Starting from Orion, kill a Martial Saint

Chapter 30 Breakthrough
After such a minor incident, another five days passed.

"what!"

As Wei Zheng shouted loudly, his already extremely hard fist suddenly hit the wooden man stake with wooden spikes.

For five days in a row, Wei Zheng was practicing boxing almost like crazy.

There was an hour of meal and rest time in the martial arts hall, and Wei Zheng always finished his meal in a hurry. After only ten minutes, he came to the wooden mannequin to exercise.

The phalanges of the fist were hammered out with tiny cracks, but they were repaired by the crazy surge of blood. Gradually, the density of the bones gradually became finer and harder.

"Huh." Wei Zheng let out a breath, put his hand on the wooden mannequin, and called up the panel in his mind.

【Wei Zheng

Kung Fu: Moving Mountain Fist 5/60 (Proficient)
Skill: Archery 0/50 (Mastery)
Tracking 0/50 (Mastery)
Experience value: 73]

Since he became proficient in the techniques of Bishanquan, Wei Zheng still insists on doing six to seven sets of boxing in the martial arts gym every day, even though his two wrists are each tied with a nearly 20-pound cowhide sandbag.

The weight of more than 20 kilograms, coupled with the full force of the fist, seems to have also stimulated the defensive effect of the wrist guard, and the rate of experience gain has also increased a lot.

After returning home, Wei Zheng's homemade sandbags were enough to weigh more than 30 kilograms.

This allowed Wei Zheng, who practiced at the same time during the day and night, to gain experience almost half as fast as before.

"add a bit!"

As the experience points were cleared, the familiar feeling in his mind flooded into his mind again, forcing a strange memory into his mind like a rough hand.

In his memory, I don't know which time and space he was practicing hard day and night, practicing boxing during the day and boxing at night. Every time, until a faint fish belly white appeared in the east, he unloaded the fatigue of the day and returned to the dilapidated hut.

It wasn't until a few months later that the parallel Wei Zheng finally had an epiphany late one night. He seemed to have finally broken through the barrier between flesh and blood and punched out!
coffee!

The wooden dummy in front of him shattered instantly.

At this time, most of the disciples had already been promoted to the stone-man realm.

The memory has been digested.

"I didn't expect my talent to be so poor... It seems that this unsystematic Wei Zheng is destined to leave the martial arts gym in despair."

Feeling the memory, Wei Zheng muttered to himself in his heart, feeling the changes in his body.

A warm and fulfilling feeling flowed through his bones.

When he opened his eyes again, the warm blood and energy in his body had now extended several inches, reaching half the length of his arm.

"This is what Senior Brother Sun Cang said, that the Qi and blood have penetrated into the bones, right?"

And he can also feel the warm energy and blood hidden in his bone marrow.Already have the thickness of a nail.

When the Qi and blood in the bone marrow is trained to be as thick as a thumb, it will be considered a complete skin refining process.

However, it is still early.

Wei Zheng shook his head.

Now, my energy and blood have not penetrated my arms, and I am thinking too far.

"Crack!"

Wei Zheng casually threw out a punch, feeling as if the 20 kilograms of cowhide strapped hands had disappeared out of thin air, and his arms became extremely light.

With the collision of fists, there was a roar.

The wooden man tore a narrow gap.

This is without using much force.

Wei Zheng could feel that if he really exerted force, the wooden dummy could easily be shattered in an instant!

"Crack!"

A harsh tearing sound was heard, and under the astonished gazes of all the disciples, Wang Muchhi was panting, his delicate little face flushed.He was maintaining the stance of punching out.

In front of him, the poor wooden mannequin had already been broken into several pieces.

"Wang Muzhi, the man who broke the wood, the man who entered the stone!"

A broad, medium-thick voice sounded.

The speaker was a bald man named Wang Xue, who was the eighth disciple of the master.

Senior Brother Sun Cang has gone nowhere since yesterday. He seems to be on a certain mission. In the past few days, Senior Brother Wang has been teaching everyone.

Behind his back, a group of people from the outer courtyard called him Senior Brother Bastard. "Junior Brother Wang, congratulations!" Amidst the exclamations of everyone, Zhao Qi, who was supporting the wooden figure to rest, smiled and walked up to Wang Muchi with his hands in hand.

