As soon as a trace of blue appeared in the sky, the juniors of the Feng family got up and went to the training field.
After just two punches, Fenghao felt weak all over his body.
"Let's try the Tiger Movement Scripture!"
As soon as he thought of it, the first image of the Tiger Movement Scripture appeared in his mind. He lowered his body and lay on the ground.
Adjusting the rhythm of his breathing, he slowly moved up and down. After a short while, he was already drenched in sweat.
"Hold on!Hold on! "
He muttered in his heart.
Every time he did it, he could feel that he had improved. In one day, he did it less than fifty times. In a trance, he felt that he had reached the threshold of the third level.
Sweat blurred his eyes and dripped to the ground. At this moment, many juniors of the Feng family came. They were stunned when they saw his strange posture.
Slacking off?It didn't seem like it.
"Is it that hard?"
It looked like a simple movement, but Feng Hao looked like he couldn't hold on anymore. The juniors couldn't help but doubt him.
"Let's try!"
A few juniors also tried to bend down. Their bodies moved up and down, but it was very easy.
"Pfft!How can you still be in the mood to pretend? "
After trying it out, they all snorted in disdain. Their gazes towards Fenghao were filled with disdain.
"What are you doing?!"
A loud reprimand came, which made the juniors who were watching tremble. Some hurriedly stood up, and some stood up and started to practice.
Needless to say, it was Feng Ren.
Looking at the messy training field, Feng Ren's face was livid. He strode over.
The things that had happened in the past few days had already annoyed him. Seeing that the juniors were still so disappointing, his heart was filled with anger.
The juniors made way for him, and Feng Hao's figure appeared in front of him.
That slow floating movement, that breathing, it was like a strong and ferocious magical beast was lying in ambush, ready to pounce at any time.
With just a glance, Feng Ren, who was a middle-level Martial Master, could tell something. The anger in his eyes gradually turned into shock. Looking at the floating young figure, his breath quickened.
This was no longer a simple rise and fall. Every rise and fall drove every muscle in the body to contract and contract. Every rise and fall required precise control of strength!
"How is this possible?How did he do it? "
Feng Ren was so shocked that he was speechless.
How could a youth who was only a third level Martial Disciple be able to control his strength so precisely?
"Could it be a body tempering technique?"
Thinking of this, his eyelids twitched.
For a long time, the juniors didn't hear him scolding them. They stealthily glanced at him out of the corner of their eyes and saw his strange phenomenon.
There was no sound. The juniors also stopped what they were doing, and all eyes were fixed on the rising and falling figure.
Over time, they found that what they were doing seemed to be different from what he was doing, but they couldn't tell why, so they just kept watching.
"Hold on!Hold on! "
Fenghao could no longer hear the sounds around him. He could only hear the movement of his muscles and the sound of his bones rubbing against each other. He did not know that Feng Ren had arrived. He only knew that he was about to make a breakthrough!
Not long after …
"Crack, crack, crack!"
A series of crisp sounds rang out from every part of his body, and it was so loud and clear in the quiet Martial Practice Grounds.
"He actually broke through!"
The juniors all opened their mouths wide. Now, they were sure that the simple rising and falling movements they saw and did were definitely not simple!
After the breakthrough, both the toughness of his muscles and the control of strength were greatly improved. Feng Hao's movements were also relaxed.
"I broke through!"
He turned over and glanced around. He found that everyone was staring at him. Only then did he remember that he was in the martial arts field.
"Let's start the morning exercise. Why are you still standing there?"
Feng Ren's scolding woke everyone up. After a while, the martial arts field returned to its normal state, and a series of shouts resounded.
Feng Ren glanced at Feng Hao, but didn't say anything. His eyes were still full of doubt.
After the morning exercise, surprisingly, Feng Lei and the others didn't come forward to find trouble. This also surprised Feng Hao. He glanced at Feng Lei, who was still in a daze, and shook his head, then walked toward his own courtyard.
Staying here was just a waste of time. What he needed to do now was to focus on cultivating the Tiger Movement Scripture.
"I wonder if I can skip this morning exercise."
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but mention it to Feng Chen. Because he was running out of time. If this continued, he would need at least a year to break through to the peak of the Martial Disciple. He couldn't afford to waste time.
...
After leaving the martial arts field, Feng Ren went straight to the meeting hall.
Feng Lie, the four elders, Feng Chen, and the others were all sitting there, dealing with the work in their hands.
"Patriarch, elders, Brother Chen!"
After he came in, he cupped his hands at Feng Lie. When his eyes glanced at Feng Chen, there was a trace of surprise in them.
"Well, brother, how is the cultivation of the younger generation?"
Feng Lie put down the account book in his hand and asked out of habit.
"The same."
After a pause, Feng Ren said again, "However, Feng Hao broke through during the morning exercise."
"Oh."
The four elders and Feng Chen all raised their heads.
Now that the young boy's movements had been affecting their nerves, they had to pay attention to it even if they didn't want to.
"Brother Chen."
Feng Ren turned to Feng Chen, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.
He could basically confirm that Feng Hao was definitely cultivating a set of high-grade body strengthening technique. However, this technique didn't belong to the Feng Clan's Martial Skill Pavilion.
"Hmm?"
Feng Chen's eyebrows twitched.
Although he was no longer the Patriarch of the Feng Clan, as a member of the Feng Clan, he couldn't just ignore everything. Moreover, Feng Lie had just been appointed, so he needed time to take over.
"The body strengthening technique that Feng Hao is cultivating in the Martial Practice Field is different from the usual ones."
Feng Hao, who was only a Third Grade Martial Disciple, couldn't possibly create such a technique by himself. In Feng Ren's opinion, the only explanation should be Feng Chen.
"Different?"
Feng Chen was stunned, and his eyebrows gradually furrowed. "What's different?"
After staring at it for a while, Feng Ren said slowly, "His body-strengthening technique can train the toughness of his body and the control of his strength at the same time. It should be at least a high-tier Yellow Level technique!"
"High-grade Yellow Grade?!"
The six of them were all shocked.
One should know that there was only one high-grade Yellow Grade manual in the entire Feng Clan. Moreover, it was a Martial Skill, not a body strengthening technique.
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