The humanoid fist target is eight feet high, with complete hands and feet, and is supported by an iron pillar between the legs to keep standing, and the whole body is made of 100 forged stainless steel doped with star iron, which is very hard, not easy to wear, and can automatically recover after a period of time.

The predecessor of this body also used this stainless steel boxing target to test the boxing power, and blasted out with all his strength, at most it could only leave an inch of fist marks on the boxing target, and the shock force was extremely large, and after a punch, half of the body was often numb for a while.

But today, Zhao Han has a special feeling, and wants to test the power of the "Bull Running Fist" that he has practiced according to his feelings. Standing in front of the boxing target, Zhao Han didn't have much energy, as soon as the shelf was opened, three punches burst out, as fast as lightning, and the sound was like a bull, hitting the central axis of the humanoid boxing target one after another.

"Knock~Knock~Knock~"

Three muffled sounds sounded in succession, and this humanoid fist target was directly shocked out by a violent force, as if it was hit by a galloping bull, it hit the wall behind it, and then slowly slid to the ground, and the target's throat, chest, and lower abdomen each had three three-inch-deep marks, which were extremely clear.

"This ......"

Zhao Han helped the fist target up, stretched out his fingers and measured the fist mark, breathed shortly, his eyes were full of joy, the fist mark he shot this time was actually three times as deep as the previous one, every inch deep of the fist mark, the strength required increased exponentially, it is conceivable that the moment he hit the punch target before, the strength that burst out was at least three or four times that of the past!

Even if there is a buff enhancement brought by Huoyun Carp, the more important reason should be that he has made changes to "Running Bull Fist" according to his own feelings, although they are all minor adjustments, but on the whole, the magnitude of the change is not small, which is the fundamental reason why the strength of the blast has increased several times.

Thinking of this, Zhao Han's heart moved, came to the back of the boxing target, and blasted out a punch with all his strength according to the original method of "Running Bull Boxing", the result was just as he expected, he also used all his strength, but the marks left on the boxing target were only about an inch deep, similar to the previous days, and far from the previous three fist marks.

"The same strength is almost the same, but the strength of the blast is several times different, sure enough, the adjustment that follows the feeling is the most suitable for me, could it be that this is some of the benefits that come with the sixth level of advanced foundation building?"

Zhao Han shook his head and put it behind him, there was not much time left for him, he had to seize every minute and every second. He will leave the target, return to the original open space, continue to practice hard, and when he is exhausted, he will follow the "Ox Hunting Style", feed the mysteries with blood and qi, perform pranayama, restore physical strength and spirit, and then practice "Running Bull Boxing", and so on, until the night passed, Su Su knocked on the door outside the practice room, and only then did he wake up from this state of asceticism.

"Hello, good morning, beauty!"

After a night of penance, Zhao Han was full of energy, not tired at all, opened the stainless steel door of the practice room, and said hello to Su Su, who was standing at the door full of worry.

"Phew, you guy, how do you tease me when you meet early in the morning, in broad daylight, what kind of body do you hug and hug!" Seeing that Zhao Han was fine, Su Su breathed a sigh of relief, and crossed his hands on his waist, like a tigress.

"Uh...... This hello is not a hug and a hug, it's just a good meaning......" Zhao Han explained weakly, these are some idioms before reincarnation, which are incompatible with this world, but he can't change it for a while.

"Phew, are you a fool to me?" Su Su glared at him contemptuously with an expression of "don't lie to me, I'm not a fool", and said, "It's good to hug and hug, what is it that beats you and scolds you?"

"Hitting is kissing, scolding is love, love to the depths and kick with your feet!"

"Then you stand, wait for me to be close to you!" Su Su's face turned red, gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeves, and went completely furious.

“...... Susu, I'm hungry......" Zhao Han hugged his head and hurriedly offered a killer weapon.

Su Su suddenly stopped, panting, and snorted: "Teasing me and I still want to eat the breakfast I made? I'll just throw it away, hum!"

"Don't pour it out, it's shameful to waste, if you want to pour it, pour it all into my stomach!" Zhao Han screamed and hurriedly ran towards the house.

After breakfast, Zhao Han touched his round belly with satisfaction, put on a coat, and prepared to go to the Medicine Pavilion to receive the Spiritual Cultivation Pill, last night he practiced all night, but the effect was not significant, there was not much time left for him, and he had to take the Spiritual Cultivation Pill in order to grow the Xuan Qi to a certain extent in the shortest possible time, to impact the ninth weight of the foundation.

It's just that as soon as he knocked on the courtyard door, he saw a burly young man standing quietly in front of the door, and he didn't speak, but just stared at him with a pair of eyes, like an extremely sharp sword, like the noon sun, which made people dare not look directly.

"Oh no, it's been sneak attacked!"

Zhao Han was suddenly attacked, and before he could see the face of the person who came, he felt an unusually sharp aura pierce into his eyes, making his vision instantly dark, and then, this sharp aura paused slightly, and then stabbed towards the mystery in his eyebrows.

