Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

On the fourth day, after finishing his morning practice, Tang Wen returned home first.

Four days of sweating like rain, eating jerky and drinking clear water, was not a pleasant experience.

He took a bath at home and had a good sleep.

Carrying his birdcage and Blood Crow, he went to the royal kitchen.

This was where the food for the guards and the Queen was prepared.

"Damn it! Why are you everywhere?" No need to ask, it was Qian Dong speaking again.

"Coming to eat."

"How about I have someone deliver some food to your yard every day from now on?" Qian Dong said grumpily.

"Good brother, it's settled then."

Qian Dong: …I'm more than ten years older than you!

With the meal issue settled,

Tang Wen returned to the yard and carried the fifth, and last, iron training dummy into the underground chamber.

Bang bang bang.

After a round of explosive strikes, the Cannon Fist experience remained unchanged.

He then did a round using leg techniques.

The experience still did not increase.

Mastery (3000/3000)

Tang Wen's state of mind remained calm as water, he had a premonition in his heart.

Continuing as before, he kept exploding with force in his training.

Sweat dripped onto the ground.

Large patches of wet footprints covered the floor of the chamber.

After half a day, Tang Wen walked out of the underground chamber.

The Mountain-Splitting Cannon Fist experience had not increased at all.

Mastery (3000/3000)

His expression was very calm, not because he didn't want to continue training, but because the last iron dummy was broken.

After lunch, he found Qian Dong.

"What's wrong? Didn't they deliver your food?" Qian Dong frowned.

"No, the iron training dummy is broken."

Qian Dong's frown eased, and he waved his hand: "Hey! I thought it was something important! There are so many in the yard, just replace it with another one."

Tang Wen didn't say anything, just looked at him.

"Hmm? What do you mean? Doesn't your yard have spares?" Saying this, he suddenly raised his head, as if realizing something, his voice suddenly rose: "No way? Impossible! Five, I remember there being five in a yard! You broke them all?"

He looked at Tang Wen with the same expression as if he were looking at a pervert.

The guards looked at each other in dismay. Five, what five? What five things did Commander Tang Wen get?

Tang Wen scratched his nose embarrassedly, feeling like he had misunderstood something: "That iron training dummy, isn't it supposed to be replaced every week? I thought you forgot and came to remind you."

"Replace it every week?"

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Qian Dong almost jumped up: "Half a year, half a year! The iron training dummy is replaced every half a year! At most two or three break at a time, two or three!"

Tang Wen nodded: "Understood, let's make it a special case! Get me one that can withstand being hit."

Qian Dong grabbed him and went outside, muttering in his mouth: "No, I have to see it with my own eyes, you better not have sold the iron training dummies!"

When he saw the five neatly arranged iron ball dummies in the yard, he was stunned for a long time before squeezing out three words from between his teeth: "Not human!"

Who could break a thick iron training dummy in a day?

He, Qian Dong, couldn't break one even after training for a month.

"That's not right! You must have used some kind of weapon, a wolf's tooth club? A big iron hammer? Or something?"

Tang Wen said helplessly: "I'm just a little stronger."

Qian Dong scoffed, went down the stairs into the underground chamber. Here, everything was in plain sight. Don't even mention heavy weapons like big iron hammers, there wasn't even half a wooden stick.

"Monster! Not human!" Qian Dong cursed and left.

Before leaving, he didn't say a word to Tang Wen.

The latter shrugged, watched the guards carry the iron ball away, and went straight back to his room to sleep and recover his energy.

When he woke up, there was an extra black metal dummy in the yard.

After taking care of his physiological needs, Tang Wen stepped forward to drag it, preparing to take it into the underground chamber.

As soon as he grabbed it, it didn't move.

Huh?

It's a bit heavy.

He added three parts of strength to his hand before lifting it down.

Is giving just one okay?

Tang Wen exploded with fist strength, tentatively punching the dummy in the face.

Bang!

Not even a mark was left.

Tang Wen was overjoyed: Durable, this is a durable one!

The sound of strikes rang rhythmically.

One day, two days passed.

Until Blood Crow was almost learning to fly.

Finally, on the morning of the third day after replacing it with the black dummy.

Boom!

