless Step, Mastery (7/1000)]

The mastery level is still very low, and it cannot increase much combat power.

Need more quenching and exercise.

"Do you think there is a more effective way to exercise?"

At the dinner table, hearing Tang Wen's words.

Zhang Lin, who was talking about something, was instantly stunned.

An Lei looked at Tang Wen with a bit of worship in her eyes: Look, An Lei! People with even better talent than you are working harder than you! Add more training! Must add more training!

Tang Tang glared at him: "How much faster do you want? Do you want to be beaten with iron bars?"

Zhou Bing quickly shook his head and comforted him: "Don't worry, exercise is not a matter of overnight."

Zhang Lin also quickly persuaded him.

The guards at the next few tables shook their heads and smiled bitterly when they heard Tang Wen's words.

"This freak!"

"Wait until the end of the month, when Old Xia conducts the end-of-month assessment, I don't know if Tang Wen and the others will participate."

"Definitely participate, Old Xia has always treated everyone equally."

"Then see you in the ring! Let's see what his strength is!"

"Yes, practicing martial arts is for killing people! Hard work alone is useless."

Hearing this, Zhou Bing gave them a cold look.

Several guards stopped talking and bowed their heads to eat.

In the afternoon, Tang Wen ran to ask Old Xia the same question.

The old general frowned. If an ordinary person came to ask, he would just scold him!

Practicing martial arts is a gradual process. Whether a punch is delivered with twenty years of skill or three to five years of skill will determine your life and death.

There is no shortcut, there is no effective or ineffective, just practice.

But Tang Wen came to ask, and he felt his gums hurt.

"Other Kung Fu can't be figured out, but for Traceless Step, if your body can handle it, you can wear heavy armor for training all day long!"

Integrate exercise into daily life?

"High! Old man, you are really high! Having an old man in the family is like having a treasure!"

Feeling that the method was feasible, Tang Wen sprinkled beautiful words from his mouth without spending money.

The wrinkles on the old general's face blossomed with a smile.

This kid Tang Wen is not only talented and hardworking, but also speaks so nicely!

Promising, worth cultivating!

Getting guidance, Tang Wen immediately did so. He borrowed Zhou Bing's name and received a larger inner armor of one hundred and twenty pounds.

Two sets of inner armor were worn together.

The two-hundred-pound weighted lead suit on the outside was also replaced with a heavier one!

Metal boots as usual.

Usually when not exercising, just wear it like this.

The most ⊥ new ⊥ small ⊥ say ⊥ in ⊥ six ⊥ 9 ⊥⊥ book ⊥⊥ bar ⊥⊥ first ⊥ hair!

So, next, except for bathing, sleeping, and practicing other Kung Fu, he even wore weights when eating.

The guards whispered.

"Captain, do you think Tang Wen is suddenly so desperate because he knows he is going to be selected as a leader?"

The captain's brows furrowed into a Chuan character: "Zhou Bing is headache enough, how come such a freak has emerged?"

This is an opportunity that I have been waiting for for a long time.

If you perform well, you may be able to directly become the commander of the outer city.

Want to?

Some thoughts flashed through his mind and were dismissed by himself.

General Xia can't tolerate sand in his eyes!

Besides, the camp may not have only lost one commander.

As guards who patrol and guard the dungeon every day, they are much better informed than Tang Wen and others.

Zhang Lin's father, Commander Zhang, although he has not appeared in the square since his arm was broken, some guards have still seen him.

When the guards were on duty, they learned from his conversation with General Xia.

After this war, he wanted to retire.

In this way, the position of commander of the outer city will be vacant.

According to the usual practice, it must be a martial arts selection.

After all, martial arts is the foundation of the camp's foothold in this land. As for daily official duties, a certain routine has long been formed, and naturally clerks will handle it.

Noon, cafeteria.

Tang Wen picked up a pair of chopsticks as long as his forearm and ate his meal.

There is no way, he is carrying too much weight, and the scale armor lead clothes are too thick, and his arms are difficult to bend.

I can only use longer chopsticks to make up for it.

"Squeak, crack!"

After protesting a few times, the stool suddenly shattered and fell to the ground.

Tang Wen took a step back, stabilized his body, and made a stance of squatting.

After a while, the maid brought a new stool.

Tang Wen was about to sit down when he suddenly had an idea and said, "No need, it's just right to practice horse stance."

"Ah?" The maid covered her lips, stunned for a few seconds, before retreating to the wall.

Today, the cafeteria is serving roasted mutton, some coated with honey, some smeared with salt, and some with red chili powder.

Take a bite, with scallions, that taste is amazing!

The guards came to the cafeteria early on purpose, and they are eating happily at this time.

Suddenly I heard Tang Wen's sentence "just right to practice horse stance."

Suddenly his face was complicated, and he looked at Tang Wen.

I saw this guy sitting at the door, wearing a lead coat that looked extremely heavy.

Pretending to be suspended in the air, his feet rooted, and he started to squat!

Damn!

This day can't be passed!

Can't you take a break?

You practice so hard and for so long, we are very anxious!

Watching Tang Wen pick up the mutton with chopsticks and chew it slowly.

They felt that the mutton in their hands was not fragrant.

They all remembered when Old Xia trained them recently, one bite at a time:

"Look at Tang Wen, you skinny dogs"

"Are you tired from this amount of training? Are you okay, little skinny dogs?"

"When to rest? When the Black Mountain ghost cuts off your head, you can rest however you want! Skinny dogs!"

"Skinny dogs, skinny dogs, skinny dogs..."

Being scolded as skinny dogs all day long, the guards' heads are getting bigger.

Fortunately, they don't know that "skinny dog" is the new term Tang Wen gave to Old Xia, otherwise, there might be a group fight in the cafeteria!

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