Passing through the men's dormitory area is the martial arts training ground, the martial arts training field in the house belongs to the center of the house, there was no martial arts training ground in the Zhao Mansion before, it is said that Zhao Ping'an spent a lot of money for his grandson to build in the house.

Xu Feng heard the faint sound of fists and feet coming from a long distance on the martial arts training ground.

After passing through a forest in front of the men's dormitory, the martial arts training ground came into view.

At this time, there was a teenager in the arena practicing boxing with three men.

The young man was bare-chested, because he had been practicing martial arts outside for many years, his skin was tanned, his head was covered with sweat, although his skin was dark, but his face was very delicate, and his facial features were impeccable both separately and as a whole.

The boy's boxing style is very weird, sometimes strange and sometimes slow, and the sound of true qi breaking through the air is endless when punching, and there is a faint sound of cranes.

Cultivation is divided into two kinds of internal strength and moves, also known as internal and external, internal strength is the most important, but internal strength should also be divided into upper, middle and lower many etc., many ordinary sects of internal strength practice in a lifetime to absorb the aura of heaven and earth is probably not as good as the practice of the top Taoist exercises for ten years to absorb, with the improvement of the realm of the natural senses of this heaven and earth will also be completely changed, in the understanding of heaven and earth nature in the achievement of their own way.

The high-level exercises of the various sects and sects are not passed on, and the avenues practiced by each sect are also different, and even the top ones in the world have different paths for each person.

The second is the moves, there is a superior internal skill, but there is no complementary high-level moves, it is not possible to achieve great success, obviously, the current young man is practicing moves, but because Xu Feng came to this world for a short time, so the young man's fist he can only see a rough idea, and he does not have the slightest understanding of the origin of his exercises.

The three sparring men were not ordinary people, they were all cultivators.

In this Yanzhou, it is not comparable to the Holy Capital, and there are cultivators everywhere in the Holy Capital, but in this Yanzhou, even if it is relatively rare.

And in this Zhao Mansion, there are three cultivators who are accompanying a teenager to practice boxing.

The Zhao family has a really deep heritage.

Xu Feng was not in a hurry for a while, so he watched with interest under the martial arts training ground.

Several people on the stage were in a daze, and the three sparring partners didn't dare to slack off.

The young man was a little dissatisfied with the current state, and his fist changed abruptly, from the previous weird to ferocious and abnormal, the fist speed was extremely fast, and he did not lose his defense under the wide opening and closing.

Xu Feng was secretly frightened, this young man looked very young, only fourteen or fifteen years old, but this momentum is probably far inferior to many people who have practiced for decades, in addition to daily hard practice, his own qualifications and muscles should also be excellent, he was born to practice materials, this young man should be Zhao Ping'an's grandson.

Suddenly, Xu Feng frowned, at this time, the three men on the stage were gradually tired of coping, because because of the identity of the teenager, the three men had restraint when making moves, and did not use any killing moves, and the young man did not mean to stop, but accelerated the speed of his fist, like a fierce tiger, I am afraid that an improper closing will cause serious injuries to the man.

If it were in the usual battles in the rivers and lakes, these three men would work together to besiege this young man, I am afraid that this young man would not be able to hold up three moves, but now these three people have no choice but to dodge and deal with it.

Because of Xu Feng's cultivation of the Divine Sutra, as the true qi becomes more and more pure, the senses of the whole person have changed a lot compared to before, although the young man's fist speed is fast, but it is much slower in Xu Feng's eyes, and he looks at his fist style as seven, seven, eight, eight.

"Although he is a cultivation wizard, he is too angry. Xu Feng muttered to himself.

I didn't expect Zhao Ping'an to be so approachable, but Sun Tzu was so angry, completely ignoring the safety of the man, he really responded to that sentence, the dragon gave birth to nine sons, and the nine sons were different.

A man couldn't parry anymore, a flaw was exposed under his chest, the young man saw the flaw, and punched out, without any intention of closing the momentum, before the punch arrived, Gangfeng had already pierced the man's clothes.

"Bang!" A punch hit the man's vital point, and the man flew directly upside down with his back to Xu Feng's position, blood flowing from his mouth.

A lot of thoughts flashed through his heart in an instant, and he understood that he might not be able to recover in a few months this time, although he was seriously injured, he still had some loss in his heart.

Xu Feng squinted his eyes slightly, stood with his hands in his hands, and tied a long sword around his waist very casually, although he was wearing the lowest coarse cloth shirt, but for a moment there was a bit of dusty momentum, looking at the man who flew upside down, his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he raised his right palm lightly, and there was a hidden fluctuation of true qi on the palm, but this true qi was deliberately diluted by him, if he didn't observe carefully, he couldn't find out that he had carried his true qi, and he caught the man who flew upside down lightly.

Gently set him in and then retract his right palm.

The man thought that what was waiting for him should be the tragedy of falling to the ground and the severe pain, and he had closed his eyes and waited for the ending, but he didn't expect to fall to the ground as expected, but was dragged by a warm palm.

I opened my eyes in surprise and saw Xu Feng in a rough shirt behind me, thinking that Xu Feng caught him with all his strength, because Xu Feng weakened his true qi, and the man was about to fall to the ground at that time, and it was too late to be frightened in his heart, so he didn't notice it at all when he was taken.

Ignoring the injuries on his body, he bowed down and saluted, and said, "Brother Tai is really a divine power, thank you Brother Tai for your great kindness!"

Xu Feng smiled, picked up the man, and said, "It doesn't matter, it's a matter of effort." ”

"Brother is also from Zhao Fuzhong, why haven't I seen you before?"

"I've only been in Zhao Mansion for a few days, and I'll see it often in the future. ”

Then he said: "Brother, go and heal the wound, I'm afraid it will be a little worse if it's late." ”

The man was also a man, he was seriously injured, and he didn't have much fluctuation in his expression until now, and he bowed down and said, "In Xia Zhao Wu, let's come to Japan for a long time." ”

Xu Feng nodded, and Zhao Wu dragged his injured body to the outside of the mansion.

Xu Feng thought that the martial arts practice on the stage should end there, but he didn't expect that the young man didn't look at the injured man as if he was nothing, he clicked on the ground with his left foot, jumped up violently, and fought with the remaining two men.

The remaining two men on the field seemed to have long been accustomed to this kind of scene, and they did not look surprised, nor did they pay attention to the injured man off the field, and continued to deal with the unpredictable leg skills of the teenager.

Xu Feng was deeply educated by the equality of everyone in his previous life, this kind of person who didn't take the lives of his subordinates seriously made him disgusted in his heart, but people didn't say anything when they were beaten, he wouldn't be idle and be a saint, but the impression of this young man in his heart fell to the freezing point.

With Zhao Ping'an's temperament, how could he allow his grandson to mess with him like this? Or is there something else hidden?