Received rewards one after another, this matter is still very important to Zhong Chao.
Not to mention that after receiving the silver, he can buy meat and Huoxue Powder.
Even the decoction has extraordinary significance to Zhong Chao.
The young men who spend money to find people to sparring with are from truly wealthy families. Even if their decoctions are just given as gifts, they contain far more nutrients than the popular tonic Huoxue Powder.
The rich nutrition allowed Zhong Chao to practice some exercise while recovering from his injuries.
Using the data panel to estimate, after completing three missions in succession, his proficiency in the Pure Yang Golden Bell Shield skyrocketed by a full 198 points.
In comparison, the steam turbine is slightly slower, but still 150 points slower.
This is a very exaggerated progress.
You know, in the past, Zhong Chao would get up at five o'clock in the morning and train until eleven o'clock at night. With such hard training, he could gain about 120 points of proficiency in one day.
Now, the three missions only took half a day, but his proficiency has increased by 198. This is the huge effect of the decoction.
"No, it's not just the effect of the decoction. The beating is really painful, but for the Pure Yang Golden Bell, this is considered extreme training."
"Extreme extreme training combined with tonic decoctions will only cause a problem if my progress slows down."
The rapid progress also made Zhong Chao puzzled - he didn't understand why the tug-of-war behavior would increase proficiency, and the rate of increase would not be slower than being beaten.
But now is not the time to talk about this. The visible progress has made Zhong Chao very excited, and he has no thought of delaying.
As soon as he recovered, he found his steward Zhang Chong and asked him to assign him another task.
Then, the sparring or beating started again.
In fact, the Vajra Martial Arts Hall also protects its registered disciples.
According to the thinking of this era, Zhong Chao and the others were all 'property' belonging to the martial arts school.
If your property is beaten to the point of being disabled or seriously injured, the other party will have to pay compensation.
If you kill him, you will have to pay a lot of money, so under normal circumstances, the opponent has a certain amount of control over his attacks.
At the same time, unless the other party makes special requests and is willing to pay three, five or even ten times the price, all sparring practitioners Zhong Chao and other registered disciples can fight back.
After winning successive victories in sparring, Zhong Chao and the others were able to rapidly improve their status, until they became the stewards of the martial arts hall and even the inner disciples.
The Vajra Martial Arts School is willing and very necessary to cultivate its own strong warriors.
It is a pity that Zhong Chao, who has not practiced martial arts for a long time and has not mastered martial arts skills, can only use the king's eight punches and is not an opponent at all.
Because of this, he was severely beaten again, which actually didn't matter. What made Zhong Chao angry was that after the beating, the other party didn't leave any money for the medicine or give him any money.
"Oh, I thought everyone would give money."
"So stingy... I'll postpone his task tomorrow!"
"well?!!"
The last sentence was not said by Zhong Chao, but by the steward Zhang Chong.
Seeing Zhong Chao's surprised look, he didn't hide it, but said bluntly: "I have a share of the rewards from those rich young masters. Naturally, I hope to meet some generous guests."
"Of course, I can only take a small part, most of it comes from the martial arts school."
Zhong Chao believed the second half, but in the first half, Zhong Chao just laughed.
Of course, he wouldn't say what he was thinking.
"Then thank you, steward."
Because he was seriously injured and had no medicine, Zhong Chao had no choice but to end the sparring session early and return to his dormitory dragging his body covered with scars.
Well, he didn't forget to eat before leaving.
At the same time, including the tug-of-war, he participated in a total of four tasks today, which was one more than the fixed quota. Therefore, five coins fell into his hands.
"It's only five cents for completing one more mission."
Zhong Chao curled his lips and felt a little dissatisfied.
But in fact, the money is already quite small.
Five qian is equivalent to 500 Wen. Calculated based on one Wen and one steamed bun, this is enough for one person to eat for a month.
Unfortunately, the resources required by warriors to eat meat far exceed the limits that civilians can bear.
Now, these two halves (previously rewarded one tael) were spent by Zhong Chao before they were warmed up.
Buy Huoxue Powder.
Instead of going by himself, Jiang Liang volunteered to take the task after seeing Zhong Chao's injury.
Zhong Chao did not refuse. At the same time, he called Jiang Liang over and whispered to him, asking him to go find out the news for him.
…
The potion was quickly bought back, but it was difficult to overcome the difficulties, except for Wushan.
After experiencing the taste of high-end decoctions, he took Volkswagen's Huoxue Powder again. Zhong Chao clearly felt the difference between the two.
The first thing is digestion. He squeezed out the nutrients from a bowl of Huoxue Powder in just fifty minutes, which was different from the previous decoction that could last for three hours.
Moreover, after a pair of powders were taken into his stomach, Zhong Chao's injuries did not completely improve, not to mention that he had no spare energy to practice.
This made Zhong Chao could only endure the heartache and took another dose.
After the body healed, it was already ten o'clock at night.
While there was still time, Zhong Chaoyuan prepared to pour the last bowl of decoction into his stomach and begin his regular practice.
But before he could make these moves, Jiang Liang came back and brought him bad news.
"Boss, I've found out what you want me to ask about... There are indeed deficiencies in the Scripture Pavilion's techniques!"
"asshole!"
Clenching his fists, Zhong Chao looked very ugly:
"I knew that was the case!"
Today at noon, while participating in the tug-of-war training, Zhong Chao's proficiency in Chunyang's Golden Bell Guard increased, and this increase was no slower than that of hammering his body, which made him feel abnormal.
He kept this matter in mind and thought about it for a long time while recovering from his injuries. Finally, he had two vague guesses.
"The reality does not match the description of the technique. One possibility is that the creator did not expect this. Just like Yiqijue, I noticed its flaws and could find ways to improve it."
"The other possibility is that it would teach the disciples and starve the master to death, so... hide it!"
The latter is undoubtedly extremely bad for martial arts students like Zhong Chao, and it is also what he least wants to see.
But he has only been in this world for a short time, and he has already felt that this world is wary of special skills.
Want to be a pharmacist? Give me an apprenticeship for three to five years first.
Want to practice martial arts? Either spend money, a lot of money, or sell yourself and your life to me!
In this kind of atmosphere, Zhong Chao himself would not believe it even if others told him that martial arts schools could easily impart all their special skills.
In fact, the Vajra Martial Arts School didn't even hide it. Jiang Liang got some information after a little inquiry.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Zhong Chao asked Jiang Liang: "If you can easily find out, the martial arts school should be teaching these tips. What are the conditions?"
"Boss is indeed smart. They can indeed teach it, but it requires money. We can get the skills and secrets from Mr. Qin who guards the Sutra Pavilion, but if we want to get a tip, it will cost ten taels of silver. We want to know the skills.
The secret of the Dharma and its mysteries cost fifty taels of silver."
These words made Zhong Chao's strong heart tremble, and his anger was rising even more.
"Ten taels of tips and fifty taels of secret secrets... These black-hearted bastards should hang up street lights!"