It's dark at night, in the backyard of Han Mansion.

"Bang...!"

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.

After several attempts in succession, Han Feng failed to survive the Blood Spirit Crystal's second attack.

Each time, he was blown away by a blow, and the energy and blood condensed in his body instantly dissipated.

After being beaten seven or eight times in succession, Han Feng was almost mentally scarred.

In addition, his body could no longer bear the pain and his chest was completely bruised. He could only "call it quits" and wait until his body and mind recovered before he could practice again.

Picking up the Blood Spirit Crystal on the ground and thinking that just the first level of "Hengrenjing" alone would have to withstand seven or forty-nine blows at once, Han Feng felt like crying.

This is not practicing Qigong, this is just self-mutilation!

Back in the room, Han Feng circulated Taoist secrets and absorbed spiritual energy all night long.

The next morning, when Han Feng woke up, he unexpectedly found that the bruises on his chest had faded.

Although my cultivation has not made much progress, I can clearly feel that my physical fitness and strength 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 several times by the Blood Spirit Crystal last night, and part of the pure energy and blood was integrated into his body, giving him some improvement.

After practicing for the first time, he tasted the benefits of body training, and Han Feng was a little excited.

He soon forgot the painful experience last night. After breakfast, he immediately started training again.

As expected, Han Feng's performance today was significantly better than last night, after several attempts.

On one of these occasions, he actually withstood the first blow of the Blood Spirit Crystal, and his energy and blood did not dissipate, so he continued to function.

After the blood spirit crystal bullet flew several feet, it flew back again and hit the next acupoint where Qi and blood flowed.

…

In the next few days, Han Feng became addicted to this self-harming practice.

He began to practice the Red Jade Hegemony Art during the day.

Even though he was tortured by the Blood Spirit Crystal, he still tried hard to persevere and endure as many bombardments as possible.

I stopped practicing until I was exhausted and couldn't bear it anymore.

At night, Han Feng absorbed the spiritual power of the spirit stone and restored his physical strength and blood.

If the injury caused by the Blood Spirit Crystal is too serious, Han Feng will just take a drop of Life Spirit Liquid.

In this way, injuries can be quickly recovered and the power of Qi and blood can be strengthened.

Under such high-intensity and 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 his bones were eliminated at an accelerated pace, his cultivation speed also increased.

The only embarrassing thing is that the training of this red body hegemony requires too much clothes, and the blood spirit crystal can tear the clothes with one blow.

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

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

The most he experienced was that he withstood eighteen consecutive attacks from the Blood Spirit Crystal.

Although there is still a long way to go before the first level of "Henglian Realm", Han Feng received an unexpected surprise.

That was last night, when he finally broke through to the realm of eight-star martial arts disciples. He was only one step away from the nine-star martial arts disciples and becoming a true spiritual warrior.

Moreover, by absorbing the energy and blood power of the Blood Spirit Crystal.

Han Feng's strength, speed and ability to withstand blows now far exceed those of ordinary eight-star warriors.

The power of Han Shan Fist, Collapse of Thunder, and even Bai Hong's steps have also been greatly improved.

Han Feng was confident that if he were in his current state, he would be able to face Han Nu back then.

There is no need to trade injuries for injuries. You can defeat the opponent head-on.

Han Feng couldn't help but secretly sigh. It seemed that the deal between him and Yin Zun was not too bad.

After finishing his early morning practice, Han Feng did not continue to practice the Chihuang Hegemony Art.

Today he is going to the county town.

There is no other reason. Just yesterday, Zhao Weinan visited the Han family branch again.

He told Han Feng about the current situation of the three major gangs.

Under the encirclement and suppression by the Qingyang Gang and the Flying Eagle Gang, the Lieyan Gang has been retreating steadily.

Less than 30% of the property in Bailong County is left, and as much as 50% of the territory outside the city is occupied. The defeat is not far away.

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

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

…

Driving a carriage to the county town, Han Feng arrived at the door of the "Zhao Mansion" and asked to see the head of the Zhao family.

Before entering the gate of Zhao Mansion, Han Feng did not forget to ask in his heart.

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

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

Han Feng nodded, feeling more confident.

Han Feng came to visit, and the head of the Zhao family hosted a banquet again, with Zhao Weinan accompanying him.

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

However, the strong wine at the banquet was replaced by ordinary fruit wine this time.

Obviously, after seeing Han Feng's abnormal "drinking capacity", the Zhao family leader did not want to ask for trouble anymore.

After three drinks and five dishes, Zhao Zhenxiong retreated from the dancers in the hall and looked at Han Feng with a smile.

"My dear nephew, I heard that a few days ago, you excelled in the Han family's family examination, and even defeated the nine-star martial artist.

Now the name of my nephew is famous throughout the county."

Han Feng smiled and shook his head.

"Uncle Zhao is so complimentary. My nephew is just lucky."

"luck?"

Zhao Zhenxiong smiled playfully, but stopped delving into the topic and asked again with a smile.

"My good nephew made a sudden visit today, presumably not just to visit me."

When Han Feng heard this, he thought to himself that the head of the Zhao family was really smart, so he immediately spoke directly.

"Uncle Zhao, to be honest, my nephew came here today because he has a big deal to discuss with Uncle Zhao."

"oh……!"

Zhao Zhenxiong sounded a little surprised, but his expression was quite calm, as if he had expected it.

Zhao Weinan on the side obviously did not have the determination of the Zhao family leader. When he heard this, he said excitedly.

"Brother Han, just ask for any big deal or how much it costs!"

Zhao Weinan looked like a wealthy prodigal, which made Zhao Zhenxiong's beard curl up and the corners of his mouth twitch in anger.

He said two words directly to Zhao Weinan.

"go out!"

"oh……!"

Zhao Weinan suddenly felt like an eggplant beaten by 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 calmly.

"My nephew wants to talk about any business, but it doesn't matter."

Han Feng pondered for a moment and said bluntly.
Chapter completed!