Chessboard Kendo Hall.

Boom!

A few big shirtless men slammed on Martin with a big wooden stick in their hands.

Click!

The big wooden stick the thickness of an arm broke into two in an instant.

"It's cool! It's cool! Go on, don't stop, hit me hard with iron bars and hammers!"

Martin was shirtless, standing in an empty kendo hall and yelling boldly, revealing his tendons, his whole body was smeared with a layer of shiny medicated oil, and the corner of his mouth was full of a leisurely smile.

There are several big men with tattoos all over their bodies, some with big hammers, some with steel rods, all of them are panting, looking exhausted.

clap clap...

At Martin's request, the loud impact sound came again, and several big men continued to slam their sledgehammers and steel rods on the opponent's body, beating him non-stop.

Within half an hour, several people were exhausted.

"Hey, don't you guys be lazy! Are you still a man?" Martin roared unhappily, obviously dissatisfied with the attack power of these people.

"Boss Martin, Brother Martin, Master Martin... Let's rest for a while, I'm really tired..."

Jason put down the steel rod in his hand and said dejectedly, and looked at the fellow brothers who were panting.

"It's really useless! Do you want to be a swordsman?" Martin was extremely upset, his eyes were cold.

Jason lowered his head wanting to cry without tears, and looked at the brothers lying in a circle, feeling very ashamed and regretful, regretting that he was confident enough to say that he wanted a swordsman, and then received the special training of a swordsman.

A week ago, Brother Martin came to their gym and said that he would teach them the secret of becoming a swordsman for free, as long as their gym includes food, drink and accompanying training.

This made Jason and the others completely overjoyed. All the swordsmen who wanted to become famous quickly, if the teacher Dongxiang Sanmao hadn't died, they would all want to kneel down and kowtow to this worldly expert.

In the next few days, it was simply not a human life.

Martin insisted that he and his boys beat him hard with sledgehammers and steel rods.

It has to be said that an expert is an expert, he is simply a pervert in the legend, no matter how much the hammer and steel rod hammer the opponent's body, they can't leave the slightest trace, leaving at most a white mark.

In the beginning, the big guys were able to fight vigorously, but after a few days, everyone was exhausted. Not to mention the pain all over the body, it was even difficult to move.

There is no way, the demand of this brother Martin is too strong.

The blow to demand can be described as dissatisfaction with desire.

Typical super shaking M!

Shaking M to the point that a dozen or so of them couldn't handle it, and they fell down from exhaustion.

"Useless things, stand up for me!"

"You can't even break through the iron block of one of the six naval styles, how can you become a swordsman?"

"Do you know that the first step to become a swordsman is to cut iron?"

Seeing that Jason and the others were bald and crippled, Martin went up and slapped Jason a few times as punishment.

"Understood, understood...you all get up and start fighting!"

Jason touched his cheek and nodded, urging his fellow apprentices in a panic.

Brother Martin is very domineering, and his momentum is getting more and more powerful. Standing in front of this boss, let alone those brothers, even he will feel suffocated. Now no one dares to reverse his meaning, even their teacher Dongxiang Sanmao Seeing Martin, he didn't dare to say a word.

Now Jason would rather perform a pole dance performance in public than beat someone up with a steel pole.

He is really scared!

"Brother Martin, we really want to be sword masters, but that's all they want. Your iron defense is too strong..." Jason stepped forward and said cautiously.

"Hmph! It's really useless."

Martin snorted coldly. He had been practicing for almost a week, and with the help of expensive medicinal essential oils, he felt that the Dacheng iron block was slowly improving.

To put it bluntly, the principle of this iron block is a bit like hard qigong. It must be accumulated over time, using blunt objects to hit the body parts, and continuously enhance the body's resistance. The stronger the ability to resist blows and swords, the training efficiency can be accelerated. Some, it's a pity that these stunned green swordsmen are not strong enough.

It seems that you have to find more people to beat yourself up!

Unknowingly, Martin has gradually drifted away on the road of shaking M.

