Liver Progress From the Beginning

  Chapter 17 Long Endurance

   While the man in the iron tower was resting and drinking water, Zhong Chao was assigned by the steward Zhang Chong to be in charge of a hemp rope.

At the same time, he also said cautiously: "This is your opportunity, you must seize it... Tu Yu is the new headhunter of our Jujiang City, and he will come here for training every two or three days. Eye, you'll have a safe job every once in a while."

   "Besides, the benefits of being valued by him don't stop there. There are many catchers under the head of the butcher, and they often come here for training. These jobs are pretty safe."

   "It is said that someone was recruited by him because of his outstanding performance. For you bronze medal disciples, this is a way out."

  Zhong Chao didn't care about the previous things, but after hearing that he could jump out of the Vajra Martial Arts Gym from Tu Gang and become a government police officer, Zhong Chao's expression finally changed.

   "Thank you steward."

   "You don't need to thank me, if you are taken in by him, I will also benefit."

  Seeing that Tu Gang had rested, Zhang Chong pushed Zhong Chao to the center of the field.

   "Go."

  …

"Suck!"

  In order to get out of the cage of handyman disciples, Zhong Chao went all out and turned on the steam turbine to the maximum.

   "Om!"

After the inhaled air entered his throat, it turned into a billowing heat wave, which drove the blood in his whole body, and also made his strength soar. In the feeling of some swelling (one breath to strengthen the core, inhaling to inflate the body), Zhong Chao grabbed the Hemp rope, ready to restrict the opponent.

   Then, he felt himself being dragged by a racing car and ran.

  …

   Before getting started, Zhong Chao naively thought that this training was useless to him.

  But at this moment, he realized that he was wrong, very wrong.

  Tu Gang's strength is too great.

  His every move and every move has the power of nine bulls and two tigers. In order to restrain him, Zhong Chao tried his best, but he was still easily dragged away by him.

   Strength is relative, and this kind of strength confrontation can not only exercise Tu Gang, but also exercise Zhong Chao's muscles.

   It's just that, at this moment, he has no idea of ​​exercising, but puts all his body and mind on the rope in front of him, trying to limit the opposite side even for a moment.

   "I don't want to miss the opportunity to get rid of the handyman disciple!"

"Roar!"

  With this thought in mind, Zhong Chao's teeth were clenched, his veins bulged, and he really exerted all his strength to feed.

  Unfortunately, the facts are not transferred by human will.

  He went all out, but he still couldn't restrain the opponent in the slightest.

  He only felt that the hemp rope in his hand was like a giant python, a flood dragon, and he was taken away by any random movement on the opposite side.

  Even, Zhong Chao leaned back and planted his feet on the ground, this method of taking advantage of the location—it was still useless.

  The traces of foot brakes on the gravel seemed to be mocking him.

  The only thing that made him feel lucky was that he was not the only one who couldn't restrain him. The owners of more than a dozen hemp ropes all blushed, but they couldn't do anything about it.

  In the center, Tu Gang practiced his boxing with a single eye, while Zhong Chao and others in the surrounding area went all out, and the time passed by like this.

   And Zhong Chao's heart gradually sank from the heat.

   "It failed."

  Because he couldn't restrain the opponent, Zhong Chao felt that there was no hope.

  However, he did not relax his strength.

   It can't be maintained for a long time, but he still has to do a good job today.

   This is also an explanation for the kindness of the steward Zhang Chong.

  …

  While the group of bronze medal disciples was doing their best, the stewards gathered beside them and started chatting.

   "Zhang Chong, that kid was brought by you. You worked hard, but if you don't have the strength, no matter how hard you work, it will be in vain... just like you."

   "Hmph, you are not the same, I see you brought six people, and these six people did not restrain the head of slaughter."

  Such a blunt rebuttal made the steward surnamed Dou feel a little uncomfortable.

"How could it be possible to hold it back? Tu Butou has changed his blood three times. He is really powerful. To completely restrain him, he needs 20 to 30 second-level warriors. Now all the ones who come here are first-level warriors. Only those who can hold him What the hell."

