"Hey!ha!hey!ha!"

In the martial arts field of the Feng family, a young figure is jumping there, playing a set of basic boxing techniques, the sky is rising, these children are all sweating, but no one is tired, in their mouths continue to shout, the scene is very lively, a hot scene.

Tianwu Continent, the whole people are hot and martial, respect martial arts, and have been passed down from generation to generation, which has penetrated into people's souls, and the Feng family who is a martial artist will naturally not be excluded.

"Hard, haven't you eaten?"

A rough-looking middle-aged man, with a pair of shining eyes and a serious complexion, let out a scolding voice from time to time.

The middle-aged man's name is Feng Ren, his strength has reached the realm of martial arts, and he is one of the pillars of the Feng family, and he is also very famous in this Magnolia City.

And he is also the elder that these children are most afraid of, and under his scolding, these children have increased the strength of their hands.

Looking at this scene, the corners of Feng Ren's mouth also showed some imperceptible smiles, obviously, he was still very satisfied with the performance of these children.

"Hey!"

This is a twelve-year-old boy, with a handsome face, although the young spirit has not been taken off, but a small face is full of seriousness, a long hair tied to the back of his head, every time he swings, it is to do his best, the clothes on his body have long been soaked, this state, he has lasted for three hours, but there is still no relaxation.

It's Feng Hao!

"Hey!"

One punch and one kick, Feng Hao is extremely standard, and every time he swings, he can make a slight wind sound.

He is a third-level middle-level martial artist, and what he does is nothing more than forging his body.

On the way of cultivation, forging the body is the first, only by quenching one's body like a rock, can one practice qi with martial arts and cultivate 'Wu Yuan', and only after cultivating 'Wu Yuan', can one be regarded as a real martial artist.

"Morning practice is over!"

Looking up at the scorching sun above the sky, Feng Ren stood up and let out a loud shout.

"Oops! I'm tired. ”

"Whew"

One by one, the children collapsed to the ground, grumbling and panting sounds, but when they caught a glimpse of Kazehito's somewhat dark face, the voice gradually weakened.

They were only about ten years old, and they practiced for two hours a day, which was already exhausting all their strength for them.

"Whew!"

In the entire martial arts field, Feng Hao was still insisting, and there was already a pool of sweat under his feet, and every time he waved his arm, countless drops of sweat were shed.

Feng Ren glanced at it, didn't say anything, took a tiger step, and left the martial arts field.

"Huh!

A little boy with a tiger's head and a tiger brain held back Feng Hao's glance, and hummed with some anger in his mouth, "If I have an elixir to recuperate, I will definitely be a fourth-level martial apprentice!"

He is the grandson of the second elder of the Feng family, named Feng Lei, the same year as Feng Hao, at this time, he has also reached the third level of martial arts, although it is only the first level, but, on the surface, Feng Lei's talent is indeed above Feng Hao, so he is extremely dissatisfied with Feng Hao.

There is not only one person who has the same idea as Feng Lei, and even the children of those second-level martial artists also have the same emotions.

Because of this emotion, Feng Hao was basically isolated among the juniors of the Feng family, and he sneered at him in front of Feng Hao.

Strength is everything, without strength, you will not be recognized and respected by others, and the qualifications of the performance are mediocre, obviously you will not be able to convince the public.

"Whew!"

For these angry voices, Feng Hao was still waving his fists and feet as if he hadn't heard them.

Because, since he was sensible, these voices have grown up with him, however, he has no way to explain the statement that the elixir did not work at all.

In the hot sun, Feng Hao, who had exhausted his strength, stopped his fists and feet, because he couldn't get any improvement if he persevered, on the contrary, it would cause damage to his own muscles and muscles, which would outweigh the losses.

This is also the experience he summed up.

"Whew"

After calming down a little, he did not join in the other children's sparring or playing, and dragged his tired body towards a courtyard.

"Yo! Our genius is tired?"

Feng Lei took three children to block Feng Hao's way, and the expressions on the faces of several people were full of banter.

"It's going to start again. ”

"Heh!

"Mediocrity is mediocrity, but it occupies the best resources!"

The children on the martial arts field were pointing and talking about this, but no one stepped forward to persuade anything, but they all looked like they were watching a play.

Feng Hao frowned, turned sideways, and walked forward.

"Yo, our genius is still putting up a fight?

Feng Lei also followed and continued to block him, looking at him with a smile on his face.

The four of them, all of them are third-level martial artists, and they are not afraid of Feng Hao at all, on the contrary, every time they fight, it will always be Feng Hao who suffers, and it is difficult for a good hand to defeat the four punches, besides, Feng Hao is only a small level higher than them, and the gap is not very big.

"Get out of the way!"

Feng Hao looked at him coldly and said in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"What, if you don't, do you want to teach me a lesson this day?"

Feng Lei's eyes widened, and he took a step forward and approached Feng Hao.

"Bang!"

He was greeted by Feng Hao's fist, and as a result, the daily event was staged again in this martial arts arena.

As a result, it naturally ended with Feng Hao being beaten by fat

"Hao'er is back. ”

When she entered the courtyard gate, a beautiful woman came out, and when she saw Feng Hao, who was covered in sweat and tired, her eyes were full of distress.

She is Feng Hao's mother, Qiong Su, and she is also a child of another town, the same family as the Feng family.

"Don't be so desperate next time. ”

Qiong Su took out a white handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat on his little face for Feng Hao, "You kid, you are always so stubborn, if there are three long and two short, what can I do?"

It can be seen that when Feng Hao was desperately forging his body, many of them were excessive, which caused the muscles to crack.

"Mother, I know the truth!"

Only when facing his mother did Feng Hao's pupils reveal a trace of warmth.

In his mind, his mother is the person who loves him the most in the world, so he will do it unconditionally in general.

"You!"

Qiong Su gently pinched his little face, "Okay, let's go take a shower first, and then come to the hall to eat." ”

"Hmm!"

In response, Feng Hao walked towards a side room.

He took off his shirt with grinning teeth, and there were dozens of black bruises on his body, both new and old, and this kind of pain was basically used to him.

"Whoa!"

The cold water washed away the heat and sweat, and Feng Hao changed into a set of clean clothes that Qiong Su had prepared a long time ago before coming to the hall.

In the hall, there is a square mahogany table, on which there are also five or six dishes, the aroma is so fragrant that you can smell it from afar.

A middle-aged man with a stern face was eating, and Joan Su was serving him soup.

He is the current head of the Feng family.

Seeing Feng Hao come in, Qiong Su put down the soup spoon in his hand and beckoned Feng Hao to sit down.

"Father!"

Feng Hao shouted respectfully towards Feng Chen.

"Hmm!"

Fengchen replied lukewarmly, and without saying anything, the family of three finished their lunch in this silent atmosphere.