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"Boom...!"

After a muffled sound, Han Feng rubbed his chest and got up from the ground in embarrassment.

The expression on his face at this moment was uglier than crying.

Tonight, I finally saw the power of the blood spirit crystal.

He tried several times in a row, but Han Feng couldn't hold on to the second attack of the blood spirit crystal.

Every time, he was blown away by a single blow, and the condensed blood in his body collapsed in an instant.

After being hit seven or eight times in a row, Han Feng was almost beaten out of his psychological shadow.

In addition, his body couldn't bear it anymore, and his chest was completely bruised, so he could only "call gold to withdraw troops", and wait for his body and mind to recover before returning to practice.

Picking up the blood spirit crystal on the ground, and thinking that the first level of "Horizontal Refining Realm" alone would have to withstand 49 [-] blows at once, Han Feng felt like crying.

This is not practicing qigong, this is fucking self-mutilation!

Back in the room, Han Feng operated the Dao Xuan Jue and absorbed the spiritual energy for a whole night.

In the early morning of the second day, when Han Feng woke up, he unexpectedly found that the bruise on his chest had faded.

Although the progress in cultivation has not been much, it is obvious that my physical fitness and strength seem to have increased a lot, and my energy is also extremely strong.

Han Feng was surprised for a while, and then he understood.

He must have been attacked by the blood spirit crystal several times last night, and part of the pure blood energy was integrated into his body, giving him some improvement.

The first time he practiced, he tasted the sweetness of body training, and Han Feng was a little excited.

He quickly forgot about the miserable experience last night, after breakfast, he immediately started training again.

Sure enough, compared to last night, Han Feng's performance today was significantly better, after several attempts.

One of them, he actually survived the first blow of the blood spirit crystal, and continued to run without dissipating his blood.

After the blood spirit crystal bullet flew several zhang, it flew back again, and ruthlessly bombarded the next acupoint where the qi and blood flowed through.

……

In the next few days, Han Feng became obsessed with this kind of self-mutilation practice.

He began to practice Chijiba Physical Art during the day.

Even though he was devastated by the blood spirit crystal, he still tried his best to endure as much bombardment as possible.

I didn't stop practicing until I was exhausted and could no longer bear it.

At night, Han Feng absorbed the spiritual power of the Lingshi to restore his physical strength and blood.

If the injury caused by the blood spirit crystal is too serious, Han Feng will take a drop of life spirit liquid.

In this way, it can not only quickly recover from injuries, but also strengthen the power of blood.

Under such a high-intensity, repeated "devil training".

Almost every day, Han Feng could clearly feel that his strength was constantly improving.

At the same time, because the toxins in the bones were accelerated and eliminated, his cultivation speed also increased.

The only embarrassing thing is that the cultivation of the Chiyu Domineering Body Art requires too much clothes, and the blood spirit crystal can tear the clothes apart.

So when Han Feng is practicing now, he can only wear a pair of underpants and practice secretly in the backyard.

After practicing like this for ten days, Han Feng has made remarkable progress.

The most time, he actually withstood eighteen consecutive attacks from the blood spirit crystal.

Although there is still a long distance from the first level of "Horizontal Refining Realm", Han Feng has received an unexpected joy.

That was last night, he finally broke through to the eight-star martial arts realm, and he was only one step away from becoming a real martial artist with nine stars.

Moreover, by absorbing the energy and blood power of the blood spirit crystal.

Han Feng is now far superior to ordinary eight-star warriors in terms of strength, speed, and fighting ability.

The power of Regret Mountain Fist, Beng Lei Jin, and even Bai Hong's steps has also been greatly improved.

Han Feng is confident that if he is in his current state, he will face Han Nu back then.

There is no need to exchange injuries for injuries at all, and it is completely possible to defeat the opponent head-on.

Han Feng couldn't help sighing secretly, it seems that the deal between himself and Yin Zun is not too bad.

After finishing the early morning practice, Han Feng did not continue to practice the Chiyuba Physical Art.

He is going to visit the county today.

There is no other reason, just yesterday, Zhao Weinan came to the branch of the Han family again.

Tell Han Feng about the current situation of the three major gangs.

Under the siege of the Qingyang Gang and the Feiying Gang, the Lieyan Gang has been retreating steadily.

In Bailong County, less than [-]% of the industry is left, and as much as [-]% of the territory outside the city is occupied. It is not far from being defeated.

Han Feng felt that the time had come and it was time to negotiate with the Lieyan Gang.

But before that, he needs to go to the county to get his chips, and then negotiate with the Lieyan Gang.

……

Driving to the county town in a carriage, Han Feng came to the door of "Zhao's Mansion" and begged to see Patriarch Zhao.

Before stepping into the gate of Zhao Mansion, Han Feng did not forget to ask a question in his heart.

"Xian'er, are you sure this method is feasible?"

"Master, don't worry, Xian'er will never deceive Master."

Han Feng nodded, with greater confidence in his heart.

When Han Feng came to visit, Patriarch Zhao hosted a banquet again, with Zhao Weinan as his companion.

Both father and son are as enthusiastic about Han Feng as family members.

