Tianwu Continent, Great Qin Empire, Yancheng Sealed Family.

In a dark and quaint room, a young man with a delicate face but a little naïve appearance leaned on the edge of the bed, his expression dazed.

"Am I already dead?What's going on with this body?Where am I?" Looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, Jiang Nan only felt a sharp headache, and then, a chaotic and complex memory suddenly surfaced in his mind.

In the memories of these new students, the owner of his body is named Feng Rebellion, who is a collateral descendant of the Feng family in Yancheng under the rule of the Great Qin Empire, and his family background is not bad, but what is more depressing is that this guy called Feng Rebellion is congenitally mentally underdeveloped, which is commonly known as a fool. Fortunately, this fool has an enviable good father.

Yancheng is a feudal family, with extraordinary strength, and it is ranked as the second-tier force in the entire Great Qin Empire. There are a total of five innate masters in the family, and Feng Lie's father is one of them. As one of the only five innate masters in the family, Feng Lie's status in the clan is naturally not bad, and it is precisely because of Feng Lie that although Feng Lie's intelligence is far superior to ordinary people, very few people dare to disrespect him or discriminate against him. Overall, Feng Rebell's life in the Feng family was not bad.

"Squeak~"

Just as Jiang Nan was slowly digesting the memories of the past that belonged to Feng Wei, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and immediately after, a middle-aged man with a sturdy figure walked in.

This person is about forty years old, with a Chinese face, oblique sword eyebrows, and an inch-long beard texture on his chin, giving people a sense of stability and heaviness, but between his eyebrows is vaguely similar to Feng Rebellion. Obviously, the person who came was Feng Lie, the father of Feng Lie.

"Xiaoyi, you're awake!"

Looking at Feng Lie who was leaning on the side of the bed, Feng Lie's originally tightly knit brows stretched out, revealing a smile of relief. But in the next moment, seeing the sluggish look in Feng Lie's eyes as always, Feng Lie's smile couldn't help but bring a little gloom.

"Come, Xiaoyi, your body has not fully recovered, and you still need to lie down and rest. Walking slowly to the side of the bed, Feng Lie carefully laid down Feng Yi's body, and then gently covered the quilt.

In this process, Feng Lie still didn't say anything, nor did he resist anything, just stared at Feng Lie blankly, at his mercy. It's not that Jiang Nan deliberately pretended to be stupid, but he really didn't know what to say to the familiar and unfamiliar father in front of him.

"Alas~"

Feng Lie sighed softly, and immediately, he looked at Feng Yi with a loving face: "Xiao Rebellion, don't worry, even if you do everything you have, your father will definitely cure you, definitely!" After speaking, he gently touched Feng Rebellion's head, turned around and walked out of the door.

From Feng Lie's entry to his departure, the total time he stayed was less than two minutes, but from this only two minutes, Jiang Nan could deeply feel Feng Lie's strong fatherly love for him, which was a great emotion that he was willing to give all without asking for anything in return.

Jiang Nan once had such a great father, but the cruel fate made him lose it prematurely, and then, his only cousin in order to rob his father's inheritance, took advantage of his heartbroken and emotional out-of-control when he ruthlessly sent him to a mental hospital, until three years later, Jiang Nan, who was waiting for an opportunity to escape from the mental hospital, and finally, in the process of revenge, he accidentally died with his vicious cousin, which is really ill-fated.

Now, he has regained this long-lost father's love after becoming a rebel, perhaps, this can be regarded as a kind of compensation from God.

From this moment on, Jiang Nan completely accepted the identity of Feng Rebellion, and Jiang Nan Feng Rebellion no longer distinguished each other.

"It's time for the event!"

Lying quietly on the bed for a while, Feng Shun, who was bored, simply turned over and got out of bed, and after tidying up a little, he came to the courtyard outside.

Tianwu Continent respects martial arts, martial arts is the mainstream of this world, the strong of martial arts, the clouds and rain, thousands of people admire, the weak survive, for the mermaids, here both young and old all people practice martial arts, and the rebellion is no exception. It's a pity that the fatal flaw of congenital intellectual underdevelopment makes Feng Wei destined to be difficult to achieve in martial arts.

Martial arts, in addition to having the corresponding qualifications, you also need to have a certain understanding, and the word "understanding" is really difficult to link with a fool, therefore, Feng Shun began to practice martial arts at the age of eight, and now in ten years, even his peers who are not as good as his physical qualifications have reached the realm of the sixth layer of the forging body, but he is still at the primary level of the third layer of the forging body.

This is also thanks to Feng Yi's good birth, and there is an innate master father who does his best to provide him with martial arts resources, otherwise, if he is born in an ordinary family, I am afraid it will be difficult to even reach the second layer of the forging body. However, with the rebirth of the rebellion, all this will be a thing of the past. Although compared with his peers, Feng Yi started a little late, but relying on his father's resources and fairly good physical qualifications, Feng Wei believes that it won't be long before he can catch up.

