"Only by breaking through the limits can you break the shackles."
Ning Fan exerted force with both legs, and the punching intention of his right fist instantly became turbulent.
boom!!!
A ripple spread out and Ning Fan flew out, while Ling Nanfeng landed on the ground without any pressure.
Ning Fan felt weak all over and said in a daze: "Thank you, senior, for helping me break through to the twelfth punch."
As soon as he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and fainted.
"Ning Fan?"
"He's fine. It was just his inner strength that helped him to rest. I will give you what I have learned throughout my life tonight."
"Um!"
In the living room, Song Junru said: "Shuo'er, if you want to learn martial arts, go ahead."
"Mom, forget it, I'll just keep doing business honestly."
Ling Shuo showed a smile. In fact, he had already chosen his own path. If he also became a warrior, who would inherit the Ling family's fortune?
The two sisters are extremely talented in martial arts, so just the two of them are enough.
"You kid, you know how to think about this family. You are not the youngest. I don't think you have a girlfriend by your side."
Song Junru continued: "Look at Ning Fan, he is younger than you and there are so many girls around him, why don't you hurry up and look for her."
Hearing this, Ling Shuo said helplessly: "Mom, why are you so anxious? My two sisters are not married yet."
"The main thing is you..."
In the yard, Ling Nanfeng explained seriously that since there was no way to stop the two daughters, he could only leave his skills to them so that they would have the means to save their lives in the future.
It will be clear the next day.
Ning Fan has fully recovered from his injuries, and is still evolving the Tiangang Fist in his mind.
When I woke up, I found myself in the guest room of the Ling family. The sun was already shining brightly outside.
"It's ten o'clock."
After being forced to perform Tiangang Fist last night, my mind has been meditating, evolving, and immersed in it.
Fortunately, there is no information on the phone.
This means nothing is wrong.
"Woof..."
Suddenly, a big black dog ran out from outside the door. When he saw Ning Fan lying on his back, he jumped up and stepped on Ning Fan.
"Ouch... Dahei, what are you doing? How did you find this place?" Ning Fan was surprised.
Dahei raised his head and looked proud, but he couldn't speak human language.
Ning Fan noticed that Dahei had grown a lot, so he couldn't help but wipe it: "Good guy, you are growing up too fast."
"Woof woof..."
"let's go."
After tidying up the quilt in the room and preparing to go out, Song Junru walked in, holding a set of clothes in her hand.
"Xiaofan is awake."
"Aunt, I'm so sorry that I slept until now." Ning Fan scratched his head in embarrassment.
Song Junru said: "Young people, it's normal to stay in bed. These are my Shuo'er's new clothes. Your clothes were all dirty last night."
"Thanks!"
Suddenly, Dahei jumped out from the side, startling Song Junru: "Oh, whose dog is this?"
Dahei raised his head again and looked at Ning Fan.
"Xiaofan, is this your dog?"
"Yes."
Song Junru took a breath and said, "How did it get in?"
"Auntie, Dahei is like this. He likes to be elusive. It's normal for him not to notice."
"That's good."
After receiving the new clothes, Ning Fan put them on and went out. When he learned that Ling Nanfeng had gone to the company, Ling Fei and Ling Shuang also went out.
Ning Fan had no choice but to leave first.
On the street, Dahei is very conspicuous because he is bigger than an adult wolfdog.
Passers-by couldn't help but make way for it when they saw it, wary of whether Dahei would bite anyone.
Dahei doesn't walk like an ordinary dog. He walks with a swagger, as if he's walking like a ghost.