"Hey! Ha! Hey! Ha!"

In the Feng family's martial arts training ground, young figures were jumping around, practicing a set of basic boxing techniques. Gao Sheng, all these children were sweating profusely, but no one complained about being tired. They kept shouting and shouting. The scene was very lively and full of enthusiasm.

In the Tianwu Continent, all the people are enthusiastic about martial arts and respect martial arts, which has been passed down from generation to generation. This has penetrated into people's souls, and the Feng family, which founded its family on martial arts, is naturally not an exception.

"Hold on harder, haven't you eaten yet?"

A middle-aged man with a rough appearance, a pair of shining eyes, a serious face, and scolded from time to time.

The middle-aged man is named Feng Ren. His strength has reached the level of a martial artist. He is one of the pillars of the Feng family. He is also very famous in this Magnolia City.

And he was also the elder that these children feared the most. Under his scolding, these children increased their strength on their hands.

Looking at this scene, Feng Ren also had an imperceptible smile on his lips. Obviously, he was very satisfied with the performance of these children.

　“Hey! Ha!...”

　This is a twelve-year-old boy with a handsome face. Although he is still young, his small face is Full of seriousness, his long hair was tied back. Every time he exerted his strength, he tried his best. The clothes on his body were already soaked. He had been in this state for three hours. , but still not relaxed at all.

It’s Feng Hao!

"Ha! Hey!..."

Feng Hao did every punch and kick to an extremely standard level, and every time he swung, he could make a slight wind sound.

He is a third-level intermediate warrior, and all he does is train his body.

On the way to practice, physical training is the first priority. Only by tempering one's body like a rock can one use martial arts to practice Qi and cultivate the 'Martial Element'. Only after cultivating the 'Martial Element' can one Only then can one be considered a true warrior.

"Morning practice is over!"

Looking up at the scorching sun above the sky, Feng Ren stood up and shouted.

"Ouch! I'm so exhausted."

"Huh...huh..."

The children collapsed one by one. On the ground, complaints and gasps could be heard everywhere, but when they saw Feng Ren's somewhat dark face, the sounds gradually weakened.

They are only about ten years old, and they practice for two hours every morning, which is already enough for them.It took all my strength.

"Huh! Ha!"

In the entire martial arts field, Feng Hao was the only one who still persisted. There was already a pool of sweat under his feet. Every time Every time I waved my arms, countless drops of sweat were shed.

Feng Ren glanced at it, said nothing, and left the martial arts field with tiger steps.

"Hmph! Pretending!"

A tough-headed little boy glared at Feng Hao and hummed angrily, "If I had the elixir to nurse me back to health, I would definitely be healed. He is a fourth-level martial arts disciple!"

He is the direct grandson of the second elder of the Feng family. His name is Feng Lei. He is the same age as Feng Hao. At this time, he has also reached the third-level martial arts disciple. Although It's just the beginning level, but on the surface, Feng Lei's talent is indeed superior to Feng Hao, so he is extremely dissatisfied with Feng Hao.

There was more than one person who had the same idea as Feng Lei, and even the children of the second-level warriors also had the same sentiment.

Because of this emotion, Feng Hao was basically isolated among the younger members of the Feng family, and he even ridiculed Feng Hao in front of him.

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

　“Hoo! Ha!...”

In response to these angry voices, Feng Hao acted as if he didn’t hear them and was still waving his fists.

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

Under the scorching sun, Feng Hao, who had exhausted all his strength, stopped punching and kicking, because he would not get any improvement if he persisted. On the contrary, it would cause damage to his own muscles, which would be even worse. The gain will outweigh the loss.

This is also the experience he summed up.

　"Huh...huh..."

Calm down a little, he did not join other children's sparring or playing, dragging his exhausted body towards Walking towards a courtyard.

"Hey! Are our geniuses tired?"

Feng Lei and three children blocked Feng Hao's path, and the expressions on their faces were full of expressions. With a hint of joking.

　“It’s starting again.”

　“Ha! You deserve it!”

　“A mediocre person is a mediocre person, but he takes up the best resources!”

The children in the martial arts field were pointing and talking, but no one came forward to persuade them. Instead, they allHe looked like he was watching a show.

Feng Hao frowned, turned sideways, and walked forward.

"Huh? Our genius is still putting on airs? Haha..."

Feng Lei also took a step forward and continued to block in front of him, looking at him with a smile on his face. he.

The four of them are all third-level martial arts disciples. They are not afraid of Feng Hao at all. On the contrary, every time they fight, Feng Hao will always suffer the loss. It is difficult for a good fighter to beat the four punches. Besides, Feng Hao Haocai is only a small step 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 hoarse voice.

"What? If you don't let me, do you, a genius like you, want to teach me a lesson again?"

Feng Lei glared, took a step forward, and faced Feng Hao approaching.

"Bang!"

What greeted him was Feng Hao's fist, so a daily incident happened again on this martial arts ground.

As a result, it naturally ended with Feng Hao being beaten up by Fatty.

 …

“Haoer is back.”

As soon as I entered the courtyard, a beautiful woman came out to greet me. When she saw Feng Hao, who was covered in sweat and with a tired face, her eyes were full of distress.

She is Feng Hao’s mother, Qiong Su, who is also a member of a family similar to the Feng family in another town.

"Don't work so hard next time."

Qiong Su took out a white handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat from Feng Hao's face. "You kid, you are always so stubborn. What if something happens to you again?"

It can be seen that when Feng Hao worked hard to exercise, many of his muscles were damaged due to excessive exercise. Pull apart.

"Mom, I know!"

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 whatever Qiong Su says unconditionally.

"You!"

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

“Yes!”

In response, Feng Hao walked towards a side room.

Grinning, he took off his clothes. There were dozens of bruises on his body, including old and new injuries. Such pain was basically unbearable for him.I am already used to it.

　“Crash!...”

The cold water washed away the heat and sweat. Feng Hao put on a set of clean clothes that Qiongsu had prepared before he came. Arrived at the lobby.

In the hall, there is a square mahogany table with five or six dishes placed on it. The aroma is so strong that you can smell it from a distance.

A middle-aged man with a stern face was eating, while Qiong Su served him soup.

He is Feng Chen, the current head of the Feng family.

Seeing Feng Hao come in, Qiong Su put down the spoon in her hand and asked Feng Hao to sit down.

“Father!”

Feng Hao shouted respectfully towards Feng Chen.

"Hmm!"

Feng Chen responded calmly and without saying anything else, the family of three finished their lunch in this silent atmosphere.