Bauhinia’s Decree Chapter 16: Don’t give up on you

After handing in the classics, Nan Feng stayed in the Zangshu Pavilion for a long time. He planned to learn more about the classics of exercises. It is good to know more.

Looking at it, in this world of swords, lights and swords, Nan Feng, who didn't intend to practice boxing at first, also liked a set of boxing, called Explosive Boxing, which is a boxing style with strong explosive power in close combat. The meaning of Cunquan is similar, but there are more detailed methods of exerting force in this classic, which is energy operation combined with boxing.

Registered with Elder Zong of Cangshu Pavilion, took the Explosive Fist, Nan Feng returned to the courtyard and began to practice.

Except for Ao Wushuang and Shitou who had a good relationship with Nan Feng, no one cared about Nan Feng's life or death, and no one paid attention to Nan Feng's cultivation progress.

On the contrary, melodious musical instruments can often be heard at night, but there are no supporting lyrics. Some people just think it sounds good, but they can't hear anything.

Nan Feng's Qian Dao Slash has already practiced the first cut. Because of lack of vitality, he can only go to this level. Nan Feng's execution is very smooth, and he can achieve continuous saber force. In addition, his Explosive Fist has also started practice.

On the fourth day, the cyclone in Nanfeng's dantian was formed, and the vitality energy began to flow along the tendons.

It was very tiring and hard work, but Nan Feng practiced very hard. He was a warrior from the bottom of his heart. In his previous life, due to the constraints of the world, his achievements in internal boxing and internal force were not high, mainly due to the emergence of hot weapons. Restricted the development of martial arts.

One day when Nan Feng was practicing boxing, Ao Wushuang rushed over.

"Nan Feng! I've condensed into a cyclone." Shouting Nan Feng, Ao Wushuang drew out his sword and thrust out two swords. There was energy displayed on the long sword, which was the sign of becoming a warrior.

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"Well, it's not bad." Nan Feng said after wiping his face with a towel hanging on one side.

"What's good? Except for a few new students who were originally warriors, am I the fastest one?" Ao Wushuang was very dissatisfied with Nan Feng's carelessness.

Looking at Ao Wushuang, Nan Feng pulled out the Baizhan Saber on his back, swiped, swish, swished three times in a row, then put the saber back into its sheath, and went to the side to drink water.

"Bastard! Why didn't you tell me that you came to Wutu earlier than me?" Ao Wushuang was a little stimulated, and the original sense of superiority disappeared.

"You're a martial apprentice, what's there to say, you really don't have big ambitions." Nan Feng gave Ao Wushuang a contemptuous look.

"You are ruthless, just wait!" Ao Wushuang left, he refused to admit defeat, he had to hurry up and practice.

Nan Feng smiled, he knew that Ao Wushuang was not really angry, but just a little more motivated by being stimulated by himself.

Nan Feng practiced very hard every day. He knew that if there was no assessment, he would be officially forgotten by Tieshan Martial Academy. After a few years, he might become a figure like the old monk in Shaolin Temple.

With the increase of vitality in his body, Nan Feng also changed the weight-bearing iron suit, adding a third of the weight, and replaced it with a 120-jin weight-bearing iron suit. He wanted to cultivate both strength and speed stand up.

Nan Feng punched the sandbag in a circle that day, and during a break, He Yi, wearing a blue shirt, appeared in Nan Feng's yard.

"Nanyanghou is very optimistic about you, you have to work hard." He Yi said after taking a look at Nanfeng.

"I will work hard." Nan Feng, who was originally sitting, thought that he would be scolded and enjoyed drinking tea.

In fact, it was Nan Feng who underestimated He Yi. The energy flow in his body could not hide from He Yi. It also showed that Nan Feng had just undergone strenuous exercise.

"If you are really confused, you can ask me. You are a disciple of Tieshan Wuyuan, and I will not give up on you." He Yi said again, her eyes were always on the saber slanted on Nan Feng's back.

"Thank you, my lord. In fact, the most important thing is not to give up on yourself." Nan Feng poured a cup of tea for He Yi with a teacup. He Yi wore a veil and looked young, but Nan Feng felt it It is the virtue of being a teacher.

"Well said, in fact, hard work may win glory for the academy, but the real glory belongs to yourself. In this regard, not many people of your age can see through it." He Yi looked at Nan Feng nodded, she was surprised that Nan Feng could come to such a conclusion at such a young age.

"Thank you sir for your affirmation." Nan Feng nodded.

"Okay, your song is very good, but it's a bit too sad." Holding the veil in his hand, He Yi took a sip of tea and left.

He Yi left, left Nan Feng's residence, and went to the hall where other students practiced. When she arrived at the knife hall, she heard Bo Dunhan, one of the instructors of the knife hall, taking Nan Feng as his opponent. The textbook said something, so she shook her head. She knew that Bolton Han would not be the only one with poor eyesight. During the assessment, it was the time to slap him in the face.

Aside from going to Cangshu Pavilion when he was tired, Nan Feng practiced in the courtyard the rest of the time.

The elders and veteran students of Cangshu Pavilion remembered Nan Feng, so Nan Feng nodded and asked if he had borrowed any books when he left, which was just a formality.

"It's a good attitude to know the preciousness of the cultivation experience of the predecessors. The classics are the best mentors." The elder guarding the Cangshu Pavilion looked at the background of Nan Feng's departure again, and nodded.

"But his footsteps are heavy, and his movement speed talent is relatively low. This is a problem." An old student said.

"Perhaps! The rulers are short and the inches are long, so we can't generalize." The elder of Zangshu Pavilion shook his head.

Nan Feng's weight-bearing iron suit is worn close to his body inside his robe, and he can't see anything from the outside. He doesn't take it off when he eats or sleeps now. Under pressure, his body's energy can circulate quickly. There is already a halo outside the cyclone in his dantian, which is the sign of a first-level warrior.

"This student, I have inquired about this student. He doesn't have a mentor. He just lies in the courtyard of the freshmen and never leaves the house." The relationship is good, so I have been doing chores in Cangshu Pavilion to earn some meritorious service.

"Shouldn't be, don't talk about talent, this character is very good, why is there no mentor to accept it?" The elder of Zangshuge became interested.

Then Gao Feng talked about what he found out, and what he said was as accurate as it was then.

"This character, this character..." The elder of Cangshu Pavilion shook his head helplessly. He knew that Nan Feng offended the people in the circle, and if he offended the people in the circle, he would be ostracized, not only among the students, but also among the students. The same is true within the mentor.