The City Lord's Mansion is very large, after all, this is a family, with the City Lord's Mansion as the center, next to it are more than ten partial courtyards, and then there are hundreds of small courtyards of all sizes.

In the back is the Yan family's training school, which is Yan Hongchen's favorite place in his spare time.

Familiar with the road, and as usual, Yan Hongchen came to the training ground, and at this time saw that the black tiger was practicing with dozens of city guard soldiers.

There is also a group of teenagers who are the same age as Yan Hongchen in the back, these teenagers are the new blood of the Yan family's generation, and the Yan family's descendants have been passed down to Yanjiang North here.

Before Yan Hongchen approached, he heard the sound of the group of teenagers starting to discuss.

"Isn't that the sick son of the city lord? ”

"Look, that's the city lord's waste son, it's a pity that the city lord is wise and martial, but he gave birth to such a waste, tiger father and dog son. ”

"What nonsense, give Lao Tzu a damn practice, don't think about eating today if you don't practice well," Heihu suddenly yelled when he heard the group of teenagers chattering.

was yelled at by him, and suddenly quieted down, Yan Hongchen had long been accustomed to these remarks.

The group of teenagers followed the city guard soldiers to practice neatly, and when they saw Yan Hongchen, the black tiger also saluted from afar.

This group of teenagers are all in the period of physical training, and physical training is the foundation of cultivation, and physical training is divided into two parts: physical training, and bone training.

Practicing the spirit is to practice the physique, and the body will be strengthened after years of exercise, so that there can be a solid container for future cultivation.

Bone training, as the name suggests, is to practice bones, after special training and special drugs, so that the bones can reach the strength of iron.

Yan Hongchen's toxicity has increased with age in recent years, and he has been practicing under the command of Feng Lao.

He has not been idle in the past few years and has been practicing day and night, and with the assistance of Feng Lao's medicine, he has already practiced his spirit and bones to the extreme.

In the past few years, I have worked hard to train myself to fight against cold poison, and with the help of Feng Lao's clever medical skills and Yanjiangbei's strong cultivation to help suppress the toxicity, I can spend these years safely.

If you practice your body, you will practice qi, and that is when you really step into the door of cultivation.

If the group of teenagers of the Yan family reach Qi training, they can choose to enter the city guard directly, or choose to go out and wander outside, it is all up to the individual, and there is no compulsion.

After practicing about a pillar of incense, the black tiger ordered to rest, and at this time, a young man who was slightly taller and stronger than other teenagers walked towards Yan Hongchen.

This young man is the eldest elder of the family, and he is the second son of Yan Wufa, Yan Meng, and he is Yan Hongchen's elder brother according to his generation.

Since he was a child, he has not been interested in Yan Hongchen, a sick seedling, and has been sneering everywhere.

Relying on his father to be the Great Elder, he didn't take Yan Hongchen, the son of the city lord, in his eyes at all.

Just one summer a few years ago, Yan Hongchen came to the training ground for a walk.

Because Yan Hongchen couldn't stand Yan Meng's cold words, there was a quarrel in the end, you must know that Yan Meng is so big and three coarse.

Where can it be compared to Yan Hongchen's mind, but Yan Meng, who was in a hurry, suddenly shot and injured Yan Hongchen.

Yan Jiangbei was immediately furious when he learned about this, and in the end, it was the Great Elder who broke Yan Meng's leg and asked for guilt before giving up, so Yan Meng has always held a grudge against Yan Hongchen.

"Isn't this Brother Chen? Why is there so much Yaxing? At this time, it is the cool season of autumn, and Brother Chen, don't suffer from the wind and cold," Yan Meng said coldly and sarcastically.

"Brother Lao is worried, although Hongchen is weak, he is not so delicate, but it is the elder brother who needs to pay attention, this exercise is so hard, but you have to be more careful, don't flash your tongue", Yan Hongchen responded to Yan Meng without giving any face.

"Hmph, you sick cat still thinks you're a tiger," Yan Meng said angrily.

"Brainless" Yan Hongchen dropped two words and didn't want to pay attention to them at all, and turned around and left directly.

Yan Meng was suddenly furious, shouted "stay", and quickly stepped forward and grabbed Yan Hongchen's shoulder.

Yan Hongchen had already noticed it, and in an instant, he turned around and dodged, and Yan Meng still wanted to attack.

Where would Yan Hongchen give him a chance, kicked him in the waist, and suddenly Yan Meng felt a huge force coming, and his body flew out three meters away uncontrollably.

Yan Meng was frightened for a while, he was the ultimate in training, and he was the strength in the early stage of bone training.

was kicked a few meters away by this sick Yan Hongchen, wouldn't it mean that he was stronger than himself?

Thinking of this, Yan Meng was ashamed, he Yan Meng was the leader of this group of young and new blood, he was the only one who bullied people at the same age, how could anyone overpower him?

Yan Meng quickly got up and rushed towards Yan Hongchen with all his strength, wanting to save face.

Yan Hongchen looked at Yan Meng like a tiger coldly, and the corners of his mouth raised a hint of ridiculousness, am I still the sick seedling before?

Yan Hongchen gathered all his strength, preparing to meet Yan Meng's attack, and said in his heart, "It's good to come, this time I will abolish this grandson."

Just as the two were about to collide together, the black tiger instantly appeared in the middle of the two, and a powerful momentum burst into the sky.

Yan Hongchen even felt that every inch of his skin was shaken by this powerful force.

There was an unappellable surprise in his heart, this is the ability to practice qi martial arts Yan Hongchen felt that as long as the black tiger was willing.

The momentum of the Black Tiger's eruption alone can inflict heavy damage on it, and it is obvious that the Black Tiger is very careful to control its strength.

This is still a perfect practice, if it is an ordinary person who is shocked to death by this momentum, it is possible.

"Stop, that's enough", the black tiger stared at Yan Meng with a pair of cold eyes.

Yan Meng suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe, and trembled, "Instructor, I...".

The black tiger ignored Yan Meng, turned his head and gave Yan Hongchen a look, and Yan Hongchen instantly understood what he meant.

Don't let the news of his recovery go to the public first, and he was almost forgotten by Yan Hongchen.

After all, he was a teenager, and he almost forgot what Yan Jiangbei had explained.

Thinking of this, Yan Hongchen immediately bent down and coughed violently, and immediately returned to his sick self.

Black Tiger once again beckoned the people in the training ground to continue the drill.

At this time, Yan Meng approached and said viciously to Yan Hongchen: "You sick cat, you were lucky just now, and next time it won't be so easy to let you go."

"Oh, just because you're not as good as my sick cat?"

"You..." Yan Meng clutched his chest, and this time he was not lightly angry.

"You'd better not let me meet alone, be careful that I abolish you", Yan Meng dropped this sentence viciously, and turned around and returned to the training team.

Yan Hongchen also returned to his residence, thinking of the momentum of the black tiger just now, the power that only a true martial artist can have, his heart was full of yearning.

It's a pity that the meridians are shrinking, and he is afraid that he can only yearn for it in this life...