There was a gentle knock on the door. Jia Cong, oh no, it should be Chen Ying opened his eyes, quickly got up from the bed, dressed neatly and opened the door.
A blast of cold air hit my face, I breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "It's quite cold today!"
"Third Young Master, hurry back to the house, don't catch a cold!"
Middle-aged and wealthy Mother Li said anxiously: "Huahong Huahong, please bring hot water quickly. The third young master is washing his cough in the room!"
As he said this, he was about to hold Chen Ying's hand, but he was avoided very cleverly, and he didn't notice the secret at all.
"Stop working so hard, it's better to wash up outside!"
Chen Ying went out with a smile. She didn't care at all about the biting cold wind outside, and said with a smile: "I am an accomplished martial artist. What does the cold wind mean to me?"
As he said that, he also made a tiger fist start.
At that moment, his whole body seemed to have transformed into a colorful tiger, with a domineering and majestic appearance, and a low roar emitted from his body.
The middle-aged and wealthy Ma Li next to me, as well as the little maid Hua Hong who came over with hot water, couldn't help but feel anxious and had a moment of fear and palpitations.
Chen Ying withdrew his hands at the right moment, and the roar of the tiger that had shaken his mind before disappeared.
"Oh, Third Young Master, it was so scary just now, please stop scaring us!"
Huahong's face was pale, and she came over with hot water to help Chen Ying wash her cough. She kept complaining: "Recently, every time the third young master makes a hand gesture, he seems to turn into a real tiger. It's so scary!"
Chen Ying chuckled and said proudly: "Now, you should know how powerful I am. I have practiced Tiger Fist to an extremely profound level!"
The middle-aged and wealthy Mother Li said with a smile: "It's not in vain that the third young master has worked hard over the years. He finally achieved something!"
Chen Ying smiled slightly and said nothing. If a master above Huajin had seen the Tiger Fist attack he just performed, his eyes would have widened in shock with disbelief on his face.
The basic Tiger Fist has reached its peak level in his hands. It is difficult for ordinary Huajin or even Danjin masters to achieve the shocking physical and mental power he had just now.
Although Li Ma has stayed in Zhenbei Gongfu for many years, she has a broad vision and knows a lot of things, and she is even a master of dark power, but she still can't see the subtlety of it.
"Third Young Master, it's time for us to set off!"
After Chen Ying finished washing, another little maid, Liu Lu, brought him a brocade coat and put it on him. Then Li Ma urged: "Otherwise, Madam will be unhappy!"
"Then let's go!"
Chen Ying did not hesitate, put on a rabbit skin hat, braved the biting cold wind and the occasional drifting snowflakes, and walked towards the main courtyard of Zhenbei Duke's Palace.
Still following the old habit, I stepped and breathed in a consistent rhythm, the energy and blood in my body flowed slowly, and my ears seemed to hear the sound of a rushing river.
What is different from a month ago is that the internal organs are also shaking slightly in a regular manner, quietly but slowly improving imperceptibly.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the layers of courtyards in the main courtyard, with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes.
It has been a month since I returned to the main world. With my strong mental power, I have mastered the subtle control of my own energy and spirit, and there is nothing strange about it.
It took the shortest time to quickly adapt to the small transparent state of the main world.
To say that the main world is the main world, the rules are obviously much stricter than those in the Red Mansion World. The perception of the soul that could originally spread over two hundred meters can barely reach over ten meters in the main world.
It's not that his soul power has been compressed, but that the rules of the main world are different.
After returning, he did not immediately restore his peak Danjin cultivation level, but slowly adjusted and strengthened the qi, blood and organs in his body according to his own state.
The management of Zhenbei Gongfu is much stricter than that of Rongfu in Red Mansion World, and there are not many opportunities to take advantage of loopholes.
There are quite a few masters in the mansion, including Dan Jin and several higher-level Gang Jin masters. It will not be easy for Chen Ying to hide from these martial arts experts.
Not to mention, there are also powerful inner energy practitioners that he is not familiar with. Who knows what methods they have?
Jia Cong's soul power is indeed powerful, and can even help him successfully enter the level of Gang Jin Grand Master, but it is difficult to completely hide his aura.
Once exposed, the consequences will be quite serious...
The martial arts masters from the government teamed up, but even he was not sure that he could escape safely.
It's better to be honest and transparent. Besides, he is still young and has a dark eye on the specific situation outside. Obviously, staying in the government is much better than becoming a wanted criminal and working hard outside.
I have the experience of achieving the peak of Danjin. Many things I missed or didn't pay attention to before can be made up for and improved in the process of improvement, making my physical condition more complete and powerful.
Although his strength at this time is not even as bright as Ming Jin, his realm is there. Through simple means, he can temper his internal organs in advance, and at the same time make the qi and blood in his body more pure and powerful. When he reaches a higher realm, no matter what
Both physical condition and strength will be stronger.
The resources of Zhenbei Gongfu helped him grow up smoothly and become a master of Gangjin in a perfect physical state. It shouldn't be too easy.
Not only that, since returning to the main world, Chen Ying has clearly noticed something extraordinary with her powerful soul power.
