March fifteenth.

The Waking of Insects has passed and the Spring Equinox has not yet arrived.

On this day, Zhang Chu's vitality and strength, which had continued to grow after breaking through to the eighth level, finally came to a standstill.

In the early morning, the brothers from Xuanwu Hall walked into the courtyard of Zhang's residence carrying square bluestone strips.

Each bluestone strip is about one meter long, one foot high and wide, and weighs about three hundred kilograms.

Zhang Chu directed Da Xiong to stack five bluestone strips on a book-thick iron plate, connect the four corners of the iron plate with two arm-thick iron ropes, then grab the intersection of the two iron ropes with his left hand and try to lift it up.

"rise!"

Zhang Chu gave a soft drink, and the muscles of his left arm swelled, and the whole arm seemed to expand in a circle.

However, the iron plate did not move at all.

Zhang Chu scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Take off one."

"Yes, Master Chu."

Daxiong, who was standing by, didn't think it was funny. One bluestone bar required two brothers from the Xuanwu Hall to carry it with wooden sticks, but now there were five on the iron plate.

He stepped forward and removed a bluestone strip from the iron plate.

Zhang Chu grabbed the two iron ropes again.

"rise!"

The iron plate lifted steadily off the ground.

Zhang Chuchen felt it with his heart, and felt that his left arm seemed to still have some strength left, but the arm bone hurt like a pinprick, and it was obviously overwhelmed.

It should only weigh about 1,300 kilograms.

This is pure arm strength, without using waist strength to step into a horse stance, or using blood energy amplification power.

He gently put down the iron plate, moved his left arm for a while, and then used his right arm to grab the iron rope.

"rise!"

The iron plate lifted steadily off the ground.

When Zhang Chu felt it carefully, it seemed to be slightly lighter than the left arm, but the pain coming from the arm bone was exactly the same as the left arm.

The strength of both arms is relatively average.

Zhang Chu put down the iron plate, moved his right arm and said, "Add it to eight yuan!"

"yes!"

Daxiong waved his hand, and several brothers from Xuanwu Hall stepped forward, lifted four bluestone bars, and placed them on the iron plate one by one.

The iron plate is about one meter wide, with three bluestone strips stacked on one layer, stacked on three levels, and the height just reaches Zhang Chu's waist.

After stacking the bluestone strips, Big Bear stepped forward and adjusted the length of the two iron cables. After the iron cables were straightened, they were only three or four inches higher than the bluestone strips.

After Zhang Chu moved his arms, he walked to the iron plate, still standing upright without a halt, and then grabbed the intersection of the iron ropes with both hands.

"rise!"

He shouted loudly.

The arms swelled, and the veins on the back of the hands bulged.

"Squeak."

The chains groaned under the weight.

The iron plate was lifted steadily off the ground, hanging five inches in the air.

Zhang Chu tried to persist, but before his strength was exhausted, the tingling sensation in the bones of his arms was even stronger than before.

He slowly put down the iron plate and breathed out gently.

The explosive strength of one hand is 1,300 kilograms with the left hand.

The explosive power of both hands is slightly stronger than the combined explosive power of both hands, weighing around 2,600 to 700 kilograms.

The current problem is not that he is not strong enough, but that his bones cannot support such a strong force.

Fortunately, the period of leap in strength and vitality has passed, and he can now practice marrow.

"Okay, let's put these bluestone barcodes into the corners!"

Zhang Chu stood up and slowly walked aside.

Daxiong responded and directed many Xuanwu Hall brothers to move these bluestone strips to the corner of the courtyard. They can also use these bluestone strips according to their own ability in the future.

Zhang Chu sat in the yard, watching them move stones, and thought to himself: "Should I practice my hands first? Or my feet first?"

"Practice your hands first to be able to fight."

"First train your legs to be able to run."

This is a big problem.

The cultivation of the lower third level is all about water grinding, and the same goes for marrow training. It needs to be tempered bone by bone, so there is no rush.

It's like practicing your hands first. A human arm has thirty bones.

Even if Zhang Chu's own blood is strong and he has a golden finger that can speed up the recovery of blood and can continuously nourish and temper bones twelve hours a day, tempering a bone will still take at least a day or two to complete.

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It takes more than a month to build one bone, and it takes at least nearly two months to build an arm with thirty bones.

During this period, this arm cannot be touched by anyone.

Forced action will only cause comminuted fractures of the bones that are being tempered... This kind of injury will directly affect the results of the eighth-level marrow training. If the recovery is good, a cover will be left behind. If the recovery is poor, the bones of the whole body will not be integrated.

, you can only end up aging at the eighth level.

However, Zhang Chu was involved in a gang, without the protection of his master family and no subordinates who could take charge, so he had to be cautious.

If Liang Chongxiao was still here, he would definitely ask his opinion on this issue.

With Liang Chongxiao's martial arts experience, he would definitely be able to break this issue apart, break it down, tell him the pros and cons, and let him make a choice based on his actual situation.

But now that the little old man is gone, he can only weigh this issue by himself.

"If you train your legs first, you will have difficulty moving for a while."

"Now that the Four Alliance Gang has just been established, I still need to be in charge. It is really inconvenient to have limited mobility."

"Furthermore, only the veterans of the Qinglong Gang should know that I have been promoted to the eighth rank. The gang leaders in other urban areas probably only suspect that I have been promoted to the eighth rank and cannot be sure. But once I become inconvenient, they can confirm it.

I have been promoted to the eighth level."

"My martial arts realm has advanced so quickly. Once the news gets out, I'm afraid it will attract the attention of interested people."

"Furthermore, the current strength of the Four Alliance Gang's middle and high-end gangs is still small, and even Li Zheng, a ninth-grade man, cannot be the leader. If I am unable to move easily, if there is an emergency, all my previous efforts will be wasted!"

"Let's practice first!"

"Practice your hands. As long as you don't use your hands, outsiders won't notice anything unusual. Even if you do, I can still fight with one hand!"

"Let's leave the legs and spine until Big Bear and the others are finished."

Zhang Chu quickly made a decision.

He lowered his head and looked at the little finger of his left hand.

As soon as he thought about it, the blood that was running smoothly in his body immediately began to speed up. Then, under his control, a small stream of blood flowed into the first phalanx of his little finger, shaking gently.

There is no sound.

Zhang Chu only felt a pain on the top of his little finger... a bit like the feeling when a hammer accidentally hit his finger when driving a nail.

To be honest, it still hurts a bit.

But Zhang Chu is a man who has experienced frying himself in an iron pot. For him, this level of pain is completely within the bearable range.

He withdrew the blood on the inside of his little finger, leaving only a trace of blood lingering around the first phalanx.

In his perception, the little bit of blood lingering on the first phalanx of his little finger slowly disappeared!

"It's done!"

He thought to himself.

The bit of blood lingering on the first phalanx of the little finger has not disappeared.

Instead, it poured into the bone marrow along the crack on the first phalanx of the little finger.

He immediately branched out from the circulation of blood in his body and poured into his little finger, soaking the first phalanx of his little finger like a hot spring.

No one noticed Zhang Chu's movements.

Even the brothers of the Xuanwu Hall who were very close at hand didn't know that just now, their gang leader had taken a small step forward in his martial arts practice.
Chapter completed!