   "Are you complaining about Tubutou not being able to invite martial disciples from the second realm? I will tell him about this."

   "You...I never said that!"

   Although it is true that Tu Butou is not as rich as the rich young master, but the warrior Dou Guanshi dared not offend him when he exchanged blood for three times and became the first heaven.

  Both of them came here with the intention of making friends with this new head catcher, and that's why they were full of gunpowder.

   There is no advantage in speaking, so Guanshi Dou snorted coldly and left the place.

   But Zhang Chong was not too happy after arguing Dou Guanshi away.

After looking at the situation in the field, he sighed and shook his head: "The territory of Tubutouguan is the block that my brother is in charge of. I originally wanted to help my brother, but now it seems that it really can't... The strength of the new registered disciple is too strong. Weak, I don’t have a strong hand.”

  The conclusion has come out, Zhang Chong is not interested in reading it anymore, and went to other places to be busy.

   Regarding this point, Zhong Chao is not clear, at this moment, all his mind is wrestling with the rope.

  At the beginning, Zhong Chao worked so hard, partly because he wanted to be in charge, but now, he is doing it for himself.

  Wrestling with all his strength, Zhong Chao's 'Qi' inhaled into his body was rapidly consumed.

   This is a good thing in a certain way. He can only complete a training cycle when the qi in his body is exhausted.

  As the five internal organs were tempered, Zhong Chao's Qi veins became extremely long, and his endurance also made great progress, which made him hold his breath for as long as 30 minutes.

  For such a long time, Zhong Chao now needs to do strenuous exercise if he wants to train the steam turbine efficiently.

  The all-out tug-of-war just fits this need.

   In addition, Zhong Chao also discovered one thing - in the process of continuous wrestling, the progress of the pure yang golden bell cover on his data panel has improved.

  To be honest, Zhong Chao was surprised when he saw this for the first time.

   "How is it possible? Without hammering, how can the proficiency of the golden bell cover increase?"

   This is inconsistent with the description of the exercises, which makes Zhong Chao want to explore.

   It's just that the current situation is not suitable, Zhong Chao can only keep this matter in his heart.

  But after discovering that tug-of-war can improve the proficiency of the golden bell, Zhong Chao's slightly depressed heart naturally returned to the heat again.

   "Hoo..."

"Suck…!"

   Gritting his teeth after taking a breath, Zhong Chao returned to his bulging veins again.

"Roar!"

   Roaring, Zhong Chao was trying his best to pull the rope back.

  Because of his focus, what Zhong Chao didn't realize was... As time went by, the other ropes had changed several people one after another.

  In order to gain Tu Gang's attention and break away from the identity of a handyman disciple, not only Zhong Chao, but others are also going all out.

   It's just that it takes a lot of energy to go all out.

  It usually only takes three to five minutes before they lose their strength.

   Don't think that this time is very short. High-intensity anaerobic exercise usually lasts for more than ten seconds. In previous lives, athletes' physical strength was considered to be at its peak, and sprinters were the representatives of it.

  But they can only take into account the 100-meter and 200-meter sprint events at most. Once the athletes choose the 400-meter sprint, it is difficult to take care of the 100-meter event.

  400 meters, 20 seconds, this is the limit of high-intensity anaerobic exercise in the previous life.

  Zhong Chao and others pull the rope, which is slightly weaker than this intensity. Naturally, it is difficult to last for this intensity of exercise.

As for pretending to use force... Tu Gang in the middle can feel the strength of the rope. Whenever someone is weak, he will not reduce the movement in that area, but will increase the strength, which makes several people fly away. Or hit the ground.

   In this way, the rope will naturally fall off, and then someone will make up for it.

This kind of thing is easy to notice, but unfortunately, after discovering that wrestling with Tu Gang can improve the proficiency of the Chunyang golden bell cover, and the harder the force, the faster the proficiency rises, Zhong Chao didn't bother to pay attention to other things. My mind is on the hemp rope.

  Because of this, he didn't realize that after fifteen minutes, almost all the ropes had been replaced by two or three people, and he was the only one who continued.

  (end of this chapter)