"Zhen!"
Bang!
"Zhen!"
Bang!
"Zhen!"
Bang! Bang!
In the black concrete room, accompanied by bursts of low shouts and impacts, Zhang Yu finally endured the severe pain that kept coming from his body and completed the thirty-six fitness exercises for the second time.
I saw him sit down on the ground with a bang, and his whole body was already gasping for breath.
Feeling his hands and feet that were still trembling slightly, Zhang Yu only felt that this body had completely reached its limit, and every inch of flesh and blood on his body did not want to move.
But in this situation, the chills and the voice in his head came over again.
"Please abide by the ritual agreements, work hard to fulfill your wishes, and don't deliberately be lazy and procrastinate, 10."
"Damn!" Zhang Yu scolded angrily in his heart: "I've reached my limit!"
"I really can't practice anymore!"
"I have to go to class tomorrow!"
But no matter how he said it or explained it, there was no pause or hesitation in the countdown.
Seeing that the countdown was coming to an end step by step, Zhang Yu could only scold and stumble up again to practice.
Under normal circumstances, when most people exercise alone, it is difficult to push themselves to the real limit.
Only when the master, teacher, coach...... Under supervision and strict requirements, people can often exercise to the limit again and again.
The same is true for Zhang Yu, if he were alone, I am afraid that after practicing the thirty-six exercises of fitness once or twice today, he would be too tired to move and just rest.
But the power of the ritual was like a devil coach at this moment, staring at him all the time, threatening him with death, urging him not to be lazy in the slightest.
The third time......
Fourth time......
Fifth time......
Until the tenth time!
Under the repeated threat of ritual power, Zhang Yu practiced the thirty-six postures of fitness to the tenth time!
During this period, the flesh and blood all over his body went from tearing pain, to needle, and finally it seemed that he was gradually starting to go numb, and he even felt that his hands and feet were about to disappear.
At the same time, every trace of mana in the body was also forced out, constantly injected into those damaged flesh and blood.
After these ten exercises, Zhang Yu only felt as if his flesh and blood and the mana in his body had been squeezed dry, like a rag that had been twisted thousands or thousands of times, and he couldn't unscrew out a drop.
At this moment, Zhang Yu just wanted to lie on the ground like this, not bothering to move at all.
Fortunately, the voice that had been urging him did not sound again this time, as if he thought that at this moment he had really tried his best and really reached his limit.
In the process of exercising just now, Zhang Yu also slightly figured out the characteristics of this ritual power.
"This thing is a bit like a personal intellectual disability, it has no real intelligence, it just operates according to certain rules......"
Zhang Yu has seen similar things in movies, television, and news in Kunxu.
Those powerful magic weapons all contain instrument spirits, and these instrument spirits are like artificial intelligence, with a certain amount of wisdom to deal with various problems, and even those instrument spirits that are powerful enough have intelligence that is no less than that of humans.
At this moment, after making sure that the ritual power did not come out to force him to exercise, Zhang Yu was finally able to relax and feel the effect of the upgrade of the thirty-six fitness styles
Yes, just after Zhang Yu completed the tenth fitness thirty-six styles, he could feel that this martial art had been upgraded.
In that instant, his knowledge and understanding of the thirty-six forms of fitness became more profound.
Many details that he had not noticed and understood enough appeared in his mind like a bolt of lightning at that moment.
On the Yushu, the original "Fitness Thirty-Six Styles Level 1 (0/10)" has also become "Fitness Thirty-six Styles Level 2 (0/20)".
"As long as you practice 20 more times, you can upgrade the fitness 36 style to level 3?"
"If we continue to practice like this, won't we be able to push the thirty-six styles of fitness to level 10 soon?"
Zhang Yu knew that in the realm of qi refining, the level of martial arts and Taoism could only be cultivated up to level 10.
"At that time, even if I don't get needles or take medicine, the effect of exercise will not be inferior to Bai Zhenzhen and the others...... No, it may be much more."
"If this continues, it will not be impossible to improve the physical strength to the first place in the grade in the future."
Thinking of this, Zhang Yu's heart was excited, and he only felt that his whole body didn't hurt so much.
"Horror, my potential is so terrifying, once stimulated by the evil god, it will soar to the sky."
With a beautiful imagination of the future, Zhang Yu, who had exercised his body to the limit, gradually fell into sleepiness and fell asleep unknowingly.
After sleeping until five o'clock the next morning, Zhang Yu instinctively woke up, as if he had gotten up at five o'clock countless times in the past.
But today, his limbs were sore and soft, and it was extremely difficult to even open his eyes.
Although Zhang Yu had woken up at this moment, he didn't want to get up at all, he just wanted to continue sleeping for a while, even if it was on the concrete floor of an unfinished building.
"Five minutes...... Just sleep for five more minutes......"
