Super Shinto

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Bang!

With a muffled sound, Bai Ziyue immediately felt an incomparably hot force rushing from his shoulder.

This force seemed to have a powerful destructive power, destroying his body wantonly.

He tried his best not to groan, as if it had been a long time, as if it was just a moment, this force finally dissipated, and trembled with a unique pattern.

"This should be the magical effect of the power movement of the meditation pile."

Bai Ziyue was secretly excited, sensing the regularity of this vibration carefully, and following this regularity, he constantly adjusted his standing posture.

One tremor, two tremors, three tremors...

The strength gradually weakened, and Bai Ziyue felt extremely regretful in his heart, and then quickly pulled himself together, familiar with that feeling, and mobilized the blood in his body to rotate according to the law.

It took an unknown amount of time before Bai Ziyue heaved a sigh of relief and opened his eyes.

Almost impatient, he looked at his attribute panel.

Name: Bai Ziyue

Strength: 0.51 (not upgradable)

Speed: 0.51 (cannot be improved)

Constitution: 0.52 (cannot be improved)

Martial Arts: Meditation Stake

Soul energy: 795

"Martial arts is finally not blank."

Bai Ziyue was overjoyed.

Although he has not been able to get started yet, he sees the hope of rapid improvement.

Because from the attribute panel, he can easily judge that if he has mastered the meditation pile, he will definitely be able to use the soul energy to raise it to a small success or even a higher level.

Moreover, he just started practicing, and his strength, speed, and physique have all been improved to a certain extent.

It is obvious that the non-upgrade on the attribute panel is just a limit of growth, but martial arts can break through this limit.

"Next, you go to practice on your own, and if you can stand still when you stand still, sweating profusely and forming water droplets, you can be regarded as the entry into the meditation stand.

If you do it within ten days, you can be directly promoted to inner disciples, if you do it within 30 days, you will retain your status as outer apprentices, stay in the branch, and continue to practice martial arts.

The gang will also spend a lot of resources to train you. When the five-year period expires, you can become an official gang disciple. Not only will you have a monthly allowance, but you will also have many tasks to earn extra money.

However, if within 30 days, if you haven't mastered the meditation pile, then honestly go to Qian Ming's report and become a chore apprentice.

When did the meditation pile become small, and when would I have the opportunity to return to the branch and learn other martial arts. "

Seeing that everyone was awake, Hong Gang gave a routine order, stretched his hand behind his back again, and left straight away.

"Ziyue, how do you feel? I'm in so much pain here."

It wasn't until Hong Gang left that Zhang Guoyi dared to come closer, pointed at his shoulder and said with a mournful face.

His clothes were the same as Bai Ziyue's, they were coarse linen, and they were broken when Hong Gang slapped him with force.

Through the holes in his clothes, Bai Ziyue could clearly see that the opponent's shoulders were already bruised and purple.

"Fortunately, you can hold back."

The corner of Bai Ziyue's mouth twitched. His condition was not much better than Zhang Guoyi's. Perhaps it was because of his whiter and tenderer skin. The exposed place where he was slapped was not only a large area of bruises, but also some blood overflowed, which was very scary.

However, he also knew that this was not Hong Gang's intentional targeting of them. Although the transmission of strength through the air was painful and caused great harm to their bodies, it could allow them to enter the meditation pile faster and make their own judgments between gains and losses.

Chapter 10 "Picture and Text Explanation"

Breakfast is just a bowl of porridge and a few pickles.

The two of them were full of water and couldn't wait to continue practicing meditation, hoping to get started as soon as possible.

It's just that the pain on their shoulders seems to be exploding now, it's so painful that they can't even raise their arms, they couldn't bear it anymore, so they had to ask Mr. Qian for instructions, and finally they were allowed to leave the Lieyang Gang branch, Go to the nearby medical center to buy medicine.

North Street is as bustling as ever.

Xixi's murmured stream of people kept coming in and out of the shops on both sides, rich sons, rich ladies, and knight-errants wandered among them.

Both Bai Ziyue and Zhang Guoyi seemed to be out of place in their coarse linen clothes.

They try to stay on the edge of the road and avoid other pedestrians.

During the period, there were naturally medical clinics, but the medical clinics that could be opened on North Street, even the most basic pharmacy, the price was not affordable for them.

So, after almost walking out of North Street, the two found a small medical clinic in a remote alley.

There were no other patients in the medical hall at this time. A middle-aged doctor was sitting inside, holding a book, reading leisurely. Not far away was a drug boy, carefully and seriously grinding some medicine.

"Doctor, we..."

Bai Ziyue and Zhang Guoyi stepped in with some trepidation.

Money is a man's guts, and Bai Ziyue felt a little uneasy with the three coins his mother gave him in his arms.

"Those who are hurt by passing on strength, boy, give them those two black paper plasters."

The doctor just glanced at the two of them and made a judgment directly.

The medicine boy quickly put down the grinding rod in his hand, and took out two black ointments wrapped in paper from a grid.

"how much is it?"

Bai Ziyue hurriedly asked.

"Two, thirty wen. The swelling can go away after a day of sticking it on, and it can be recovered in two to three days."

The medicine boy said skillfully.

"Give you the money."

Bai Ziyue breathed a sigh of relief. Thirty Wen is not expensive, and it is within his tolerance.