Origins martialist
Chapter 3
"Cutting firewood is considered a martial art?"
Yan Sheng was startled for a moment, and then he was startled.
Regardless of the reason, since chopping firewood was also considered a martial art, and displayed on the prowess panel, it was easy to handle!
"According to my previous life panel development arrangements, as long as the proficiency level reaches 100%, you can be promoted to the next level."
"Splitting ten sticks of firewood is 1% for beginners, so according to the ideal situation, cutting a thousand sticks of firewood can be promoted to a higher level!"
"Actually, there will be fluctuations according to the state and level of understanding, but the difference is not bad."
Yan Sheng thought about it, and gradually understood why the firewood was displayed on the prowess panel.
"Cutting firewood with an axe in hand actually pays attention to strength, and it can also increase arm strength. To a certain extent, it could indeed be considered the most crude martial art."
"If this wood-cut ax technique was given to someone else, it might be more efficient to cut wood, but I am different. If I practice cutting wood to a small level or even a large level, its strength will definitely change."
"The most important thing is that the level of cutting wood increases, and I can earn more money every day!"
Yan Sheng could not help but lick his dry lips, and take another sip, his eyes sparkling.
The most urgent task is to solve the problem of survival.
Earning two coins a day, and even subsidizing from his savings, made Yan Sheng extremely insecure.
But now, in hopes of making more money, Yan Sheng's heart was filled with vigor.
He looked at the pile of dry firewood, as if he was looking at the pile of experiences and copper coins.
"huss!"
He stood up and put a wooden rod in place.
He raised the axe with both hands above his head, and immediately cut it down with all his might.
this time.
Yan Sheng clearly felt the difference.
He had cut wood dozens of times before, with different physical conditions and different concentration levels, and of course the strength and accuracy of his cutting were also different.
but now.
As soon as he got down with the axe, he clearly felt that under the blessing of a force, his condition was better than before!
If he remembered it correctly, the smoothest and most labor-efficient piece just now was this feeling.
"Don't get me wrong, this is one of the panel functions. Compacted state. As long as I have reached the optimal state in this martial art, it will be remembered by the panel, and I will maintain this optimal state at all times.then!"
There was excitement in Yan Sheng's eyes, he slashed down with two axes one after another, and finished it off with a piece of firewood.
At least 20% of that effort was saved!
The tedious work of chopping firewood actually gave him the feeling that he never felt enough.
"continue!"
Geck!
Brak!
The two voices intertwined and sounded in the courtyard, with a regular rhythm.
The more Yan Sheng hacked, the more he enjoyed himself.
Mixed with rest time, a quarter of an hour later, ten more pieces of firewood were cut.
Yan Sheng glanced at the panel of prowess, the corner of his mouth was slightly curved, and it turned out that 2% of beginners after cutting firewood!
Exactly the same as he had expected before.
"The effect of strengthening this condition is very good!"
"If there are no panels, my physical strength will go down, and my arm will hurt. Let alone a quarter of an hour for the next ten firewoods, I fear it will take more than a quarter of an hour to cut! By then, I might not be able to cut down two hundred firewood before sundown.”
"But now, there may be more!"
Yan Sheng felt the sweetness, and after resting for a moment, he continued cutting wood.
…
time passes quickly.
It was noon in the blink of an eye.
The sun was high and the sun was shining brightly, Yan Sheng was sweating profusely, he had already taken off his clothes to avoid getting soaked.
After rubbing his already numb arm muscles, Yan Sheng sat on the ground, eating the bran pancakes with the well water he was carrying.
Although it is not tasty, You have to eat it, the physical energy is too great, if You do not add more, You can faint.
Fortunately, the results in the morning were amazing.
Over one hundred and twenty sticks of firewood were split and neatly stacked on the other side.
The skill of cutting wood on the panel has also succeeded in reaching 12%.
12% made Yan Sheng more labor efficient, and he was even more confident that if there were no panels, he would not be able to split a hundred firewood sticks in the morning.