"Heaven and earth are filled with endless powerful vitality, these vitality we can't see, but they really exist, the first step of martial arts cultivation is to attract the invisible and unphased, but ubiquitous majestic vitality between heaven and earth into the body, tempering**, laying a good foundation for martial arts, only when the body is strong, can it accommodate stronger strength and move towards a higher peak of martial arts......"

Recalling Feng Lie's original teachings in his mind, Feng Wei slowly closed his eyes, a set of familiar fist techniques flowed in his heart, and his right hand clenched into a fist and stretched out diagonally.

"The first style of the wild bull boxing method, the wild cow comes out of the mountain!"

"The second form of the Bull Fist Method, the top horn of the Bull!

"The third form of the Wild Bull Fist Method, the Wild Bull Hoof Step!"

......

The fastest way to practice the body realm is to practice boxing, walking with the momentum, and at the same time controlling the breathing, so that the heaven and earth vitality can slowly penetrate into the body. The "Wild Bull Fist Method" that Feng Yi is practicing now is the most basic martial arts of the Feng family, although it is not very clever, but it is extremely practical, and it is the most suitable to attract the vitality of heaven and earth into the body.

Although it is the first time to box, there is no obscurity in Feng Rebellion, as if this set of boxing methods has already been mastered, and a set of boxing methods is practiced, not only hearty, but also a kind of natural pleasure.

This is also thanks to the previous owner of this body, although the previous Feng Rebellion was a fool, but also had the stubbornness of a fool, the memory of the mind is unreliable, but the memory of the body is the most reliable, ten years down, this set of "Wild Bull Boxing Method" I don't know how many times he has practiced it, it has been deeply engraved in the bones, and it is difficult to forget.

"I knew you little guy wouldn't be obedient and lie in bed!"

Just when Feng Yi was immersed in the pleasure of practicing boxing, a deep voice suddenly sounded. Feng turned his head and looked at it, but it was Feng Lie who went and returned.

Looking at Feng Lie's reproachful but slightly distressed and loving appearance, Feng Lie's heart warmed, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but after all, he was still a little uncomfortable, and in the end, two words burst out of his mouth: "Father!"

"Well, looking at your posture of practicing boxing, your body should be fine, today, take advantage of this leisure, for my father to give you another guide to the essence of this set of brute bull boxing methods, you are optimistic!" After speaking, Feng Lie's arms were shocked, and the "brute bull boxing method" slowly unfolded.

A set of the same "Brute Bull Fist Method" was used in Feng Lie's hands, but the power was completely different from Feng Lie's. In order to let Feng Yi see clearly, Feng Lie specially dispersed his true qi and practiced this brute bull fist method purely with the strength of his body. His ** strength is extremely high, although he has dispersed his true qi, but when he hits with one move, it is also a fist whirring, and there is a hidden sound of a cow's roar.

On the side, Feng Yi looked at it very carefully, although it was not the first time that Feng Lie personally instructed him in his memory, but it was just a memory after all, and it was the memory of a fool.

"Xiao Rebellion, you can see it, this set of boxing techniques is extremely powerful when it hits the depths!" At the end of the Brute Bull Fist Technique, Feng Lie suddenly bent down and squatted, and then suddenly bounced up.

"The wild bull rushes angrily!" Feng Lie exhaled, and at the same time punched out, this time it was like thunder, fast as lightning, and the air around him violently shook, and the air flow rolled, like two big snakes, wrapped around Feng Lie's thick arms and intertwined.

"Moo!"

With a shocking bull roar, the air flow stirred by Feng Lie's two arms suddenly condensed into two lifelike cyan bulls, and the two brute bulls were full of knotted muscles, full of explosive power. After a long groan, the bull's eyes widened angrily, and all four hooves swiped at the same time, and flew out like arrows with a strong wind.

"Boom~"

In the next moment, only two explosions were heard, and the two locust trees planted in the courtyard were hit by the bull, and the entire trunk was shattered, turning into countless tree debris and scattering in all directions.

Seeing this, Feng Shun's eyes couldn't help but show shock, he had only seen such a scene in some TV movies in his previous life. I didn't expect that a mere set of the most basic fist techniques could be so powerful, so what kind of level would he reach when he cultivated to a higher realm and practiced to a higher level of exercises in the future?

"This trick is angry, ordinary people practice to the top of the fist wind whistling, loud as a cow roar, if you want to send out two cow shapes, there are great requirements for ** strength, but also with some subtle ingenuity, with your current strength, not up to the requirements, for a while, I will tell you the trick, when your strength arrives, practice will naturally come naturally, now, Xiaozhi you will practice again. After the blow, Feng Lie stood up, his face was not red, and he was not panting, showing a strong martial arts cultivation.

"Hmm!"

Feng Wei nodded solemnly, and walked quickly to Feng Lie's side to stand still. recalled in his mind the action that Feng Lie had just punched, took a deep breath, and slowly unleashed a set of brute bull punches again......