I will eventually become a god

The skills on this panel can actually be upgraded! ?

Xue Jing was shocked.

But after looking at the conditions, his brows furrowed.

The skill level needs to be Lv10, which is relatively simple. Fitness is one of the easiest skills for him to master. As long as he keeps practicing martial arts, he will always upgrade to Lv10.

It requires 1000 divinity, which gives him a headache.

Why is it twice as much as activating the divinity skill?

However, if you change your mindset, the more divinity you need for sublimation, doesn’t it mean that the skills after sublimation are more powerful?

Thinking of this, Xue Jing felt much more comfortable.

Alas, there is really no surplus food at home, and there are two children who are crying for food. Now there is another place for divinity. Can there be other channels besides divine relics...

And the remaining condition full of question marks...

Xue Jing thought about it and it was probably related to the shaking armor skill.

Either it is related to the Shaking Armor Technique itself, or something related to the body was triggered when practicing the Shaking Armor Technique.

In short, if you continue to practice, you will always know.

He couldn't help but have a strong expectation for the effect of fitness sublimation.

[You practiced the Shaking Armor Technique once, fitness experience +209]

[You practiced the Shaking Armor Technique once, and the experience of using strength +208]

I looked at the skill experience points gained, and there was no surprise this time. Shaking Armor Technique is so difficult to practice, it is normal to gain so much experience.

And... Xue Jing pinched the skin on his arm.

He felt that the benefits of practicing the Shaking Armor Technique could not be fully reflected in the gains on the skill panel.

His skin seemed to be awakened, and there was a strange vitality. I don't know if it was an illusion, but it felt tougher when pinched.

This should be a gain that was not reflected in the [Fitness] skill, but directly acted on him.

In fact, I also had this feeling when practicing the Hibernation Dragon Technique, but it was not as obvious as the Shaking Armor Technique.

"Turn on the nebulizer."

Li Qi said beside him.

Xue Jing followed his instructions and pressed the button switch on the nebulizer.

The next moment, the nebulizer began to make a hissing sound, and a light red mist began to emerge from the oxygen mask.

"Use the breathing method of shaking armor that I just taught you." Li Qi reminded.

Xue Jing recalled the feeling when Li Qi controlled his body just now, and began to practice breathing to absorb the medicine mist.

This light red medicine mist has a strong smell of Chinese medicine, and it feels very sticky and difficult to inhale, but Xue Jing resisted the discomfort and continued to practice breathing to inhale it into his lungs.

He could feel that the medicine mist flowed along the trachea, into the lungs, into the alveoli, and into the blood. Under the control of the breathing method, while soaking the blood, it continuously transported the medicine to a specific location.

After a while, he began to feel that his skin was like being burned, so hot that it was scary, and the color began to turn red.

The pores all over the body began to follow a certain rhythm, constantly opening and contracting, opening and contracting...

Half an hour later, the nebulizer stopped working, and no more light red mist came out. Xue Jing slowly stopped the breathing method.

"How does it feel?" Li Qi smiled.

Xue Jing stood up and opened his hands. It was like a hot sweat in the hot summer being drenched by the cold air of the air conditioner. The skin all over the body felt refreshing.

"The skin... is breathing." Xue Jing half closed his eyes and seemed to be talking to himself.

Li Qi was pleased and said, "Very good, you found the feeling in the first practice. As long as you follow this feeling, you will eventually be able to comprehend one of the five killer moves of the Hidden Dragon Flow."

"Its name is - Turning Golden Scales."

"Turning Golden Scales?" Xue Jing read it again and flattered him, "Master came up with it, what a good name."

Li Qi sighed and said modestly, "I've said it before, we martial artists can't always tell the truth, we have to get used to lying..."

"Okay, I just prepared a medicinal bath, it should be ready now, you go soak in it, remember, while soaking, you also need to practice breathing methods, find the feeling of 'skin breathing', so that you can absorb the medicinal power in the medicinal bath..."

"Shaking Armor Gong is extremely depleting to the body. Every time you practice it, you need to take a whole set of secret medicine to nourish it. Otherwise, if you practice it hard, you will die in two or three days..."

...

In the next few days, Li Qi taught Xue Jing the remaining four sets of movements of Shaking Armor Gong, corresponding to meat, tendons, bones, and blood respectively.

