Modern Immortality: My Gain Takes Effect A Hundred Times

Soon night fell, and the sparse chirping of cicadas during the day became crowded and noisy. The slow night wind blew the leaves and rustled; the bright moonlight illuminated the black curtain, and the moonlight spread all over the place. The roads and even the roofs of Kong Mansion were covered with silver frost.

Zhao Wumian was led by Kong Lingkui to the room where Kong Ruoling lived.

"You can live here from now on. This is the place where your mother lived when she was practicing martial arts. Although no one has lived there for a long time, aunties clean it every day. You can stay here as long as you want." Kong Lingkui He looked at the room in front of him and said with a look of reminiscence.

"It turns out that my mother also learned martial arts. I thought only men in the Kong family can practice martial arts." Zhao Wumian also didn't expect that his mother also practiced martial arts here.

"Now that resources are abundant, science and technology have developed, and the atmosphere has become more open, except for a few die-hards, there are very few requirements for male-to-male inheritance rather than female inheritance," Kong Lingkui explained.

"So that's it, that's right. In modern times, transportation is not as developed as in ancient times, and resources are difficult to communicate with each other. Naturally, they have to be concentrated and used by those who may have higher breakthroughs." Zhao Wumian also quickly understood that everything must keep pace with the times, otherwise will be eliminated by the times.

"Then what state is my mother in now?" Zhao Wumian was also curious about how powerful the weak and delicate mother in his impression was in martial arts.

"When Ruoling left, it was the early stage of An Jin. I think he hasn't practiced martial arts much in the past few years. An Jin is not like Ming Jin. Once you understand it, you understand it and you won't regress over time. I think he should be in the middle stage of An Jin. "

Kong Lingkui couldn't help but smile when he recalled the girl who was very competitive at that time, but her progress was slow due to her talent. She was determined to leave home and change her life.

"Okay, it's very late now. You should go to bed early. Tomorrow I will arrange a few sessions to practice with you. This will help improve your Wen Sheng Quan. You can only train it without actual combat. It's about the climate." Kong Lingkui said, patted Zhao Wumian's shoulder, turned and left.

Zhao Wumian nodded and said that he understood. Even with the golden finger, it would not be a problem for him to become the Shilipo Sword God, but the proficiency gained from sparring would definitely be more useful than practicing hard on his own.

"But since it's sparring, wouldn't I be at a disadvantage if I don't have any experience? No, I can't sleep tonight." Zhao Wumian closed the door immediately and came to the small gym that came with the room.

"How not to suffer a loss? The only way is to practice hard." Zhao Wumian murmured to himself.

Zhao Wumian originally wanted to practice Hunyuan Zhuang Kung Fu for a while today, but since there is sparring tomorrow, he naturally needs to practice targeted exercises.

So he put on the Wen Sheng Quan mother stance and began to practice Wen Sheng Quan.

As Zhao Wumian continued to move, the words "Wen Sheng Fist Proficiency +1" kept popping up in the attribute panel.

Zhao Wumian's movements became more and more proficient, and Wen Sheng's punches became faster and faster.

From the original ten minutes, it went to nine and a half, to nine minutes, faster and faster.

As Zhao Wumian practices Wen Shengquan more and more times, he becomes more and more energetic.

The body's potential is constantly being stimulated, and the buffs are constantly adding fuel to the furnace of Zhao Wumian.

The Moon Rabbit was tired of playing. As the clouds slowly disappeared, the night was gradually pushed away by the Golden Crow. With a loud rooster crow, the sky was suddenly enveloped in golden light.

It turned out that Zhao Wumian had been practicing all night without knowing it. His training clothes were constantly wet with sweat and evaporated by the gradually rising body temperature.

There was a circle of dark marks under Zhao Wumian's feet, which turned out to be wet from hard work.

Zhao Wumian slowly finished his work at this time. He estimated that it was almost time for dinner, and he was going to wash up and change clothes first, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to pass by like this.

Although due to the presence of buffs, Zhao Wumian not only did not show any signs of fatigue, but showed his masculinity.

Then Zhao Wumian opened the properties panel, ready to see the results of his efforts this night.

Host name: Zhao Wumian

Age:16

Constitution: 7

Strength:7

Agility:8

Spirit:15

Power: All favorable external factors that affect oneself will be multiplied by a hundredfold.

Skill: Wen Sheng Fist (entry level): 89/500 [Five-step divine fist brings peace to the world, Wen Sheng’s magical power saves all living beings]

Wen Sheng Quan - Hunyuan Zhuang (Introductory): 121/300 [Use the mind to bring luck, use Qi to move the body, coordinate the inside and outside, and the Hunyuan is unified]

Gain buff: bright and energetic, full of qi and blood, endless supply of liver, strong kidney essence, full of bones and blood, active thinking, clear mind and spirit, lively and vigorous

"Not only has the strength increased a bit, but the threshold of one hundred points of proficiency is also very close." Zhao Wumian looked at his efforts throughout the night and couldn't help but grin.

"How can I be called approved? It's obviously all done through my hard work and hard work."

"I, Zhao Wumian, can make rapid progress overnight, all because of my extraordinary talent, as well as my sleepless persistence and hard work."

Zhao Wumian walked into the bathroom while he was enjoying himself. After taking off his clothes, he went directly under the shower head.

I hummed a tune while taking a bath, so happy.

Zhao Wumian finished taking a shower, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and then opened the closet.

I saw the four training uniforms neatly placed in it. There are a total of four colors to choose from, green, black, white, and yellow. I guess it is to add a color to the boring martial arts road.

"Then I'll choose a black one to show my whiteness." Zhao Wumian said and finished changing clothes neatly.

Zhao Wumian was just about to go out for dinner when he saw Kong Xu who was about to knock on the door.

"Good morning, cousin, I was thinking of waking you up for dinner."

Kong Xu obviously didn't expect that the pampered Zhao Wumian could actually get up early on his own in addition to his perseverance yesterday.

"Morning, cousin, I just finished washing up. Let's go eat first. I'm already starving."

Zhao Wumian has long been looking forward to what kind of buff the food in Kong's house can bring to him.

Seeing Kong Xu calling him, he put his hand directly on Kong Xu's shoulder and asked Kong Xu to take him to the canteen to eat.

"The food in Kong's house is different from what you have at home. Although it may be a bit different in taste, it is excellent in terms of nutritional balance and supplement to martial arts." Kong Xu happily boasted to Zhao Wumian .

"That's natural. Even if my cook at home can cook it, I, as an ordinary person, can't digest it." Zhao Wumian agreed, and hurriedly pulled Kong Xu to speed up his pace.

"Slow down, slow down, are you so hungry?" Kong Xu's pace continued to speed up, and then he said in a dumbfounded voice.

"I'm not active in my work, and I have a problem with my thinking."

The two of them were joking around and soon arrived at the dining hall.