"Hey! Ha! Ha! Ha! "
In the martial field of the Feng Clan, many young figures were jumping around and practicing a basic fist technique. The sun was high up in the sky. These children were all sweating profusely, but no one complained of tiredness. They kept on shouting and shouting. The scene was very lively; it was a scene of martial arts enthusiastically.
In the Sky Martial Continent, everyone was passionate about martial arts and respected martial arts. This had been passed down from generation to generation. This was deeply ingrained in people's souls. The Feng Clan, which was founded on martial arts, was naturally not an exception.
"Use more strength. Did you guys not eat?"
A middle-aged man with a rough appearance shouted from time to time. His eyes were shining and his face was serious.
The middle-aged man was called Feng Ren. He had already reached the Martial Master Realm and was one of the pillars of the Feng Clan. In Yulan City, he was also very famous.
He was also the elder that these children were most afraid of. Under his scolding, these children increased the strength of their hands.
Looking at this scene, Feng Ren also revealed an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth. Obviously, he was very satisfied with the performance of these children.
"Hey! Ha! … "
This was a twelve-year-old boy with a handsome face. Although he was still a child, his small face was filled with seriousness. His long hair was tied behind his head. Every time he waved his hand, he used all of his strength. His clothes were already drenched in sweat. He had been in this state for six hours, but he still didn't relax at all.
It was Feng Hao!
"Ha! Ha! … "
Every punch and kick, Feng Hao did it very accurately. Every time he moved, he could make a slight sound of the wind.
He was only a Middle Rank 3 Martial Disciple. What he did was nothing more than training his body.
On the path of cultivation, body tempering was the first step. Only by tempering one's body to the point that it was like a boulder could one use martial arts to cultivate Qi and cultivate 'Martial Essence'. Only after cultivating 'Martial Essence' could one be considered a true martial artist.
"Morning training is over!"
Raising his head to look at the scorching sun in the sky, Feng Ren stood still and let out a shout.
"Ouch! I'm exhausted. "
The children fell to the ground one by one, complaining and panting. However, when they glanced at Feng Ren's dark face, their voices gradually weakened.
They were only about ten years old. Practicing four hours a day in the morning was already exhausting for them.
"Phew! Ha! "
In the entire martial arts field, only Feng Hao was still persevering. A pool of sweat had already formed under his feet. Every time he waved his arm, countless droplets of sweat would fall.
Feng Ren glanced at him and said nothing. He strode out of the martial arts field.
"Humph! Stop pretending! "
A dignified little boy glared at Feng Hao and snorted angrily. "If I had the Spirit Medicine to nourish me, I would definitely be a Rank 4 Martial Disciple!"
He was the grandson of the Second Elder of the Feng Clan. His name was Feng Lei, and he was the same age as Feng Hao. At this time, he had also reached the Rank 3 Martial Disciple. Although he was only at the beginning stage, on the surface, Feng Lei's talent was indeed above Feng Hao's. That was why he was extremely dissatisfied with Feng Hao.
There was more than one person who had the same thoughts as Feng Lei. Even the Rank 2 Martial Disciple children had the same emotions.
Because of this emotion, Feng Hao was basically isolated among the younger generation of the Feng Clan. Moreover, they even mocked and ridiculed him in front of Feng Hao.
Strength was everything. Without strength, one would not be able to obtain the recognition and respect of others. Feng Hao's performance was ordinary, so he obviously could not convince the masses.
"Phew! Ha! … "
As for these indignant voices, Feng Hao acted as if he did not hear them and continued to swing his fists and kicks.
This was because, ever since he was sensible, these voices had accompanied him as he grew up. However, he had no way of explaining that the Spirit Medicine had no effect at all.
The sun was high in the sky, and Feng Hao, who had already exhausted his strength, stopped his punches and kicks. This was because, if he continued to persevere, he would not be able to get any improvement. On the contrary, it would cause damage to his muscles, and that would not be worth it.
This was also the experience that he had concluded.
After calming down a little, he did not join the other children in sparring or playing. Instead, he dragged his exhausted body and walked towards a courtyard.
"Yo!" "Our genius is tired?"
Feng Lei brought three children to block Feng Hao's path. Their faces were all filled with ridicule.
"It's starting again."
"Heh!" "Serves you right!"
"A mediocre person is a mediocre person, yet he occupies the best resources!"
The children on the martial arts field pointed at them and discussed, but no one stepped forward to persuade them. Instead, they all looked like they were watching a show.
Feng Hao frowned, turned his body, and walked forward again.
"Yo? 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 playful smile.
The four of them were all Level 3 Martial Disciples, so they were not afraid of Feng Hao at all. On the contrary, every time they fought, the one who suffered would always be Feng Hao. It was difficult for an expert to fight against four fists. Moreover, Feng Hao was only one small level higher than them, so the gap was not very big.
"Get out of the way!"
Feng Hao looked at him coldly and said with a somewhat hoarse voice.
"What? If I don't move, do you, genius, want to teach me a lesson again? "
Feng Lei's eyes widened as he took a step forward and approached Feng Hao.
"Bam!"
What greeted him was Feng Hao's fist. Thus, the daily event once again played out in this martial arts field.
In the end, it naturally ended with Feng Hao being beaten up.
...
"Hao 'er is back."
As soon as he entered the courtyard, a beautiful woman came out to greet him. When she saw Feng Hao covered in sweat and his face full of exhaustion, her eyes were filled with heartache.
She was Feng Hao's mother, Qiong Su. She was also a disciple of a family similar to the Feng Clan in another town.
"Don't work so hard next time."
Qiong Su took out a white handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat off Fenghao's little face. "You're always so stubborn. What would we do if something were to happen to you again?"
It could be seen that when Feng Hao went all out to train his body, there were many times when his muscles and tendons were torn because of excessive exertion.
"Mother, I know!"
Only when facing his mother would Feng Hao's eyes show traces of tenderness.
In his heart, his mother was the person who loved him the most in the world. Therefore, he would usually do whatever Qiong Su said unconditionally.
"You!"
Qiong Su gently pinched his little face. "Alright, go take a shower first, then come to the main hall to eat."
"Alright!"
After responding, Feng Hao walked toward a side room.
He gritted his teeth as he took off his clothes. There were dozens of bruises on his body, both old and new. He was basically used to this kind of pain.
"Crash! …"
The cold water washed away the heat and sweat. Feng Hao changed into a set of clean clothes that Qiong Su had prepared beforehand and went to the main hall.
In the main hall, there was a square mahogany table with five to six dishes on it. The aroma of the dishes could be smelled from afar.
A middle-aged man with a stern expression was eating while Qiong Su served him a bowl of soup.
He was the current master of the Feng Clan, Feng Chen.
When she saw Feng Hao enter, Qiong Su put down the spoon in her hand and gestured for Feng Hao to take a seat.
"Father!"
Feng Hao greeted Feng Chen respectfully.
"Alright!"
Feng Chen replied indifferently and did not say anything else. The family of three finished their lunch in silence.
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