Early the next morning, Yang Fan came to the practice ground as usual, but found that Zou Donghua was not waiting for him early in the practice field as usual, Yang Fan thought obscenely: "Is the master lazy today, I'll take a look, maybe I will be caught......!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

Yang Fan came to the courtyard where Zou Donghua lived in Bihu Villa, shouting and looking, but after looking for a long time, he didn't see Zou Donghua's figure, Yang Fan stood in the empty hall, there was no one around, looked around, and found that there was a letter on the coffee table next to the main seat, Yang Fan looked at the letter and didn't understand what's going on, but there was a faint bad feeling in his heart, but he couldn't say it, so he had to hold back this feeling and walked forward curiously, and found that the cover of the envelope said "Yang Fan personally opened" Four words, for some reason, this feeling is even stronger, hurriedly opened the envelope, and saw that Zou Donghua had written a whole few pages of words, Yang Fan looked at it, and tears couldn't help but flow......

Xiao Fan, please forgive me for saying goodbye to the master, you must hate me very much, I said that I would teach you a year and help you forge a perfect body, but I didn't do it, when I gave you training, I also tried every way to torture you, so that you suffered every day, but the teacher had to go back, and all the skills I could teach you were also taught to you, you have now reached the cultivation of the late realm, and then giving you the usual way of cultivation will only mistake you, so you want to go to the next level in physical arts now It is no longer suitable to stay in Bihu Villa, go out, in the various things you experienced a few days agoNow the master also feels that the external strength is far more than what we think is only in the later stage, and I also believe that you will be able to break through the shackles and find another way out of another bright road.

Fighting skills need to be slowly comprehended by yourself, other people's will always be someone else's, if you follow the example of others, you can only reach the same height as others at most, and you will never become a real strongman, remember!

If you can reach the innate realm with your physical skills, you can go to the flood of the 100,000 mountains to break through, maybe you can become stronger.

Remember, as long as you work hard, you will succeed one day!

Although I am usually very strict with you, you are always able to complete various challenges excellently, you are the best of all the people I train, I am proud of you!

Finally, the master gives you eight words, hoping that you will always remember them and keep them firmly in your heart. Don't forget the original intention, you have to always!

"Wow...... Woo......"

"Master!"

Yang Fan really cried very sadly, and finally found a way to become a strong man, all thanks to this master, and now the master has to make a choice without saying goodbye.

At the beginning, Yang Fan really hated Zou Donghua, hated him for being ruthless, and hated him for torturing himself in various ways, but as time went by, after these seemingly tortured training brought him endless benefits, Yang Fan gradually liked this kind of torture, and even very grateful to Zou Donghua in his heart, if it weren't for Zou Donghua, he might really have spent this life mediocre like this.

It can be said that without Zou Donghua, there would be no current Yang Fan.

......

In the depths of the 100,000 mountains, infinitely close to the edge of the flood wilderness, there is a rather large city, this city with the soldiers and officers in the barracks can not take care of their families, but they don't want their relatives to be helpless, and the army is disciplined, so people built a city next to the barracks, after years of evolution, gradually formed a huge scale, prosperity, not weaker than Huai'an City.

"Lord Wang!" Zou Donghua said with his fists clenched in front of a courtyard door.

"Donghua, come in. Yang Dinglong looked at the book, did not look up, but said with a smile.

Zou Donghua didn't talk nonsense, walked straight into the courtyard, and didn't speak, as if waiting for Yang Dinglong to speak.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Yang Dinglong put down the book in his hand and asked Zou Donghua with a smile: "Donghua, you have been teaching Xiaofan for almost a year, how are his current cultivation results?"

Zou Donghua also said with a smile: "The third young master is very diligent, and at this moment, he has cultivated to the acquired realm, and his foundation is very solid, I have nothing to teach him skills." ”

Yang Dinglong's originally calm expression suddenly heard Zou Donghua say this, and the whole person suddenly stood up suddenly.

"What are you talking about?" Yang Dinglong just stared at Zou Donghua and said word by word.

Zou Donghua seemed to have expected Yang Dinglong to have such an expression, so he responded, and then told Yang Dinglong about Yang Fan's experience of entering the Tao with a dream at that time, and the soul wandering was too empty.

And after Yang Dinglong heard these words, he also felt unbelievable, and he was speechless for a long time.

In the end, Yang Dinglong still broke the silence and asked, "Can his current strength compete with the powerhouses of the Innate Realm?"

