"What's wrong?"

Hong Fan was a little puzzled.

"I came this time to teach the teachings; He wanted me to see if you were healthy enough to go back to class. ”

Hong Fu replied.

"I almost died because of my previous injuries; It's not a long break for more than ten days, right? ”

Hong Fan asked rhetorically.

He had been nourished by the Dragon Soul Fruit, and his body had regained its full strength.

It's just that it happened suddenly, so there was no direct response.

Hong Fu's side, sure enough, there is also a follow-up.

"Of course it's not long!"

But he was angry.

"That guy Hong Ping sprained his leg when he went out hunting before, but he took two months off in a row, not to mention Brother Fan, you can't get out of bed like this!"

"Jiao Xi was not in a hurry to urge you, I wanted to wait until your injuries were healed."

Speaking of this, Hong Fu's voice suddenly lowered.

"Brother Fan, these words are only in the ears of you and me—I heard that the eldest lady is actually urging the teacher behind it."

As he spoke, he unconsciously glanced back at the courtyard door.

"It seems that the eldest lady went to meet Jiaoxi in private, and said that she was completely fine when she saw you on the seventh night of the new year."

"Jiaoxi didn't want to be in such a hurry, but she said that 'young people can't slack off, and the younger brother of the eldest house must set an example', so that Jiaoxi can't refute it."

Hong Fan nodded slightly when he heard this.

He knew in his heart that Hong Chen was his nominal mother; She said that this kind of "elders urge younger generations", except for the eldest master, no one else in the clan can fight back.

"If you want me to say, the eldest lady is really a bit vicious this time!"

Hong Fan himself has not yet expressed his position, but Hong Fu has said something heart-wrenching.

It's just that the sound is like a gnat, and the volume is too low.

"Why don't I reply directly? Just tell the teacher that you can't move for too long......"

"And then you're going to lie on the bed and pretend to be one more?"

Hong Fu rolled his eyes and came up with an idea.

At this time, he saw his friend smiling heartily.

"It's okay, you don't have to be embarrassed, you don't have to cheat, I remember that today is not a day off; In this way, I will go with you to the family study in the afternoon. ”

Hong Fan replied, his expression relaxed and unconcerned.

Hong Fu was a sigh in his heart - he originally thought that his brother was seriously ill and had a future blessing and changed his temperament.

Unexpectedly, this country is easy to change and difficult to change, and the roots are still the same as the original!

"Brother Fan, this is unbelievable!"

Hong Fu said urgently.

"You see the first time I came to see you, when you were in bed, how difficult it was?"

He knew that his friend was the most crazy about martial arts, and when it came to practicing martial arts, he couldn't even see the eldest lady's obvious selfish schemes.

But Hong Fan just patted him on the shoulder, and his tone was unhurried: "It's really okay, my injuries are completely healed!" ”

"I don't believe it." The latter shook his head and replied with three words.

"Then I'll prove it to you."

As soon as Hong Fan blurted out his words, he got up suddenly, and his qi followed the meridians, and he played a set of hearty Yanliu Gong Foundation Building Fist in the courtyard.

This set of boxing methods with the hard work of the late Hong Fan for two and a half years is a tiger and a tiger.

And the most important thing is that after punching, Hong Fan's breathing was only slightly rapid, and he looked stronger than Hong Fu himself.

"This, this is really evil......"

Hong Fu muttered to himself, unable to believe it.

Although this foundation building fist is only the most basic method in the Yanliu Gong system, which is responsible for boiling the muscles and bones and guiding the sense of qi, it is really not easy for the martial artists of the inner vision realm to practice.

Otherwise, where can it be exercised?

"Could it be that this is what is said in those novels?"

Hong Fu scratched his scalp.

He really didn't have anything to say now.

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On the same day, at two o'clock in the afternoon, Hong Fan and Hong Fu went to school together.

The Hong clan credits are civil and military, of which martial arts are practiced for four days and one day off.

Of course, Dahua's martial arts style is at its peak, and most of the children are into martial arts after they are enlightened and literate.

As they passed by the kennel's door, they saw two empty chains under the tree, as well as moans and cries coming from inside the house.

The moaning came from Jiang Youcai, but it was the Jiang family's mother-in-law who was crying.

Hong Fan walked by quickly, and there was not much pleasure of revenge in his heart.

The two slaves, who were not even complete in their own human rights, were not yet regarded as enemies by him.

Soon, Hong Fan and Hong Fu arrived at the martial arts training ground located in the northwest corner of Hong Mansion.

As the most important infrastructure of the martial arts family besides the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, the configuration here is naturally top-notch.

With an area of more than 10,000 square meters, the entire site is full of special personnel responsible for leveling the rammed land every day.

All kinds of human targets, wooden targets, iron targets, sandbags, and plum blossom pile arrays of different heights are scattered in different areas.

On the rammed earth side, under the eaves, there are various weapons, iron loads, and fitness equipment similar to the gantry frame of the previous life.

As in his memory, an old man in a strong suit with white hair and beard was stuck in the middle of the martial arts training ground like a javelin, quietly waiting for everyone to arrive.

This is the teaching and practice of clan studies.

He is Hong Jian's cousin, the master of the second room, and the highest cultivation among the six martial arts masters of the Hong family.

"Teach."

Hong Fan and the others entered silently and walked in front of Hong Li and saluted respectfully.

"Hong Fan, are you sure your body is fine?"

Hong Li nodded slightly in return and asked seriously.

"Don't worry, it's no big deal."

After hearing that Hong Fan confirmed it in person, the old man stopped talking.

So, the two young people consciously stood aside and waited quietly for the class to start.

About a quarter of an hour later, before the class time, a total of more than 30 students arrived one after another.

All of them were young people between the ages of fifteen and eighteen, and their martial arts were all below the Penetration Realm.

Hong Ping, who whipped Jiang Youcai in the morning, was also among them.

In Jinhai City, the Penetrating Realm can be regarded as a strong hand, and it is the backbone of the family, and there is no longer a need for centralized education such as clan studies.

"The hour has come."

After the children saluted in unison, Hong Li stood in front of everyone with his hands in his hands and officially started the class.

"There are two more freshmen enrolled today, Hong Qing and Guan Fu."

He stretched out his hand and motioned for the two of them to come out of the queue so that everyone could get to know each other.

Hong Fan knew that the former was the son of Wufang, and the latter was about the son of a family or a good son of a Zhuang family outside the Hong family.

"I will give you a rough explanation of the basic realm of the world's martial arts."

Hong Li said, let the two newcomers join the ranks.

"As for what you have heard before, you can also review it and learn from the past."