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Text Chapter 6 Second Level Training

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    Zhang Xinde shook his head slightly and said: "Okay, okay, how much do you weigh? I can see it. You must practice harder from today on. In half a year, the annual martial arts competition will be held. If you want to  This is a great opportunity for you to stand out, and among the three of you, you are the one who worries me the most. Whether you can take off the high hat of second generation ancestor depends on this."

    Lin Feng was stunned for a moment and asked secretly: "Am I really that bad?"

    Zhang Xinde saw Lin Feng's thoughts and said with a smile: "Don't be dissatisfied. Although you are good at maintaining your health, you are really weak compared to those who are two or three levels. Although our martial arts in Jin country is not strong, those who participate in the competition  They will all be the elites in the country, and you can only get a beating if you go up to the first level of health maintenance. Okay, now you stop doing health maintenance and start training directly."

    Lin Feng was still dissatisfied. He rolled his eyes and asked, "How do you practice? Don't say that you are the same as Lin Zheng, Lin Rong, and the others." As Lin Feng said this, he thought of Lin Zheng, Lin Rong, and the others when they were practicing with their hands.  Shi made a frog leap and couldn't help but frown.

    Zhang Xinde asked back: "So do you think there are any other ways to practice strength? Just go step by step, starting with thirty pounds."

    "Thirty kilograms" Lin Feng suddenly took a breath of cold air upon hearing this, and finally walked to the martial arts arena helplessly, shaking his head.

    The Lin family's martial arts arena covers an area of ??about a hundred acres, with rapids crossing the middle. The river divides the martial arts arena into two halves: the east and the west. The east side is filled with uneven stone steps and various heavyweight sandbags and stones, and the west side is  There are plum blossom stakes of different lengths and rows of archery targets.

    Although Lin Feng is not from here, because he has merged the memory of Lin Feng here, these things are no stranger to him.  He walked to the uneven stone steps to the east, looked at the large and small sandbags and various heavyweight stones, frowned slightly and said to himself: "Why does a person's strength have to be measured by strength?  ?" As he spoke, he bent down to pick out the sandbags with great helplessness.

    In Lin Feng¡¯s memory, he has always watched these things. In the past years, he only watched Lin Rong and Lin Zheng perform.  When Lin Feng bent down to pick up the sandbag, he had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and said to himself: "No matter how I think, I can't be that second-generation ancestor. What is going on? Is the Heavenly Thunder Pond really real?"  Has it changed me completely?"

    Lin Feng tied a sandbag to his leg. The scenes of being chased by three dogs were reflected in his mind. The memories of being insulted in the past were surging. He gritted his teeth hard and grabbed the fifty kilograms of stones on the ground.  With a loud roar, the stone was suddenly raised above his head.

    In the distance, Zhang Xinde, Lin Zheng and Lin Rong saw this scene and were stunned for a moment. Looking at Lin Feng with trembling feet, Lin Rong's face almost twitched. He was worried that Lin Feng might accidentally drop a stone on his head.  down.

    Lin Feng's legs shook for a while and then stopped shaking. He squatted down slowly, still holding the stone high in his hands. He didn't slowly lower his arms until he was completely bent and squatted. When the stone came close to him,  , let out a loud shout, and his bent body suddenly rolled away, like a golden toad diving into the water, breaking through the sky, and took a small step forward.

    Lin Zheng and Lin Rong were both dumbfounded. Zhang Xinde shouted: "Okay"

    Lin Feng jumped forward a step. When he fell, he felt that his whole body and thighs were tense, and his waist seemed to be swollen. His whole body was shaking, especially his arms, which were shaking violently.  It seems like rocks will fall down at any time.

    Lin Zheng took a long breath, looked at Lin Feng and sighed: "This difficulty is at least twice as difficult as when we were training. What gave Mr. Feng such motivation? This is simply risking one's life."

    Lin Rong also felt that Lin Feng had gone too far. He looked at Zhang Xinde and said, "Let the young master take a break. I'm worried that the young master's body won't be able to bear this kind of life-threatening training."

