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A Flash of Light! He understood!

He picked up another silver needle whose tip was almost worn out and stood in front of the wooden board.

This time, he closed his eyes. He no longer stared at the board with his eyes, but threw it by feeling.

At the same time, he silently felt the strength of his arm, palm, and even fingers. He wanted to gather all the strength into one point.

Whoosh!

Ding! Weng! Weng! Weng!

The flying needle was thrown, and the sound was still the same as before.

Fang Hao stepped forward.

This time, the silver needle did not go too deep. It still penetrated about one-third of the body.

After staring at the wooden board for a while, Fang Hao sighed silently.

As expected…there was no shortcut. He could only do it through a lot of practice.

……

On the ninth day, the live broadcast continued.

"Brother, these needles are almost worn out. Don't you need to change some?”Fang Shu picked up a silver needle and examined it.

Fang Hao shook his head." No need. This is the best. It can help me practice better."”

Fang Shu nodded her head thoughtfully.

Although she didn't understand anything and didn't understand what he said, since her brother said that it was good, there shouldn't be a problem.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Faint sounds could be heard as the flying needles pierced into the wooden board. The hanging wooden board shook slowly and orderly.

Fang Hao shook his aching fingers and took a few steps forward to pull out the silver needles from the wooden board one by one.

He could feel that after so many days of hard work, his finger techniques had become more and more proficient, and his techniques had become stronger.

With this kind of needle, he could already insert a third of the needle into the body, or even a little more.

Perhaps…he was about to break through his bottleneck?

At this moment, Fang Hao had this thought.

Ignoring the audience's reaction, Fang Hao quietly put away all the silver needles and ended today's live broadcast.

He sat in front of his desk and carefully pondered over his practice today.

He summarized, concluded, and came up with an effective method to put into practice.

Fang Hao had been doing this since a long time ago, and today was no exception.

Soon, after he had digested today's practice, he took out his textbook and entered the revision stage.

……

On the tenth day, the live broadcast continued.

Fang Hao made a preliminary attempt today. He completely ground the needle and continued practicing.

However, the effect was not good. The silver needle could only be inserted into the needle.

……

On the fifteenth day, the live broadcast continued.

Fang Hao's attempts had yielded feedback. He was already able to make one-third of the needle, which had been completely ground flat, sink in.

……

On the 20th day.

Fang Hao smoothed out another batch of silver needles and continued practicing. He still kept one-third of the needles in.

However, Fang Hao's feeling of breaking through the bottleneck became even stronger today.

……

Day 40.

Fang Hao held the silver needle in his hand, took a deep breath, and threw it at the piece of wood again.

Whoosh!

Ding! Weng! Weng! Weng!

It sank into one-third of the space.

Still like this…

What exactly went wrong?

Why was there not much progress even after half a month…

Could it be that there's a problem with my practice method?

Just as his thoughts were wandering, a small hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Brother, do your best. You can definitely do it.”Fang Shu stood behind him and cheered him on.

Fang Hao nodded and smiled.

At this moment, bullet comments appeared in the live broadcast room.

If you ask me, give up. It's useless to continue practicing like this. This is the limit.

It was great to have a dream, but it also depended on whether the dream could be realized.

How many more days does the streamer plan on practicing?

How many more days do you plan to practice?

Fang Hao had never thought about this.

Most importantly, he didn't know how many more days he would need to practice to achieve the results he wanted.

A flying needle piercing through a wooden plank…

Thinking about it, it was indeed cool and difficult.

He picked up a flattened silver needle and carefully touched the thin silver needle. His gaze was absent-minded, and all kinds of thoughts flew in his mind.

The experiences he had gathered over the past few days surfaced in his mind.

His control of power had also reached a certain stage. He just needed an opportunity to break through.

However, this opportunity was the hardest to find and grasp.

How should he gather all his power…into his fingers…

Fang Shu looked at her brother's condition and knew that it was not the time to disturb him. She sat on the chair and rested her small head on the back of the chair. She stared at her brother with wide eyes. After a while, her eyes became a little sleepy.

Fang Hao ignored everything around him and was still lost in his thoughts.

Power... gathered, chose a point to explode...

Fang Hao closed his eyes and held the silver needle tightly. He felt the surge and disappearance of his power, and the increase and decrease of his explosive power.

Just like that, after going back and forth several times.

Suddenly.

Something seemed to have appeared in his mind and then disappeared quickly. His entire body trembled violently.

There was also an indescribable and unknown feeling in his mind that was slowly recovering, waking up, and completely emerging!

At the same time, an unprecedented power was surging in his body, from his feet to his spine, and then up to the top of his skull.

In an instant, it was as if something had been broken. That power quickly dispersed in an instant, spreading to his limbs, bones, and various parts of his body.

Immediately after, Fang Hao felt his surroundings change. The indescribable haziness, yet the terrifying sense of being able to see through everything, was vividly displayed at this moment.

In the next second, all the power seemed to have been driven and crazily surged into the two fingers holding the silver needle.

At this moment, right now, he immediately threw out the silver needle in his hand!

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