Chapter 3: First Level of Body Building

Wang Yu stopped silently until he was about to lose strength.

He endured the pain and went back to rest with his limbs weak.

After that, Wang Yu stayed in the courtyard for a week to practice hard.

His performance was the best among all the tentative disciples. Even Sun Chengshan, who occasionally appeared, would give Wang Yu some advice from time to time when he was in a good mood.

On the eighth day, Wang Yu arrived early again.

The early morning boxing was particularly effective in the day. It was considered the golden time for boxing practice, and he could not miss it.

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Wang Yu was no longer surprised by the flashing '+1' number on his fist.

So far, after a set of basic boxing, he has been able to hit 42 times, which is much more than at the beginning.

Soon after a set of movements was finished, Wang Yu was still not satisfied and seamlessly connected to the second round of boxing.

This time, he suddenly felt that everything was different.

In the past, he always followed the established boxing routine, and even if the boxing movements were standard, they seemed a bit stiff and stereotyped.

It was like the formula calculation in mathematics.

But this time, he suddenly felt that it was not the case.

He had a little more understanding in his mind, and his punches were more rounded. Every step and every punch seemed to be natural, as if he had designed it himself.

No longer stiff, there was only naturalness.

Snap, snap.

The joints of his body made a series of crisp sounds, as if the Book of Changes was misplaced.

After this set of moves, Wang Yu had to stop.

At this time, he was sweating profusely, his skin was flushed, and his muscles twitched from time to time.

"It's different!"

Wang Yu had a bit of confusion on his face, muttering to himself.

Normally, two sets of boxing were not enough to make him sweat so much.

There were a lot of stains in the sweat, which kept seeping out of the pores like muddy water, accompanied by some unusual odors, which made him frown when he smelled it.

He immediately went to the bathhouse to take a shower.

Name: Wang Yu

Race: Human

Cultivation: First level of body forging

Martial arts: Shadowless Fist - Basic Fist Style +1

"Is this the first level of body forging?"

After taking a shower, Wang Yu looked at his personal panel, full of surprise.

According to Song Hezheng, martial arts training is a slow process, and nothing can be accomplished overnight.

Becoming a top master overnight is something that only happens in storybooks.

Sun Chengshan gave each provisional disciple three months to hone the first level of body forging.

That is to say, three months is a passing line.

And he, it has only been eight days, strictly speaking, it is more than seven days.

He is not sure whether this progress is excessive, perhaps there are also gifted martial arts geniuses who can do it.

But Wang Yu is sure that his qualifications are not, and he is not even related to the word genius.

With mediocre aptitude and ordinary martial arts comprehension, this body is just that of an ordinary person.

The only explanation is that the panel in his mind has worked, allowing him to reach this point.

In fact, he has basically figured out the real function of the panel in the past few days.

That is to improve the proficiency of the martial arts that can be practiced in a game-like manner.

Ordinary daily boxing practice over and over again can steadily improve the proficiency of the basic boxing style of the Shadowless Fist.

This improvement almost ignores the limitations of one's own aptitude such as comprehension and aptitude, and the effect of improvement can be achieved as long as one is serious and focused.

Wang Yu accumulated repeatedly in eight days and finally completed today's qualitative change.

The basic boxing style on the panel has been upgraded to a higher level, which actually means that he has officially reached the first level of the Shadowless Fist.

This allows his own physique to be tempered and simultaneously reach the physical strength of the first level of body forging.

After changing into a new set of clothes, Wang Yu began to feel the physical state after the first level of body forging.

Obviously, the muscles all over his body have become bigger and stronger, which is very different from the thin body when he first started.

This is partly due to his eight days of hard training, but more importantly, it is the qualitative change after breaking through to the first level of body forging.

Then came a series of improvements such as power and speed explosion.

At this moment, if Wang Yu punches again, he will really have a strong killing power.

"Should I tell the master now?" Wang Yu pondered secretly.

He was weighing the pros and cons.

If he told it like this, how would Sun Chengshan and others react? Is the progress he showed normal? Will it arouse suspicion and cause trouble?

These are all issues he needs to consider.

But if he has to wait until one or two months before telling, he will not be able to get the subsequent training methods of the Shadowless Fist, which is a waste of time.

The basic fist style is only the first level of the Shadowless Fist, and the body forging effect is limited to the first level of cultivation.

If Wang Yu wants to go further, he must get the subsequent fist techniques.

Feeling worried, just as he was about to return to the yard, he heard a burst of shouting coming from outside the door.

I saw several disciples from the Shadowless Boxing Gym carrying a seriously injured disciple hurriedly back.

"What happened?" Sun Chengshan, who was taking a nap in the room, also heard the noise and came out.

A young male disciple who came back immediately said with a face full of grievance: "Master, we were eating and drinking in the tavern today and met Wei Yiming from Jifeng Hall and Fang Shihao from Duanhu Sword Gym.

They spoke rudely to Junior Sister Liu in public and even injured Senior Brother He Tie!"

"What! Too arrogant!" When the disciples in the courtyard heard this, they were immediately angry.

As disciples of the same boxing gym, they all rose and fell together, and there was still some cohesion.

Wang Yu also heard the whole story in the crowd.

He also had an impression of Senior Brother He Tie lying on the ground.

He was also a very hardworking person on weekdays. He was one of the earlier disciples accepted by Sun Chengshan when he came to this town. Now he has reached the second level of body forging and his status in the courtyard is not bad.

I didn't expect to be beaten so badly today.

"He Zheng, take He Tie to the clinic, Ji Fei, and the rest of you, come with me!" Sun Chengshan's face was not very good.

This matter naturally couldn't just be let go, otherwise he, as a master, would not be able to explain to his disciples.

"Yes, Master." Ji Fei stood up and nodded.

He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, but he didn't look strong. He looked thin, with only a pair of broad shoulders and a big frame.

He was the disciple whose strength and status in the courtyard were second only to Senior Brother Song Hezheng.

He had already practiced to the third level of body forging, and his shadowless fist had some of Sun Chengshan's true teachings.

After pointing out a few disciples, Sun Chengshan left the boxing gym early in the morning and headed for Jifeng Hall.

Song Hezheng took He Tie, who had fainted from serious injuries, to the clinic for treatment.

Only a pool of blood was left on the ground.

"This is not the first time that Jifeng Hall has been targeting our boxing gym. Last time I took a mission to help, I was also disturbed by the disciples of Jifeng Hall!"

"Alas, there is no way. Master has only been in the town for three years. After all, we are a new boxing gym. Facing the exclusion of those old-fashioned martial arts gyms, there is nothing we can do.

What you did is nothing. Earlier, several brothers were beaten to death by them! Don't you think it's infuriating!"

An old disciple who has experienced a lot sighed.

"This, don't the patrol team care?" A provisional disciple heard that someone was beaten to death, and his heart trembled suddenly, and he shrank a little.

"Come on, you don't know what the situation is here. The officials above are out of reach, and those patrol teams don't bother to care about the trivial things between our martial arts gyms."

"Then, is Master okay?"

"Master has the fifth level of physical training, what can happen, don't worry!"

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Wang Yu's eyes flickered, turned and left, and he would not practice boxing in the yard for the time being.

He made up his mind.

"It seems that even if I leave my strength at the first level of physical training outside, it is still not safe at all. I can't waste time. I must learn the back-end training method of Shadowless Fist as soon as possible!"

This world is more brutal and dangerous than he thought.