Nothing else, everything is to become stronger.

Although being in love with his wife is a shortcut, he feels it is not enough.

Simply choose the training route according to the direction you are good at.

That is the state of Dzogchen that hammers the iron block to the extreme.

Legend has it that in the world of pirates, the president of the world government, Steel Gu Kong is a man who has cultivated iron to the extreme, so he is called "Steel Bones".

During the exercise, Martin can feel that there is still room for improvement.

Just like a piece of steel needs to be continuously quenched and repeatedly tempered to remove impurities, the own iron block is also constantly tempered to become tougher.

The iron block deceives people, but it is also a kind of talent!

"Dinner is served! Dinner is served! Dinner is served!"

at noon.

The disciples of the kendo hall finally waited for the meal time.

The big guy walked to the dining room with a sore back and a sore back, and saw a muscular burly man eating wildly with a rice bowl in his hands. Almost half of the food in the bowls was consumed. dishes.

It is estimated that the food eaten by more than ten people together is not enough for the other party alone.

"Wow, brother Martin's appetite has increased again!"

"Well, it must have risen again, and at a faster rate."

"It looks like we don't have our share anymore."

A group of younger brothers looked at each other, feeling that they were going to be hungry again at noon.

Jason touched his wallet bitterly.

Since Martin entered their kendo hall to teach martial arts and swordsmanship, although the teaching is free, the appetite of the other party is really scary. The appetite of one person is as much as that of more than ten of them.

It's not enough to describe the other party with a rice bucket. This person is a big rice bowl, and he is still a picky rice bowl, because Brother Martin likes to eat meat very much, and he doesn't like meat.

The other party only came for more than a week, which cost him more food expenses than the sum of the previous three months.

His heart and wallet are bleeding.

As the big brother of the gymnasium, he has always paid for the meal.

The baby is bitter, but the baby just can't say it.

well!

In order to become a swordsman as soon as possible, he must endure!

Just as the big guy was stunned, the pot of braised pork had been wiped out, the other pot of white fish meat was about to be wiped out, and the remaining bowl of eel slices probably would not escape the doom of being wiped out.

Martin's attention was all on eating, and he didn't pay attention to the horrified expressions of the people around him.

This piece of iron trains the muscles, bones and skin on the outside, and trains breath on the inside. It also pays great attention to the growth of blood energy. If you want to increase blood energy quickly, you must naturally eat more and drink more.

Now his appetite has increased a lot, especially like to eat high-energy meat, which consumes a lot.

Fortunately, he had a flash of inspiration and thought of Jason, a group of young swordsmen full of dreams.

Otherwise, I really can't find anyone to accompany me to practice. Now let the other party pay for the meal, which is simply amazing.

Kill two birds with one stone and save a lot of money.

With the substantial increase in his appetite, he could clearly feel the steady improvement of his body's blood energy and iron block defense.

The growth of blood energy is closely related to the iron block. If I could barely be considered a fresh meat before, now I am developing horizontally. I look more like a muscular man, belonging to Schwarzenegger level.

After a while, the meals of these dozen people were swept away by Martin, and he belched quite satisfied.

"Everyone eat, I also left a pot of stir-fried vegetables and a pot of cold cucumbers for everyone." Martin rubbed his belly and began to greet the younger brothers around him.

Just as everyone was about to eat the leftovers left by Brother Martin, there was another commotion outside the door.

A group of shirtless young men with swords came in swaggeringly.

These people came with bad intentions, all of them were aggressive and armed with swords.

"Is the owner of the Chessboard Kendo Gym here?"

In the lead, a young black man held a sharp black knife and shouted loudly at the crowd in the kendo gym: "We, the Blackwater Kendo Gym, want to kick it!"

Black knife?

Martin narrowed his eyes as he looked at the long black knife in the opponent's hand.

Today is the May 4th Youth Day, I wish you all a happy Qingmen Festival, get married as soon as possible, and have children as soon as possible

Please hit me with the monthly ticket and recommendation ticket, hit me hard!

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