Xuanqi, located three inches in the center of the eyebrows, between nothingness and reality, is the soul of the coat, the foundation of the martial artist, very fragile, once damaged, the soul will inevitably be injured, at least it will affect the future future, and at worst it will hurt the life.

Once the mystery is broken, Zhao Han will be completely reduced to a waste, and there will be no hope of rising.

This person is ruthless, and he wants to destroy Zhao Han's foundation with one blow, without the slightest mercy!

"Damn, you are so ruthless, this is to abolish me and cut off my hope in the future, unforgivable!"

Zhao Han was extremely angry, but to no avail, he had just broken through the sixth layer of the foundation building yesterday, and the Xuan Qi was the most vulnerable time, without the blessing of secret arts, and without the protection of treasures, at this moment, in front of this sharp breath, he was like fish on a chopping board, slaughtered by others, without the power of backhand.

In an instant, grievances, resentment, unwillingness, resentment and other emotions flooded into Zhao Han's heart, he had just been reincarnated, and the beautiful days had just begun, and he was hit so hard, the person who came seemed to have a common hatred with him, the ruthlessness of the attack, and the appalling one, and only the enemy of life and death would take such a measure.

Just when the sharp breath was about to pierce the aperture, Zhao Han was already disillusioned, and his heart was full of despair, suddenly his chest was hot, and then, a gray-black strange insect suddenly appeared above his aperture, and the spiky beak of the mouth and beak stabbed lightly towards the incoming sharp aura, and then a familiar stream of heat seeped into all parts of Zhao Han's body, and began to strengthen his epithelia, muscles, bones, and organs.

"It was Uncle Mu Jian who saved me!"

Zhao Han was so desperate that he almost cried with joy, and then all the negative emotions accumulated in his heart turned into anger, and he burned with a "Teng", his eyes were red and he looked at the sneak attacker in front of him, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth.

"Zhao Jie!"

This person is the person who is quite impressive in Zhao Han's memory, Zhao Siye's youngest son, Zhao Jie.

He was burly, but childish, only twelve or thirteen years old, with handsome facial features, and a cruel smile on his face, but at this moment his expression was frozen, and he glanced at Zhao Han in disbelief, with a touch of ruthlessness on his face, and said: "You actually blocked my swordsmanship, it seems that Uncle Seven is right, you used to pretend to be low-key and forbearing, but unfortunately your father is dead, even if you pretend to be useless." ”

"Hand over the Ming Hong Golden Order, I promise you a lifetime of wealth, otherwise ......"

Zhao Jie put his hands behind his back, his chin raised, and looked at Zhao Han contemptuously, like a god from above, looking down on the ants in the world.

Zhao Han tried his best to control the anger in his heart that almost swallowed his whole person, his eyelids drooped, and he said in a deep tone: "Do you know that you almost pierced my mysteries just now, abolished my foundation, and made me lose the hope of becoming a martial artist forever?"

"Isn't it still a little close, I didn't expect you to have a little way to carry it. Zhao Jie waved his hand impatiently and said, "This is just to get some interest back for Zhao Yu, you beat him so badly yesterday that even Uncle Seven was angry with you, you don't think that matter will end so easily, right?"

"Although he is a little wasted, but after all, he is a dog of mine, and it depends on the owner to beat the dog, since you don't give me face, I will punish you slightly, and it is reasonable, don't you say?"

Zhao Han's eyes closed slightly, and his tone became lighter: "I beat Zhao Yu in accordance with the family law, even the seventh uncle can't find any reason to refute it, you attacked me and almost broke my mystery, which family law do you follow?"

"I, Zhao Jie, do things, and I still have to follow the family law?" Zhao Jie laughed loudly, covered his stomach, pointed to his chest, and said, "With my father, I will be in charge of the power of the Zhao family, just because my brother is the first genius of the younger generation in Luliu Town, and just because my Zhao Jie has reached the seventh level of foundation building at the age of thirteen!"

"The world of geniuses, you don't understand waste wood. ”

"Since you have avoided my swordsmanship before, I will not embarrass you, hand over the Ming Hong Golden Order, it is a waste for you to keep it. Now that I have touched the threshold of the eighth level of foundation building, as long as I work harder, I will awaken my destiny before the enrollment of Minghong Academy this year, and with this golden order, I can directly enter Minghong Academy to practice. ”

"With the exercises and resources provided by Minghong Academy, I will definitely ride the wind and rise to the top, advance to the extraordinary within one year, be promoted to Lingyun within five years, become a true martial artist within ten years, and become a Baodan martial artist within twenty years!"

"At that time, our Zhao clan will definitely become a family of gate valves in Chiyan City, Qingjiang Mansion, and even the entire Great Jin Dynasty because of me!"

"Hahahaha~"

Zhao Jie looked up to the sky and laughed, telling his ambition unabashedly, then looked at Zhao Han, and said in a deep voice, "As a child of the Zhao family, you should focus on the overall situation, and you must have the consciousness of sacrificing the small self and fulfilling the big self, do you say, Zhao Han?"

Zhao Han shook his head and said in a firm tone: "The Minghong Golden Order is mine, and no one can take it away for any reason or excuse." ”