{}text]Chapter 2 Feng Lei’s provocation
“Hey! Ha! Hey! Ha!”
On the Feng family’s martial arts field, young and tender figures are leaping there, playing a set of basic boxing techniques, the sky is rising, and all these children are sweating, but no one Tired of shouting, they kept shouting in their mouths, and the scene was very lively, a scene of hot martial arts.
Tianwu University 6, the whole people are enthusiastic about martial arts, and martial arts are respected and passed down from generation to generation. This has deeply penetrated into people’s souls, and the Feng family who established their family with martial arts will naturally not be excluded.
“Strength, haven’t you eaten yet?”
A middle-aged man with a rough-looking appearance, a pair of bright eyes, a serious face, and a sound of scolding from time to time.
The middle-aged man is named Feng Ren, and his strength has reached the realm of a martial artist. He is one of the pillars of the Feng family. He is also very famous in this “Yu” Lan City.
And he is also the elder that these children are most afraid of. Under his scolding, these children increase the strength of their hands.
Seeing this scene, Feng Ren’s mouth also revealed some imperceptible smiles. 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 head is long tied to the back of his head. After doing his best, his clothes were soaked through long ago. He had been in this state for three hours, but he still did not relax in the slightest.
It’s Feng Hao!
“Ha! Hey!…”
One punch and one kick, Feng Hao is doing extremely standard, every time he swings, he can make a slight wind sound.
He is a third-level mid-level martial artist, and all he does is forge his body.
In the journey of cultivation, the forging of the body is the first. Only by quenching one’s body like a rock can one use martial arts to train Qi and cultivate ‘Wu Yuan’, and only after cultivating ‘Wu Yuan’ can it be considered high. is a real warrior.
“Morning practice is over!”
Looking up at the blazing sun above the sky, Feng Ren stood up and shouted loudly.
“Whoops! I’m exhausted.”
“Hoo…hoo…”
The children fell to the ground one by one, complaining and panting, but when they glanced at Fengren’s dark face, their voices gradually weakened.
They are only about ten years old, and they practice two hours early every day, which is already exhausted for them.
“Hoo! Ha!”
On the entire martial arts field, Feng Hao was the only one who was still insisting. A pool of sweat had already shed under his feet, and every time he waved his arms, countless drops of sweat were shed.
Feng Ren glanced at him, didn’t say anything, took tiger steps and left the martial arts field.
“Humph! Pretend!”
A little boy with a big head and a big head gave Feng Hao a glance, and hummed with some anger in his mouth, “If I had a spiritual ‘medicine’ to recuperate, I would definitely be a fourth-level martial artist!”
He is the grandson of the second elder of the Feng family. His name is Feng Lei. He is the same year as Feng Hao. At this time, he has also reached the third-level martial artist. 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 the second-level martial artist also have the same emotion.
Because of this emotion, Feng Hao was basically isolated among the younger generation of the Feng family, and, in front of Feng Hao, he sneered at him.
Strength is everything, without strength, you will not be recognized and respected by others, and your performance is mediocre, and obviously you cannot convince the public.
“Hoo! Ha!…”
For these angry voices, Feng Hao is still swaying his fists and feet as if he hadn’t heard them.
Because, since he was sensible, these voices have grown up with him, but he has no way to explain the statement that the “medicine” did not work at all.
When the sun was in the sky, Feng Hao, who had exhausted his strength, stopped punching and kicking, because if he persisted, he would not get much improvement. On the contrary, it would cause damage to his own muscles and muscles, which would not be worth the loss. .
This is also the experience he summed up.
“Hoo…hoo…”
He calmed down a little. He did not join the other children’s practice or play. He dragged his tired body and walked towards a courtyard.
“Yo! Are our geniuses tired?”
Feng Lei and three children blocked Feng Hao’s way, and the expressions on the faces of several people were full of jokes.
“It starts again.”
“Oh! Deserving it!”
“A mediocre talent is a mediocre talent, but it takes up the best resources!”
The children in the martial arts field were talking and pointing, but no one stepped forward to persuade them to say anything. Instead, they all looked like they were watching a play.
Feng Hao frowned, turned sideways, and walked forward.
“Yo? Our genius is still putting on airs? Haha…”
Feng Lei also took a step and continued to stand in front of him, looking at him with a smile on his face.
The four of them, all third-level warriors, are not afraid of Feng Hao at all. On the contrary, every time they fight, Feng Hao will always suffer. It is hard to beat four punches. Besides, Feng Hao is taller than them. It’s only a small order, the difference 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 want to teach me a lesson again?”
Feng Lei stared, took a step forward, and approached Feng Hao.
“Bang!”
What greeted him was Feng Hao’s fist, so the once-daily event was staged again on this martial arts field.
As a result, it naturally ended with Feng Hao being beaten up.
…
“Hao’er is back.”
Only entering the “door” of the hospital, a beautiful “woman” greeted him. Seeing Feng Hao, who was sweaty and tired, her eyes were full of distressed “color”.
She is Feng Hao’s mother, Qiong Su, and she is also a descendant of the Feng family in another town.
“Don’t try so hard next time.”
Qiong Su took out a white handkerchief, and wiped the sweat from Feng Hao’s face, “You kid, you are always so stubborn, what if there is another problem? What?”
It can be seen that when Feng Hao was trying his best to forge his body, many of his muscles were torn apart due to excessive exercise.
“Mom, I got it!”
Only when facing his mother did Feng Hao’s pupils “reveal” the slightest warmth.
In his mind, his mother is the person who loves him the most in the world, so he will always follow Qiongsu’s advice unconditionally.
“You!”
Qiong Su gently squeezed his little face, “Okay, let’s take a shower first, and then come to the hall for dinner.”
“Yeah!”
With a response, Feng Hao walked towards a side room.
He grinned and took off his shirt. He also had dozens of black spots on his body, both new and old. He was basically used to this kind of pain.
“Crash!…”
The cold water washed away the heat and sweat, and Feng Hao put on a set of clean clothes that Qiong Su had prepared for a long time before coming to the hall.
In the hall, there is a square mahogany table, and there are five or six dishes on the table.
A middle-aged man with a grim face was eating, and Qiong Su was serving soup for him.
He is Feng Chen, the current head of the Feng family.
Seeing Feng Hao coming in, Qiong Su put down the spoon in her hand and greeted Feng Hao to sit down.
“Father!”
Feng Hao called towards Feng Chen respectfully.
“Yeah!”
Fengchen responded calmly and didn’t say much. The family of three finished their lunch in this silent atmosphere.
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