Omnipresent God of War: Seventy-two hope next

　　 The gate of Huishan Boxing Academy is slightly dilapidated, but no one has come to repair it.

　　Wei He opened the door and entered. The courtyard was a bit deserted, but there were still a dozen people who practiced dermabrasion without saying a word.

　　This dermabrasion is actually to polish each person's different physical aptitudes. Who is strong and who is weak, who has the better foundation and stronger resilience, can be seen at a glance in microdermabrasion.

　　Wei He will go to see these senior brothers and sisters at this time, and they can immediately judge whose cultivation level is stronger.

　　 He also somewhat understands the feeling of Master Zheng sitting in the courtyard every day.

　　 "Brother Wei, are you here?" Ouyang Zhuang saw from a distance, and hurried over to greet him.

　　 Li Jue also raised his hand to say hello, which is considered familiar.

　　Many of the people in the yard have already left. Many of the remaining are newcomers.

　　Wei He didn't come often and didn't pay attention. At this moment, I can't help but think of the recent changes in the city.

　　 He sighed in his heart.

　　"Master Zheng is here?"

　　"Not yet. But it should be coming soon. His elders also come at this time on weekdays." Ouyang Zhuang smiled.

　　 "Then I will go in first." Wei He nodded, walked through the outer courtyard, and entered the inner room.

　　 There were originally three healthy women in the house, but at this time only one was still busy.

　　 Seeing Wei He come in, Jian Wu gave him a friendly and flattering smile.

　　 Wei turns his head and enters the inner courtyard.

　　In the inner courtyard, Jiang Yan was whispering something to Zhang Lu. Jiang Su practiced his moves silently. Zhao Hong stood in the corner, holding a letter in his hand, seeming to read it slowly.

　　 When several people saw Wei He coming in, Jiang Yan's expression remained unchanged, and they continued to talk to Zhang Lu.

　　 Zhang Lu is completely unfamiliar with Wei He, and has no reaction.

　　 Zhao Hong just raised his head and nodded to Wei He, as he said hello, he continued to look down at the letter. He has been learning literacy silently recently, and now it seems that he is progressing well.

　　 Only Jiang Su slowly stopped and approached Wei He.

　　 "It's been a long time since I saw you here."

　　 She looked at Wei He somewhat complicatedly. Since Xiao Ran's death, she had misunderstood Wei He and compensated him after a series of changes.

　　 At this time, her perception of Wei He is far from being as simple as Cheng Shaojiu's attendant.

　　 Cheng Shaojiu's impression slowly faded in her mind, and instead the image of Wei He became more and more profound.

　　 "Where is Master Zheng? Haven't come yet?" Wei He asked casually.

　　 "Well, Master Zheng doesn't know what he's doing recently. He looks tired. I asked, but he didn't explain." Jiang Su nodded.

　　 "Then I'll wait first." Wei He was not in a hurry. After the Huishan Fist broke through, he now stacks the Wuling Palm, and the three qi and blood of the two sets of exercises are stacked. The vigor of the Qi and blood in his body is simply stronger than all the Qi and Blood Warriors he has encountered three times.

　　Even the patrolmen of Shaoyangmen, their perception of qi and blood is not as strong as he is at this time.

　　 means that he has been resting at home for a few days, completely controlling the circulation of qi and blood, and showing no abnormality, otherwise he will definitely be noticed by the few people present at this time.

　　 Qi and blood are illusory things. If they are in motion, they can make a person stand out, generate a lot of heat radiation, and have a strong sense of existence.

　　 But if it is quiet and the breath calms down, few people can easily see how strong a person’s blood is.

　　 Of course, except for those big fat guys from Shaoyangmen, that kind of physique, you can see that the blood will not be weak at first glance.

　　 So Wei He also understood why Master Zheng likes to sit in the outer courtyard and watch all his disciples practice.

　　Because when using Yungong dermabrasion, the progress of each disciple's cultivation level can be clearly understood at a glance and thoroughly ascertained.

