Bang! Bang! Bang!
Chen Ping'an kept rubbing his hands over his body. With several loops of close-fitting cloth binding him tightly, the rubbing produced a dull sound, somewhat like blows landing on cowhide.
In the small courtyard, Chen Ping'an gritted his teeth and practiced like this again and again.
Finally, after half an hour, a +1 experience symbol flashed across his vision.
"It worked!"
Name: Chen Ping'an Realm: None Martial Art: Iron Cloth, Not Yet Initiated (4/5)
Looking at the panel before him, Chen Ping'an was thrilled.
Sure enough, it worked. If he practiced according to this schedule, he could train Iron Cloth twice a day. And if he waited until his rest day, he might even be able to try training three times in one day.
That way, his progress in Iron Cloth would shoot straight up.
Little Tiger Lord of the Tiger Head Gang had come looking for him the day before yesterday. Counting today, it had already been two days. He did not have much time left.
Still, succeeding in his Iron Cloth practice so early in the morning let Chen Ping'an see the dawn of rapid growth.
"Tonight, I'll have enough experience points to reach five."
Chen Ping'an's heart burned as he fetched some clean water and wiped down his body. He had to patrol the streets during the day, after all; he could not head out dripping with sweat.
By the time Chen Ping'an had finished wiping himself down, Chen Er'ya had cooled his bowl of congee to just the right temperature to eat.
Today's breakfast: a huge bowl of congee, an egg, and the leftover chunks of braised pork from yesterday.
Chen Ping'an lifted the large bowl and slurped down the congee.
Chen Er'ya had not even finished half of hers when