There seems to be an unexplainable strange substance in the world of the main world?
After more than a month of pondering and research, I came to the conclusion that it has some meaning to the aura of heaven and earth.
When it enters the body through breathing, most of it is lost along the pores, but the small part that remains is integrated into the skin membrane of Qi, blood, muscles and bones.
With Chen Ying's powerful soul power comparable to that of a modern scanner, how could he not notice that after these strange substances are integrated into the body, they have a strong auxiliary effect on improving the strength of various parts of the body.
With such a discovery, he will not rush forward...
Obviously, the main world is not as simple as imagined.
Before his soul penetrated the world of Red Mansion, he had always thought that the main world was the standard world of the end of the Dharma. He didn't expect that he could sense the existence of the "spiritual energy of heaven and earth" now.
There is the 'spiritual energy of heaven and earth', but what about true energy, or a higher level of true energy?
Damn it, Chen Ying couldn't help but feel his scalp go numb when he thought about the possibility that there might be strong men with medium or even high martial arts in the main world, or monks like those in the Xianxia world.
The arrogance I had in my heart when I just returned has completely dissipated by now. Before I figure out the specific situation, I'd better just be a transparent person in Zhenbei Gongfu.
As her thoughts swirled, she quickly arrived at the main courtyard and met her mistress as usual. Chen Ying consciously sat down in a corner, trying not to become the so-called center of attention.
Soon, the three aunts also arrived, and there was another daily bickering, which had nothing to do with Chen Ying.
Even Aunt Zhao, who likes to be in the limelight the most, would not keep an eye on this ordinary and transparent person like him.
After breakfast, Chen Ying and Chen Xiong, the fat boy under Aunt Zhao's knees, went to the study next to the second door to study together.
The performance of the two scumbags was as bad as ever, and thanks to the good manners of Mr. Confucianism in class, they did not get angry or upset because of this.
Instead, he took the initiative to slow down the teaching speed so that the two poor students, Chen Ying and Chen Xiong, could keep up with the progress. This could be regarded as "teaching students in accordance with their aptitude."
Chen Ying could only say sorry in his heart. His knowledge at this time had already surpassed that of his husband, but he did not dare to show it.
An hour and a half of literature class passed by in a flash. After the teacher left, Chen Xiong, the little fat guy, ignored Chen Ying's intention and trotted off to nowhere.
Chen Ying was not going to argue with a spoiled brat. After packing up his books, pens, ink, papers and inkstones, Shi Shiran returned to the small courtyard where he lived. After lunch, he took the initiative to go to the small martial arts practice room at the second gate.
field.
After saying hello to Hong Huyuan, who had been waiting for a long time, he went straight into the Tiger Fist starting position without any further ado, and began to practice it meticulously.
The next moment, he turned into a little tiger, and his movements were as powerful as those of a tiger. His physical appearance made people feel awe-inspiring.
only……
What was different from usual was that Hong Huyuan, who had always taught martial arts rigidly, did not give any advice after Chen Ying played the Tiger Fist to warm up. Instead, he praised: "The Third Young Master's Tiger Fist has already been
I have practiced to an extremely advanced level!”
When he said this, there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes. The young master is the young master. Even if he is secretly suppressed, his martial arts talent is still much better than that of an ordinary nurse like him.
Putting aside the helplessness in his heart, he smiled and said, "How about I use the Tiger Fist to fight with the Third Young Master?"
good!
Chen Ying had long noticed the difference in Hong Huyuan's expression, and nodded in agreement after hearing his words.
Then, two strong figures, one tall and one short, sparred with the same tiger fist amidst the howling cold wind and flying snowflakes.
You come and I shout loudly, like a tiger flying up and down, the shadow of the fist roaring with vigor. You move the tiger to pounce on food, and I sweep the tiger tail with a tiger tail move. I jump high and low with fists, claws, or legs. The moves are fierce, domineering, and fierce.
Show the fierceness of the tiger!
On the first day of the new year, Hong Huyuan was filled with surprise...
With the same basic Tiger Fist, in addition to his strong body and great strength, he actually couldn't gain the slightest advantage in terms of change of moves and attack effects?
The more I fight, the more surprised I am!
At this time, Chen Ying seemed to have really turned into a little tiger, leaping and roaring in full force. His fists, claws, legs and feet changed as he pleased, and he was so powerful when he attacked. When he hit Hong Huyuan, he actually had the illusion of fighting a real tiger.
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They fought for more than thirty rounds in a row, and the outcome was evenly divided.
This made Hong Huyuan, who boasted some talent in martial arts, quite embarrassed. Inexplicable anger arose in his heart. The strength in his hands gradually increased, and he subconsciously used higher-level fists and kicks.
Unexpectedly, Chen Ying struck out with a black tiger punch to the heart and collided with his iron fist. With the fierce force, he performed several backflips to fend off the force. He pulled away and said with a smile: "Hong Huyuan, how are you doing with my tiger fist?"
Sample?"
In my heart, I was quite disdainful of Hong Huyuan, and I couldn’t even control my emotions during exchanges and discussions...