　　 Wei He found a corner, leaned quietly against the wall, and waited quietly.

　　 Jiang Su originally had the mind to practice martial arts, but when Wei He came, he suddenly lost his mind. He was able to concentrate on practicing before, but at this time he couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

　　 She persisted for a while, but stopped when she realized that she couldn't.

　　 Zhao Hong not long, after reading the letter, carefully put it away, put it in a leather bag, and then began to return to his fixed position and practice his tricks routinely.

　　 It is not easy to honed fist moves into conditioned reflex instinct.

　　 Repeatedly figure out the meaning of the tricks, where they are applied, and then improve them to more suitable tricks, all of which require a lot of time and energy.

　　 The reason why Zhao Hong was able to suppress everyone else at the same level of stone skin was because he tried to figure out his tricks and was far stronger than the others.

　　Wei He went to see his practice at this time, and he suddenly felt something in his heart.

　　 Anyway, Master Zheng didn't come, so he just watched the master practice and waited quietly.

　　 Time passed by little by little.

　　 Not long after, a dull sound of footsteps came from the back room.

　　The few people were all refreshed and looked at the exit of the back room, waiting for Master Zheng to come out.

　　 Soon, Zheng Fugui walked into the inner courtyard slowly, wearing a gray single coat and a black mandarin jacket, carrying his hands on his back.

　　 The edges of the cloth shoes on his feet are still stained with black mud, and he doesn't know where he went early in the morning.

　　 Zheng Fugui still has the feeling of sleepy eyes, wandering into the inner courtyard, looking up at a few people.

　　 His somewhat muddy eyes, he wandered around, seeming to be looking at a few people, but in fact he seemed to be thinking about other things. Some are unwilling.

　　 It seems that Zheng Fugui has been like this recently, occasionally coming to the boxing school, occasionally not. The wrinkles on his face gradually became more and more, even if it was my favorite tea or snack, I just ate a little and stopped moving.

　　 Recently, the situation in Feiye City has changed, and the conflict between Katori and the inner city has become more and more serious. Obviously, this organization is extremely chaotic, but there are a large number of active forces constantly joining.

　　 And there is also a force that silently supports it, allowing it to fight against the Seven Leagues of the Inner City.

　　 Zheng Fugui has also been busy with this recently, investigating and grasping the situation.

　　 He went to his daughter's place a few days ago, but the guy still didn't listen to advice at all, and insisted on doing what he wanted to do. Zheng Fugui tried hard to persuade him, but he still failed.

　　 He actually came to Feiye City for decades, and has been quietly accumulating family business.

　　 is now in her fifties, and there is not much family background, just for this daughter.

　　 The wealth and resources he earned were completely defeated by this prodigal daughter.

　　 It is precisely because his daughter is too prodigal that Zheng Fugui has developed the daily habit of careful calculation and extremely stingy.

　　 Now my daughter also has a grandson. I thought that this guy would be able to take care of it even with a grandson, but it's still the same. Don't care about anything all day long, go out and fool around every day.

　　I'm almost 30, and I'm still so indifferent.

　　 But Zheng Fugui can harden his heart to anyone, but this daughter... has been a favorite since childhood, and now... has been hard to come back.

　　 During this period, apart from being busy with the future, Zheng Fugui's biggest headache was his daughter's side. At least half of his energy is also wiping his daughter's ass.

　　 What caused that guy...

　　 Zheng Fugui has a headache when he thinks of this.

　　If it wasn't for cleaning up the mess, he wouldn't be so tired now.

　　 Since he had this daughter, he realized that in this world, not everything can be solved by force, and there are many things that can't be done by force....

　　 After regaining consciousness, Zheng Fugui looked at the disciples in the inner courtyard.

　　 "It's rare that we are all here today. I happen to have something to announce here."

　　 Several people stopped their actions at this time, gathered together, and listened quietly.

