The gate of Huishan Boxing Academy is slightly dilapidated, but no one has come to repair it.
Wei He pushed the door open and entered. The courtyard was a little deserted, but there were still about ten people practicing skin polishing without saying a word.
This microdermabrasion is actually polishing out the different physical qualifications of each person. Who is strong and who is weak, who has better foundation and bones, and stronger recovery power, can be clearly seen through microdermabrasion.
When Wei He went to see these brothers and sisters at this time, he could immediately tell who had the deeper cultivation strength.
He also somewhat understood what Master Zheng felt like sitting in the courtyard every day.
"Senior Brother Wei, are you here?" Ouyang Zhuang saw him from a distance and hurried over to greet him.
Li Jue also raised his hand to say hello, indicating that he was familiar with him.
Many of the people in the courtyard have left. Many of the remaining ones are newcomers.
Wei He didn't come here often and didn't pay attention. Seeing it now, he couldn't help but think of the recent changes in the city.
He sighed in his heart.
"Is Master Zheng here?"
"Not yet. But it should be soon. He usually comes here at this time on weekdays." Ouyang Zhuang said with a smile.
"Then I'll go in first." Wei He nodded, walked through the outer courtyard and entered the inner room.
There were originally three healthy women in the room, but now only one was left busy.
Seeing Wei He come in, the strong woman gave him a friendly and flattering smile.
Wei He nodded back and entered the inner courtyard.
In the inner courtyard, Jiang Yan was whispering something to Zhang Lu. Jiang Su was silently practicing his moves on the side. Zhao Hong was standing in the corner, holding a letter in his hand, seemingly reading it slowly and carefully.
When several people saw Wei He coming in, Jiang Yan's expression remained unchanged and he continued talking to Zhang Lu.
Zhang Lu was not familiar with Wei He at all and had no reaction.
Zhao Hong just raised his head and nodded to Wei He as a greeting, then continued to lower his head to read the letter. He has been silently learning to read recently, and it seems that he is making good progress now.
Only Jiang Su slowly stopped and approached Wei He.
"I haven't seen you here for a long time."
She looked at Wei He with some confusion. Since Xiao Ran's death, she misunderstood Wei He and subsequently compensated him, after a series of changes.
At this time, her impression of Wei He was far from being just Cheng Shaojiu's follower.
The impression of Cheng Shaojiu gradually faded in her mind, and the image of Wei He became more and more profound instead.
"Where's Master Zheng? He's not here yet?" Wei He asked casually.
"Well, I don't know what Master Zheng has been busy with recently. He looks very tired. I asked, but he didn't explain." Jiang Su nodded.
"Then I'll wait." Wei He was not in a hurry. After breaking through with the Huishan Fist, he now superimposed the Wuling Palm, and the three times of Qi and blood from the two sets of exercises were superimposed. The Qi and blood in his body was simply thicker than anything he had ever encountered.
A warrior with three levels of Qi and Blood must be strong.
Even the few patrol envoys from the Shaoyang Sect don't have as strong a sense of Qi and blood as he does right now.
That is to say, he rested at home for a few days, completely controlled the circulation of Qi and blood, and showed no abnormalities, otherwise he would definitely be noticed by several people present.
Things like qi and blood are ethereal, but when they are in motion, they can make people look heroic, produce a large amount of heat radiation all over the body, and create a strong sense of existence.
But if it is quiet and the breath is steady, few people can easily tell how strong a person's Qi and blood are.
Of course, except for those big fat guys from Shaoyang Clan, with that kind of physique, you can tell at a glance that their Qi and blood are not weak.
So Wei He also understood why Master Zheng liked to sit in the outer courtyard and watch all his disciples practice.
Because when performing exercises, grinding skin and feeding moves, the progress of each disciple's cultivation can be clearly understood at a glance and thoroughly understood.
Wei He found a corner, leaned against the wall quietly, and waited quietly.
Jiang Su was originally interested in practicing martial arts, but when he saw Wei He coming, he suddenly lost his focus. Before, he could concentrate on practicing, but now he couldn't help but feel distracted.
She persisted for a while, then found that it didn't work, so she stopped.
Not long after, Zhao Hong finished reading the letter, carefully put it away, put it into a leather bag, and then began to return to his fixed position and practice his moves on a routine basis.
It is not easy to hone boxing moves into conditioned reflex instincts.
It takes a lot of time and energy to repeatedly figure out the meaning and application of moves, and then improve them into moves that are more suitable for you.
The reason why Zhao Hong was able to suppress everyone else with the same level of stone skin was because he was far better at figuring out the moves than anyone else.
At this time, Wei He went to watch his practice again and suddenly realized something in his heart.
Since Master Zheng didn't come anyway, he simply watched his senior brother practice and waited quietly.
Time passes little by little.
Not long after, a dull sound of footsteps came from the back room.
Several people were refreshed and looked toward the exit of the back room, waiting for Master Zheng to come out.
Soon, Zheng Fugui, dressed in a gray singlet and a black mandarin jacket, slowly walked into the inner courtyard with his hands behind his back.
The edges of the cloth shoes on his feet were still stained with a little black mud, and he didn't know where he had gone so early in the morning.
Zheng Fugui still looked sleepy and wandered into the inner courtyard, looking up at a few people.
His cloudy eyes wandered around, seemingly looking at a few people, but in fact they seemed to be thinking about other things. He was a little distracted.
Zheng Fugui seems to have been like this recently. He occasionally comes to the boxing academy, and sometimes he doesn't. The wrinkles on his face have gradually become more and more. Even if it is his favorite tea and snacks, he just eats some casually and does not feel tired.
