Chapter 15

Name:The Mad Cultivator Author:王小蛮
"Mom, find me some thick cloth." Ye Kong hurriedly said.

"What do you want cloth for?" Chen Jiuniang doubted.

"Exercise, from tomorrow... No, from now on, I will start exercising! I must become stronger!"

Although Ye Kong has no martial arts teacher to guide him, he still understands the basic theories and methods of physical exercise on earth.

To become a master, you need to exercise your strength, reaction, speed, flexibility and anti Strike ability. With these, even if you win in the next competition, you won't lose too badly.

Ye Kong sewed a cloth pocket with the cloth found by Chen Jiuniang, put more than ten large tiles in each pocket, and then tied it to his legs to start the weight-bearing long-distance running training.

Long distance running with load and squatting with load are the basic training for strength training and the most effective training.

There are less than ten days left. He is pressed for time and cannot be delayed, so the intensity of training can be imagined. The tiles of Cangnan continent are not light. There are about ten black and cyan tiles, catching up with two red bricks. Tie them on each leg.

You know, he is a 12-year-old child, with two red bricks tied to each leg. At first, he couldn't even walk, but he still insisted.

Running around Ye Fu every day, he felt that he was about to fall apart, but a belief supported him.

I want to learn martial arts! I want to be strong!

"Free time, wipe your sweat. If it's too heavy, put less tiles." Although Chen Jiuniang was happy that her son was willing to work hard and make progress, she could not bear to let him work so hard.

"Mom, it's OK. I have to do 200 push ups." Ye Kong gritted his teeth. He knew that his training was too heavy, but he knew that in order to achieve the effect in the fastest time, it was necessary to overload training. Only when he exceeded his load, could he constantly improve himself.

Time and again, beyond the limits of the body.

Every night, when he lies on the couch exhausted, he feels sore all over his body, and every muscle in every joint is sorely swollen. But he is very happy. He knows that his muscles are growing and his joints are strong. It feels like countless ants crawling in his muscles, as if his muscles are strengthening.

In the next few days, all the servants of Ye Fu saw that in the morning, a small figure ran on the path. At noon, he hit the fine sand ground with his fist madly in the grove. At night, he appeared by the pond, jumped into the water, and swam back and forth several times.

"I heard that the fool is not well? Why is he ill again?" Cangnan continent has no such training method, which makes the servants very confused.

"It must be silly again. How can a good person hit the sand if he has nothing to do? Doesn't his hand hurt?"

"Yes, this fool is really good enough to fight. We can't bear to fight once. He was stunned for half an hour."

"Go, go, go. A fool has a bad temper. I don't want to be punched by him."

At the end of the month, it rained heavily, and the big bean raindrops fell crackling. Everyone hid in the house, and even the small animals hid under the tree.

But ye Kong was still running in the rainstorm, as if he couldn't feel the rain wet his hair, clothes and whole body.

The rainstorm is getting heavier and heavier, and the whole world seems to be gray, with the sound of brushing in my ears. On the second floor of a building in the inner courtyard of Ye mansion, a pair of Royal teenagers stood against the window, looking at Ye Kong running in the rain downstairs.

"Brother, what is he doing? Is it because he is more stupid?" Ye Wu, another son of the second wife, asked.

"He is exercising and wants to win in the competition." Ye Wen sneered.

"Exercise like this? Is he torturing himself?" Ye Wu said doubtfully.

"If I'm not wrong, this is a way to exercise muscles and bones." Ye Wen is very sober. He doesn't think ye Kong is crazy at all.

"How to practice muscles, bones and skins outside? Didn't master teach us that martial arts are from the inside out?" Ye Wu said with worry, "brother, do you think he will succeed?"

Ye Wen snorted disdainfully, "from the outside to the inside, you can get half the result with twice the effort, which is inferior, and it is difficult to become a great thing!"

Ye Wen snorted, pushed up the window and walked back to the house.

Ye Wu also laughed, followed up and said, "brother, let me challenge him this time. I've wanted to beat a fool for a long time. It must be great to beat him in front of everyone..."

"Haha, once a month. Don't worry, you have a chance."

"No, I heard that ye long and ye Hu from Sanfang also wanted to take the opportunity to beat him in public for fun. I was afraid they would take the lead."

Ye Wen laughed, "a fool is a fool. Everyone wants to beat him for fun, and I don't know who will kill him?"

The rain stopped at night, and a full moon as big as a table rose. This Cangnan continent is different from the earth. The moon of the earth has more curved days and less rounded days.

The moon in Cangnan continent has more full moon time, and ye Kong guesses that it is the angle of the sun.

At the moment, he had finished swimming. Lying on a bright white stone by the pond, smelling the air after the rain, he could even feel the energy in the air, which was a powerful but gentle force, which made him think of Xiuxian again.

"How powerful it would be if it could absorb the thin power in the air and cultivate for its own use." Ye Kong couldn't help sighing.