When the wind was lying on the table in the living room to write her thoughts, Hanfeng's mother Meeko finally woke up, opened the sliding door, and walked out of the bedroom.

When she saw Hurricane lying on the table doing her homework, a smile of relief suddenly appeared on her face: "Hurricane, do your homework." ”

"Aunt Mebeko."

The wind raised his head, his expression was a little aggrieved, and he looked like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"Ahem!"

The cold wind coughed loudly twice.

The little brother was immediately honest.

"Wind, Daddy!"

Megumi didn't see what the brothers were doing, so she smiled and encouraged her, and then turned into the house and began to prepare dinner.

Han Feng remembered Shennong's incident and immediately followed into the kitchen.

Before speaking, Han Feng first organized the language in his mind, and then asked calmly: "Mom, I heard that there is a doctor with very good medical skills in the hospital, named Shennong?" ”

"Huh? Feng-chan, how do you know? ”

Hui Huizi paused, and then smiled, "It was the wind that told you, but that Shennong doctor hasn't arrived at the hospital yet." ”

Hanfeng asked, "Then when is he coming?" ”

Keiko looked at him strangely: "Feng-chan, is there something wrong with you?" ”

Han Feng said with a wistful expression: "I admire him very much, I want to meet him, if I can, I also want to learn medical skills from him!" ”

"Huh?" Megumi was stunned, and her first reaction was to stop her son's unrealistic thoughts, "Feng-chan, your task now is to study hard in school, you know?" ”

"That's it......" Han Feng had no choice but to retreat aggrievedly, "I know, then I won't learn medical skills from him, I'll meet him, is it okay?" ”

Megumi hesitated, nodded in agreement.

In Megueko's opinion, she has already rejected Hanfeng's request to learn medical skills, and if she refuses to meet again, it will really be too much to say.

But thinking about it like this, Megumi always felt that something was weird.

"Thank you, Mom!" Hanfeng smiled, "Then when will Shennong come, and when can I see him?" ”

Megumi came back to her senses and said, "He will be here tomorrow afternoon, if you really want to see him, I will take you to the hospital after dinner tomorrow." ”

"Well, it's such a happy decision!"

The cold wind was overjoyed, "Then I'll go out first." ”

When he walked out of the kitchen, Meeko thought about it slightly.

"This kid ......"

Keiko didn't know whether to cry or laugh, so she shook her head and sighed and continued to cook.

Living room.

"Brother, I've written it."

As soon as the cold wind came out, the wind handed him the homework book.

The cold wind looked at it, just one page?

It's definitely not enough words!

Hanfeng shook his head: "This is less than five hundred words, rewrite." ”

The wind pouted: "Brother, five hundred words is so difficult to write." ”

"Hurricane, don't be stumped by these little five hundred words! Think about when you practiced swordsmanship, you were sweating profusely every day, and you were exhausted, wasn't it more tiring and bitter than this? But don't you persevere? ”

The cold wind began to pour chicken soup, encouraging him to fight bravely, work hard, make persistent efforts, and create brilliance!

The wind was flickered by the cold wind, and it was no longer possible to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest.

"That's growing pains!"

Cold Wind finally concluded, "Everyone has to go through this level!" Gale, go, dry daddy! ”

"I see."

Sure enough, the wind was stimulated, took the homework book, and began to rewrite it in earnest.

Seeing this scene, Han Feng smiled with relief.

The experience of 500 words is at least two hours to write for the wind, and if I am embarrassed again, three hours will pass.

For the wind, practicing swordsmanship is like those who played with pesticides in the previous life, once they indulged in it, they couldn't extricate themselves, and when they thought of the appearance of the sick ghost when they grew up, the cold wind felt distressed!

Therefore, he must erect an indestructible 'anti-addiction' guardrail to let the wind play less...... Less swordsmanship.

Of course, there are side effects, that is, I am afraid that I may not be able to do homework again in the future.

That's probably what I grew up with, hey!

……

After dinner, Megumi washed the dishes, made the lunch box for the two Hanfeng brothers tomorrow, and went out to the hospital.

Hanfeng didn't have any hope for Mebeko's lunch, so he sat in the living room and urged Brushing Wind to continue to write his thoughts.

The speed at which the wind doesn't write fast, and with the fact that he stops thinking from time to time, at this pace, he may not be able to control it for two hours.

The cold wind waited for a while, a little bored, so he stepped aside and sat down cross-legged.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

When the wind saw that the old brother was going to do something, he hurriedly put down his pen.

"Keep writing, don't stop!"

Hanfeng said solemnly, "Brother, I'm going to refine the chakra, and I'll check your homework later, you know?" ”

"Got it."

Brushing Wind grabbed the pen again and continued to write.

At the same time, the cold wind closed his eyes and began to refine the spiritual energy and physical energy, and let them merge in a one-to-one ratio.

With this fusion, the cold wind found an abnormality.

When refining before, it was so slow that people dozed off, but now, it's at least 40% faster!

40%？

The cold wind moved.

He collected two chakra refining techniques from Daishi Hiramatsu, and twice from Isamu Kashima!

Exactly four chakra refining techniques were fused!

In other words, once fused, it will increase by 10%?

According to this increase in efficiency, then 10 times of fusion is 1 times, 100 times is 10 times, and 1,000 times is 100 times!

So if I collect a thousand fireballs and fuse them all, then it will be 100 times more powerful than ordinary fireballs?

Hanfeng was a little excited, but when he remembered that he could only collect three times a day, even if he succeeded each time, it would take nearly three years to do a thousand times!

So even if he really wants to choose a certain ninjutsu to be strengthened a hundred times, he has to think about it: it must not only have a large number of people, but also be powerful......

Belch...... Thinking about it this way, it seems that Hao's fireball technique is indeed quite suitable.

Han Feng felt that his brain hole was about to be uncontrollable, so he was busy gathering his mind and silently refining the chakra.

Half an hour later, the cold wind felt like it was reaching its limit.

Although the speed has increased by 40%, after adapting to this refining speed, the cold wind finds that it is still slow!

Sharpen the knife and don't cut the wood, and sure enough, you have to collect a lot!

When Han Feng opened his eyes, he saw a big head only a few centimeters away from him, and Han Feng subconsciously hit his head.

Bang!

"Oops!"

Windstorm clutched his flushed forehead and shouted, "It hurts, it hurts...... Brother!! ”

"Oh, it's a little wind."

The cold wind hurt the enemy by one thousand and self-inflicted eight hundred, rubbed his forehead and said, "You don't write your experience well, why are you squatting here to see me?" ”

"Brother, my hands are sore, I'll take a break and write." Hurricane said aggrievedly.

The cold wind's eyes lit up.

Hand soreness is right!

Hurricane is just a child, and his experience of writing 500 words is sour, but he practiced swords before, and he didn't see him shouting sour hands for hours and hours every time, what does this mean?

It shows that when Hurricane was practicing swords, his body had reached the limit but he had been gritting his teeth and insisting, not to mention breaking the limit of his body, and Hurricane did not have the perverted physique of Maite and his son, and in the long run, his body would inevitably collapse!

The cold wind patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Then rest for ten minutes first." ”

Wind's eyes lit up: "Then I'll go to sword practice!" ”

“……”

Practice your uncle!