Chapter 133: Talented people, accumulated strength and potential
Tomorrow is the weekend.
Feng Mu did not return home tonight and stayed at the martial arts hall.
late at night.
Master Li Guishe had already fallen asleep, and his room was silent.
Not long after, the eldest brother Li Bashan also returned to his room. He stuffed the socks that Hong Ya had carefully washed and disinfected into his mouth, and fell into a deep sleep accompanied by thunderous snoring.
Second Senior Sister Liu Xie was sitting in the yard with a bottle of wine in her hand, drinking by herself.
The third senior brother Zhao Zhixin sat next to the second senior sister. He didn't drink any wine and just ate peanuts.
Fourth senior brother Yuan Xidi was still in the dojo. He turned off the lights and pushed the iron pole madly, as if he had endless energy. From time to time, a strange howl like a wolf would come out of his mouth.
Fifth brother Gong Qi was lying comfortably on the bed, holding a ghost novel in his hand and reading it with great interest.
The sixth brother sat in front of a chair and drew several portraits of Liu Yang carefully based on his memory. Every stroke revealed his deep affection for his old friend.
After finishing, he burned the paintings in an iron basin and let them float into the sky with the smoke, expressing his grief for the deceased. Obviously, he was a man with deep emotions and a strong sense of friendship.
Junior sister Hong Ya sat in front of the computer, watching an old romance drama intently.
She was so focused that her eyes were red from the emotional fluctuations. Whenever the plot reached a climax, she would involuntarily wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a tissue, immersed in the sadomasochism in the play.
"They don't just like killing people. They also have their own hobbies. It's just that the eldest brother likes to sleep with his socks in his mouth. That's really special."
Feng Mu looked around and felt that everyone's image became more vivid.
"Then, if I am found to like drawing my own blood and secretly eating iron to grind my teeth when I move in later, it should be reasonable."
Feng Mu thought so and started practicing martial arts in the yard.
Compared to a cramped house, a spacious yard is obviously easier to work in and closer to nature, although there is no sun or moon here.
An hour passed.
After drinking, the second sister went back to her room to sleep.
After eating the peanuts, the third brother went back to his room to sleep.
Two hours passed.
The fourth brother washed off his sweaty body and went back to his room to sleep.
The fifth brother put down the book, turned off the light and went to sleep.
Sixth Brother put down his paintbrush, put away the iron basin, and went back to his room to sleep.
Three hours passed.
Hong Ya punched through the computer screen, and the image of the headless male protagonist on the screen froze and went out. Hong Ya fell asleep crying with red eyes.
Four hours, five hours, six hours... The night grew darker, and in the yard there was only a lonely figure, accompanied by the continuous thunder.
Feng Mu was still practicing boxing and martial arts tirelessly. His mind seemed to have been emptied, and he was completely immersed in this undivided practice. His concentration was almost frightening.
Feng Mu was completely unaware. He was completely immersed in the world of practicing martial arts. His figure gradually overlapped with the martial arts postures in the memory instilled by the system.
He seemed to have turned into an unconscious martial arts machine. Every move he made was extremely precise and almost identical. It seemed mechanical and boring, yet revealed an almost compulsive perfection.
[You have been practicing for a long time without distraction.][Seven Killing Fists·Blood and Flesh Second Solution Proficiency +14][Soul Chasing Step·Blood and Flesh Second Solution Proficiency +10][Sen Luo Finger·Blood and Flesh Second Solution Proficiency +22][Pig iron consumption increased ↑, +3%.][Evil iron consumption ↑, +0.1%][Today's settlement screen is as follows:
[Current food column 1: Pig iron (edible value 32.3/100%, reserves 1%). [Current food column 2: [Yinsha Jiuyou Evil and Resentful Iron (edible value 5.8%/100%, reserves 2.2%).] 4 o'clock in the morning came unknowingly.
Feng Mu woke up from his selfless practice. He picked up the thermos and took a big gulp. The amount of pig iron stored in his body increased slightly.
