Shen Chong first went to help Chen Biao get a bottle of energy drink, and then sat down next to him.

The two looked inside together, watching the starlings show their power and how they use his superb leg skills and amazing athletic ability to deal with the siege of four small team leaders without losing their disadvantage.

Shen Chong sighed: "I thought you didn't pay attention to physical training."

Chen Biao shook his head, "How is it possible! Spiritual source and demon essence are very important, but physical training is equally important. Physical ability is the most intuitive expression of conventional combat power and the basis of everything."

Shen Chong wondered, "Can't you?"

"Actually, there is something that the demon-killing person hides from the non-staff staff. Of course, it doesn't matter if you realize it yourself. I'll tell you directly."

Chen Biao sat up slowly, shivering and trying to unscrew the energy drink, but he couldn't.

It seems that his big and thick figure is really overwhelming.

"Brother Biao, tell me."

Shen Chong helped Chen Biao turn on the water and make a statement of calmness.

"For psychics and monsters, having spiritual sources and demons is actually the case if you open the gene lock."

"Isn't Gene Lock a nonsense in the novel?"

"So I'm just giving an example! Stop not understanding! Shut up! Don't interrupt!"

“Okay OK.”

Shen Chong covered his mouth.

Chen Biao continued.

"After awakening ability, except for those players whose abilities are directly on strength enhancement, the physical energy of psychics and monsters will not increase significantly. However, we can challenge and exceed the limits of our own physical energy. As long as we continue to strengthen training and continue to challenge and surpass the limits, our physical fitness level can gradually completely widen the gap with ordinary people."

"You are also a professional player. Let me give you an example. According to your current level, if you think you are crazy about increasing your high-intensity training, what is your bench press limit?"

Shen Chong thought for a while, "With my self-weight and talent, the limit should be 90 to 100 kilograms, but the domestic training level is limited, and I can only complete a standard training set with 80 kilograms when I am active."

Chen Biao nodded, "Then I can tell you clearly that now you are the best yellow-grade product, and your bench press limit can reach 100 kilograms times 1.2 square meters, which is 144 kilograms!"

Shen Chong calculated with his fingers, "Stop messing around, then according to you, if I reach the top level, I can press 300 kilograms? The new little girl inside is also the Xuan-level captain, right? I think she just pushed 150 kilograms."

At this moment, Shen Chong felt that the little girl was not good anymore.

Chen Biao continued: "She is called Xiao Ai, she is a genius cat demon. When she transformed, she was a lower-level Xuan-level player, but she was not a power player. The conventional limit of her body size is fifty kilograms of bench press power. Now her limit is about 160 kilograms. But she has not yet practiced to the extreme. Today she was just able to challenge 150 kilograms of bench press power."

Shen Chong questioned: "This is not right. If you are right, then the ancient psychic wise men were all shockingly powerful? Take Zhuge Wuhou as an example. Why isn't he both civil and military, but just shockingly intelligently?"

Chen Biao shrugged, "Because he doesn't know! You said that Zhuge Wuhou's spiritual source ability is mostly about strategy. If he practices both civil and military affairs, where can he have time and energy to read books and understand the past? He is not on the battlefield. Compared to physical training with twice the result, he should obviously spend more energy on national strategies and strategies. This principle is applicable to all the world and is common to ancient and modern times. For example, the Hamster King never participates in physical training."

"Do you think it's easy to challenge the limit and surpass the limit? My brother and I have been consuming this afternoon. It took me a full five hours to warm up and get myself into the limit. Then I entered the closed training room with my brother and practiced, allowing me to maintain an hour of completely surpassing my limit."

"My brother can still persist, but I have to stop immediately, otherwise I will have permanent sequelae under severe fatigue damage, and may even die on the spot with muscle dissolution. Next, I will have to spend at least two days to recover slowly. If I want to train like this next time, it will be the day after tomorrow."

"My brother didn't use all his strength when he fought with me, but he could hold on for a while. It was just enough for him to take Wu Lai and the four of them to complete the limit training, but we would all be sore in the next few days, and eating and walking became a problem. Intelligent psychics and monsters, even if they knew it was good, they would be almost impossible to persevere."

"I understand, so that's it!"

Shen Chong's mouth was so big that he suddenly realized that the demon-slaying was indeed insidious. Such important information was hidden.