Move again.
Recently, the situation in Feiye City has changed, and the conflict between the Xiangtori Sect and the inner city has become more and more serious. It is obvious that the Xiangtori Sect is an extremely chaotic organization, but a large number of effective forces continue to join.
And there is also a force secretly supporting it, allowing it to fight against the seven alliances in the inner city.
Because of this, Zheng Fugui has been busy lately, investigating and grasping the situation.
He went to his daughter's place a few days ago, but the guy still didn't listen to the advice at all and insisted on doing what he wanted to do. Zheng Fugui tried hard to persuade her, but to no avail.
He has actually been in Feiye City for decades, and has been quietly accumulating his family fortune.
But now I'm in my fifties, and I don't have much money, just for this daughter.
All the financial resources he earned were lost to this prodigal girl.
It was precisely because his daughter was too prodigal that Zheng Fugui developed the daily habit of being careful with money and extremely stingy.
Now that my daughter has a grandson, I thought that after having a grandson, this guy would be able to calm down, but unfortunately he is still the same. He doesn't care about anything all day long, and goes out to fool around every day.
I'm almost 30 years old, but I'm still so out of tune.
But Zheng Fugui can be hard-hearted towards everyone, but this daughter... she has been doting on her since she was a child, and now... she has become hard-hearted.
During this period, apart from being busy with future matters, Zheng Fugui's biggest headache was his daughter. At least half of his energy was spent wiping her daughter's butt.
What that guy caused...
Thinking of this, Zheng Fugui got a headache.
If it wasn't for cleaning up the mess, he wouldn't be so tired now.
After having this daughter, he realized that not everything in this world can be solved with force, and there are many things that cannot be solved no matter how strong force is...
After coming back to his senses, Zheng Fugui looked at the disciples in the inner courtyard.
"It's rare that everyone is here today. It just so happens that I have something to announce here."
Several people stopped their actions at this time, gathered together, and listened quietly.
No matter how good Zheng Fugui is, he is still a powerful martial artist, so even Jiang Yan does not dare to neglect him.
Although he is a descendant of the Jiang family, he is not the only junior member of the Jiang family. Compared to the martial arts master, his status is still far behind. Unless his father comes over, he can barely be equal.
Several people came closer and waited quietly for Zheng Fugui to speak.
"In a few days, Huishan Boxing Academy plans to move out of the city. If you are willing to go together, be prepared. If not, please inform me in advance."
Several people were stunned. Although they had expected that the boxing academy might be moved, they didn't expect this day to come so suddenly.
If they were to relocate, it would be impossible for Jiang Yan to leave.
Needless to say, Zhao Hong and Zhang Lu will definitely go together.
As for Jiang Su, it depends on her choice. After all, the Jiang family is not a small family.
As for Wei He, he thought for a moment and decided to follow him. With Master Zheng, a powerful martial artist, it was safer than running around with his second sister alone.
"In addition, I haven't tested your martial arts for a long time, so I'm going to take a look at you one by one today to see how you have improved recently?" Zheng Fugui continued.
He looked around at the people and smiled.
"You can fight against each other and let me see the progress. The winner will fight in the end, and the winner will be given a reward as a teacher."
"Master Zheng, is it unfair to set up this way?" Jiang Yan stood up and said. "No matter what the competition is, Senior Brother Zhao Hong is the first, overwhelming everyone else. Doesn't this reward definitely belong to Senior Brother?"
Zheng Fugui shook his head in his heart, Jiang Yan was from an extraordinary background and had only average qualifications, but for this situation, he was a bit too small.
"Who else thinks it's unfair?"
"Disciple also thinks it's unfair." Zhao Hong also stood up and said calmly.
He was originally an indifferent person, but now that Jiang Yan had pointed him out, he stood up and spoke out.
"Is there anything else?" Zheng Fugui frowned.
"Disciple, I also think it's unfair." Wei He took a step forward with a calm expression.
"Oh?" Zheng Fugui narrowed his eyes and looked at Wei He. He did not expect that Wei He would actually stand up.
It's just that he didn't pay attention just now. When he took a closer look, his eyes suddenly opened slightly.
"you?!"
His body trembled and he suddenly punched forward.
This punch was extremely swift, bursting with power, and the fist was dark and wrapped with a trace of strength.
The fist quickly approached Wei He, and the wind of the fist picked up the clothes of the people around him. The strong force spattered faintly like needles, and the four people, Jiang Yan, Zhao Hong, and others felt pain in their faces.
A room of electric light and flint.
Bang!!
Wei He raised one hand and grabbed the punch.
"Teacher, is that enough?"
The hand he held onto his fist was pitch black, like black iron.
"Not enough!!" Zheng Fugui's face trembled, and his eyes revealed unbelievable ecstasy.
"Come again!!" He laughed wildly and clenched his fists together.
The two of them used all their strength and collided with each other.
boom!!!
The dull and violent clash of iron fists, the two exchanged dozens of blows in just a few moments.
Jiang Yan, Zhao Hong, Jiang Su, and Zhang Lu all around could not even stay close and were forced to stay away.
The four people were shocked and looked at the two figures in the courtyard.
An exaggerated guess that they couldn't believe gradually emerged from their minds.
After counting the interest.
There was an explosion.
The two men retreated quickly and stood still.
"Teacher, is that enough now?"
Wei He's fists were completely black, the muscles all over his body were faintly swollen, and even the fascial blood vessels were faintly visible on his face, giving him a terrifying appearance.
Zheng Fugui looked at his numb hands and suddenly raised his head and laughed.
He laughed heartily and heartily, as if he wanted to let go of all the grievances he had accumulated over the years.