Could it be that buddy is a once-in-a-century martial arts wizard?

After listening to Huang Feihong's praise and explanation, Lei Hu was full of joy and a little fluttering.

In less than half a moment of practicing the horse step pile, he has already started, and all kinds of inductions on his body are the unique appearance of the introduction of pile work.

But Huang Feihong's next words made him regain his composure, and secretly spurned his naïve performance just now.

"Sure enough, as I expected, Ah Hu, your own strength is enough, practice the horse step pile quickly, and strive to make persistent efforts to reach the level of entering the house as soon as possible!"

Have fun in vain!

Under the guidance of Huang Feihong, he once again set aside the shelf of the horse step pile, and said with a wry smile before Lei Hu started; "Master, how do I feel comfortable standing on the pile?"

Huang Feihong chuckled lightly and explained indifferently: "If there is no sweetness, what is the hard work of practicing martial arts, many people will not be able to persevere at all!" ”

Lei Hu was clear, feeling the residual warmth of his body, and he had a great yearning for a higher level of national art in his heart.

Then he stood on a horse step pile, and when he finished the work, his forehead was faintly sweaty, and the heat in his body was warm, like a big stove.

Comfortable, indescribably comfortable!

It's like soaking in a hot spring on a cold day, and the pores on the whole body are refreshing!

With both hands clenched into fists, he could clearly sense the strength of his body, and his heart suddenly threw a punch, and a thumping sound suddenly came from the air.

This is not Mingjin!

Lei Hu was very disappointed in his heart, he always felt that something was missing, he had already practiced strength in his body, but he couldn't integrate the strength, let alone blast the strength of all parts of his body along the fist.

"Master, according to my current training progress, when will I be able to practice Ming Jin?"

If you don't understand, you can ask, Lei Hu told Huang Feihong all the doubts in his heart and some changes in his body, and he couldn't help but ask about the things he was most concerned about.

"Let's stand on the pile first, and then talk about it after a month!"

Huang Feihong said with a smile; "I observed Ah Hu you Zama before, and found that with your physical strength at this time, as well as all aspects of quality, it is actually quite good, otherwise you would not have made such a big progress just after standing on the horse step pile!"

Lei Hu raised his hand to listen, and firmly remembered every word Huang Feihong said in his heart.

"It's just that you practiced all the hard skills of the outer door before, as if there is no way to practice, but now you are familiar with the promotion, according to my estimates, you can basically reach the level of strength in about a month!"

Speaking of this, Huang Feihong had to secretly sigh that Lei Hu's physical fitness was good, and it was definitely a good material for martial arts.

The body has not yet grown, and there is no means to stand on the pile to practice strength, relying on the hard skills of the outer door can still be cultivated to the current level, if you start the cultivation of the inner fist early, I am afraid that you will have already entered the realm of Ming Jin, maybe you can go further by chance!

At that time, the name of a boxing master will definitely not be able to run!

These are all thoughts in his heart, and he didn't directly tell Lei Hu to know, even his father Huang Qiying only knows a rough idea.

If it weren't for Lei Hu's recent performance and Huang Feihong's recognition, if he wanted him to seriously teach the tricks of standing pile training, he would have to wait for at least half a year.

Lei Hu naturally didn't know what Huang Feihong was thinking in his heart, and at this time, his mind was all on the subtle changes in his body after standing on the horse step pile.

"Master, when the strength of the standing horse step pile reaches the point of entering the room, does it mean that I have entered the Ming Jin level?"

Having seen the power of Ming Jin, he was quite eager for himself to be able to reach such a state.

"Let's talk about it then, don't be distracted!"

Huang Feihong didn't answer, this is naturally not the case, there is still a key step to go, but at the moment he feels that Lei Hu should lay a good foundation first, and wait for his horse steps to reach the level of entering the house, and then it is not too late to talk about breaking through Mingjin.

With Lei Hu's physical fitness, as long as he has mastered the method of breaking through Ming Jin, it is quite simple to reach such a level, much easier than Lin Shirong.

It's just that Huang Feihong feels that Lei Hu's future in the national art should be even greater, at this time he has just come into contact with the Condensing Pile Gong, and he has no foundation at all, and if he breaks through the Ming Jin rashly, it will be quite unfavorable to continue to improve in the future.

"Okay, then let's train the horse step pile first!"

How can a Southern Fist Grandmaster like Huang Feihong command, Lei Hu can only honestly agree.

He doesn't know much about the internal fist of the national arts, so naturally he won't be stupid enough to practice indiscriminately, if he practices his body, who should he go to cry to?

In other words, just as Lei Hu suddenly lost much sound and concentrated on exercising the horse walking pile, a strange situation appeared on the dock.

I don't know if Lei Hu's tough measures have worked, or for other reasons, in short, the foreigner ships docked at the Chancheng dock have been particularly safe recently.

Some small disputes and troubles that were there in the past have also disappeared.

When the sailors on the ship arrived at the dock, they were basically accompanied by the younger brother of Zhongyitang to help purchase supplies and various daily necessities, and as for the phenomenon of making trouble, there was no incident at all.

Such a situation naturally attracted the attention of the junior brother of Zhongyitang, and the news quickly reached Lei Hu's ears.

"No matter what they think, we just need to do our own thing!"

Lei Hu didn't care, although the behavior of the foreigners was strange, he didn't care too much, and the foreigners who were willing to come to the Chancheng dock were basically not really powerful.

In front of a powerful local snake like Zhongyitang, even if they want to make trouble, they don't have the capital.

Isn't the French captain who made a fuss before disappearing, almost half a month has passed since the fight at the dock, and there is no wind outside, and there is no movement on the official side.

Lei Hu would not be so stupid as to think that the French captain had suffered a big loss, and his sailors were beaten severely, and he would easily expose it as if it had not happened!

He has been waiting for the other party to make a move, but the current calm situation makes Lei Hu feel a little strange in his heart.

Having said that, even if the other party doesn't trouble him, he will find an opportunity to get the other party a little.

At the very least, we must know why that guy suddenly got into trouble, whether it is a unique thing for this guy, or is it universal?

At the same time, the generals of the Black Flag Army stationed in Chancheng also quietly sent someone to send news that the matter agreed with him had been reported to Commander Liu's office, and the subsequent actions would be taken over by Commander Liu himself.

After thanking the soldiers of the Black Flag Army who quietly came to deliver the news, Lei Hu handed over a small wooden box to him to take back, which was the negotiated reward.

Chancheng seems to have regained its calm, but under the calm water, there is a torrent of torrents, brewing an amazing event......