Marvel's Strongest Immortal

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On Zhengyang Street, a young man in a short coat bent down, breathing heavily. Big beads of sweat kept dripping, and soon a puddle of water stains formed on the ground.

"Has it finally subsided?" The young man covered the violent sun in the sky with his hands and said to himself with difficulty.

The young man is Yang Xiao. He has been tortured by the special dishes of Juxianglou. It has been more than an hour since he finished the run, which is at least 10 kilometers. For a small body like his, it is simply a miracle. .

The heat in his body finally subsided, and Yang Xiao's whole body was soaked, but then he was surprised to find that he did not suffer from collapse after strenuous exercise, but...

"This is the feeling of power... It's incredible!" Yang Xiao clenched his fist in disbelief, and then punched it out!

The sound of rushing wind sounded, and his fists were full of power and speed. He tried to bounce a little, but his legs were not sore at all, and his chest and lungs did not have the tiredness and bursting feeling after a normal long-distance running.

In order to test his physical function, he chose one of the most common physical exercises in modern times-push-ups.

When he came to a dark alley, he dropped the package, spread his legs naturally, and placed his hands at shoulder level, firmly pressing them on the green brick ground.

With your waist straight, your body floats down and up, and each standard push-up is performed at a constant frequency.

Ten...twenty...thirty...fifty...one hundred!

Yang Xiao stood up with his hands closed, his heart filled with ecstasy. He actually managed to do a hundred push-ups!

Throwing his arms, there was only a slight soreness and numbness, but the surging power in his body was not exhausted at all. He felt that he could still do a hundred more! Even two hundred!

What is this concept? Before this, Yang Xiao's body could only do thirty at most, which was the limit, but now he can easily do a hundred!

This level is at least that of a veteran who has been training all year round in the army, and his physical fitness has more than doubled than before!

Next, he came to a rice store and asked how much a sack of rice weighed. He picked up one bag with one hand, one on the left and the other on the right. He only felt slightly strenuous, so he added two more bags for a total of 50 kilograms. Only then did he feel a little strenuous. Yang Xiao gritted his teeth and asked the rice store clerk to add two more bags, weighing 200 kilograms, on his shoulders!

Yang Xiao took a step forward, walked ten steps before stopping, and then left the rice bag on the ground.

The shopkeeper of the rice store was frightened and asked: "Young hero, do you want to buy rice?"

Yang Xiao opened his mouth, showing his white teeth, and threw out a piece of silver: "Shopkeeper, I don't buy rice, I just carry it for fun."

After saying that, he turned around and left, his heart filled with great joy and pride. For a moment, the young man was in high spirits, leaving the rice shop owner with an unpredictable figure.

After eating a meal and running once, my physical fitness doubled!

Who would believe it, but it is the fact.

Yang Xiao fell in love with this fairy world more and more. So, if he eats monster food a few more times, wouldn't he become a fairy?

With happy steps and endless longing for the future, he arrived at the gate of Zhenyuan Escort Bureau.

Two huge stone lions stand on the left and right. There is an iron-wood plaque on the five-meter-high door beam, and four large gold-inlaid characters with iron hooks and silver strokes - Zhenyuan Escort Agency!

The momentum is powerful, and a kind of panic and righteousness is oppressed, which makes the young people shudder.

Yang Xiao quietly put away his pride and arrogance, and informed the two gun-wielding escorts at the door of his purpose, and was led in directly by one of them.

There are no rockeries, flowing water or pavilions like ordinary ancient mansions inside the Escort Bureau. There are only four characters: Zhong, Zheng, Ping and Da.

Entering the door is a square martial arts field, about 20 meters in length and width, which is equivalent to the size of two basketball courts.

&nbbsp;Dozens of men in gray clothes are practicing weapons under the guidance of a man in blue clothes. Most of them use spears, but there are also a few who use swords and knives. There is endless shouting.

Weapon racks are placed on both sides of the martial arts arena, with a wide variety of swords, guns and sticks.

Behind the martial arts arena is a tall main building, three stories high. The decoration is not exaggerated, only blue bricks and gray tiles, but the layout is grand. There is an evergreen pine on each side of the front of the hall, which seems to symbolize a strong and unyielding spirit.

There is a large area behind the main building, with bamboos looming in it, which seems to be a back garden or something.

Yang Xiao secretly praised in his heart that from the architectural style, we can see some of the character traits of the owner of this house. He must be a well-known hero. He followed the escort around the martial arts field and came to a side room.

There are several desks inside, with white rice paper and portraits of faces on them.

An old man with a long beard who looked like an old scholar sat with his legs crossed behind the desk, and there were several young martial arts masters beside him.

"Newcomers, please write down your name, age, family background, address, and martial arts skills, and then sit down on that stool." A burly young martial artist threw a book over and said casually.

Yang Xiao picked up the brush on the table and wrote down his message, Yang Xiao, 17 years old. Then write orphans in the family column, and write none in the martial arts column.

"Another older young man with zero basic knowledge. I really don't know what you are doing here. Is it fun?" The burly martial artist casually glanced at Yang Xiao's message, frowned and whispered.

When Yang Xiao heard this, his heart tightened, thinking that his conditions were not up to par, but the thin martial artist on the other side said: "What are you doing standing still? Come over here and sit down for the portrait."

After he sat down on the stool, the thin martial artist picked up a brush and began to draw a portrait of him. This man's art skills were not weak. In just a few dozen seconds, he copied a portrait that was at least 80-90% similar to Yang Xiao himself.

"Okay, come over here and let Mr. Zhang give you a skeleton." The portrait martial artist threw Yang Xiao's portrait into the pile of portraits, and then reminded him to sit down in front of the old scholar.

Yang Xiao went over and sat down obediently. The old guy squinted his eyes and seemed to be awake. He squeezed his hand bones and head impatiently, and then nodded to the burly martial artist.

"You can leave. Report to the Escort Bureau at 10 o'clock tomorrow and start the new recruit assessment." The burly martial artist said casually, then lay down on the chair and closed his eyes.

Yang Xiao also wanted to ask about the precautions for tomorrow's assessment, but when he saw the people in the room, none of them had a good look on his face, his heart suddenly became blocked, and he didn't bother to ask, so he let go.

After leaving the escort agency, he was still a little worried. It seemed that he was not even a hair in the eyes of others, so this assessment was probably a bit unreliable.

Reminiscent of the conversation between the group at Juxianglou at noon, it seems that the quota has been predetermined. Damn, there is really a shady story everywhere!

Forget it, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. Let's try it tomorrow morning. If it doesn't work, forget it. If you don't want to stay here, you will have a place to stay.

He still doesn't believe it. Apart from Zhenyuan Escort Agency, there is no other place to learn martial arts?

Yang Xiao came to Juxiang Building again, booked a guest room, and then started exercising in the room, doing push-ups, sit-ups, weight-bearing squats...

There is a saying that goes well: Only by enduring hardship can one become a master. If you want to learn martial arts, your body and bones must be strong. Although his physical fitness has improved greatly now, it is still not as good as the martial artists in this world. I don’t know what the test will be tomorrow, but as an escort, his physical fitness must be Basically, if you can work hard, just work hard. Anyway, idle time is idle.

It wasn't until the sun set that he stopped exhausted. The wooden floor of the room was covered with his sweat.

Feeling hungry again, Yang Xiao went down to the lobby on the first floor and once again ordered two monster dishes, along with a large bowl of rice, and ate them all with great pleasure. Then he went out and had another meal, followed by Crazy training.

That night, Yang Xiao struggled until the moon was high in the sky before he fell asleep leisurely. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.