If the non-staff knew that even if they were in the outside world, their strength could still be continuously enhanced with the growth of spiritual sources and demons.

But if you don’t know, even if the spiritual source is upgraded from the Yellow level to the Xuan level, the melee ability will not be essentially improved.

When encountering the fighting members who kill demons, even if they have exactly the same spiritual source level, they may be killed unexpectedly on the spot.

This principle seems simple, but if it is not pointed out by others, it will be really difficult to understand it yourself.

Who would have no choice but to fuck me for five hours until I was on the limit, and then have to surpass the limit and continue to fuck me hard for an hour?

Shen Chong sighed: "It seems that physical training is really hard, but if you become a combat member, you have to pay attention to it."

Chen Biao nodded, "Of course, we will not miss any opportunity to enhance combat effectiveness, not to mention this method that will be effective after practicing. But even if we train so hard, it is not easy to improve. This is all the effort to grind the water, and it can only accumulate little by little."

"Every time the spiritual source is upgraded, it can increase the physical energy limit by a certain extent. We must temper ourselves and let our level approach the new upper limit little by little until we touch the ceiling."

"This is usually the case. Take me as an example. My spiritual source strength is now at the level of the Xuan level, but I am still quite far from the upper limit of the ability of the medium and low level. I guess when I just reached the upper limit, my spiritual source ability just rose to the upper level."

Shen Chong was shocked, "Isn't this the end never going to see?"

Chen Biao shook his head, "How could it be that the spiritual source strength reaches the upper limit of talent and will not increase any more. Just catch up slowly. Like Brother Shen, you should be quite fast, uh, sorry."

Brother Biao ruthlessly exposed the eggshell of Shen Chong's double-yolk egg.

"It's okay, Brother Biao, where is your talent limit?"

Shen Chong asked subconsciously.

Chen Biao hesitated for a moment, then looked around and lowered his voice and whispered: "According to the rules, this is actually a secret, but it's nothing to let you know, it's a heaven-level."

Shen Chong's eyes were so big, "Damn!"

"Shh, don't tell me, only my brother in our squadron knows about this. It's really a secret."

Shen Chong really didn't realize that Brother Biao, a cowardly stupid man, is actually the future heaven-level boss!

"There is nothing to be proud of. If I have such a talent in the end, I can't realize it too much. If I don't die and have good luck, I will probably be able to barely touch the ceiling in my lifetime."

Chen Biao was not very proud, but suddenly changed his mind, "Brother Chen, do you know why I insisted that you were a genius? Are you invincible at the same level?"

“Why?”

"We will have to rest due to fatigue damage, but you won't! You can continue to train crazy, constantly challenge and surpass your limits! This means that as long as you upgrade your spiritual source, you can touch the new ceiling as quickly as possible!"

"If you face the same level, unless you are unlucky and just hit the same level of practice, you can bully the semi-finished product in a complete state every time! This time you defeat your opponent in the second grade, and you will be more determined by my judgment of you. With the advantage of self-healing ability in combat, you will be so strong that you will explode!"

Shen Chongran, it seems that what Brother Biao said makes sense?

"Practice, brother. Sooner or later, you can reach the peak state of the yellow-level top grade. Then, with your ability, you will not be weaker than me now. Maybe you are not a peerless master, but you also have more self-protection power and you will be more safe when walking outside."

Chen Biao slapped Shen Chong on the shoulder with a light slap.

Shen Chong nodded, touching the "eight-pack abdominal muscles" that were almost re-fusion into a single plate because he was neglected to train for too long, and said heavily: "Did it!"

He was a little excited and subconsciously replenished the spiritual source to practice, sending a signal to the spiritual source in his body.

Chen Biao was shocked and his eyes widened, "When did you learn the foundation-laying technique?"

Shen Chongliu lied conservatively, "Last year...night."

"You only got the martial arts four days ago!"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"It means you learned it in just three days?"

Shen Chong really wanted to tell him that it was actually two days.

To be precise, I spent most of the past two days reading novels, and it took less than two hours to learn the text of the secrets to start school.

The first try was successful, five minutes.

"Frankly, how long did it take you?"

"Looking at the text of a thousand words for two hours, trying it out for five minutes."

Shen Chong admitted it anyway.

Brother Biao fainted directly, and I don’t know if he was tired or angry.
Chapter completed!