"Again."
Jiang Changkong said again.
Zhou Wen nodded and struck again. "Tell me if you can't take it."
Jiang Changkong nodded and took another hit. It was fine this time.
He continued to take the second hit and let the force hit his body.
However, the Iron Mantle didn't move.
After five minutes, the Iron Mantle finally moved.
20.7/40
Only 0.1?
All of a sudden, he felt that it would be faster for him to be stabbed.
The pain also went away faster.
"Let's take a break."
He kept hitting until 21/40.
Jiang Changkong stopped. He realized that the more he was beaten, the slower his improvement was.
In the beginning, it was five minutes, then seven, then ten.
Moreover, with the beating, he would feel very tired, the feeling of exhaustion, this damned body.
It took him nearly half an hour to reach 21/40. If this continued, it would be difficult to improve and he was exhausted.
Sitting on the ground, Jiang Changkong asked, "Did you say that Doctor Zi Ling wants to improve her healing ability?"
"Yes, you probably don't know, but there are star stones in the Star Demon's body."
Zhou Wen thought about it and said, "Some star stones have mutated for some unknown reason and have special abilities."
Jiang Changkong finally understood that these special abilities could be extracted and refined.
Zi Ling had obtained this healing ability and needed to keep using it, tempering it, and getting used to it.
This ability was just obtained, so it wasn't very powerful.
Some serious injuries couldn't be treated, and only small wounds could be treated.
That was why the clinic was set up here and not in the martial arts school.
The people in the martial arts school didn't know how to control their strength. Once they hit, the wounds would be big and difficult to treat.
"Star Demon."
Jiang Changkong touched his chin. The Star Demon must have a lot of energy.
"Don't even think about it. Look at how weak your body is. You're covered in sweat. I don't know when you'll be able to join the martial arts school."
Zhou Wen shook his head. It wasn't an insult, but the truth.
Jiang Changkong nodded. "So, I'll take a different approach. Why don't I continue to get stabbed?"
Zhou Wen: "…"
You're the first person I've ever met who dares to repeatedly stab himself with a knife.
If it weren't for the fact that Jiang Changkong seemed to be acting normally, he would have suspected that there was something wrong with his brain.
"Senior Sister Ziling won't agree."
Zhou Wen said helplessly, "Why are you so ruthless to yourself? Practicing martial arts can't be rushed. If you really can't do it, you can buy medicinal herbs to temper your body. Strengthening fluids are also fine. "
Jiang Changkong shook his head. He couldn't afford the herbs.
He couldn't afford the strengthening drug either.
"The poor can only suffer more."
Jiang Changkong said, "Why don't you put in a good word with Doctor Zi Ling? I'll practice Iron Shirt, and she'll improve her healing abilities?"
Zhou Wen shook his head and rejected his request.
You're not suffering, you're hurting yourself.
"Continue training." Zhou Wen stood up.
Jiang Changkong stood up. His body had recovered quite a bit, and he wanted to strengthen himself as much as possible.
This time, he only managed to improve a little at noon.
The two of them became familiar with each other. Ziling's full name was Ji Ziling.
Ying Ji's clinic had a surname to use as a signboard.
There was also a boss with the surname Ying, the senior that Zhou Wen wanted to woo.
Lunch was cooked by Ji Ziling. It was delicious.
After lunch, Jiang Changkong didn't rush to practice. Instead, he went to the market.
It was a world where almost everyone practiced martial arts, so there was a huge demand for meat.
Everyone liked fresh meat, so there was fresh meat in the morning and afternoon.
After walking around, he earned another two Essence, Qi, and Spirit points, which he kept.
Good steel should be used on the blade. When he reached Initial Completion, he could directly upgrade it to Dacheng.
He continued training in the afternoon, but it only increased by 0.5.
Iron Shirt: Initial Completion 22.5/40
As he ate the dinner prepared by Ji Ziling, Jiang Changkong had an idea. "Brother Wen, can I ask you for a favor?"
Zhou Wen looked up. "What favor? If it's too difficult, I'll reject it. "
"It's not difficult. I just want to be a butcher …"
"No."
