Chapter 7 broke through the sky before a hint of light blue appeared, and the juniors of the Feng family got up one after another and came to the martial arts training ground.

It was only after two punches that Feng Hao felt unmotivated.

"Try the Tiger Movement!"

Just do it, the first pattern of the tiger movement chapter is presented in his mind, and his body is prostrate on the ground.

"Whew"

Adjusting the rhythm of Tuna, he slowly rose and fell, only a little, and he was already sweating profusely.

"Hold on!"

He thought silently in his heart.

Every time he did it, he could feel that he had been improved, and in one day, he had done it less than fifty times, and in a trance, he actually felt that he had reached the threshold of the third high-level.

Sweat had blurred his eyes, and then dripped to the ground, at this time, the juniors of the Feng family came continuously, and they were stunned to see him in this strange posture.

Lazy? It's not like that.

"Is it that hard?"

It seems to be a very simple action, but Feng Hao is a picture that can't hold on, and these juniors can't help but be suspicious.

"Try it!"

A few juniors also tried to bend down, their bodies undulating, but they were extremely relaxed.

"Wow! I still have the heart to pretend here!"

After trying it, they all sneered disdainfully, and their eyes looked at Feng Hao with disdain.

"What are you doing?!"

A loud scolding came, which made the juniors tremble, some hurriedly got up, and some stood up and began to box.

Needless to say, it's Fengren who is here.

Looking at the chaotic martial arts field, Feng Rentie blushed and strode over.

Originally, what had happened in the past few days had upset him enough, but seeing that these juniors were still so uncompromising, his heart was full of anger.

The juniors got out of the way, and Feng Hao's figure was presented in front of him.

"Whew"

The slowly floating movements, the breathing, are like a strong and ferocious demonic beast lurking there, ready to burst out and devour people at any time.

Just at a glance, Feng Ren, a middle-level martial artist, saw some Dao, and the anger in his eyes gradually turned into shock, looking at the floating young figure, his breathing was also quietly shortened.

This is no longer a simple ups and downs, every time it rises, it drives every muscle up and down the body to stretch and contract, and every time it falls, it is a precise control of strength!

"How is this possible? How did he do it?"

Feng Ren was speechless in shock.

With such precise control of strength, how could a young man who was a third-level martial artist be able to do it?

"Is it forging body**?"

His eyelids twitched at the thought of this.

For a long time, these juniors didn't hear his scolding, and they secretly glanced at him from the corner of their eyes one by one, and they saw his vision.

There was no sound, and these juniors also stopped their movements, and all their eyes were fixed on the undulating figure.

Over time, they found that there seemed to be something different from what he did, but they couldn't say why, so they could only keep watching.

"Hold on!"

Feng Hao couldn't hear the sounds around him anymore, there was only the wriggling of muscles in his ears, the sound of grinding with bones, and he didn't know that Lu Dao Feng Ren had arrived, he only knew that Lu Dao, he seemed to be about to break through!

Not much

"Let's get rid of it!"

Bursts of crisp sounds resounded from every part of his body, and in the quiet martial arts field, it seemed so loud.

"It broke through!"

The juniors opened their mouths wide one by one, and now, they can already be sure that this is a simple undulating action that they see, or do, is definitely not simple!

"Whew"

After the breakthrough, whether it was the toughness of the muscles or the control of the strength, it was improved by a large arc, and Feng Hao's movements were also relaxed.

"Breakthrough!"

As soon as he turned over, he glanced at it, and found that everyone was staring at him, and he remembered that he was in the martial arts field.

"When you start your morning exercise, do you still stop?"

Feng Ren's scolding woke everyone up, and after a while, the martial arts field returned to its usual normal state, and bursts of shouting resounded.

swept Feng Hao, Feng Ren didn't say anything, but there was always doubt in his eyes.

At the end of the morning exercise, surprisingly, Feng Lei and the others did not come forward to find fault, which also surprised Feng Hao, glanced at the stunned Feng Lei, he shook his head, and walked towards his small courtyard.

Here, it's just that Lang wastes time, and what he wants now is to practice the Tiger Movement chapter wholeheartedly.

"I don't know if I can not participate in this morning exercise. ”

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but want to mention it to Feng Chen, because his time was very tight now, and if he continued like this, it would take at least a year to break through to the peak of martial arts, and he couldn't afford it

Out of the martial arts cultivation field, Feng Ren walked towards the meeting hall.

Feng Lie, the four elders, and Feng Chen were all sitting there, each dealing with the work in their hands.

"The head of the family, several elders, Brother Chen!"

After he came in, he arched his hand towards Feng Lie, and when his eyes swept over the wind and dust, there was a trace of strangeness.

"Well, Brother Ren, how is the junior's cultivation status?"

Feng Lie put down the ledger in his hand and asked habitually.

"The same old way. ”

After a pause, Feng Ren said again: "However, Feng Hao broke through during the morning exercise. ”

"Oh. ”

The four elders all raised their heads.

Now the dynamics of this little teenager have been tugging at their nerves, and it is not okay if they don't want to pay attention.

"Brother Chen. ”

Feng Ren turned to Feng Chen, and a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes.

He can basically be sure that what Feng Hao cultivates is definitely a set of high-level forging bodies**, but this ** is not owned by the Feng Family Martial Arts Pavilion.

"Huh?"

Fengchen raised his eyebrows.

Although he is no longer the head of the Feng family, as a member of the Feng family, he can't ignore everything, and besides, it will take time for Feng Lie to take over when he first takes office.

"Feng Hao's forging body cultivation in the martial arts field is different from usual. ”

Feng Hao, who is a third-level martial artist, is impossible to create such a ** by himself, according to Feng Ren, the only explanation should be in Feng Chen.

"Different?"

Fengchen was stunned for a moment, and his brows gradually gathered, "What's the difference?"

After looking directly at it for a while, Feng Rencai said slowly: "His set of forging body **, which can exercise the toughness of the physique and the control of strength at the same time, should be at least about the high level of the yellow level!"

"Yellow Rank High Rank?!"

All six of them were shocked.

To know the secrets of the high-level of the Huang Dao level, the entire Feng family is only one volume, and it is a martial art, not a forging body**.