Shengui Changsheng: Start adding points from Zhenwuwei

Chapter 3 Iron Shirt

"Don't worry, I know what to do. You just need to assist me."

Lu Changsheng waved his hand, his tone very firm.

"Well, if anything seems unusual, stop immediately."

Fang Tao gritted his teeth and agreed.

He knew that Lu Changsheng always kept his word and once he made a decision, no one could change it, so he naturally stopped trying to persuade him.

Then Lu Changsheng found a wooden stick as tall as a person and handed it to Fang Tao.

The two of them immediately came to the center of the yard.

Lu Changsheng stood with his legs crossed, his face solemn:

"You will hit my chest and back with the stick later, and don't stop until I say stop."

As he spoke, he immediately began to follow the hand gestures in the first picture of the technique, folding his arms and sinking his mind into his body.

"Brother Changsheng, hold on."

Fang Tao showed some pity in his eyes and started swinging the wooden stick towards Lu Changsheng's chest.

"Bang bang bang..."

The crisp knocking sounds echoed throughout the yard.

Lu Changsheng felt a wave of tingling pain, causing his whole body to tremble.

As the frequency of the beating increased, the severe pain seemed like waves that would never stop.

He gritted his teeth and chose not to give up.

If I retreat this time, I may find it difficult to embark on the path of martial arts.

Even with the attribute modifier, if you still choose to be a civilian, you might as well find a piece of tofu and kill yourself.

With a certain belief, he always persisted.

"The body is like a rock, the heart is like glass."

Lu Changsheng had been silently reciting the general principles of the technique, and gradually found a clue of opportunity.

At this time, a blue panel appeared in the void.

Host: Lu Changsheng.

Age: 20.

Realm: None.

Martial Arts: Iron Shirt (Not yet mastered 1%)

Skills: None.

Equipment: None.

Condition: Good.

Energy source: five.

Bound Beast: Pangolin (White)

Seeing the changes in the progress bar of the martial arts, Lu Changsheng's face lit up with joy.

Only if you make progress, you will be able to stack the skills to 100% sooner or later, and then you can try to add points with source energy points.

This suddenly made him full of energy and he seemed to forget the pain in his body.

Soon, the only sounds in the yard were banging.

A young man was holding a wooden stick and hitting the man's body hard. The scene was very strange.

The boy's face turned red because of the force.

The two of them didn't stop until noon.

"Brother Changsheng, are you okay?"

Fang Tao put away the stick and looked at Lu Changsheng, whose body was covered with bruises, with a look of concern.

"It doesn't matter."

Lu Changsheng smiled slightly and wiped the sweat from his head.

Looking at the six percent progress bar on the panel, he felt very satisfied.

If you continue like this, you will be able to master the technique in half a month at most.

By then, it's time to settle some accounts.

Fang Tao was very surprised when he heard this.

Unexpectedly, after this disaster, Lu Changsheng seemed like a different person.

In the past, I was afraid of suffering even the slightest bit, so practicing this kind of self-mutilation martial arts was impossible for me.

This time after waking up, there were earth-shaking changes.

The next four days.

Lu Changsheng had been practicing Iron Shirt in the yard, and when he was hungry he would eat a piece of black cake.

Through his hard work, he pushed the progress up to more than 60%.

Looking at the numbers on the panel, he was very satisfied.

But things suddenly changed on the fifth day.

Although the progress bar is still moving forward, according to his estimation, he will be able to get started in another seven or eight days.

But he had to stop.

The reason is simple. After the intensive training these days, he simply couldn't hold on relying on the black cake.

If I continue practicing, I'm afraid I'll be killed before I even get started.

Before the bruises on his body could even heal, new wounds appeared.

He had to eat meat to go on.

Being poor in literature but rich in martial arts is not just talk.

The cost of the medicinal bath alone is astronomical, and coupled with the need to eat meat every day, it is simply not something that ordinary people can afford.

"Brother Changsheng, what's wrong?"

Seeing Lu Changsheng stop, Fang Tao looked confused.

He knew that Lu Changsheng was not someone who would give up easily.

Lu Changsheng frowned:
"I need some meat to continue my practice, otherwise something bad might happen."

But all his money had been taken away, and his house was completely empty. He couldn't even afford brown rice, let alone meat.

As for ideas to make money, he knows a lot.

