The boy's movements were quick and coherent. Every time the ax fell, the wood standing on the ground was split into two.
Soon, he chopped off most of the two-meter-wide and half-meter-high woodpile.
This scene immediately attracted the attention of other handyman disciples in the courtyard. They all stopped what they were doing and their eyes fell on Su Yu.
"Junior Brother Su's ax skills are really getting better and better!"
"The whole movement is smooth and silky, and even the sound of chopping wood is so rhythmic!"
"It's useless to know how to chop firewood! His martial arts qualifications are extremely poor, he can't sense Qi and blood, and he will never be able to enter the innate world for the rest of his life!" A handyman disciple with a sharp mouth, monkey cheeks and mean eyebrows said disdainfully.
"Liu Yuan, keep your voice down, be careful not to be overheard!"
...
Although the voices of their conversation were weak, they still fell in Su Yu's ears.
It's just that Su Yu was a human being after all, so he didn't care about them. He was still chopping wood and never stopped for a moment.
Su Yu was not originally from this world. He came from Blue Star. In his previous life, he was a social animal driven by capitalists. Because he worked overtime day and night to catch up on progress, he eventually died suddenly at his job.
After waking up, he found that he was wearing a proficiency panel and his soul was in the body of a person also named Su Yu.
His parents died young, and he lived in a world where war was raging and demons were rampant. Here, strong men could fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and establish sects. However, the lives of ordinary cultivators were like grass, and they were in danger of dying at any time.
Unfortunately, he turned out to be one of these hundreds of millions of mortal cultivators. In order to change his destiny, he used his savings for many years to become a servant disciple of the Qingyun Sect.
However, less than two days after becoming a handyman disciple, his consciousness was replaced by Su Yu who had traveled through time.
Su Yu originally thought that with the help of the system, as long as he practiced hard, he would be able to continuously improve his skill proficiency and advance to the next level.
But after some testing, I found out that the improvement in proficiency data was actually linked to my own talent.
Although his qualifications were as high as "99", he was judged by the system as a "waste".
The information on the panel is definitely not wrong. This abnormal phenomenon can only mean that the standard line of qualifications is higher than 100. As for the specific value, there is no way to know.
Based on this situation, the function of the system seems to be very useless. For now, the proficiency panel is like a recording dial for skill practice. It can only display progress data and cannot effectively increase his practice rate.
Don't look at his rapid progress in chopping wood, but so what, chopping wood can only be regarded as the most common skill, not a skill. No matter how good the ax is in your hand, it will be difficult to use it to kill the enemy.
After all, if you only know the "chopping" move, you will lose your dexterity and will inevitably be at a disadvantage in a duel with others.
"Click!"
Su Chen split the last log in half and threw it into the pyre.
Then a cart was pulled in, and under the envious eyes of many handyman disciples, the piles of firewood on the ground were pulled to the east kitchen warehouse.
He completed the firewood chopping task assigned by his sect ahead of schedule, and now he finally has some time to practice martial arts.
He couldn't wait to come to the "martial arts field" in the courtyard and began to practice "Tai Xuan Blood Moving Kung Fu".
He crossed his legs and raised his arms.
The hands and feet move together, and the body sometimes leans forward and sometimes moves backward. When moving, it is like a falcon taking off a rabbit, and when it is still, it is motionless like a peak...
Once, twice, three times...
An hour later, Su Chen stopped. At this time, he felt pain all over his body, and even his breathing was a little short.
What Instructor Yang said is indeed true. Ordinary people can only practice this technique for one hour a day.
If you continue to practice forcefully, your bones and muscles will be damaged.
Haste makes waste! This is exactly what they say.
[Kung Fu: Taixuan Blood Moving Kung Fu. Not yet started]
"Still the same!"
Su Yu smiled bitterly. He had been practicing this method for 15 days, but he was still in a state of inexperience and could not sense the qi and blood in his body so far.
If you cannot sense the energy and blood in your body, you are destined to have no chance of martial arts, and you will only be an acquired martial artist for the rest of your life.
This is why Su Chen attaches so much importance to this method.
Naturally, he would not practice the "Tai Xuan Blood Moving Technique" again today. But after simply resting for a while, the fatigue and muscle and bone pain all over his body had completely disappeared.
In the following time, he practiced "Basic Boxing" again.
call!
call!
call!
As the fists and feet danced, they brought out the sound of hunting, which was quite imposing.
Half an hour later, Su Yu closed his fist and stood up.
Eyes fall on the system panel:
[Host: Su Yu]
[Realm: Level 3 the day after tomorrow]
【Shouyuan:16/58】
[Qualification: 99 (waste capital)]
[Kung Fu 1: Tai Xuan Blood Moving Kung Fu. Not yet started]
[Skill 2: Basic Boxing. Mastery: 789/4000]
[Skill 1: Splitting firewood. Mastery 46/4000]
...
After half an hour of practicing boxing, the proficiency of "Basic Boxing" has finally increased a little. But compared to the total proficiency value of 4,000 points, this 1 point increase in data is basically negligible.
If the original owner hadn't practiced this method diligently before entering the mountain gate, Su Yu would definitely not have a "mastery" value of more than 700 points, let alone the third level of the acquired world.
One can only imagine how poor Su Yu's martial arts qualifications are.
"Martial arts is as difficult as reaching the sky!"
Su Chen sighed in his heart and sighed secretly.
"Instructor Yang has something to announce, all disciples should return to their positions quickly!"
The steward's voice suddenly came out and rippled throughout the backyard.
All the handyman disciples immediately put down their work and quickly rushed towards the source of the sound.
In less than 30 seconds, hundreds of disciples all stood neatly in five rows, looking up at the majestic instructor on the high platform in front of them.
The instructor's surname is Yang Mingbiao, and he is a middle-aged man in his forties. He is tall and majestic, and he is usually serious in speech.
His attitude towards people depends on your natural qualifications or martial arts level.
Yang Biao put his hands behind his back, glanced at the handyman disciples, and immediately said: "It's been more than half a month, can any of you feel the energy and blood?"
Everyone in the audience looked at me, and I looked at you. They were all silent for a while, looking at each other speechlessly.
"It doesn't matter! It's really not easy to pick out good martial arts seedlings from among the handymen."
Yang Biao shook his head and continued: "You continue to practice, and this instructor will come again after a while. I hope that some of you will be able to sense the qi and blood."
"Back to the instructor, I... I seem to have sensed the energy and blood, but I'm just not sure." Among the crowd, a handyman disciple suddenly raised his hand and said timidly.
"Huh? Come here and let me, the instructor, have a look." Yang Biao's eyes lit up.