Start Biyou Village: Start with one person and add some horizontal training

Zhuge Qing looked at Feng Xingtong, who was fidgeting, and couldn't help asking.

"Xingtong, Fengxingtong... What happened to Jia Zhengyu?"

Feng Shayan came to Zhuge Qing dejectedly, and sighed, "Oh, I was injured by his cousin."

"Cousin?" Zhuge Qing was startled when he heard the words, "Jia Zhengjing? Why did they fight?"

The news that Jia Zhengjing is a counterfeit will spread throughout the world sooner or later.

Anyway, it's not a secret, Feng Xingtong said calmly, "We just found out today that that Jia... that big brother is actually not Master Jia Zhengyu's cousin. I'm afraid only my father knows what his name is."

"Even you and your sister don't know his name?" Zhuge Qing was very surprised.

As smart as he is, he has somewhat guessed the relationship between Feng Shayan and Han Jue.

Unexpectedly, when I went out for a trip, I would encounter such a bizarre encounter.

That thick-eyed guy.

It turned out to be a twenty-five boy!

Feng Xingtong smiled wryly and was speechless.

"What about others?"

"Uh, he ran away after injuring Master Jia, probably...maybe he won't come back."

Feng Xingtong's face was full of regret.

That was supposed to be my future brother-in-law.

One of a kind muscular hunk.

Pop, gone.

I will never see him again.

Zhuge Qing also looked unwilling.

You agreed to practice with me for half a month.

No precautions, no worries about why you left me.

He stood at the door of the medical room, looked at Jia Zhengyu's miserable appearance through the glass, and frowned.

"How long has Master Jia been beaten and injured so badly? Why is there some cold coming out of him?"

Feng Xingtong felt lingering fear, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"One punch! Only one punch! Terrible. I've never seen such a terrifying punch."

Zhuge Qing couldn't hold back his curiosity, opened the door and walked into the room.

He bent down and repeatedly looked at Jia Zhengyu who was in a coma.

His complexion is getting uglier.

Amazing.

What kind of boxing can cause cold injuries all over the body?

When he competed with me, he never used it, so did he still have reservations? !

Good boy, what is your origin.

I, Zhuge Qing, a dignified descendant of the Wuhou faction, suffered the first defeat in my life, and I didn't even know who my opponent was.

Ridiculous, really ridiculous.

No matter where you go, I will find you!

Zhuge Qing made up his mind.

As long as the injury is healed, he will leave Tianxiahui immediately.

…………

outside the building.

It's getting late.

Feng Shayan broke away from Han Jue's embrace, and reluctantly separated from him.

The two walked out of the wet dirt together.

In the distance, vehicles are constantly flowing, but there are very few pedestrians on the road.

Feng Shayan used her slender and slender fingers to fiddle with the silver-white hair that was blown by the wind.

A pair of beautiful eyes full of melancholy.

She is not a sentimental and twitchy character.

It's just that Han Jue was going to leave Tianxiahui suddenly, and he was unprepared for a while, and his position was in chaos.

Whether a month is long or not, whether it is short or not.

Feng Shayan, who dares to love and hate, has already firmly tied her heart to Han Jue.

Han Jue stretched out his big rough hand to caress Feng Shayan's smooth wheat-colored face, deeply moved.

Mr. Lu Xun once said.

The bond between a man and a woman is half by companionship and half by sleep.

Emotions are indeed asleep.

The sages are sincere and do not deceive me.

"I'm leaving."

Han Jue dropped his palm and lightly placed it on her thin shoulders.

Feng Shayan took a deep breath, her mood gradually eased.

His eyes became firm and calm again.

"Let's go, bastard. I will find a way to mediate the conflict between you and my father. Take care of yourself."

"Understood." Han Jue nodded.

He didn't intend to tell Feng Shayan the truth about his quarrel with Feng Zhenghao.

In order to avoid unnecessary incidents.

Many things should be handled by men.

A man's fist can solve all difficulties.

And a woman's fist can only solve a man.

The two hugged deeply for the last time.

Han Jue resolutely let go of Feng Shayan.

He turned around and strode out of Jinmen City.

Sons and daughters love each other, but heroes are short of breath.

When he came to this world, what he really wanted to have was strength.

Use horizontal training and iron fist to blow up the absolute strength of this world.

As for the others, they are just adjustments in life and practice.

No one and nothing can stop his determination to become stronger.

"Hey, when are you planning to come back?!"

Feng Shayan stared at Han Jue's broad and straight back.

"If you do well, you won't come back. If you don't do well, come back and continue to find you for soft food!"

Han Jue didn't look back, waved his hands and laughed, and drifted away.

"Remember the two self-defense skills I passed on to you yesterday. When I'm not around, protect yourself."

Feng Shayan stomped her feet, "Bastard!"

………………

Night falls.

A sudden torrential rain poured down.

Han Jue chose to walk instead of taking a car.

I didn't even consider going back to Jinmen to find a hotel to stay.

He ran all the way against the wind and rain, and his clothes were completely soaked.

In the end, he was so proud that he simply shook his arms and tore his clothes and pants away.

Wearing only a pair of boxer shorts, he ran in the nameless wilderness outside Jinmen.

Thunder and lightning.

A silver snake pierced the night sky.

Under the light of thunder.

A tall and mighty bald man with muscles like a python entangled in him ran endlessly.

He stepped on the ground with both feet and jumped, with the momentum like a tiger coming out of the cage, like an eagle spreading its wings.

A long howl came, and the sound waves rolled.

It was as if a ferocious giant roared in the wilderness.

Han Jue found a rock, sat down cross-legged, and looked up at the night sky.

Let the bean-sized raindrops beat mercilessly on his handsome face with sharp edges and corners.

The left hand is placed on the whip.

The right hand is raised upright as a palm in front of the chest.

The silver light all over his body is dazzling.

The horizontal silver body is quietly activated!

With the help of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, Han Jue began to practice various martial arts painstakingly.

Especially Yi Jin Washing Marrow.

The previous battle with Zhuge Qing made Han Jue realize the mystery of Yi Jin Xie marrow.

If this martial skill can be raised to the fifth stage as soon as possible.

The next stage of Yi Jin Jing can bring his muscles and bones to a whole new level of strength.

And the second of the six chapters of the Sutra of Washing the Marrow [Four False Combined Chapters].

Its core is to strengthen the primordial spirit with the help of the four natural energies of earth, wind, water, and fire.

The fusion of the four major energies will greatly increase his soul, spirit, and will.

In addition to Yi Jin Xie marrow, Han Jue also practiced Vajra Immortality and Tianshuang Fist.

There are many martial arts, going round and round, going back and forth.

Until the thunder disappeared completely, the rain gradually became scarce.

Five hours later.

Yijin-washing-marrow is the first to advance to the fifth stage.

The Blue Level Pagoda has been achieved!

Tianshuangquan then practiced to the second stage, and its power doubled.

Han Jue threw out a punch.

The sparse rain in the air instantly condensed into thin ice.

Grinning in satisfaction, he was about to continue practicing.

A burst of chaotic footsteps broke the tranquility of the wilderness.