Chapter 22: Scorching Heat

"Xiao Yu, this breakthrough is really... unexpected for me." After being frightened, Sun Chengshan didn't know what to say for a while.

Less than a year of practicing martial arts, he has reached the fourth level of body forging.

This world is too crazy, and the joys and sorrows of people are completely different.

Wang Yu didn't care and nodded: "I didn't expect it either. I thought it would take ten days or half a month to break through."

Sun Chengshan turned his back silently, recalling the hard training year after year, his eyes moist and full of sadness.

Geniuses are like this, they all calculate the time of training in days.

"Master, my blood pork is almost used up, when will the night sleeping gathering be held again?" Wang Yu asked.

After tasting the sweetness of this precious meat, it is somewhat boring to return to the original speed of boxing practice.

It just so happened that he got a share of the purple coal ore this time, and he really wanted to go to buy more.

Sun Chengshan shook his head and said, "Usually, after a region holds a competition once, they will not hold it again for at least half a year.

We are in a remote area, and it is normal that we may not see them for a year or two."

This result disappointed Wang Yu.

"Then can the master take time out to practice with me for an hour every day?" Wang Yu immediately gave up and applied for sparring.

"That's no problem. You are now at the fourth level of physical training, so you can barely fight with me." Sun Chengshan agreed very readily this time.

His inner thought was to take advantage of Wang Yu's failure to rise completely and bully him under the pretext of boxing.

According to Wang Yu's growth rate, it will be difficult for him, the master, to guide Wang Yu in the future.

"Thank you, master." Wang Yu did not know Sun Chengshan's true thoughts.

Even if he knew, he would not care so much. After all, in his eyes, Sun Chengshan, the master, is not a powerful experience baby.

"It's just that your current cultivation is enough to become a master, so why don't you go out and explore?" Sun Chengshan asked as usual.

Wang Yu thought about it, then shook his head and said, "My current strength is still very weak, and there is still room for improvement. I can stay in the martial arts hall and become stronger. Why do I want to go out and take risks?"

Sun Chengshan didn't know what to say after hearing this.

Ji Fei, who has good talent, is very impetuous and doesn't listen to advice. As a result, he ran away before he could practice kung fu.

As for the young disciple Wang Yu, he is a martial arts genius, with a steady and quiet temperament. His shortcoming is that he is too quiet. It seems that he wants to practice until he is invincible before going out.

The two are two extremes. No wonder they didn't have much interaction with each other in the martial arts hall.

They can't play together at all.

"It's up to you." Sun Chengshan shook his head and left the inner room with his hands behind his back.

He wants to see the martial arts practice of other disciples and inspect the mine by the way.

This is what he does every day.

December, 772nd year of the Blue Star Calendar.

The 5th Broken Star World does not have a clear four-season climate.

It is hot and cold here, and humans have not yet figured out the rules.

We only know that the climate here interacts with other celestial bodies outside the planet, and is closely related to the quality level of the star veins in the center of the earth.

In the last month of this year, the heat hit.

On the surface of the Silver Belt Sea, waves of heat came from nowhere, covering more than 30 large and small islands including Island No. 732.

The temperature also rose rapidly in a few days, causing the residents of the island town to complain.

Even some of the disciples who had just entered the boxing gym could not bear the heat, and slightly reduced the intensity of daily boxing practice to prevent their bodies from being overwhelmed or accidentally dehydrated.

Even Wang Yu, who has a strong physique, feels uncomfortable in this high temperature.

"I'm afraid it's over 40 degrees." Wang Yu was shirtless in the inner courtyard, and he felt that breathing a breath of air could make his lungs feel hot.

"Brother, I think we should give up the sparring today." Song Hezheng saw the opportunity and hurriedly suggested.

However, Wang Yu ruthlessly rejected him.

"That won't work, brother. If you don't practice for a day, it's like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat."

Song Hezheng's forehead has begun to sweat.

If it is a sparring between ordinary disciples, it's okay.

But sparring with Wang Yu always requires concentration and full effort.

It's like really experiencing a life-and-death duel. He is often exhausted after the practice, and occasionally has some bruises on his body.

It's okay once or twice, but in the long run, Song Hezheng can't stand it.

Not to mention him, even Sun Chengshan can't stand Wang Yu's bombardment, so he hides in the mine from time to time and throws Song Hezheng to Wang Yu to practice boxing.

Song Hezheng still wants to try to survive, but Wang Yu has already set up his posture.

"Brother, be careful!"

With a shout, Wang Yu exerted force on his hind legs, moved his front legs, and rushed towards Song Hezheng in one step.

A gust of hot air blew through his trouser legs, and he kicked out first.

Bang!

Song Hezheng quickly raised his arm to block, and a force with inward rotation followed Wang Yu's leg and hit his arm.

Suddenly, a pain and numbness emerged, making him feel that his junior brother seemed to have become stronger in just a few days.

Song Hezheng took a breath and clenched his right fist to hit back fiercely.

Wang Yu tapped his toes and then retreated lightly and gracefully in the air, avoiding Song Hezheng's charged counterattack.

This was the use of his Zu's Chasing Wind Kick, which he practiced concurrently.

Although it was the first leg skill he practiced, his proficiency in practice did not increase so quickly, but he had reached the second level of the skill yesterday.

It was enough for him to play a certain role in actual combat.

After all, although his leg skills were only practiced to the second level, his physical strength was a solid fourth-level body forging cultivation.

As a result, the power of the leg skills he exerted was much stronger than other warriors who practiced Zu's Chasing Wind Kick to the second level alone, and it was the kind of cultivation that crushed others.

Song Hezheng didn't want to stop there, so he chased after him.

The fourth level of Shadowless Fist was then thrown out, and in an instant it turned into a dark fist shadow.

Seeing this, Wang Yu was delighted, and he also used the fourth level of Shadowless Fist, countering Song Hezheng's moves, fighting fast with fast.

For a while, there were many fist shadows between the two, and in the blink of an eye, there were more than ten fights in the open and in the dark.

"Good, good, it seems that Senior Brother's skills have improved during this period, and this Shadowless Fist is really profound." Wang Yu grinned.

Even if it was daily boxing, because both sides were going all out, he could also fight with passion.

Only such boxing practice was meaningful to him, and could maximize the acceleration of proficiency improvement.

If he let it go and didn't go all out, the speed of proficiency improvement would be greatly reduced, and it would not even be as fast as his own iron stakes.

Wang Yu was inexplicably excited, but Song Hezheng was secretly complaining.

He did have some understanding and improvement in the Shadowless Fist recently, but he was increasingly unable to fight against the junior brother in front of him.

There was no way. After this period of hard training, the several martial arts that Wang Yu practiced had already achieved considerable results.

At this time, they came into play and greatly improved Wang Yu's combat effectiveness.

Boom!

Wang Yu suddenly threw a straight punch, and the fierce force hit Song Hezheng's palm, which immediately made him feel like he was electrocuted. A huge force surged, making him stagger back two steps.

Wang Yu rushed forward, and Song Hezheng endured the discomfort in his arm and gritted his teeth to fight back, but Wang Yu blocked him with a soft palm method, and his fist force was actually reduced by more than half.

Wang Yu reached forward and grabbed Song Hezheng's wrist, and then skillfully exerted force to shake it.

Song Hezheng suddenly lost his balance and almost fell to the ground in embarrassment.