The fist brought up a strong wind, and the air vibrated.

The dummy didn't know how many times it had hit the wall.

The experience panel flashed gently.

The Cannon Fist had broken through.

Unlike in the past, this time, he didn't use any fancy methods, it was purely "grinded" through.

After the last panel upgrade, he had this premonition, the bottleneck no longer existed.

[Visualization Martial Art: Mountain-Splitting Cannon Fist, Mastery → Proficiency (0/3000)]

Instantly, countless images appeared in Tang Wen's mind.

After a moment, he pulled the dummy back to the middle of the secret room.

Visualize, outline the image, and explode with force.

He quickly lifted his knee, whoosh!

The black dummy, weighing a thousand pounds, was like a puppet sitting on an explosive pressure can, and it collapsed straight, its head suddenly hit the ceiling, and then bounced back.

Tang Wen was surprised and delighted, and with another elbow strike, crack, he hit the black dummy right in the chest, sending it flying out.

"The martial arts realm has also broken through?"

What a great surprise.

He can now pour the visualization force of the Mountain-Splitting Cannon Fist into his knees and elbows.

Personal combat power has soared again.

You must know that just now, a minute ago, he could only use his hands, feet, weapons to use his strength.

According to the martial artist's assessment standards.

At this time, Tang Wen took a big step towards the direction of a first-class martial artist!

Looking at the mottled marks on the walls of the secret room.

He said with emotion: "The feeling of hard work being rewarded is good. I can have my current strength, all thanks to the experience panel!"

After the experience panel is upgraded.

He doesn't need to find a way to break through the skill bottleneck himself.

Just keep grinding!

There will be gains.

What about the Mountain-Splitting Cannon Fist?

Visualization martial arts, hard enough, right!

But after practicing for four days, it broke through the bottleneck as naturally as water flows.

No need for comprehension at all.

It's just that the time is a little longer.

But compared to being unable to break through for a lifetime, what is it to break through after four days?

Um.

Tang Wen thought seriously - it can only be considered a genius!

The secret room was quiet for a while.

Then, Tang Wen punched, kicked, elbowed, and kneed, continuing to abuse the black dummy.

The Cannon Fist has just broken through and needs to be consolidated.

When he was in the yard teasing Blood Crow in the evening.

Qian Dong suddenly came to tell him: "That Crow Elder is looking for you, do you want to go?"

The Cannon Fist has broken through, so there is no need to practice hard for the time being.

Tang Wen said: "Okay, I may not come here recently. Keep the black dummy for me, that thing is very durable."

"Okay, okay, hurry up and go! Being with you is really annoying." Qian Dong pouted.

Tang Wen gave him the middle finger and left with the birdcage.

"General, are you here too?"

Entering the gate of Crow Elder's courtyard, General Zhao was also here.

"Yes, these four and a half doses of medicine, I have tested them, there is no problem, you can take them and use them." After General Zhao finished speaking, he encouraged Tang Wen a few words, and then left with his men.

After he walked away, Crow Elder said hummed and hawed: "You don't trust me, but you still let me make medicine?"

"There always has to be a process of trust, right?" Seeing the old man's unhappy expression, Tang Wen changed the subject: "What do you think of my Blood Crow?"

These days, in addition to practicing boxing.

He has been training Blood Crow in his rest and free time.

He gently shook his shoulder, and Blood Crow flapped its wings and slid onto the stone table, tilting its head and staring at Crow Elder.

Crow Elder also fell into memories. How long did he spend putting Blood Crow on his shoulder?

Three months or five months?

"It's just so-so." He said with a pout.

"It seems it's not as good as you were back then."

Tang Wen asked him again if he could take Blood Crow outside to train.

Crow Elder was even more annoyed: "It's a strange beast, not the little bird in your crotch, it's born to be in the wild!"

Tang Wen looked up speechlessly.

A black bird flew across the sky, about twenty centimeters long.

"Old man! Look."

"Look at what? Haven't you seen a cuckoo bird?"

Pointing to the sky, Tang Wen smiled shyly: "Let me briefly introduce, my bird…"

His words stopped abruptly, and he turned and went out.

Crow Elder was stunned for a long time before he reacted: "Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible! This kid is talking big!"