But just when Zhang Yu wanted to stay in bed, a voice that made him chill sounded from the bottom of his heart again. "Please abide by the ritual agreements, work hard to fulfill your wishes, and don't deliberately be lazy and procrastinate, 10."
"Damn!" Zhang Yu opened his eyes suddenly, listened carefully to the sound as it continued to sound, and after repeatedly confirming that this was not an illusion, he could only sit up cursingly.
At this moment, Zhang Yu suddenly realized that the matter might be more serious than he originally thought.
"In the future, as long as it is related to studying, cultivating, going to university, and working, that is, things related to studying, cultivating, working, and making money to fulfill the second desire...... I can't even slack off a little?"
"24-hour supervisor, right?"
With exhaustion and fatigue, Zhang Yu could only hurry back to the rental house.
Feeling that his body was covered in grease and sweat, he hurried to make up for the 323.4 water bill, took another five minutes to take a shower, and hurried to the bus stop.
Glancing up at the display screen on the platform, Zhang Yuxin said: "Will the next train arrive at the station in ten minutes?"
He found a pole to lean on, and he said to himself: "Let's rest for a while, but fortunately, that broken thing didn't tell me to hurry up and practice at this time."
Zhang Yu, who had just thought of this, regretted it.
！。
Because a chill gushed out of his heart, the nightmare-like voice sounded again.
"Please abide by the ritual agreements, work hard to fulfill your wishes, and don't deliberately be lazy and procrastinate, 10."
"I...... he he" Zhang Yu scolded in his heart: "Has this thing been monitoring the thoughts in my head? As long as I think of a way to work hard and don't do it...... Are you going to kill me?"
So in the countdown, Zhang Yu could only endure the fatigue, and in the eyes of the people around him, who were surprised, puzzled, appreciative, or indifferent, he began to exercise in thirty-six styles of fitness.
Drink!
Bang!
With the last punch, Zhang Yu, who was sweating, sat down on the ground again tired.
Looking at the bus getting closer and closer in the distance, he was extremely happy: "It's finally here."
And on today's bus, Zhang Yu actually found a seat to sit down, which made him feel happy again.
"Finally I can take a good rest."
"Squint for a while, you can't force me to practice on the bus, right? Unless it's a breathing ......"
Just thinking of the word breathing, Zhang Yu felt bad.
"Please abide by the ritual agreements, work hard to fulfill your wishes, and don't deliberately be lazy and procrastinate, 10."
Sure enough, the countdown rang again, forcing Zhang Yu to take the car while running the basic breathing method.
By the way, this matter sounded very simple and cost-effective, but even Zhang Yu gave up after trying it a few times before.
First, the environment in the car is too noisy, making it difficult to concentrate.
The second and most important point is that Zhang Yu is too tired to get up early every day.
It is rare to have a position, he just wants to squint for a while, and he can't breathe at all.
I tried it a few times, and I often started to want to sleep in a daze after a while.
But at this moment, under the pressure of the ritual power, Zhang Yu could only try to exhale, and in the process of constantly fighting drowsiness, he tried to absorb the inspiration between heaven and earth through every breath and breath.
At this time, he also completely understood that the matter was much more serious than he had thought before.
"This is not an ordinary 24-hour supervisor, this is pushing me to death all the time."
"As long as this thing is still on me, everything is lazy, fishing, entertainment, enjoyment, and relaxation...... will all depart from me."
"There are no more weekends, no holidays, no more fun in my life, every minute and every second will be dedicated to study, practice, and work...... until the second wish is fulfilled."
Zhang Yu unconsciously hugged his head: "I will become a complete learning machine, work cattle and horses, and will never have any leisure time, and I will be a roll king for the rest of my life...... Until you are completely destroyed by this pressure!"
He lamented in his heart: "If this is the case in this life, then it will be considered an immortal achievement, what is the use of living for a few hundred more years? How many more years you live means how many more years of suffering you will endure."
"Oh heavens!"
The surrounding passengers all looked at Zhang Yu, who was holding his head and looking pained.
But Zhang Yu couldn't control this anymore, and with the countdown to "Please abide by the ...... of the ceremony" sounded again, he had sat upright again, suppressing the sadness in his heart, and continuing to operate the basic breathing method.
But at the same time, a determination gradually surged in Zhang Yu's heart.
In fact, until this morning, Zhang Yu, who came to this world, was a little confused.
Although he thought about being admitted to a prestigious university, joining a major sect, and successfully cultivating the immortal path, it was difficult to say how much of it was the influence of his original body memory, and it was his choice to follow the inertia of life.
Until this moment, Zhang Yu finally had a goal, something he was determined to accomplish even with perseverance.
That was to become strong enough, powerful enough to completely remove the ritual power that was forcing him.
Zhang Yu wanted to ...... Freedom!
(End of this chapter)