Chapter 15 Body Hegemony

"Leave the funeral to you, is there no problem?" Shi Hao asked Wu Shibai.

"No problem, please rest assured, Young Master Shi!" Wu Shibai said respectfully, in his mind, Shi Hao was no different from a god.

Shi Hao nodded: "Okay, then I'm leaving."

"Young Master Shi, shall we leave after eating?" Wu Shibai invited earnestly.

"Okay." Shi Hao thought for a while.

After lunch, Shi Hao got up and left, returning to the academy.

This time, there were no twists and turns on the road, and he returned to the academy smoothly.

He boiled a large bucket of water, then put it into the medicinal bath bag, stirred it, and the bucket of water turned green.

Shi Hao took off his clothes and buried his whole body in the water.

Immediately, he felt that the hot water opened the pores, and the medicinal power was attached to the skin, but only a small amount entered the body.

After soaking in a stick of incense, Shi Hao got out of the bath, wiped off his clothes, and then went to the grove.

He's about to start training.

The academy's physical training is to arrange various high-intensity exercises to squeeze out the potential of the human body and improve strength.

However, the correct cultivation method is actually not like this.

Strength is improved by kung fu, while body art is to improve the strength of muscles, bones and skin so as to be able to adapt to stronger and stronger strength.

Otherwise, you can blast a hundred thousand catties of force with one punch, but the strength of your bones is simply unbearable, and it will break before you hit someone.

It is said that if a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his weapon. This weapon is the body of the warrior.

There are many physical arts in Shi Hao's mind, and the best one is called Tyrant Physical Art.

Even Yuan Chengmie hadn't practiced before, because when he obtained Tyrant Physique, his cultivation level was already very high, and it was impossible to start training again.

The other is to practice the Tyrant Body Art to the level of great success, and incomparable precious materials will be used in the later stage, even a strong man like Yuan Chengmie will have to grit his teeth.

Cultivation is a huge consumption, so the level of warriors is also pyramid-shaped. The higher the level, the fewer the number of people. Part of the reason is that they are stuck with training resources.

Fortunately, Shi Hao will have a lot of money in the future.

He posed in an extremely odd position, crossing his arms and legs, then stuck his head over his calves, twisting his body into an anti-human posture.

Immediately, intense pain hit, making Shi Hao almost cry out.

However, he bit his lips tightly, and maintained this position for a long time, and then changed another position, which was also anti-human. In just a split second, cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

At this time, the medicinal bath just now played a role. In this extremely twisted state, all the pores of Shi Hao's body were opened, and the medicinal power was continuously absorbed, strengthening his tendons, skin, flesh, and bones.

After running Tyrant Body Art once, Shi Hao's clothes were completely drenched with sweat.

But he didn't stop, but started a second run.

Then, for the third time.

After three times, Shi Hao finally stopped, because he felt that every muscle was trembling, and if he continued to practice, it would be harmful and useless, and would only hurt his body.

Enough is enough, haste makes waste.

Shi Hao sat cross-legged and began to practice the Nine Revolutions Grabbing the Heavenly Scripture.

One revolution, two revolutions, three revolutions... After nine revolutions, Shi Hao's strength increased by another thousand catties.

Now, his strength has reached 14,000 jin, which is very close to the limit of a junior martial artist.

Shi Hao stood up, looked at the sky, and it was still time for dinner.

Okay, let's practice martial arts.

There is no need to practice Feiyunquan. He started practicing very early and is extremely proficient.

Japanese high-level martial arts!

In my mind, there are as many as seventeen such martial arts, covering boxing techniques, palm techniques, sword techniques, saber techniques, and so on.

Shi Hao prefers to use his own fists, and as for weapons, after all Huayuan State has a ban, non-military personnel and licensed personnel are not allowed to wear weapons, otherwise there will be big troubles.

He is not yet qualified to face the country as an enemy. Not to mention that there are people stronger than him, let's take the army of Mengyang City as an example. The iron cows with the strongest defense in the world are all pierced!

One-on-one, Shi Hao can dodge the shooting of the cloud piercing crossbow under the premise of preparation, but a small group of city guards can guarantee that he will definitely die.

On top of the Cloud Piercing Crossbow, there is also the Moon Slaughter Bow, which requires at least a high-level martial artist to draw, and can pose a threat to even martial artists.

Further up, there is the Amethyst Cannon, which is a big killer that makes Wu Zong's face change.

Only by becoming a warrior can one transcend everything.

The pillar of a country, this is not just talk.

Of course, Shi Hao is just jealous, and he won't be cowardly if he really meets him. At worst, if he leaves and practice for a few more days in the mountains, his strength will skyrocket.

Then practice Bajiquan.

It took only a while for him to get started, and it seemed that he had been immersed in it for decades, and he had thoroughly grasped the essence of every move and style.

No way, he has the memory of Yuan Chengmie.

In just half an hour, Shi Hao had mastered the essence of Bajiquan, it was as easy as if he had practiced it long ago, but he hadn't used it for a long time, just familiarized himself with it.

In fact, it is true.

Come again.

Shi Hao chose another leg technique, called Fengham, and after about half an hour, he mastered it again.

Then come again.

Until the sun went down, Shi Hao had cultivated a total of five Japanese high-level martial arts, and all of them had mastered the essence.

Feeling a little hungry, Shi Hao walked towards the cafeteria.

Huh?

He actually saw the big yellow dog again, rummaging through the trash for food.

The dog also spotted Shi Hao, bared its teeth at him, but slipped away.

Shi Hao smiled slightly, entered the cafeteria, ordered a lot of dishes, and began to eat.

People who practice martial arts have a large appetite, but his strength has been greatly improved, and his consumption today is also large. Naturally, his appetite is even bigger. One person's appetite is equivalent to ten ordinary people!

This amazed the students who came over, they had never seen such edible food.

"As expected of a male god, he is so domineering even when eating!" The female students were all jealous.

Basically only people from Diyuan would come to the cafeteria, because the students of Tianziyuan and Diziyuan were all famous nobles, so they naturally disdain to eat in such a very low-grade canteen.

Eating and eating, suddenly, the cafeteria suddenly became quiet, and there was no more noise.

What's wrong?

Shi Hao raised his head and looked towards the door, only to see that there were seven more people there, and one of them was actually sitting in a wheelchair.

Oh, Song Tianming.

Shi Hao just glanced at it, then continued to work hard, he was not full yet.

Gululu, Song Tianming was pushed over and stopped not far from Shi Hao.

"Hmph, you dare to come back!" Song Tianming said coldly, his face was full of anger.

Shi Hao smiled and paused his chopsticks: "Why didn't I dare to come back? It's not me who lost."

This is a slap in the face!

Song Tianming was trembling with anger: "That's because you took advantage of my unpreparedness to attack me. If you fight seriously, how can I lose to you?"

"Okay, come on, let's call again." Shi Hao smiled.

Did you mean it?

"I have a broken leg, how can I fight you?" Song Tianming roared.

"Your leg is broken, it's none of my business!" Shi Hao shrugged.