    Zhang Xinde shook his head slightly and said: "Feng'er is right. His health regimen is the best among you. He can swallow mountains and rivers while breathing in and out. Don't worry." Although Zhang Xinde said so.  , but he was very confused in his heart, and said to himself: "I am afraid he is the only one in the history who can practice ordinary health-preserving methods to such a proficient level. Even the elders in my Yuhuaxian Sect do not have such momentum.  Hey, luckily I was once a disciple of the Yuhua Sect, so how come I never noticed it?" Zhang Xinde thought and shook his head secretly.

    Seeing Zhang Xinde shaking his head for no reason, Lin Rong asked in confusion: "What's wrong, master? Why are you shaking your head?"

    Zhang Xinde came back to his senses and smiled, and said: "It's nothing, I just remembered some things from the past. Well, you have finally seen Feng'er's potential. If you don't want to be surpassed, you have to work harder." Zhang Xinde said  Stop looking at Lin Feng and turn around to look atThe plum blossom piles of different heights behind him said: "It's time for you to practice."

    As the afternoon approached, Lin Feng, Lin Rong, and Lin Zheng were still practicing hard. Zhang Xinde was fine. Lin Ao happened to send someone to invite him to the study, so he went.

    In the study, Lin Ao had a sad look on his face. When he saw Zhang Xinde coming, he stood up and greeted him and said quickly: "Master Zhang is here, please sit down quickly."

    Zhang Xinde felt a little uncomfortable under the hospitality, but it was difficult to resist the hospitality, so he had to sit down.

    After Zhang Xinde sat down, Lin Ao quickly asked the servant to pour tea and water, which made Zhang Xinde feel uncomfortable all over.

    After everything was done, the slave walked out of the study and closed the study door at the same time.  Zhang Xinde felt very bad when he saw this situation, and thought to himself, what kind of performance does this imperial censor want to perform?

    Lin Ao's face became serious. He stood up from the chair, walked to the bookcase, and took out a tightly wrapped thing that looked like a long stick from the innermost part of the bookcase.

    Zhang Xinde didn¡¯t know what Lin Ao wanted to do, but when Lin Ao took the tightly wrapped stick, his hands shook violently.  Zhang Xinde was slightly shocked when he saw this, and quickly stood up and asked: "Sir, this is"

    Lin Ao looked at the thing in his hand seriously, took a deep breath and said, "This is a sword."

    Zhang Xinde was stunned and asked quickly: "A sword, why is it wrapped so tightly?"

    Lin Ao didn't say anything. He peeled off the cloth wrapped around the sword layer by layer. After peeling off about twenty layers, he could vaguely see the shadow of the sword.

    Zhang Xinde was so anxious that he couldn't see the true form of the sword after waiting for a long time. He really wanted to snatch it from Lin Ao's hand, open it and see what kind of sword it was that should be treated like this.

    After seeing the shadow of the sword, Zhang Xinde finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he could finally see the true face of Mount Lu. However, after all the wrapping cloths were removed, he still could not see the true face of Mount Lu, because there were still layers of thick condensation on the sword.  Thick candle.

    When Zhang Xinde saw this, he immediately knew that the sword must have a hidden secret. He couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "What's going on?"

    Lin Ao took a deep breath and said, "This is why I want to invite the master over today."

    Zhang Xinde¡¯s eyebrows moved slightly and he said, ¡°Is there something weird about this sword?¡±

    Lin Ao nodded solemnly and said, "This sword was brought out by Feng'er from the Heavenly Thunder Pond. Three months ago, he found Feng'er outside the Heavenly Thunder Pond, and he held this sword tightly in his hand.  A sword, and held it very tightly" Lin Ao recounted the situation at that time.

    Zhang Xinde's face gradually became serious, and he thought to himself: "Is there really an immortal magic weapon in the Heavenly Thunder Pond? It seems that this fact is too strange." After thinking about it, he asked: "Because Sir, I think  This sword was restless and felt strange, so he kept it sealed?"

    Lin Ao nodded, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the sword fell down, and there was a clang sound when it fell to the ground. Then all the candles on the sword scattered on the ground, and the sword on the ground suddenly started shaking.
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