"Not yet. Zou Donghua said.

"Then in your opinion, how long will it take to reach the level of confronting the powerhouses of the Innate Realm?"

Zou Donghua thought about it for a while, and said a little uncertainly: "If there is no such opportunity again, it will take about ten years of normal cultivation." ”

"Ten years? I can't wait for him for so long, we're only going to be ready for five years at most. Yang Dinglong said after a while.

Zou Donghua stood there indifferently, silent.

Yang Dinglong continued: "Anyway, the future is unpredictable, Xiao Fan has the ability to protect himself in this troubled world, even if he really encounters an accident in the future, I have no regrets." ”

"Donghua, you go back first. Yang Dinglong waved his hand and said.

......

In order not to disappoint the master, Yang Fan began to torture himself more frantically according to the various training methods that Zou Donghua had taught him before, but he felt that the effect did not seem to be so obvious, so he began to exercise with weights, at the beginning it was thirty pounds, all kinds of exercises.

Like weighted running training, weighted squat training, weighted swimming training, weighted resistance training under the waterfall, weighted explosive training......

As time passed, thirty catties could no longer satisfy his weight-bearing training, so fifty catties ......

Eighty pounds......

One hundred and twenty pounds......

Later, Yang Fan felt that these things were getting bigger and bigger, so he asked people to create a delicate inner armor for him, which was made of refined iron and braided, and some special materials were put in, so this inner armor was not only extremely heavy, weighing two hundred catties, but also had a certain softness, and ordinary swords could not leave any traces at all.

......

Time flies quickly, three years have passed in a blink of an eye, Yang Fan's external cultivation is also rapidly breaking through the limits of his self, if it is divided according to the realm, it should now be the sixth heaven that has reached the acquired realm, but I don't know why, at this time, no matter how he bears the weight, he will never be able to break the shackles and break through to the innate realm, the tailor-made inner armor is now also worn on the body, whether it is eating or sleeping, it is the same.

Although Yang Fan is now in the realm, but he doesn't know how to fight at all, in the past few days he has watched a lot of various moves about external skills, in order to confirm these moves, he found a martial artist who secretly protected Yang Fan to give him a sparring partner, but where did these martial artists dare to do something with him, and had to obey his fate, so he had to go up with a bitter face to cooperate with him, every time Yang Fan made a move to them when he took Yang Fan's fist strength, and pretended to be invincible, Yang Fan was still excited at the beginning, but he often walked by the river, how could he not wet his shoes Finally, once, he was discovered, this is not......

"Drink!" Yang Fan snorted softly.

A dodge, came to the back of the warrior, and then a fist hit his waist, this warrior can actually lower his body on a dragon tail swing past, but he didn't, he used the method of dodging to lean back, punching but not force, the result of punch to fist, Yang Fan's fist with strength, shook the warrior back five steps in a row, only to stabilize the figure, practice a lot, Yang Fan naturally knows that an acquired realm of martial artists is never so easy to be beaten back and again, not to mention, this punch he has not used any force, looking at the invincible appearance of this martial artist, Yang Fan pouted and said: "Cut, it's not fun, the last time I saw Uncle Yulin and Uncle Yao fighting, it wasn't like this, I didn't think about defense at all, the moves are extremely sharp, it's boring, don't play, don't play!"

Yulin smiled bitterly, he really didn't dare to do it, if he hurt this little ancestor, he wouldn't be able to cut off a hundred more heads!

......

Yang Fan slanted on a rock on the top of the mountain, looking up at the starry sky at night, his face was full of bitterness and loneliness, three years, since Zou Donghua left, no one has ever been here, there were relatives who came to celebrate their birthdays before, and now no one came, his father and two elder brothers did not come, he also went back to Zhennan Wangfu a few times, but every time they were not at home, every time he asked the housekeeper, the housekeeper would say: "The prince went to the barracks to inspect the army, and the prince did not know when he came back." ”

"The prince went out last week, and the old man doesn't know where the prince went, or the young master will stay in the mansion for a few more days, maybe the prince will come back after taking care of things." ”

"The prince just came back from outside the day before yesterday, and he went to the barracks again yesterday"

......

Every time Yang Fan happily returned to Zhennan Wangfu, but every time he was disappointed, he improved his actual combat ability through actual combat drills in Bihu Villa, but it backfired, not only failed to improve his actual combat ability, but also wasted a lot of time. Thinking of this, Yang Fan's eyes were extremely firm, and he had only one thought in his heart, which was to go out.