Suddenly a madman sharpens his knife at night

Chapter 50: Supernatural power progress: ninety-nine!
  After Lu Hu improved the Black Tiger Stake into the Crouching Tiger Stake, it no longer needed much nutrients from Lu Hu's own body and could build up strength for a long time.

However, its efficiency in cultivating energy is lower than that of the Black Tiger Stake.

But if you look at it from a longer perspective, Crouching Tiger Stake can be practiced for a whole day, which takes much longer than Black Tiger Stake. Overall, the benefits are still much greater than Black Tiger Stake.

Lu Hu listened to the thunder all day long.

Finally, I have mastered this breathing rhythm that makes my body thunder.

Every time you breathe in, it can affect the muscles all over the body and make the bones tremble, as if you are getting a full-body massage. This massage is from the inside to the outside.

The human body is complex and mysterious, and can be generally divided into skin, tendons, bones, and internal organs.

The number of subdivisions would be dozens of times greater, and there are still many extremely subtle points that even the science of the previous life could not discover.

If you want to cultivate them one by one, you will have to spend a lot of time and energy, and the results may not be satisfactory.

And Lu Hu used this method of voice trembling to greatly improve these overall effects, which made him gain a lot.

He felt that during this day's Leiyin training, the muscles in his body were further strengthened. In addition, his bones also felt itchy, and even his internal organs seemed to benefit from it.

In the afternoon, Lu Hu could vomit out the congestion in his body by himself.

"The sound of tiger and leopard thunder that comes from thunder seems to be more powerful than I imagined. It seems that it can not only enter the marrow training, but also the subsequent internal organs refining!"

Just when he was making thunderous sounds that shook his body, he heard movement outside.

After listening carefully, it was clear that it was the jailer who distributed the decapitation meals.

This made him feel shocked. He didn't expect that he would be beheaded tomorrow!
  Why do you always have so little time for yourself?
  With Hubao Leiyin, without further ado, given himself three days, he would be sure to break through to the marrow training stage.

But now, he only has one night!
  As the two jailers walked deeper, the air flow brought out by Lu Hu's breath blew out the candles, and they were also frightened by his thunder.

Seeing that this decapitated meal was barely in his mouth, Lu Hu quickly interrupted the practice and spoke to comfort the jailer who was still there.

But as soon as he opened his eyes, he still scared people away.

Lu Hu sighed, walked to the iron railings of the prison, reached out to grab the bowl that fell on the ground, and scraped up all the food that had fallen on the ground.

"Haha, this scene is exactly the same as the first time I was locked up in the Death Fighter's room!"

Lu Hu sneered in his heart. After everyone gathered the food, he grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth.

While eating, he looked at the light curtain in his mind, watching the progress of devouring magical powers.

Although the decapitation rice is rich, it contains vegetables and fatty meat.

But it’s just one bowl.

Lu Hu finished eating them all, but within ten seconds, the warmth emanating from his stomach was gone.

And the progress of magical power has changed from ninety-eight percent to ninety-nine percent in one flicker!
  "Grass!"

After Lu Hu saw it, he couldn't help but cursed.

Just one percent difference!
  Just a tiny bit missing!
  His eyes glanced at the cell behind him. There was no straw, no mud, and no mice. There was nothing except the square brick walls!
  Lu Hu, who was so angry now, felt that if he dared to let another person into his room now, he would dare to eat people!
  Lu Hu sat cross-legged in the middle of the cell and sat quietly for a while before finally calming down.

"We can't think too much now. We only have one night, so hurry up!"

After saying that, Lu Hu used Crouching Tiger Stance again and lay down on the cold ground.

With the supplement of the decapitated rice to his body, Lu Hu's thunderous sound became slightly louder.

"Breathe!" The night gradually deepened, and the muffled thunder outside had long since stopped. However, the death row inmates on the third floor of the dungeon had no idea that the night before beheading, they had mixed feelings and could not sleep, and that muffled thunder was just... It rang in my ears all night.

The next day, the coldness became even stronger, the sky was overcast with clouds, and sporadic drizzle was still falling throughout the city.

"boom!"

In the sporadic raindrops, the two-person-high solid wood door of Fucheng Prison was opened heavily.

The jailors filed out one by one, and outside, the officers who came to escort the prisoners were already lined up on both sides, with their swords in their hands and their hands hanging, ready to go.

On the empty street ahead, prison vans were ready.

As soon as the condemned man gets into the car, he will be taken to the execution ground.

The old jailer standing in the corner looked at the death row prisoners. Some of them were ashen-faced, some were shouting madly, and some were crying loudly begging for mercy.

All kinds of things.

He had seen this kind of scene countless times during his long career as a errand, and he no longer had any disturbance in his heart. Instead, he was chatting with the young people around him, pointing and pointing.

"The disheveled prisoner in front of me is a gangster who makes a living outside the city, the 'Ghost Blade' Wang Er. He commits adultery, robbery, murder and arson. Guess how he was caught?" The old jailer smiled and didn't wait for the person next to him. When the younger generation asked, he started talking to himself.

"This thief sneaked into the city and went to the Chunfeng Tower to sleep with the girl. When he came, he was covered in mud, but he took out sixty taels of silver from his arms. When he went upstairs with the girl in his arms, the old madam reported to the official immediately.

When the brothers at the Yamen Gate entered the room, the guy was still lying on the girl, exerting all his strength!

Hey, the incense bed is soft, and a few long knives suddenly stick out from outside the thin curtain, haha, what a feeling.
  I heard that this guy rushed out with his gun drawn, and was chopped off by a knife! "

The old jailer pointed to a man in ragged clothes and a gray face in front of him with relish and said.

"Everyone in the Yamen said that this thief's job is as big as a donkey. There are angry brothers present who are specially responsible for it!"

"Sis~"

"The people behind him are pretty much the same. Look at the seventh prisoner."

The old jailer said, with a flash of excitement in his eyes.

"Killing that bitch will not satisfy his hatred. According to the law, these bastards should be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts. It's a pity that no one in our Anyang Mansion has this skill. This bitch has messed up human relations..."

"Spare your life, spare your life!"

This group of condemned prisoners, who used to be vicious outside, are now howling so miserably that their bones are almost weak.

"Look, look at it more. No matter how powerful you are, no matter how fierce your flames are, you will never be able to defeat the king's law!
  There’s another good one, look, it’s coming! "

Suddenly, the old jailer's low voice trembled and became deeper.

"Ok?"

The junior didn't know what he meant, but he clearly noticed that all the escorting policemen were suddenly nervous, and they all grasped the handle of the knife.

"Boom~"

"Dong Dong~"

With a sound like a big stone falling to the ground, another death row prisoner was driven out of the dungeon.

This prisoner's hair was messy and his body was extremely tall and strong. Unlike other prisoners, he came out wearing a huge and heavy yoke!

(End of this chapter)