The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 27: Painting a Tiger and Drawing Its Bones
The cicadas chirp melodiously and the shadows of the trees dance.

On the training ground, Xu Ergou and Zhang Qing led the Si Tianwei Brigade composed of nearly a hundred Cao Gang disciples, who practiced martial arts in a serious manner. The killing sounds were in unison and they were beginning to show their edge.

Under the shade of a tree, Wang Wen was doing a round squat, his eyes slightly closed, his posture as still as a sculpture...

He didn't move, and none of the mosquitoes and flies flying under the tree landed on him.

"call……"

A long breath of hot air was slowly exhaled, reaching two feet in length, condensed and not dispersing. A fly accidentally dived into it, folded its wings and fell down in an instant.

After a long exhale, he inhaled even longer. First, his solid chest slowly swelled with the inhalation, and then his entire body expanded like an inflated balloon, even his strong muscles becoming exaggerated. Thumb-thick veins coiled like little snakes around his rock-like, angular muscles...

He is simply the legendary devil muscle man!

Wang Wen was in a state of meditation and was unaware of the changes in his body. He was immersed in the visualization of the Black Tiger Fist, imagining himself as a black tiger, a black tiger born as a tiger, freely moving between the deep mountains and old forests, wandering in its kingdom.

Visualize its movements, its sitting and lying, its roaming, its hunting, its fierceness within its spirit, its most primitive wildness...

As his mind became more and more immersed in the visualization method, he seemed to have really turned into a black tiger. Every muscle and bone in his body were expanding and rising with the black tiger in his consciousness, and his chest also emitted the thunderous "lulululul" snoring sound that the black tiger snored when it was resting.

Even his body temperature remained between 38 and 39 degrees Celsius...

Until his dark energy was about to be exhausted and the boiling blood in his body became heavier and heavier, Wang Wen's mind began to fail to keep up with the rhythm of the black tiger. He slowly came out of the state of immersion and woke up from his meditation.

He opened his mouth and exhaled all the foul air in his chest. As he breathed, the pores all over his body opened, oozing out a lot of greasy sweat.

After the qi and blood in his body had calmed down, he could then calmly sense the changes in his body.

Breathing became smoother.

The body becomes relaxed.

This means that the internal injuries left over from last night's head-on battle with Peng Ying have almost healed.

He clenched his fist with more force, and even though he was exhausted both physically and mentally, he could still clearly feel that the strength of his muscles and bones had increased by at least half a percent!
"Wang Erhu's capital is really too strong. He is simply a treasure boy. There will be new gains whenever he digs!"

He concluded in his mind: "And this realization is so timely and so important!"

He felt that he should thank Peng Ying.

If it weren't for Peng Ying's whetstone, he would never know when he would wake up. He, Wang Wen, is no longer the honest truck driver who shoulders the heavy responsibility of supporting his family, and this place is no longer the harmonious society where losing a fight means being hospitalized and winning a fight means paying money.

This is very important!
Without this understanding, he is like a sheep in tiger skin. Even if he has the claws and fangs of a tiger, it cannot conceal his nature of eating grass.

Even if such a paper tiger can dominate for a while with its skin and claws, it will eventually be beaten back to its original form...

With this realization, he is like a fat little tiger. Even though his abilities are not as good as those of adult ferocious tigers, a tiger is still a tiger, a ferocious beast that eats meat!

This is not the decline of human nature, this is the liberation of nature!

After this realization, he truly achieved the unity of body and soul, and the unity of martial arts, completely mastered this body, and completely became a warrior.

It was only after this realization that he realized that the Yincha Order could only give him a result, and if he wanted to truly grasp that result, he had to digest the process...

After a long while, Wang Wencai slowly stood up and opened his eyes. He looked at his brothers who were still training in the distance, and slowly stretched his stiff shoulders and neck. He felt sticky and smelly all over, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Xu Ergou, who had been looking at him from a distance, saw him wake up from his meditation and immediately put away his sword and walked over quickly: "Brother!"

Wang Wen looked up at the sun in the sky and nodded, "It's almost time. Let's get the brothers to rest and go to the dining hall for dinner."

"Hey!"

Xu Ergou responded, then approached him with a sly look in his eyes and whispered, "Lord Zhao just sent someone to summon you to the main hall after dinner to discuss matters...Brother, is it time to reward you for your merits? Is your position as Shao Qiuguan now secure?"

Wang Wen pushed his big head away and said with a smile: "How can it be so easy!"

Xu Ergou was startled: "We men have to put our heads on our belts, how can it be easy?"

Wang Wen casually patted his shoulder. Although he didn't use much force, the guy grimaced in pain and stepped back repeatedly.

He withdrew his hand embarrassedly and smiled faintly: "How hard we work and how much risk we take is our business. They don't care. They just want the result!"

Xu Ergou was stunned for a moment, then said dejectedly, "If that's the case, then Peng Ying alone isn't enough to get you promoted to Shaoqiu... What a pity! If we had been more capable last night and taken those White Lotus leaders with us, your promotion would have been a sure thing!"

"You really dare to think!"

Wang Wen laughed and scolded, "If it weren't for Brother Xian'er's quick reaction and helping me yesterday, I, your big brother, might have been dead... Don't worry, it's ours, it's ours. I'll chop anyone who dares to take it! Just do your job well. When I get promoted, I'll make you a Lingtai Lang!"

Xu Ergou was delighted at first, but then he forced a disappointed smile and said, "There are only two positions for Lingtai Lang, and we have so many brothers. You don't have to worry about me. Take care of the others first. We can't let people gossip about us!"

Wang Wen laughed and said, "Am I afraid of gossip?"

Xu Ergou was mixed with joy and worry: "No..."

Wang Wen: "Okay, stop talking nonsense. I'm going back to my room to wash up and change clothes. You can bring me some food later... More meat. I think I can eat a whole cow right now!"

"Hey!"

……

After dinner, Wang Wen, wearing his official uniform with embroidered patterns, went to the lobby to discuss matters.

With his current official position, he does not have a rank in the Dusi Tianjian. Usually, Zhao Zhiling and Taoist Ji Liang do not call him when they discuss matters.

Since they called him to discuss matters tonight, it means that what they want to discuss is related to him, or to the Cao Gang.

At this critical juncture, there is only one matter that Zhao Zhiling and his team need to hold a meeting to discuss, and it is related to him and the Cao Gang.

Wang Wen felt the same as Ming Jing'er, and was mentally prepared to bargain with Zhao Zhiling.

Wang Wen has already realized most of the pie they had promised each other.

It was Zhao Zhiling's turn to express himself.

(End of this chapter)