Each set is more difficult than the last, and each set requires taking different secret medicines and taking different medicinal baths. Li Qi even personally acupunctures him, and his whole body is pierced like a hedgehog.

Xue Jing couldn't help but sigh, this is the truth of martial arts practice... The kind of practice in novels that you can just practice casually after getting a set of exercises is indeed unrealistic.

The exercises are only one aspect, even a trivial aspect. The secret medicines and corresponding usages that match the exercises are the top priority, and are the real core inheritance of major martial arts schools.

Time flies, and seven or eight days have passed in a blink of an eye.

Canglong Dojo, in the training hall.

"Ha!!" "Bang!"

In front of the dynamometer in the training hall, ordinary disciples wearing training clothes are queuing up, taking turns to step forward, charging and punching on the dynamometer, and numbers keep popping up on the dot screen.

"Wen Zhaorong, punching force 201.3kg..."

Xue Jing was wearing black training clothes and standing upright next to the boxing machine. Her tall and straight posture was like a strong pine tree, firmly rooted in the ground, giving people an unshakable sense of stability.

He held a stack of notebooks in his hand and a pen in the other hand, writing in the notebook to record the boxing strength test results of his disciples.

Today is the monthly quiz day at Hidden Dragon Dojo, used to check the martial arts progress of the disciples.

Xue Jing, who was very idle among his direct disciples, was recruited by Li Qi to be responsible for recording the disciples' quiz scores.

On the soft chairs in the rest area next to it, there were several female disciples who had finished the test. They were looking at Xue Jing, laughing and whispering something.

"Little brother!" Another young disciple came to the dynamometer, cupped his fists and bowed to Xue Jing. After receiving a nod from Xue Jing in response, he began to get into a boxing stance and punch hard against the dynamometer.

"boom!"

Xue Jing glanced at the screen and wrote in the notebook: "Yi Yingyu, 212.2kg..."

Yi Yingyu seemed a little surprised by the results. He looked delighted and bowed to Xue Jing again, happily going to take the next test.

"Little senior brother, little senior brother, why don't you take a test too, so that everyone can see how powerful your direct disciple is!"

A pretty female disciple said teasingly from the side.

As soon as she said the words, there were countless responses.

"Yes, yes, little senior brother, let's give it a try, everyone is very curious."

"Senior Brother, I was not present for both of his attacks. I was completely drained. I will show you your hands today~"

"After all, my junior brother has just started. No matter how talented he is, his boxing power may not be very strong. Please don't force him."

There are also those who use the provocative method.

Xue Jing smiled and just said softly: "No, there is nothing to test, and I guess nothing can be measured."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples immediately refused to give up.

"Hey~ Why do you do this? Let everyone see it without losing a piece of meat."

"Senior brother, you are really afraid of showing your timidity. Don't worry, how long have you been here? No one will laugh at you."

"Whoever dares to laugh at my little senior brother, I will be the first to forgive him, so just try..."

The disciples have always been curious about his very young direct disciple, and they couldn't help but want to tease him when they had the rare opportunity to get in close contact with him.

At this time, a person came to the door of the training hall, it was Chen Fuguang.

He waved his hand in this direction without saying a word. Only Xue Jing noticed him.

Xue Jing looked at the entangled disciples in front of him, thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "Then I'll just give it a try."

Everyone immediately applauded.

"Okay! Let us see the style of our little senior brother!"

"This is a direct disciple. Not being strong is only temporary. Not having stage fright is the most important thing."

"Everyone, get out of the way and watch the little senior brother perform!"

Everyone was laughing and making fun.

They didn't mean any harm, they just took this opportunity to get close to Xue Jing and join in the fun.

The disciples dispersed and made way for Xue Jing.

He walked to the dynamometer and didn't put up any boxing stance. He just turned sideways and punched the leather cushion on it with his backhand, casually as if he was throwing bottles and cans into the trash can.

"puff!"

An extremely dull sound came out, but there was no response on the screen.

"Huh?" All the disciples looked confused.

After Xue Jing finished her punch, she turned around and walked towards the entrance of the training hall.

When everyone was wondering, the leather cushion on the dynamometer suddenly cracked with a tingling sound.

Then, as if a chain reaction was triggered, the cushion cracked everywhere, and the sponges inside shattered like dead leaves and fell to the ground, leaving only a bare iron pipe in the original position of the cushion.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt as if they had seen a ghost, showing expressions of disbelief.

"This is... Roujin!?"

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