Zhou Wen rejected decisively.
Didn't you see that Ji Ziling hid your dagger?
Be a butcher?
Are you going to kill chickens and sheep, or slit your own throat?
Who could tell?
It was best to stay away from a person who liked to stab himself.
Ji Ziling glanced at him. "If you want to die, you can die somewhere else. Don't ruin my reputation."
Jiang Changkong explained, "No, I just want to find a job."
"How can you be a butcher at such a young age? How about this? You can work in the shop and earn three thousand a month," Zhou Wen said.
Ji Ziling nodded. She didn't have any objections.
Before he could say anything, Zhou Wen continued, "Also, do you think it's easy to be a butcher? You have to be certified. "
Jiang Changkong opened his mouth, but he had no choice but to say, "Thank you."
After lunch, Jiang Changkong went home and started working at Ying Ji's clinic.
Zhou Wen helped him train every day, while Ji Ziling treated the injured.
However, the injured here all had superficial wounds.
The most serious injury was that he had stabbed himself when he was killing the fish. There wasn't much blood left.
Naturally, Jiang Changkong didn't get any Essence, Spirit, or Spirit.
He went to the market every day and practiced Iron Shirt.
Five days passed in the blink of an eye.
His Iron Shirt's Lesser Mastery reached 25 points.
It got slower and slower. His Essence, Spirit, and Spirit were at 16 points.
Jiang Changkong didn't stab himself anymore. Ji Ziling didn't say anything, but she wasn't enthusiastic either.
He noticed a problem. Ji Ziling was cold to him and Zhou Wen.
Although she wasn't cold, there was a sense of alienation that kept people a thousand miles away.
In the evening, Jiang Changkong finished wiping the clinic's tables and chairs. Ji Ziling was also ready to leave.
Zhou Wen was the first to leave.
"Doctor Ji."
A panicked shout could be heard.
A woman walked in while supporting a middle-aged man who was covered in blood. "Doctor Ji, hurry up and save him."
Essence, Spirit, and Spirit + 1 + 0.1 …
The man's Essence, Spirit, and Spirit were constantly mobilized.
Ji Ziling quickly sent a green beam into the man's body.
But the man was still bleeding. A few green beams couldn't stop it.
After a few more flashes of green light, the bleeding finally stopped.
"His injuries are too serious. I can only stabilize his condition and send him to the hospital immediately," Ji Ziling said.
"Thank you, Doctor Ji."
The woman quickly helped the man up. But she was also exhausted. Her legs gave way and she collapsed.
The man fell to the ground.
Ji Ziling quickly helped the woman. Jiang Changkong barely managed to hold the man.
He looked at Ji Ziling strangely. The man was obviously more seriously injured. He would die if he fell.
She actually chose to help the woman.
"I'll carry him to the hospital."
Jiang Changkong carried the middle-aged man on his back and ran out.
Ji Ziling followed behind. She sent a green beam into the man's body to stabilize his condition.
"Thank you, thank you." The woman kept thanking them.
He trotted all the way to the hospital. Fortunately, he had reached the primary level of the Iron Shirt. It was not a problem for him to carry a person.
However, he didn't walk long before he felt tired. Once he used up his energy, he would feel sleepy.
Fortunately, the hospital was not far away. As soon as Jiang Changkong arrived, a doctor came to help the middle-aged man.
"Let's go."
Ji Ziling turned around and left.
Jiang Changkong shook his body, feeling tired.
The woman was still thanking them at the door. "Thank you, thank you so much."
"You go in and take care of him." Jiang Changkong said and followed Ji Ziling closely.
"He was hurt by a cow. Do you still want to be a butcher?"
Ji Ziling suddenly said.
"I'm just curious." Jiang Changkong smiled and didn't say much.
Ji Ziling also didn't say anything.
The two separated. Jiang Changkong secretly wiped his sweat. He was tired.
But looking at his spirit, he couldn't help but smile.
"Not bad."
He got five more points and saved a man.
The man who was seriously injured just now had five points.
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