"Well, I understand, Uncle Zhong, don't worry, I didn't kill people indiscriminately." Situ Changfeng still explained to Uncle Zhong.

"Well, the young master is going to Luoyang Martial Academy in three days, you have just cultivated and come out of qi, consolidate it in the next few days, and the old slave will arrange it." Uncle Zhong didn't ask, but changed the topic with a smile.

Situ Changfeng asked Uncle Zhong to buy two ash guns, the iron ring for the cultivation of the Iron Fist, as for the dispensing of the cultivation of the Iron Fist, he could only find a way to make money by himself, after all, the family did not have much money, and this was still known.

Practicing martial arts hurts the body, the more powerful the martial arts, the higher the requirements for physical fitness, the heavier the physical load when performing, the heavier the physical load when practicing, and the supporting prescription for practicing martial arts is also a secret technique, which has never been passed on.

Without a prescription, you can also cultivate, but it will hurt your body too much, and if you hurt your foundation for many years, it will be difficult to live long, which is all mentioned in the cultivation method of Iron Wire Fist.

Iron line boxing is a kind of internal and external boxing method, relatively speaking, more attention is paid to strengthening the body, enhance physical fitness, this is the most detailed set of exercises for Situ Changfeng to get the Tao, the internal breath is peaceful, and the sun gong does not want to rush.

In three days, Situ Changfeng was more cultivating the Burning Yang Gong, and since he had cultivated the simplified version first, this time it was very logical to integrate, and there was a system of direct indoctrination, so there was no problem of error.

In three days, the internal breath has changed from a trace to a line, and it can be used freely, and when it is attached to the move, the destructive power will increase with the amount of additional true qi.

In the past, Situ Changfeng practiced with Han Niu, and he didn't dare to take his moves, even if Han Niu retracted his strength, it would also make his arm numb, and with the addition of true qi, there was no problem with the hard next, the only pity was that there were three hundred true qi, at most ten moves, and it would be bottomed out.

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Luoyang Martial Academy, covering an extremely wide area, is located five miles outside the city, at the foot of a mountain, a river passes by.

The martial arts courtyard is ordinary, like many houses connected together, but there are walls that block the view, so that people cannot see the inside.

Situ Changfeng took Han Niu and slowly approached the martial arts courtyard, lining up behind the crowd.

Every year, the martial arts academy will recruit a lot of new students, and those with potential will increase their training efforts, and those who do not teach will graduate after a year or two, and be assigned to various places to serve as low-level officials, or generals, or return to their own families.

Like Situ Changfeng Changfeng, not only has he cultivated his true qi, but he is also innocent, and he is not a child of a big family, he is the favorite of the martial arts academy, and he is also the target of the royal family and the family.

"Those who have cultivated their true qi stand on the left, and those who don't stay in place." A tall, burly, thick, and thick-armed, muscle-like old tree came out of the martial arts courtyard, clenched his big fist, and said loudly viciously.

The face full of steel beards and fierce momentum made the hearts of those who came to sign up jump violently, and they honestly divided into two teams.

After entering, he found that he was nearly seven feet tall (three feet and one meter), with a tiger's back and a bee's waist, and as he advanced, it seemed like a fierce beast approaching, and the few people standing in front of him took a few steps back unnaturally.

There were originally only a dozen people on Situ Changfeng's side who had cultivated true qi, and as soon as he retreated in front, he gave up Situ Changfeng in the middle.

The fierce man's gaze suddenly looked at Situ Changfeng.

Although Situ Changfeng was also surprised by this person's momentum, he looked much more fierce than Dong Ping, but fortunately, he had also killed people, so he didn't show that he was unbearable, the crowd got out of the way, and he looked at the fierce man carefully.

"Huh!" The fierce man and Situ Changfeng looked at each other, and immediately noticed the strangeness of his eyes, and found that Situ Changfeng was not afraid of him at all, and immediately let out a surprised sound.

"Surname Situ?" The fierce man took a step forward, stared at Situ Changfeng and asked.

"Hmm!" Situ Changfeng was not surprised, because many people in Luoyang should have heard of these eyes, so he just responded in a nasal voice.

"Humph!" Seeing that Situ Changfeng was expressionless, and his answer was cold, the fierce man suddenly snorted dissatisfiedly, and strode forward again, walking towards Situ Changfeng.

Situ Changfeng suddenly felt a great increase in pressure, and forced him over like a mountain, making him feel as if he was facing death.

Forced by the momentum, Situ Changfeng was like a fried cat, his hands were in fists, one up and down, and the two pincers under his feet were on the sheep and horses, staring at the fierce man with his eyes.

"Huh!" When the fierce man saw it, he was surprised, he didn't expect that under his own momentum, Situ Changfeng could actually make a counterattack, he couldn't help but exclaim, stopped and watched carefully, only to find that Situ Changfeng actually had a faint murderous aura on his body, and he was forced by the momentum, and he had never seen the gesture he had never seen.

And the pupils in his eyes contracted, becoming very bewitching, and even his eyes were in a trance.

"Haha, good boy! Yes, this general Chi Jingde, if you are interested, you can choose my subordinates. "The fierce man, that is, Wei Chi Jingde's momentum was retracted, and he laughed in a broken gong-like voice, and the big mouth of blood basin was like a fierce beast foraging for food, and like gluttony swallowing the sky, and if you looked closely, you could see that the tonsils out of the throat kept trembling, and a strong bad breath came to the face.

"Huh! Good. Situ Changfeng lost his momentum and forced him, and his heart suddenly relaxed, and he returned to normal, although he was amazed that this was actually Chi Gong, the Duke of Eguo, but he still couldn't stand it, endured the discomfort, and replied respectfully.

"Humph! Yu Chi Heizi, before we arrived, how could we pick people first, you must know that those who cultivate true qi are all selected by themselves. Then another loud voice came.

"Humph!" Wei Chigong turned around and snorted coldly, not speaking.

Situ Changfeng saw that there was another group of people with extraordinary momentum, although they were all bare-handed, no one would doubt their strength, and when they were a few feet away, they felt a little difficult to breathe.

As they gradually walked in, the momentum was retracted, and everyone relaxed, Situ Changfeng felt that his back was soaked, and when he peeked, the others behaved even more unbearable, there were many people who were staggering, and some people had already sat on the ground, if they wanted to say that it was the most relaxed, it was still Han Niu, as if he had nothing to do, still looking around, looking at the people around him curiously.

The first person who first arrived, with a thin face, bright eyes, and not fat, but a large skeleton, wearing a set of crimson samurai uniforms, walked with a tigerish style.

"General Qin Shubao, welcome to the Martial Academy, as long as you have the ability, you can be reused here, everything else has no role at all in the Martial Academy, whether it is status, or money, fame and fortune, if you want to learn martial arts, it depends on your own ability." Qin Qiong glanced at everyone and said directly.

"Wow!"

Hearing Qin Qiong's introduction, many people exclaimed, you must know that Qin Qiong, the prince of Yiguo, stepped on both sides of the Yellow River, beat the six prefectures of Sanzhou, and shocked the eastern half of the sky.