"Junior brother broke through the Mu Ren Pass in less than six days. He is truly a genius. I am Zhao Qi."

But before Zhao Qi could finish speaking, Wang Muchi walked straight to the stone man area, leaving Zhao Qi stunned and embarrassed.

"Brother..." When Zhao Qi walked back to his wooden figure with a displeased look on his face, the tails of the younger brothers were wagging to the sky.

"That damn sissy doesn't understand current affairs!"

"That's right! Big brother is giving him face, but he still doesn't accept it!"

"Pull him down!" Zhao Qi had a dark face and punched the wooden man stake hard.

"How arrogant are you? How can the young master in the escort agency think of someone like us who hasn't broken the wooden barrier in months?"

Zhao Qi seemed to be annoyed and hammered the wooden figure viciously a few more times, glancing at Song Ke who was about to speak but hesitated.

Song Ke just returned to the martial arts gym yesterday.

"That's it, brother, don't worry." Song Ke chuckled and looked at Wei Zheng not far away.

"I'm just waiting for my eldest brother to cuckold this kid."

"It just so happens that I'm so angry that I can't let it out." There was a ferocious look on the corner of Zhao Qi's mouth.

However, Wei Zheng did not hear the whispers of several people not far away.

Looking at Wang Muchhi who started to hit the stone man continuously, Wei Zheng felt a lot in his heart.

With the help of the system, he actually caught up with Wang Muchhi, who was extremely talented and had countless nourishing elixirs.

After thinking for a while, Wei Zheng did not directly smash the wooden man stake in front of him.

Just wait
For lunch, it was the classic big fat pork slices, plus a cup of dark brown medicinal food.

Wei Zheng still ate together with the few disciples who had started at the same time. Taking advantage of the meal breaks, Wei Zheng also intermittently taught them the experience of breaking through barriers and struggling with strength.

"Damn! Brother Wei is so fast! I guess it will take me six or seven days to figure out how to play with stones." Zhou Ming looked at Wei Zheng with envy, while skillfully tearing off the fat meat, putting it into Wei Zheng's bowl, and then chewing it Wear lean meat.

You are so fast. Wei Zheng secretly complained in his heart.

"Brother Zhou, I'm not telling you that. If you don't eat fat, you will only gain lean meat but not fat. You don't have enough energy in your body, so you will naturally be slower than me."

"Fat? What fat?"

"Well, it's just the fat on your belly." Wei Zheng scratched his head.

"Wei Zheng!"

Just as Wei Zheng scratched his head and wanted to explain to Zhou Ming carefully what fat was, a voice rang in his ears.

Following his gaze, he saw Zhao Qi taking the lead, followed by five or six disciples, who had already walked up to Wei Zheng. The crowd of heads covered the sunlight.

It feels like it’s blocking out the sky and the sun.

"That little lady at the door is your wife, Brother Wei?" Zhao Qi smiled, looking at him like a poisonous snake.

"Brother Zhao, I really like it. What do you think? I'll give this money to you, and Junior Brother Wei will give it to me. How about this money? This money is enough for Brother Wei to settle down and live."

As he said that, Song Ke on the side threw down a sack with a smile.

In the sack, the white silver is shining brightly.

There are a full ten taels of silver.

"Forget it." Wei Zheng stood up and looked straight at Zhao Qi in front of him.

"Don't be blind! I give you money to look up to you, so don't be ungrateful! Poor guy!" Zhao Qi winked, and a strong, dark-faced young man next to him took a step forward and pinched Live in Wei Zheng's collar.

"I'm telling you! Collect it quickly, otherwise you won't have any money, and neither will your wife!"

"Bullying people in broad daylight?" How could Zhou Ming still not see that he was here to cause trouble?
Without any hesitation, he immediately stood up, along with several disciples who had started together.

"What? Zhou Ming? This is none of your business, right?" Zhao Qi looked Zhou Ming up and down, and his tone became impatient.

"Zhou, get out of here. I'm in a bad mood right now. Don't irritate me."

"Be honest with me! Do you want to fight?!" A voice like thunder sounded, and Wang Xue was holding his hands, staring at Zhou Ming with his big copper bell eyes.

(End of this chapter)