As the sun sets, on the grass in the backyard of Han Mansion, Han Feng bends his knees, sinks his body, performs a stance, raises his fists on his waist, and looks serious and dignified.

"drink……!"

Suddenly, with a shout from his mouth, Han Feng punched out one punch after another. Sometimes his steps would change, and his fist posture would change accordingly, opening and closing. The wind of the fist was faint and powerful.

Han Feng's set of boxing skills was quite impressive and had a bit of a master's air.

However, after Han Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, his brows furrowed tightly and his eyes were full of doubts.

Han Feng, who was learning martial arts for the first time today, was full of enthusiasm and practiced very hard. He spent several hours and carefully memorized all the routines of Hanshan Fist until he was able to master and complete the entire set of boxing techniques.

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I thought that in this way, I would be able to exert the power of Hanshan Fist, but this was not the case.

Han Feng knew very well that although the boxing technique just now was relatively smooth, the power of each punch was basically the same as the power of a random punch he usually threw.

In other words, Han Feng has not even reached the "Condensation Realm", the entrance level of Hanshan Quan, and is just a showman with empty moves.

Han Feng, who was tired and sweating profusely, couldn't help but sit down on the grass and looked at the Hanshan Boxing Manual next to him, his face a little ugly.

"What kind of breaking boxing technique? I've been practicing it all day, but why doesn't it have any power at all?"

After thinking about it for a while, Han Feng rubbed his chin again and said.

"Is it possible that practicing martial arts... also requires a one-of-a-kind martial arts prodigy?"

"Pfft...!"

Han Feng was talking to himself, but a sneer came from his mind.

Han Feng knew that it was Xian'er's voice. This woman always liked to laugh at his own jokes.

"Master, please don't blame me. I really can't hold it back. This is the first time I've seen you practicing martial arts like this."

Han Feng was stunned when he heard this.

"You mean...the way I practice is wrong?"

Xian'er laughed out loud again.

"Master, how can you call this training? You are clearly just trying to imitate a tiger and a cat. It is only superficial. It seems that no one has taught you how to practice martial arts."

Han Feng is not annoyed about this. He does have no one to teach him how to practice martial arts. He could have asked Chu Hanxin for advice, but the other party thought that he was injured and would not let him practice martial arts. So Han Feng was alone here.

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However, after hearing Xian'er's tone, Han Feng was moved in his heart and turned to ask for advice.

"Xian'er, there must be some secret to practicing martial arts. Why can't I even get started after practicing for a day?"

Facing Han Feng's request for advice, Xian'er's tone became a little solemn and explained.

"Master, martial arts skills are extensive and profound. You can bring out the power of a spiritual warrior to the extreme, practice to a high level, and even kill enemies at higher levels. It is not as simple as you think, and can be practiced in a day or two.

Even the simplest ordinary martial arts requires certain basic skills, which pay attention to the coordination of muscles and joints, as well as the technique of exerting force, and even the circulation path of qi and blood in the body. It often takes a year and a half to get started, which is easy.

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The master is new to martial arts. Although his body has been tempered, all basic skills are relatively weak. Practicing martial arts is much more difficult than for someone who has practiced martial arts since childhood.

If you don’t have anyone to guide you, if you keep practicing like this, you may not be able to get in after ten or eight years of practice.”

When Han Feng heard this, he couldn't help but feel shocked. He didn't expect that he was already a martial artist, and he had to pay attention to so many techniques to practice martial arts. It took him a year and a half to get started, which even surprised Han Feng.

After all, it only took him a few days to go from having no cultivation to a three-star martial arts disciple. He had experienced the feeling of ascending on a rocket, and when he was suddenly asked to walk slowly, Han Feng was really not used to it.

Just when Han Feng was surprised and doubtful, Xian'er spoke at the right time.

"Master, it is not difficult to practice martial arts quickly."

"Hmm...?" Han Feng's eyes lit up and he asked calmly.

"Xian'er, do you have any good ideas?"

Xian'er smiled sweetly and said.

"The method is not difficult. The alchemy pot can refine all things in the world, and even the true meaning of martial arts can be extracted.

If the master practices martial arts in the Pot Realm, and uses the Demon Refining Pot as an aid to refine the true meaning of martial arts into the body, the training will definitely be half the effort but twice the result. When combined with the life spirit liquid to increase the power of Qi and blood, it will be even more powerful!

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Han Feng's eyes suddenly became brighter. He didn't expect that the demon refining pot could have such miraculous effects.

However, Xian'er's next words poured cold water on Han Feng's head.

"As long as the master has enough spirit stones, nothing will be a problem. After all, all the effects of the Demon Refining Pot are based on energy."

Upon hearing this, Han Feng suddenly felt like a deflated rubber ball. Sure enough, you can't talk about relationships with artifacts, only spiritual stones are the way to go.

But Han Feng was still a little skeptical about what Xian'er said, and Han Feng had to ask other people for advice.

That night, while visiting Han Lei who was lying in bed, Han Feng asked him about his moral character in practicing "Hanshan Fist", for example, how long it took him to get in.

Although Han Lei's injuries were serious, they were mostly just skin injuries. In addition, he was physically strong and had spiritual stones to assist his recovery. In just one day, his spirits improved a lot and he could communicate normally.

Han Lei's attitude towards Han Feng has also completely changed. He is more cordial and respectful. He naturally knows everything Han Feng asks.

Han Feng still remembers the pride in Han Lei's eyes when he told him that it took him seven months to reach the "gathering state" of Hanshan Quan.

According to Han Lei, among the entire younger generation of the Han family, there are very few people who can become a disciple of Hanshan Quan within one year.

Regarding the information revealed by his younger brother, Han Feng couldn't help but feel a little bitter. It seemed that Xian'er had not lied to him. Practicing martial arts took many years.

Considering the current threat to the main line of the Han family and the "iron rule" of this world that respects martial arts, Han Feng feels that he does not have so much time to study martial arts. It seems that he still has to rely on the Demon Refining Pot to quickly improve his strength, otherwise he will

If protection is not enough, how to protect the branch?

"No, I have to make money quickly!"

With a sense of crisis in his heart, Han Feng quickly took action. Three days later, early in the morning, he decided to go to Bailong County.

After withdrawing a hundred gold coins from the warehouse, Han Feng once again proposed to Chu Hanxin about entering the city. Seeing that Han Feng's injury was no longer serious and his will was very determined, Chu Hanxin did not object anymore and took the initiative from his sleeves.

He took out two talismans and handed them to Han Fengdao.

"This is a 'light spirit talisman' and a 'giant power talisman'. Don't cause trouble when you go to the county. Be smart when encountering danger. Avoid it if you can. Don't show off. Do you understand?"

Seeing the two talismans handed to him by Chu Hanxin, Han Feng could not help but feel warm in his heart, feeling the warmth and care he had never experienced in his previous life.

Looking at Chu Hanxin's pretty face that looked slightly haggard, Han Feng said.

"Sister, you have a good rest at home and don't work too hard."

Chu Hanxin nodded lightly, took Bing'er and Butler Zhang to send Han Feng out of the door.

Looking at the three people who saw him off outside the door, Han Feng suddenly felt a strong sense of mission in his heart. He must become stronger and make this family prosperous again!
Chapter completed!