Chu family, school field.

The morning sun was born, the disciples of the Chu family were sweating, struggling to swing their fists and feet, although they couldn't see any ferocity, but there was an inexplicable force on the fists and feet, and faintly, there was a wave of qi rippling out.

"Is this the power of martial arts? Is it really amazing?" At the edge of the school field, a young man dressed in white with a grim expression looked at the children of the Chu family who were in full swing without sorrow or joy, as if he was an outsider who didn't want to do it.

"Have you heard?"

When Chu Feng was watching the boxing practice, several busy boxers passed by.

Chu Feng's face was expressionless, and he quietly pricked up his ears, because yesterday's seizure was too intense, the memory of the former lord was intermittent, and many of the inside stories of the Chu family were not very clear for a while, but fortunately, the former lord lost his mother since he was a child, and his father was the patriarch of the Chu family, and he was busy with government affairs.

As soon as the leading boxer's words began, he immediately attracted a wave of curious eyes.

"Li Tou, do you mean that in the school competition yesterday, Feng Shao was seriously injured by Yang Shao's mistake?" one of the thin men seemed to remember something, looked left and right, and said in a low voice.

The boxer smiled contemptuously, glanced at him, and glanced at Chu Feng disdainfully, "Ergouzi, you only know one of them, you don't know the other, if it's just injured and defeated, it's okay, he Young Master Feng is not the first, or the second, there is a patriarch to preside over the overall situation, even if it is the second, what is it?"

"Is there anything else that can't be done?" the other boxer asked, turning around.

Chu Feng frowned, touched his chest with a faint pain, it was inevitable that there would be some sequelae after the seizure, I thought that the muscles and pulses were not smooth, and the Tanzhong acupoint would be faintly painful after a few days, but I didn't expect it to be the problem of the previous master, it seems that the serious injury of the martial arts competition is by no means as simple as the original owner imagined, at least it is not good to raise.

The boxer surnamed Li laughed teasingly, his voice was a little louder, and he gloated, "Do you know what is the most important thing in martial arts?"

"Luck!"

"Diligence!"

"Exercises!"

"Talented!"

The other boxers and the little guys gossiped and talked about it.

Boxer Li smiled when he heard this, and said undeniably, "You still haven't said one thing, the foundation of martial arts is true qi, if there is no true qi, diligent cultivation is nothing but self-harm, the more diligent you practice, the faster you will die." ”

"Li Tou, you mean?" Ergouzi was suddenly startled, and instantly understood, I am afraid that in yesterday's competition, Young Master Feng hurt the foundation of true qi.

The others also reacted, glancing at Chu Feng and revealing a hint of schadenfreude.

Why are these little guys and boxers only able to work as sparring sandbags and subordinates in the Chu family, it's not that their qualifications are not good, and they don't have the elixir to make up for it, so they can't give birth to enough true qi, even if they don't cultivate day and night, until they die, it's just the stage of nurturing qi.

As for the true qi transformation in the back, even if they are given exercises, there is not enough true qi transformation, so they can only be stuck in the qi cultivation stage and sigh with admiration.

Boxer Li Yi smiled, quite satisfied with his colleague's attitude, and said openly, "That's right, as Young Master Feng, there is naturally no trouble for them, if you want to be talented, you have to be talented, and the elixir of the exercises is even more at your disposal, but yesterday Young Master Yang went down, and Young Master Feng's qi was damaged, even if the patriarch made a move, it was just to make Young Master Feng's complexion look better, and if he wanted to practice martial arts, it was a fantasy!"

"Li Tou, what if the patriarch is willing to pay the capital?" Li Ergou is just a small guy, he only knows the martial arts, and he can't help but think about the benefits in his heart.

Boxer Li Leng snorted, "You kid knows a fart, in the Xuanwu Continent, Lao Tzu has never heard of anyone who can practice martial arts even if the sea of qi is broken!"

"I'm just talking!" Ergouzi glanced at Chu Feng not far away, gloating, but also couldn't help but regret, thinking that Chu Feng was one of the best geniuses in Jinyang City, but he didn't expect that there would be a day when he would fall to this step.

