Doom: Liver experience from hunting

Chapter 105 The liver is over!

Every effort is rewarded. Except for the classroom study and exercise when I was a teenager, there are almost only games left.

But the game, how can the experience panel be so cool.

Every drop of sweat and every minute of time pays off.

This kind of thing is simply too addictive!
Tang Wen was originally an ordinary person with very weak willpower, who used vibrato every night, and couldn't even control his sleep time.

Now he can actually resist the temptation of Liu Niang, Tao Hua, Cuilian and others.

Concentrate on practicing exercises every day.

If someone had told him before that he could resist temptation, he himself would not have believed it.

Inside the palace dining room.

He poured a bowl of braised pork into the rice bowl, and after stirring it with a spoon, it flew up dazzlingly.

Qian Dong frowned deeply: "How many days have you been hungry?"

Tang Wen didn't have time to answer him: braised gravy mixed with corn and rice, whoever eats it will win!

This time he woke up from hunger.

【Body: 8.75→8.77; Essence: 9.4→9.49】

Physical fitness increased by 0.02, better than nothing.

Spirit increased by 0.09, which is tolerable.

Just like ordinary people who exercise their bodies at the beginning, the first exercise is always the most tiring, and it will be fine after the body adapts slowly.

But Tang Wen would rather take this tolerance a little longer.

So that the attributes can be increased several times.

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

[Visualization of Martial Arts: Kaishan Paoquan, Mastery (3901/6000)]

There are probably more than 200.

"Look how hungry you are, uncle will give this guy another bowl of noodles with more minced meat!"

Qian Dong yelled, and then sighed: "I don't know when this drought will pass, I feel like I'm a child again! Eating meat is not fun."

The surrounding guards nodded in agreement.

The younger ones were in their teens, and the older ones were in their [-]s and [-]s, but each of them lived a hard life.

……

On the east side of the camp, the first drainage vehicle has been installed.

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

The second waterwheel scoops water from the pool and dumps it in the second pool... and so on and so on, to get water from the big lake.

The lake water flows along some dug lotus ponds and plowed fields.

Among them, the largest lotus pond belongs to Silver Wolf.

The silver wolf group will come here to drink water, and they will also drive their captive wild animals and exotic animals to drink water together.

And the fields irrigated by the lake water should also be able to produce a lot of corn in midsummer.

But regardless of the Black Mountain camp, scavengers, or strange beasts, they may all pose a threat to this field and the people who work in the field.

For the sake of food security, the camp had no choice but to continuously strengthen patrols and guards in this area.

They even plan to mobilize a group of people to build a wall here to enclose the land.

However, all of this had nothing to do with Tang Wen who practiced hard.

His outstanding performance in Wujia City was passed on by word of mouth among the guards in the camp.

Now everyone knows that the extra waterwheels and craftsmen outside the camp are almost all thanks to the leadership of Tang Wen.

Colleagues have already accepted the fact that Tang Wen didn't work and went into hiding to practice kung fu.

Even, they think it should be so.

In a flash, another seven days passed.

Tang Wen once again experienced the feeling of "self-forgetfulness".

……

The fifth type: dragon emerges from the water, and the bottom of the sea shakes.

With a punch, it was obviously less than ten centimeters away from the black human stake.

hum!
It was as if invisible gas was ejected from the fist, shaking the black human pile weighing a thousand catties.

This feeling?

Is the fifth form about to break through?

Tang Wen was overjoyed, he remembered not long ago, when he was competing in Wujia City.

The experience of Kaishan Paoquan broke through [-] points, allowing him to directly comprehend the seventh form of Kaishan Paoquan, the Eight-Armed Divine Fist.

Now, experience is about to break through to [-] points, is it time to comprehend the fifth form?
"Yeah", my mental strength was exhausted.

With a muffled snort, he stretched out his hands to press his temples, and struggled to walk to the side of the bed that he had made in advance. His body softened, and he threw himself on the soft fur cushion, falling into a deep sleep instantly.