However, the spirits at the banquet were replaced with ordinary fruit wine this time.

Obviously, after seeing Han Feng's perverted "drinking capacity", Patriarch Zhao didn't want to ask for trouble anymore.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Zhao Zhenxiong retreated from the dancers in the hall, and looked at Han Feng with a smile.

"Nephew, I heard that a few days ago, you performed brilliantly in the family assessment of the Han family, and even defeated the nine-star martial artist.

Now the name of my nephew has moved the whole county. "

Han Feng smiled and shook his head.

"Uncle Zhao praised it absurdly, my nephew is just a matter of luck."

"luck?"

Zhao Zhenxiong smiled playfully, but he didn't want to delve into this topic anymore, and asked again with a smile.

"Nephew's sudden visit today must not be just to visit the old man."

Hearing this, Han Feng thought to himself, this Patriarch Zhao is indeed shrewd, so he immediately opened his mouth and said.

"Uncle Zhao, to tell you the truth, my nephew came here today to discuss a big deal with Uncle Zhao."

"Oh……!"

Zhao Zhenxiong's tone was a little surprised, but his expression was quite indifferent, as if he had expected it.

Zhao Weinan who was on the side obviously did not have the determination of Patriarch Zhao, and when he heard this, he said excitedly.

"Brother Han, what a big deal, how much it costs, just ask!"

Zhao Weinan looked like a rich and powerful prodigal, Zhao Zhenxiong was so angry that his beard turned up, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He said two words directly to Zhao Weinan.

"go out!"

"Oh……!"

Zhao Weinan suddenly beat the eggplant like frost, and walked out of the hall with his head drooping.

At this moment, there were only Han Feng and Zhao Zhenxiong in the hall, and Zhao Zhenxiong spoke indifferently.

"Nephew wants to talk about business, but it's okay."

Han Feng pondered for a moment, and said bluntly.

"Uncle Zhao, I wonder if you are interested in the refined iron ore veins of my Han family branch...?"

Chapter 136 You Say It's a Coincidence

"Fine Iron Ore Vein!"

As soon as Zhao Zhenxiong heard these four words, his eyes lit up immediately, but he quickly calmed down again.

"Nephew, what do you mean..."

"To tell you the truth, Uncle Zhao, the refined iron ore vein in my nephew's hands has been idle for a long time, and now I want to mine this vein.

However, with my nephew's current financial and human resources, it is not very convenient to operate.

Then I thought, if we can cooperate with Uncle Zhao, the two will work together to mine and make a fortune together, wouldn't it be wonderful. "

Hearing this, Zhao Zhenxiong showed emotion on his face, pondered for a while, and finally shook his head.

"Nephew, I'm afraid this is inappropriate."

Han Feng frowned.

"Uncle Zhao is worried about profit distribution?"

Zhao Zhenxiong shook his head.

"Of course, the old man trusts my nephew, and the fine iron ore vein of the Han family is of excellent quality. If it is mined, even my Zhao family can gain a lot from the profits it makes!"

"Since that's the case, why did Uncle Zhao refuse?"

Zhao Zhenxiong said solemnly.

"Nephew, it's not that I want to refuse, it's just that this matter involves a lot, and it's definitely not a matter between you and me.

In today's Bailong County, the five major families are side by side, and the battle is becoming increasingly fierce. Although this refined iron vein belongs to the branch of the Han family, in the final analysis, it is still surnamed "Han".

If I rush to cooperate with my nephew, it will definitely attract the suspicion of the other three major families, and thus exclude my Zhao family. "

Speaking of this, Zhao Zhenxiong's eyes flashed, and he stared at Han Fengdao.

"What's more, as far as I know, the branch of my nephew doesn't seem to have a harmonious relationship with the main branch of the Han family.

If our two families cooperate, if the main branch of the Han family disagrees, wouldn’t my Zhao family want to offend the four major families at the same time because of a vein of fine iron ore?

This matter does more harm than good. As the head of the Zhao family, the old man naturally cannot agree, and I hope my nephew will not mind. "

After hearing Zhao Zhenxiong's words, Han Feng showed regret, but he didn't feel too much loss in his heart.

Han Feng has always been thinking about the fine iron ore vein of the branch of the Han family.

Zhao Zhenxiong was invited to cooperate this time, but also with the attitude of giving it a try.

If you can take this opportunity to build a deeper relationship with the Zhao family.

Along with obtaining a large amount of wealth through the mine veins, the branch of the Han family was strengthened.

At the same time, he also got a bargaining chip to negotiate with the Lieyan Gang, which is a good thing that kills three birds with one stone.

But Zhao Zhenxiong was obviously smarter than he imagined, and Han Feng immediately apologized.

"It's my nephew's lack of thoughtfulness that made Uncle Zhao laugh."

Zhao Zhenxiong waved his hand indifferently, not minding at all.

The two chatted a few more words, and Han Feng asked casually.

"Hey... by the way, Uncle Zhao, besides Brother Zhao, don't you have any other children?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Zhenxiong's originally smiling face froze, and he smiled awkwardly.

"The old man really has only Gouzi under his knees."