Chapter 63: Self-inflicted

He ...... He's Zhao Yan's eldest brother?! After hearing Wu Tao's shocked words, Wei Qiang looked at Zhao Yan in disbelief and said.

"Little brother Wu Tao, don't come unharmed, how are you doing recently?" Zhao Yan greeted with a smile.

"Uh...... Brother Zhao didn't expect you to come! My subordinates have caused trouble for you, little brother, and I'm sorry for that! Wu Tao said with a sweat and a forced smile.

"Oh? It turns out that the little hairy boy who doesn't know how to be polite is your subordinate, so you have to educate him well, so that he doesn't have to act indiscriminately when he sees people, no politeness! Zhao Yan said lightly.

The attendant on the side also chimed in: "Hmph, your subordinates can be really stupid, and a group of first- and second-order martial artists are also worthy of being the opponent of my young master?"

Wei Qiang suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and cold sweat broke out all over his body. He never expected that the person who had just said that he wanted to teach a lesson would be the eldest brother of the big brothers!

"It's over, it's over! It's all over! ”

Wu Tao turned to look at Wei Qiang, who was trembling, and asked solemnly: "What the hell is going on, you explain it to me clearly, and you are not allowed to have half a lie!"

"That'...... That, its ...... Actually, it's me...... I'll do it first......" Wei Qiang replied hesitantly, his heart was already very frightened, and he was simply self-inflicted when he remembered those words just now!

Wu Tao trembled with anger and said, "You...... You! Okay, Weiqiang is very good! The wings are a little stiff! ”

The next moment, somewhere near Jiangtong University, a scream like killing a pig sounded!

After cleaning up the meal, Wei Qiang estimated that he would no longer dare to provoke people casually!

"Brother Zhao Yan, why do you have time to come to this city to play?" After cleaning up Wei Qiang, Wu Tao asked Zhao Yan in a low voice.

When Zhao Yan heard this, he restrained his smile and said solemnly: "I came to this city to find a kid named 'Han Feng', I wonder if Brother Wu has heard of this person?"

"Han Feng? It turned out to be Han Feng! Wu Tao exclaimed.

Zhao Yan's eyes lit up and asked, "Could it be that Brother Wu knows this kid?"

Wu Tao smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Zhao, you don't know, Han Feng has bullied my brother this time, and I am sending my brothers to squat at the door!"

"I see!" Zhao Yan suddenly realized, and then his expression became serious, and he said, "But I advise Brother Wu to leave this matter alone, I will do it!"

"Why? Can't we help? Wu Tao asked suspiciously.

"No matter how good this kid is, Han Feng has the strength of a fifth-order martial artist, he is definitely not an opponent that you can win!"

"What?!" Wu Tao suddenly exclaimed, feeling unbelievable about this! A fifth-order martial artist in his twenties can be regarded as a peerless genius, at the same level as Zhao Yan!

Wei Qiang, who was blue and purple all over his body, heard this shocking news, his eyes widened, and he stayed in place, and he was directly numb!

"Now you know, the only person who can win him, except for my elders, is me!" Zhao Yan looked at the building inside the school wall and said earnestly.

Wu Tao, who came back to his senses, thought about it, and said with his eyebrows locked: "Okay!" I see, if there is anything we can do to help, just ask! ”

"When you say that, I think of something you can do to be busy!" Zhao Yan touched his chin and said.

"What's the matter?" Wu Tao immediately asked.

"Help me investigate the information of Han Feng's friends, I want to find out all of them!"

"Yes! The younger brother will not live up to the eldest brother's entrustment! Wu Tao kowtowed and said.

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Han Feng, who was in the dormitory, was lying on the bed leisurely and watching videos on his mobile phone.

I haven't seen Wei Qiangren in the past few days, there is an empty seat in every class, and I don't know what kind of fame he is doing.

The only thing he could think of was that he should be preparing to take revenge on himself, only as soon as he left the school, he might face all kinds of ambushes!

Han Feng put down his phone and sensed the aura in his body, there was not much left, and he could probably only last until the day after tomorrow, and then he would have to go out of school.

glanced at the roommates who were playing a game in the group, full of laughter, everything looked so good.

It was also at this time that he secretly made a decision in his heart that when he left the school, he tried to be alone as much as possible and not involve anyone!

"Hey! Han Feng, are you coming? We've just finished the game, we've won ten in a row, and if you're going to come, we'll let you get in the car! Ao Fu, who was in a good mood, beckoned to Han Feng and invited.

When Han Feng heard this, he let go of all his worries, and responded with a smile: "Okay! Good! I'm on the number! ”

A moment later, the laughter in the 607 bedroom added to it! The five of them talked and laughed together, and had a lot of fun!

Forget the time, forget all the worries, and immerse yourself in happiness together!

In the early morning of the rest day, when the genius had just turned white and almost everyone was still asleep, a sweaty young man was squatting like a rock under a big tree somewhere in the school, his feet had sunk into the ground five centimeters deep!

And this young man is none other than Han Feng!

At this moment, he is practicing the martial arts method "Iron Mountain Stake"!

Since the second vein of Ren Du has been opened, he directly skips the third order and starts cultivating true qi! Through the squatting method taught in the book, the qi is stored in the dantian, so that the true qi naturally breeds in the body!

At the end of the day, the sun slowly rose from the east, and the soft sunlight shone on Han Feng's face through the young leaves, dyeing it into a flame-like color, red like fire, and the crystal clear sweat beads on his forehead flashed out a dazzling light like a star under the light of the morning sun, shining like a star!

After two hours of squatting and cultivating, a wisp of true qi finally emerged in the dantian!

The feeling that the true qi gave to Han Feng was completely different from the aura, it was formless and lightless, it was just a gas of energy produced by Weng Han, an energy gas produced by himself!

As time passed, there was more and more true qi in the body, and soon a whirlpool suit was formed, circling in the dantian.

"The fourth-order martial artist has become! The next step is to refine the true qi and ascend to a fifth-order martial artist! ”

With the help of the pile skills in the book, Han Feng extracted the true qi circling in his body from it bit by bit, and sank it to the bottom of the dantian to refine its purity!

After an hour had passed, Han Feng had only refined less than one percent of his True Qi, and it would take at least four or five days to refine it all!

Pressed for time, he quickly thought that the artistic conception mentioned in the book could speed up his cultivation, so he simply began to try to rely on the words expressed in the book to comprehend the artistic conception!

After a short time, Han Feng realized a little bit of the artistic conception, and under the joy, he continued to deeply understand its artistic conception.

As it continued to deepen its artistic conception, suddenly a mountain-like pressure was transmitted to the whole body, and the feet instantly sank violently, and the ground cracked like a spider web! It was as if he was carrying an iron mountain, which weighed him down!

After feeling the pain, Han Feng immediately ended his cultivation and looked at his feet, his feet had penetrated nearly twenty centimeters into the soil, and the surrounding land had cracked by nearly two meters! I can't help but feel that the meaning of this iron mountain is really terrifying!

After that, he was surprised to find that the true qi in his body had been refined by fifty percent, and there was still half of the true qi left to be refined, which made him surprised and delighted!

It's only been more than ten minutes, and nearly half of the true qi has been refined, and the cultivation speed is really unexpected!

"Go on, go on!"

Han Feng gritted his teeth and changed places to continue to pose in the form of squatting piles of iron mountain piles, his body was like an iron mountain, and he felt the meaning of iron mountain!

After another ten minutes, Han Feng took a breath with a pale face and said with a smile: "The fifth-order martial artist is done!"