【Body: 8.77→8.78; Essence: 9.49→9.54】

[Visualization of Martial Arts: Kaishan Paoquan, Mastery (3901→4119/6000)]

After the third time, I completely drained my physical strength and spirit.

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

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

But this is not important.

The important thing is, the current experience of Kaishan Paoquan has broken through the [-] mark, so there should be new insights into boxing, right?

This is the magical effect only after the upgrade of the experience panel.

He thought, opened the kraft paper he brought, grabbed a few pieces of dried meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Picking up the metal kettle by the wall again, he poured some herbal tea into his belly.

After eating and drinking enough, he stood up from the simple wooden bed, came to the black metal man pile, and visualized to exert force!

Tang Wen's fist stopped three inches from the front of the black metal man pile.

The strong wind from the fist hit the metal dummy.

when!
The sound of golden iron symphony sounded.

The metal dummy fell to the ground.

Although knocking down a heavy metal pile is still something.

But obviously, this is not the proper performance of "a dragon coming out of the water and an earthquake under the sea".

The subtlety and difficulty of this move is even higher than the seventh "Eight-armed Divine Fist".

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

Tang Wen realized it carefully, and he did have some insights in his mind, but not many.

Not enough for him to display the power of this boxing technique!
He was a little unwilling, and practiced "the dragon emerges from the water, the bottom of the sea shakes" hundreds of times in one breath, but he still couldn't get it right.

This trick is so difficult, there may only be a few generals and Her Lady Queen practicing it in the camp.

However, due to the characteristics of martial arts, it cannot be taught by hand.

After all, visualization of spiritual power is involved.

This thing cannot be taught.

boom!
One punch sent the black man pile flying.

Tang Wen let out a foul breath and stopped.

Thinking of the last time he broke through the seventh form of the "Eight-armed God Fist", in addition to the experience upgrade, there should be a reason why he had seen the Black Night God Fist - the night battle in all directions.

It seems that it can't be accumulated, and it can't be forced.

But as long as the experience points are piled up, this trick will be learned sooner or later.

It is nothing more than a matter of time.

The liver is finished!

Tang Wen had a clear idea and continued to practice.

Day after day passed.

The temperature is getting higher and higher.

On this day, I returned to the practice yard after eating in the dining room of the palace.

He saw a scratch on the wooden door at the entrance of the main room.

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

He stood over, leaned his back against the door, stretched out his hands to hold down his hair and gestured, and gently left a scratch on the wooden door with his nails.

Well, it looks three centimeters longer than last time.

Tang Wen frowned, there was still a long way to go before the target height.

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

Not only Zhou Bing, the queen, Miss Zheng, the women he has seen who have achieved martial arts, seem to be all tall.

My body is not yet sixteen, so it shouldn't be long, right?

Surely not?

"quack"

After practicing for several hours, the sound of the blood crow came from the door.

Tang Wen opened the door, and the blood crow jumped in from the door, jumped onto his shoulder, and screamed.

"You mean, Yalao is looking for me?"

"Gah!" Blood Crow nodded humanly.

"Okay! Go now?"

"quack"

Tang Wen walked out of the quiet room in the basement, took a shower in the main room of the courtyard, and changed his clothes.

With his half-dried hair, he left the palace and walked towards the courtyard of Yalao in the inner city.

Looking at his back, several guards at the gate of the palace couldn't help but said, "Two months, right? I mean Commander Tang Wen entered the palace for retreat."

"Yeah, but he seems to be exercising all day long!"

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

"Me too!"

"How is that possible?"

There was a lot of doubt in his tone.

We all know that exercise cannot be excessive, otherwise it will only have the opposite effect.

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

For ordinary warriors, even martial artists, it is enough to take four or five hours to practice.

Any more will be useless.

No one can answer their questions.

When Tang Wen came to Yalao's courtyard, he could smell a strong fishy smell from a distance!
It's some kind of animal smell.

This smell, Tang Wilderness Beast Killer Wen, has never smelled it before.

(End of this chapter)