　　 No matter how Zheng Fugui is, he is also a master of strength, so even Jiang Yan did not dare to neglect.

　　 Although he is a child of the Jiang family, he is not the only junior in the Jiang family. Compared to the Jinjin martial artist, his status is still far behind. Unless his father comes over, he can barely be equal.

　　A few people approached, quietly waiting for Zheng Fugui to speak.

　　"After a few days, I will return to Shanquan School and plan to move out of the city. If you are willing to go together, be prepared. If you don't want to, please let me know in advance."

　　A few people were taken aback. Although it had been predicted that the boxing school would have to be relocated, I didn't expect this day to come so suddenly.

If 　　 moved, Jiang Yan would naturally not be able to leave.

　　 Zhao Hong, Zhang Lu, needless to say, they are determined to go together.

　　 And Jiang Su, it depends on her choice. After all, the Jiang family is not a small household.

　　 As for Wei He, after thinking for a moment, he also decided to follow along. With Master Zheng, an invigorating martial artist, it was safer than running around with her second sister alone.

　　 "Also, you haven't been tested for martial arts for a long time, so let's take a look today to see how you have grown recently?" Zheng Fugui continued.

　　He looked around at a few people and smiled.

　　"You can catch your opponents and let me see the progress. The winner will fight last, and the final winner can set up a reward for the teacher."

　　 "Master Zheng, is it a bit unfair to establish this way?" Jiang Yan stood up and said. "In any case, the big brother Zhao Hong is the first, overwhelming everyone else. Doesn't this reward definitely belong to the big brother?"

　　 Zheng Fugui shook his head in his heart. Jiang Yan was born with an extraordinary background, and his qualifications will be high. This is the pattern, which is a bit small.

　　 "Who else feels unfair?"

　　 "The disciples also feel unfair." Zhao Hong also stood up and said calmly.

　　 He was originally indifferent, and since he was pointed out by Jiang Yan at this time, he would stand up and speak frankly.

　　 "Anything else?" Zheng Fugui frowned.

　　"Disciple, I also feel unfair." Wei He stepped forward at this time, his expression calm.

　　 "Oh?" Zheng Fugui squinted at Wei He~IndoMTL.com~ He didn't expect Wei He to stand up.

　　 It's just that he didn't pay attention just now, so he took a closer look. Suddenly, his eyes widened slightly.

　　 "You?!"

　　 His body trembled. Suddenly punched forward.

　　 This fist is extremely fast, bursting in power, and the fist is pitch black, entwined with strength.

　　's fist hurriedly approached Wei He, and the fist wind lifted the corners of the surrounding people's clothes, and the strong force faintly sputtered like a needle-like aura. The stabbing Jiang Yan and Zhaohong all had facial pain.

　　 The electric light flint room.

　　嘭! !

　　 Wei He raised one hand and grabbed the punch.

　　 "Teacher, is that enough?"

　　 His hand holding his fist was pitch black, like black iron.

　　 "Not enough!!" Zheng Fugui's face trembled, and his eyes showed incredible ecstasy.

　　"Come here again!!" He laughed wildly, and fisted with both fists.

　　 The two are full of strength and crash into each other.

　　 Boom! ! !

　　 The dull and violent iron fists collided, and the two fought dozens of times in a short period of time.

　　 Around Jiang Yan, Zhao Hong, Jiang Su, Zhang Lu, they couldn't even stay close, so they were forced to stay away.

　　The four of them were amazed and looked at the two figures in the courtyard.

　　 An unbelievably exaggerated guess, gradually came to mind.

After a few breaths.

　　 there was an explosion.

　　 The two rushed back, standing still.

　　 "Teacher, is that enough now?"

　　Weihe's fists were pitch black, his muscles swelled in a big circle, and fascia and blood vessels also appeared on his face, his appearance was terrifying.

　　 Zheng Fugui looked at his faintly numb hands, suddenly raised his head and laughed.

　　He laughed so freely, as if he wanted to let go of the grievances he had accumulated over the years.