"Even if physical strength is not as good as it is in the morning in the afternoon, 80 or 90 more pieces are more than enough. Today's task is complete, and you can slowly gain a foothold in the future!"
After a while.
"continue!"
Yan Sheng endured the pain in his muscles and started cutting wood.
. . . .
Cross over!
A firewood had just been erected, when Yan Sheng swung his hand in a twisting motion, and in a strange manner, he slammed the axe. The axe was not embedded in the top of the log, but directly passed through the top.
"This?"
Yan Sheng stared slightly, slightly surprised.
Just now he felt his arm was too sore, so he raised it higher, but he had no idea that this was happening.
He remembered carefully, his eyes twinkling.
"I just.. use the strength of my waist and stomach!"
Unlock the panels, and the skill of cutting wood soared from 12% to 16% in an instant!
The corner of Yan Sheng's mouth curled up.
Proficiency is not the mechanical repetition of action, deliberate summaries and enlightenment will make the effect of the proficiency of the heart better.
After learning how to rely on his waist and stomach strength, Yan Sheng heaved a sigh of relief, and his speed of cutting wood increased greatly.
The rhythmic sound of intersections and cracks rang out in the firewood room in the backyard, which shocked the servants of the master family who occasionally passed by.
Yan Sheng was immersed in the rhythm of cutting firewood.
Time pass.
The sun is tilting west.
Yan Sheng looked at the five piles of split firewood on the other side with an excited expression.
The first day's work was finally completed.
Two hundred and fifty-three pieces of firewood, 25% more than the 200 pieces of firewood thought before, were all thanks to the prowess panel.
At this point in the panel.
Wood cutting skills have reached 29%!
"According to this trend, if it is fast, it may take three days to raise the level of firewood cutting!"
Yan Sheng was very excited, and took his things to go to Gu He to pay off his salary.
Other page.
A dozen tenant farmers dressed in plain clothes were queuing up to pay off their salaries, each of them looking humble, and showing a smile of gratitude to Gu He after receiving the money.
Naturally, the owner of the Gu family could not possibly only have Yan Sheng as a part-time job.
It was Yan Sheng's turn.
Gu He raised his head, saw the skinny young man covered in sweat and his hands trembling, he slightly lowered his voice and asked: 'She is:
"How much firewood did you cut?"
Yan Sheng said:
"If you're in charge, there's a total of two hundred and fifty-three."
Gu He was stunned, then looked at Yan Sheng from top to bottom a few times. In his heart, he admired the persistence of the young man. With the physique of the young man in front of him, it was extremely difficult for him to be able to do it. Cut two hundred, let alone over two hundred and fifty, absolutely with perseverance.
As for Yan Sheng deceiving himself?
There is basically no such possibility.
"Counting from a hundred pieces of firewood, if you cut two hundred pieces, you will get two cents, and if there are too many pieces, it will not count," gu He said lightly.
Yan Sheng showed a bashful smile at the right moment, the 14-year-old peasant boy was handsome, and he was very friendly with his smile.
"I was able to get this job because of the kindness of her neighbors. If I could do more, I would do it naturally. You just have to give me a few cents."
Gu He smiled, shook his head and said:
"You little boy, take it, I'll give you three copper coins this time, and you'll make up for the rest of the firewood again."
He counted three copper coins the size of a thumb from the small cloth pocket next to him and handed them to Yan Sheng, then waved his hand to signal the next part-time worker to come forward.
Yan Sheng was kind and kind-hearted, and after saying his thanks gently, he turned around and left.
It's just that I have a good feeling for this servant Gu He in my heart.
...
Right now, the sour taste of chopping firewood had yet to appear, Yan Sheng only felt a little tired, and his arms and waist were a little sore.
Moreover, he only got three copper coins, which was enough to buy more bran bran bran bran meal, with a joyful mood, he walked leisurely.
It's not much, but it's a good start.
Walking the fine points of the setting sun, Yan Sheng walked towards the outskirts of the village