The process of making ice cubes and some white sugar is not difficult, and you can get the general idea after tinkering with it.

But Lu Changsheng didn't dare to do anything.

If you rashly leak this way of making money, you won’t even know how you died.

Without absolute strength, these things can only be death warrants.

Those gang leaders in the county won't listen to reason with me.

Stealing jobs from that group of people is simply courting death.

Lu Changsheng would naturally not be so unwise.

"It seems that we have no choice but to try that strange beast."

He thought to himself.

That's right, he planned to send pangolins to the mountains to dig up some herbs and sell them to pharmacies to earn some money temporarily.

This is also the safest way he can think of to make money.

Some common medicinal herbs are not likely to attract other people's attention.

Fang Tao on the side also fell silent.

Their family was also in a difficult situation. In this world, it was a luxury for ordinary people to even have enough to eat, let alone meat.

He was helpless in solving this problem.

"Then I'll go back first."

As he spoke, Fang Tao turned around and ran back quickly.

Soon he disappeared into the yard.

Lu Changsheng took a sip of water and sat down at the stone table to rest quietly.

He planned to officially start the action in the dead of night.

Time passes slowly.

Soon it was evening and the setting sun was blood-red.

"Da da……"

At this time, the sound of light footsteps came from not far away.

Lu Changsheng looked up.

Fang Tao came back with a beautiful young woman beside him.

The young woman looked to be about twenty-four years old, and her graceful figure could not be concealed even in her coarse linen clothes.

Her eyes are bright, her eyebrows are curved, and her long hair is piled high behind her head. Her face is slightly weathered, which makes her look more mature.

The two of them came together, and the young woman was holding a food box in her right hand.

The woman was Fang Tao's sister Fang Qing.

This woman is also somewhat "famous" in Changping County.

She was betrothed to a man eight years ago, but a few days before the wedding, the man suddenly fell seriously ill, vomited blood and died.

Fang Qing became a widow before she even got married.

Not only that, the surrounding neighbors all said that Fang Qing was destined to be a "husband-killer", and some even said that she had the White Tiger fate.

As time went by, everyone became afraid of him and no one dared to propose marriage, and it has been delayed until today.

Lu Changsheng's previous incarnation had also been avoiding this woman.

The ancients were extremely taboo about such things.

After a while, Fang Qing and the other person walked up to Lu Changsheng.

"I heard you want to learn martial arts? If you can't make any progress, just give up. You are not young anymore, you should find a job as soon as possible and get married to have children. This is also what Uncle Lu hopes for..."

Speaking of marrying a wife and leaving offspring, Fang Qing's face looked a little strange. She was still a virgin and felt quite embarrassed.

Then she placed the food box and a string of copper coins on the stone table.

"We don't have much food left at home. We only have this chicken and these ten copper coins."

Fang Qing spoke slowly.

The sound is very clear and pleasant.

Although she could hear the noise coming from next door these days, she still didn't believe that Lu Changsheng could become a warrior.

After all, Lu Changsheng had been idle in the past and was already twenty years old, so his hope was extremely slim.

Plus without any resources, it's almost impossible to succeed.

She did all this just because she didn't want Lu Changsheng to waste his training. The two families have always had a good relationship, and they have received many favors from Uncle Lu when they were in trouble.

Fang Qing just wanted to repay the favor so that she could have a clear conscience.

"Thank you for your reminder, sister-in-law. I will think about it carefully."

Lu Changsheng smiled slightly, thanked him, and didn't explain much.

He appreciated the other party's kindness, and the gift was not small.

Fang Qing was a little surprised when she heard that.

In her impression, Lu Changsheng had always been quite wary of her, often avoiding her, let alone giving her a good face.

I didn't expect the other person to change so much.

With a strange feeling in her heart, Fang Qing said goodbye to her brother and walked towards her own yard.

After the two people went away, Lu Changsheng opened the food box.

A strong fragrance hits your nostrils.

In front of me was a big bowl of chicken soup.

A warm feeling suddenly arose in his heart, and Fang Qing and her brother killed one of the two old hens.

Then he began to eat with relish.

The deficiency of qi and blood caused by several days of martial arts training was slightly improved by the nourishment of meat.

Soon, a big bowl of chicken and the soup went into his stomach.

Lu Changsheng burped with satisfaction, then leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

(End of this chapter)