Although most of the boxers were once jealous of the gloating people, there was no shortage of supporters of the patriarch's line, and when the boxer Li finished speaking, a big man waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, Master Li, don't be sour, how are people down, how are they young masters, if the patriarch hears it, he must pick your skin!"

"Humph!"

Boxer Li snorted coldly, disapproving, as if he had something to rely on.

Chu Feng looked at the words of several people in his eyes, revealing a hint of mockery, "It seems that this Chu family is not as united as the original owner's impression!

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden sharp pain in his chest, and Chu Feng couldn't help but fall to the ground with a muffled snort, sweat pouring out, and his back was soaked in a blink of an eye.

"Young Master Wind......"

A few people gloating next to him were startled and hurriedly went over to rescue.

Although they no longer regard Chu Feng as a waste person in their eyes, but the subordinate is the subordinate after all, if Chu Feng accidentally dies on this school field, the patriarch will be guilty, and they will not be able to eat and walk around!

"What's the matter, get out of the way!" The change here attracted the attention of the Chu family disciples in the school field, and soon a big man with a masculine temperament came over, looking at Chu Feng, who was in a cold sweat on the ground and his face was pale, he immediately pushed the boxer away, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the true qi like a substance immediately poured into Chu Feng's body.

"Deacon Chu?"

Several boxers and small servants were startled, and they didn't dare to breathe in the atmosphere next to them.

"Daddy, isn't this kid recovering from his injuries, why did he run to the school ground?"

After a few moments, a woman in red watched as the crowd squeezed over.

Chu Xiong frowned slightly, the mellow pure yang true qi fell on Chu Feng's body, like a drop of water into the sea, not even a ripple, what was even more terrifying was that when he entered the pure yang true qi and touched the depths of Chu Feng's body, the pure yang true qi that he had integrated into the indomitable spirit actually retreated, although it was only a short moment, but the true qi was like a warrior's hands and feet, blood was thicker than water, and it was impossible to make a mistake.

"This kid is by no means as simple as it seems?" Chu Xiong had a straight face, but he had no intention of getting involved in the disputes between the clans, so he only hid the secret in his heart and stood up casually.

Seeing that her father didn't answer, the woman in red pursed her lips and leaned towards Chu Feng.

"Smack!"

Chu Xiong hurriedly grabbed his daughter's hand, with his daughter's character of not being able to hide secrets, if he noticed any secrets, he would not say it everywhere with a big mouth, don't say that he is fishing in troubled waters at that time, even if the whole family is divided, don't think about standing by!

"Dad, what are you doing?" Chu Hong didn't understand Chu Xiong's thoughts, and pouted and said.

Chu Xiong couldn't help but sigh, "You girl, why are you always reckless? This kid's qi is broken, his true qi has no place to go, and he runs around in his body, if you don't have a weight, this kid's eight lives will not be saved!"

"How would I know if you didn't say it?" Chu Hong pursed his lips, still refusing to admit his mistake!

"Alas!"

Chu Xiong sighed again, "I knew that I wouldn't pass on your pure yang skills at the beginning, look at your frizzy appearance now, you look like a girl!"

"Hmph, why can't girls be frizzy? Besides, I also care about this kid!" Chu Hong pursed his lips, then willing to admit defeat.

At this moment, Chu Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, convulsed, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

Seeing Chu Feng's miserable situation, the children of the Chu family were so frightened that they hid back as soon as they came, for fear of getting into bad luck.

"Waste is waste!"

Everyone stepped back, and a handsome boy with a folding fan immediately stood out. Looking at Chu Feng, who fell to the ground, his pupils shrank, but he smiled for some reason, and spat contemptuously.

"Chu Yang, don't think that if you win the first place in Dabi, what is the big deal about you, and there are people who can clean you up?" Chu Hong frowned slightly, with an undisguised disdain.

Chu Yang is not a good person, folded the fan, and sneered, "This is the first thing you want, why don't you send you, I don't care about women like women!"

"You ......"

Chu Hong was angry, as soon as his true anger left, the heat wave struck, and his clothes were grinning, reflecting a touch of red, like a flame erupting.