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    His body shouldered the heavy pressure again. After taking a deep breath, Wang Man stepped on the gaps between bottles and cans on the floor and opened the door made of bamboo.  Opening the door, outside was the soft and clear light of the early morning. Wherever the light shone, Wang Man saw a refreshing world - a courtyard that was not too small. Bamboos and bamboo shoots were planted in twos and threes in the courtyard.  There are stone benches and tables, and in addition there are several bamboo houses that are the same as where I live. They look not only fresh and elegant, but also integrated with nature.  Seeing this beautiful scenery, Wang Man couldn't help but take a deep breath.  "Huh!" As soon as a breath of fresh air entered the lungs, an old man opened the door and walked out from the other side of the courtyard.  "Huh? You woke up? It was several hours earlier than I thought!" The old man was wearing colorful clothes, and his body was covered with strange silver pendants. As he spoke, he walked across the courtyard slowly but really quickly.  He came to Wang Man's side and looked him up and down, "Well, not bad, not bad. He's recovering well. It's just that you feel tired? Your muscles are tight. Are you nervous?" "No, it's just habitual.  "Wang Man lied and brought the topic to the point he wanted to ask: "How is my mother? I remember she also asked you to treat her." "Okay, I helped her reattach the foot.  Her body is still weak, and she is not as strong as you. I don¡¯t think it will be possible for her to remain intact for a year and a half," the old man said, pointing to the house he came out of, "Well, your mother is here.  If you want to see it, go and see it, but don't make any noise to disturb her." "Thank you!" Wang Man nodded ecstatically after hearing the Gu Master's words. His thanks were sincere.  , no matter for what purpose, the old man did cure their mother and son.  "Go ahead, kid. Don't say thank you, just say something practical. I'm busy outside, so I'll leave first." After the old man said this, he left the small courtyard.  At the same time, Wang Man couldn't wait to walk to the house she pointed to, opened the door, and saw his mother - her mother was lying quietly on the bamboo bed, her eyes closed, but her face was still rosy.  The injured footsteps below have been picked up. Wang Man doesn't know what method the old man used to do something that even modern medicine can't accomplish. However, there are too many mysterious places in this world for him to pursue them one by one.  Seeing that his mother was still well, Wang Man stopped disturbing her sleeping, slowly exited the room, and returned to the courtyard.  "Finally we came to a safer place." Returning to the courtyard, Wang Man sighed. The journey was very difficult. From the tribe to the nearby city, even this short distance was beyond the control of ordinary people.  , Wang Man couldn't help but lament that the weak in this world could not survive anywhere else except huddled in tribal cities.  Strength is the capital to survive.  Now that he had finally settled down relatively well, Wang Man didn't want to waste time - after lying in bed for two days, he absorbed too much theoretical knowledge. Now that he could walk on the ground, he didn't waste a moment and practiced directly in the middle of the courtyard.  He picked up those basic boxing and footwork techniques.  "Huhu" punches and kicks, Wang Man did not have any fancy moves, he just practiced one move after another, which seemed very boring And while practicing, Wang Man did not forget to practice his strength.  With the mantras and mental techniques, combined with the heavy pressure and current of the spiritual lock formation on his body, he continued to strengthen himself in the midst of boredom and pain Throughout the day, from morning to night, he almost repeated the same few steps.  This action, if it were an ordinary person, would have been boring to the point of mental breakdown, but Wang Man, as a person who is going to die in three months, can endure it Only by quickly improving his strength can he have the capital to speak Especially in this situation.  In this "Slave Chamber of Commerce", which is similar to a mafia organization, if you don't have the strength, you will never have the capital to stand up.  The day passed in a blink of an eye, and when night came, the president of the Slave Chamber of Commerce, the man who was the leader before, came to this courtyard with his two successors.  "Haha, you are recovering well. Have you practiced this skill?" The president of the Chamber of Commerce had a loud voice, giving people a very wild and rough feeling. However, after what happened in the past few days, Wang Man knew that this was a very  A cunning, thoughtful person.  When he arrived, Wang Man was practicing basic boxing skills and was covered in sweat.  "Well, I want to become stronger." When Wang Man heard the voice of the president of the Chamber of Commerce, Wang Man put away his fists and turned around to say hello to him - basic courtesy is a must for people who are above others.  "Okay, it's good to become stronger. When you become stronger, you can eat others. If you are not strong enough, you can only be skinned and eaten alive by others." What the president of the Chamber of Commerce said was simple and crude, but it made sense. "Let me see you. Since you have entered  If you join our business group, that¡¯sPeople from our business group, do you have any objections?  "    "No.  " Or "I have to" no. "Well, I kept you here because I saw your strength - the development of business groups requires talents, and I like talents!  I¡¯ll give you a badge. From now on, you can walk around Beicheng with this badge!  "As the president of the Chamber of Commerce spoke, he took out a stone tablet from his clothes, threw it to Wang Man in the air, and then left here again with the two teenagers without a word of nonsense. Watching the president of the Chamber of Commerce leave.  , Wang Man looked at the waist badge in his hand - the stone was made of strange stone and looked very hard, with a huge spider carved on it, which should be the logo of the Slave Chamber of Commerce. After taking a look, he thought it was similar.  After getting rid of the identification thing, Wang Man hung it on his waist and continued to practice boxing. In this way, another seven or eight days passed with boring practice.  Wang Man hardly left the courtyard, and someone brought him food and drink every day. His mother also woke up on the third day, and her body was gradually recovering. In these seven or eight days, Wang Man's cultivation progress increased day by day.  , when he finished today, he had almost completed all stages of the training period - his strength had greatly increased, and he was three or four times stronger than ten days ago. "Well, not bad, I will consolidate it tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."  Entering the next stage - the skin plasticization stage, I didn't expect that the flesh bug could also speed up your cultivation progress.  "Seeing that Wang Man had completed his strength training, Shu Ling said happily: "Now, even if you don't activate the magic formula of the "Mad Demon Ancient Scripture", you should be able to fight with Wang Hao or the boy from that day!  When fighting in the future, if possible, try not to use the techniques from the "Ancient Sutra", as they will cause too much harm to the body.  "    "I see.  "Wang Man nodded and exited Shu Ling's space. When he opened his eyes, he saw a person slowly walking into the courtyard from outside.
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