Yes, although there is water in his thermos, it is real "latte" with a very thick concentration.
"The growth rate of the edible value of pig iron is not low, but the time available each day has become less. I can ignore the growth of the edible value of evil iron for now. I will wait until Senior Brother arranges for me to go to prison, and then I will increase it vigorously."
Feng Mu was thinking deeply and had a clear plan for the future.
If you want everything, it will inevitably slow down the overall speed of climbing, but if you sacrifice a little speed in exchange for broadening the overall dimension, this will lay a more solid foundation for your future climb to the top.
Feng Mu was mentally prepared for this and thought it was very worthwhile.
“A person must be able to endure loneliness, and only with a lot of accumulation can he achieve great success.” Feng Mu took another big gulp of latte, his eyes as firm as iron.
More importantly, Feng Mu is about to enter a stable and safe period of growth, which is the time that his sister Feng Yuhuai and brother-in-law Zheng Hang have jointly bought for him.
How could Feng Mu easily let down such deep affection?
Feng Mu took another big sip of the rich latte, then took out a few carefully sharpened chopsticks from his pocket.
The ends of these chopsticks are cleverly punched with tiny holes, through which strands of almost imperceptible transparent fishing line are passed.
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This was what Feng Mu asked Hong Ya to do in the afternoon. Hong Ya has her own workshop in the martial arts hall, which is filled with all kinds of strange inventions and creative products. Let's call it Hong Ya's Experimental House?
Feng Mu was dragged by Hong Ya to visit the house once. The house was not large, but it was filled with all kinds of items.
Hammers, saws, electric drills and other metal tools are arranged neatly, paints, sandpaper and other materials are piled randomly, beakers, alcohol lamps and other chemical experiment supplies are arranged in an orderly manner, and there are even microscopes and an expensive centrifuge.
In short, they are all kinds of things and look quite out of place. It is obvious that all the strange but useful three-no products in Hongya's treasure bag are made here.
"There are people who plan strategies, gather intelligence, carry out killings, provide support, deal with the aftermath, and even people who are good at inventions. The Ronggui School is really full of talents. Master Li Guishe is an educator."
The more Feng Mu learned about Douqiong Martial Arts School, the more amazed he was.
It is really a waste of talent for the senior brothers and sisters to be trapped in a small martial arts school. They deserve a bigger stage. Fortunately, I, the junior brother, am here.
Feng Mu smiled, wrapped the silk thread with his ten fingers, swung his arms like waves, and swung the "flying sword" with his ten fingers, dancing wildly in the yard in a disorderly manner.
However, after just a moment, the silk threads became tangled together, and the "flying swords" collided with each other and finally fell together.
Feng Mu did not feel frustrated by this. Instead, he calmly took out a bottle of Hongya's special lubricant from his arms.
He gently applied lubricant to the tangled fishing lines, and then gently pulled them. The fishing lines seemed to be reborn and slid out smoothly.
Come again!
Over and over again! One and a half hours passed... At 5:30 in the morning, Feng Mu stopped practicing and calmly put away his things. He glanced at the system panel, and there was no new icon on the skill bar.
I got nothing from the card draw today! "Maybe my imagination is not accurate enough, or maybe I haven't accumulated enough time. In any case, I will continue to work hard tomorrow."
Feng Mu said to himself that his determination was as firm as a rock and would not be shaken by temporary failure.
After this period of time, his mentality has become as tough as iron and stone and will not be easily shaken.
Five thirty in the morning.
Li Guishe woke up from his sleep and heard the slight noise coming from the yard. He pushed the door open with a hint of doubt.
He looked suspiciously at Feng Mu who was tidying up the yard, and asked in confusion: "Feng Mu, why are you up so early? Did you not sleep well last night?"
Feng Mu shook his head gently, and replied with a calm smile: "Master, you misunderstood. I didn't get up early, but I'm getting ready to go to bed now."
Li Guishe was speechless for a moment, with a face full of question marks: "???"
(End of this chapter)
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