From being plagued by all kinds of diseases to becoming a high-level martial arts demon god!

Chapter 16 The person who broke into the house
the following few days.

Jiang Heng listened to Bai Yong's lectures at the Wu'an Bureau every morning, and returned to his rental house in the afternoon to practice the candlelight breathing method.

At this time, in the martial arts room covering hundreds of square meters, Bai Yong had just left, and the 30 new recruits from the Wu'an Bureau were practicing in various places in the venue.

About half of the people began to strike various power-generating postures, using their strong muscles and nerves to mobilize the latent bioenergy in their bodies and unleash powerful strength.

In this martial arts room, there were bursts of air-breaking sounds, which seemed quite powerful.

"They've actually started practicing martial arts..."

Jiang Heng silently looked at the other reserve team members who were practicing martial arts in the martial arts room and talked to himself.

At the beginning, only Hu Zhenghong and a few other newcomers with the highest physical level were practicing basic martial arts.

As a result, after a few days, most of the remaining twenty or so newcomers have already started practicing martial arts.

Only Jiang Heng was left, along with a few other young men from ordinary families who had no money to buy martial arts...

At this time, Qin An walked in from the door of the martial arts room, handed Jiang Heng a bottle of water, and said:

"It's normal. Those who can pass the entrance exam to the Wu'an Bureau, in addition to having good martial arts talent, must also come from well-off families.

Don't buy something too expensive. A basic martial arts set only costs 30,000 or 40,000 yuan. Given their family conditions, they can certainly afford it."

In the past few days, the relationship between Jiang Heng and Qin An has improved a lot.

The two of them did not have any life-and-death feud, they were just competitors before.

They had no other acquaintances in the Wu'an Bureau, so they gradually became familiar with each other.

"They can afford it. I can't even afford it if I empty my family's savings."

Jiang Heng took the water, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip, then glanced at Qin An and said:
"You also have martial arts knowledge, right? How about you share it with me? I won't take it for nothing. How about giving you 10,000?"

Qin An was speechless and shook his head.

"If it were really that easy to spread, martial arts would have been all over the streets long ago.

Each martial art has its own specific bioelectric signal process, which is the so-called Qi sensation and meridian circulation.

This kind of qi sensation needs to be guided by a professional instrument. It is impossible to learn it just by reading text and watching videos.

Moreover, if they find out that you are pirating and disseminating martial arts, the copyright company that developed the martial arts will directly send you to jail..."

Jiang Heng was speechless when he heard this.

This kind of thing actually has copyright restrictions...

……

Jiang Heng, who was at his wit's end, ended his conversation with Qin An and took the subway back to his rental house.

Although he really wanted to learn a martial art to practice, his mentality was still relatively calm.

After all, being poor is unavoidable...

And even if you don’t have money for the time being, there will be plenty of opportunities to make money after you become a formal team member in twenty days, so there is no need to rush.

"I should be able to raise my Candle Breathing proficiency to 10% today..."

Jiang Heng suddenly felt a little excited, and then began to practice the "Candlelight Breathing Method".

Over the past few days, his physical level has been steadily improving.

[Physical Level: 1.40]
[Practice Method: Candlelight Series·Level 8 Breathing Method (Proficiency %)]
In four days, the physical body level increased from 1.32 to 1.40.

The effect of [Erosion] transforming into Candlelight Disease was better than he expected.

……

Three hours later.

Jiang Heng completed his training and slowly exhaled a breath of hot air.

Then a thought came to my mind.

"Erosion, transformation."

The candle flame disease that had developed to the middle stage in the body was quickly harvested by the disease, and the physical level was successfully upgraded to level 1.42.

His proficiency in the Candlelight Breathing Technique had reached 10%, allowing him to use its accompanying ability, "Blood Burning." "Let me see how powerful this Blood Burning Technique is..."

Jiang Heng stood up, adjusted his breathing rate, emptied his mind, and quickly visualized a ball of empty flame in his mind.

The blood in the body gradually boiled, the heart beat like a drum, the blue veins on the surface of the skin bulged like earthworms, and hundreds of muscles in the body were as taut as steel wires!
Everything in my field of vision was slowing down. The advertisements flashing on the computer screen slowed down, and I could hear every detail of the roar of the motorcycle engine outside the window.

He could clearly feel that his strength had increased significantly at this moment.

The fighting spirit in his chest grew wildly like weeds, as if it was about to tear apart everything in sight!
“Hiss… Stop!”

Jiang Heng stopped urging the "burning blood" and took a deep breath.

Then the boiling blood in the body and the violently beating heart gradually calmed down.

Physical strength, sensory perception and nerve reaction speed have all increased by about 20%.

“I’ve barely reached the beginning of my proficiency in the Level 1 Candle Breathing Technique, and yet Burning Blood can already exert such a significant effect.

I wonder how much more powerful "Burning Blood" will be if my proficiency in "Candle Breathing" is improved to perfection."

Jiang Heng nodded with satisfaction:

"It's indeed a supernatural fighting skill, but it's a bit easy to get carried away... But after practicing a few times, I should be able to get used to it."

……

The next morning, at the Wuan Bureau Shooting Range.

"Bang bang bang-"

Clear gunshots rang out one after another in the shooting range.

Jiang Heng finished firing and put down the pistol.

Bai Yong glanced at the target 50 meters away from Jiang Heng and nodded in surprise.
"They're all above seven rings. You've got this kind of accuracy just by touching a gun. It seems you have a pretty good shooting talent."

After saying that, he threw another bullet bag to Jiang Heng.

"Practice another 50 rounds, and you can end your training early for today."

"Yes."

Jiang Heng nodded, picked up the ammunition bag, loaded it with bullets and started shooting.

Although the world today is dominated by martial arts, thermal weapons can still play a good role before the physical body reaches a certain level.

Therefore, all regular members of the Wu'an Bureau are equipped with pistols, which is why Bai Yong requires them to train their shooting skills.

After firing 50 rounds of bullets, Jiang Heng ended his training this morning.

After walking out of the shooting range and leaving Wu'an Bureau, I took the subway back to Xibin Street.

I walked through an alley covered in graffiti, entered the stairwell, went up to the third floor, and was about to take out the key to open the door.

Suddenly, Jiang Heng's eyes narrowed slightly.

Before going out every day, he would clamp a strand of hair on the crack of the door to prevent accidents.

After all, in places like Xibin Street, theft and robbery are very common.

And now, he found that the strand of hair on the crack of the door was gone.

This means that someone had opened his door and entered his rental house.

Theft, or another purpose?
Is that person still in the house at this moment?
All kinds of thoughts flashed through Jiang Heng's mind quickly, but he was not in a hurry to open the door to find out what was going on.

Instead, he lowered his breathing, held his breath, and slowly backed away, walking down the stairs and leaving the residential building.

Then he went around to the other side of the residential building, which was facing the window of his rental house.

Jiang Heng stood downstairs, looked up at the window on the third floor, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Then he crept silently upwards along the drainage pipe on the outside of the wall.

He stared at the window of the rental house above him, thinking silently:

I want to see who dares to come to my house and cause trouble...

(End of this chapter)