Good! Wonderful!

That night, Feng Gang came to the melon shed of Lao Niu's house again.

When I saw Deb, I found that Deb's face was a little pale and he was not as energetic as before. You could even see a few white hairs on his head. It was as if Deb had aged more than ten years overnight. .

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Feng Gang asked in horror when he saw Deb like this.

Wu Tongde waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Are you working too hard during this period and not sleeping well?" The more Feng Gang came into contact with Wu Tongde, the more he realized how powerful Wu Tongde was, and he admired him more and more. Seeing him like this, he felt quite worried.

"I said it's okay, then it's okay." Wu Tongde suddenly shouted impatiently, frowned, and said: "Where do you come from with so much nonsense? Are all the things you learned in the past two days good?"

"Okay, okay, totally okay." Feng Gang was scolded by Wu Tongde, and his whole body was filled with excitement. He became much more honest and nodded in response.

"Show me your boxing skills." Deborah said emphatically, still frowning.

Feng Gang responded, opened a stance in front of him, and began to punch.

Feng Gang is sometimes as ferocious as a tiger, sometimes as cunning as an ape, sometimes as fast as a dragon, and sometimes as nimble as a rabbit. Every punch he throws out is like a tiger, and his power is astonishing.

In five minutes, a set of punches was completed, and Feng Gang stopped and stood in front of him.

Today I have performed beyond normal performance. I think that both strength and contraction have reached the extreme, and I should be rewarded by Master.

But Deb snorted: "Mud can't hold up a wall!"

Feng Gang's eyes suddenly turned green: "Master, what did I do wrong?"

"Nowhere is good!" Deborah said seriously, "I'll be boxing here in the middle of the night. I'll take a nap first."

With that said, Deb got up and walked to the bed, fell on it and fell asleep.

Feng Gang had no choice but to walk out of the melon shed and start practicing boxing as expected.

He didn't dare to be lazy. From Deb's appearance, plus what he knew about Li Qingchuan's power, and the fact that he almost couldn't see the sun the next morning last night, Feng Gang didn't dare to slack off. He now I have to speed up and learn skills from Deborah, so that I can settle down and not be plotted by others.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Deb woke up. Seeing Feng Gang still punching there over and over again, he couldn't help but smile. He thought to himself: "Boy, with your head and melon seeds, plus the With your diligence, it's only a matter of time before you deal with Li Qingchuan? Li Qingchuan, you're dead, don't you think? You didn't expect that I found a genius, right?"

Thinking about it, Deb actually laughed out loud.

Feng Gang, who heard the sound, turned to look at Deb, and saw that some of the color on his face had returned a little, and said happily: "Master, you woke up so quickly, please sleep a little longer."

Deb nodded, beckoned and said, "Come in."

Feng Gang followed him into the melon shed.

Deborah had an ancient book in his hand. He threw it on the bed and said: "This is the "Twelve Forms of Divine Genealogy" passed down by my master's ancestors. It talks about the art of harvesting yin and replenishing yang. You can take it first. Follow the training above."

Feng Gang was greatly surprised. He walked over and grabbed the yellowed book, which was about the same thickness as a "Story Club". Just as he was about to open it, Deb said: "Don't open it in a hurry. Please listen to me first." You finish."

"Master, please tell me."

"The "Twelve Postures" has a total of twelve postures. When you are practicing, you have to do one posture at a time. If you succeed in practicing the first posture, you can practice the second posture. Before you succeed, the subsequent postures will You can't even look through it. This is the rule of my school. If you are curious and can't wait to read the following content, don't blame me for not reminding you if you become impotent and prematurely ejaculate. Take the book back and read it yourself. In principle, it takes at most four days to successfully practice one pose. If you have a certain understanding of the twelve poses and a total of forty words, it does not seem difficult.

After only reading two lines, Feng Gang was attracted by the content inside.

"Okay! Okay! Wonderful! Wonderful..."

Feng Gang sat there alone and kept shouting, the smile on his face getting more and more excited.

When he finished reading two pages of classical Chinese, Feng Gang found that it was already dark.

"So fast?" Feng Gang muttered, looked down, and felt a little reaction, but not to the point where he felt "hot all over."

Today is the day when his father goes to the city to work. Feng Gang has to go back early and follow his father to the town.

Turning around, he saw Deb snoring and lying naked on the bed.

It was cooler in the mountains in the morning, so Feng Gang walked over, picked up the clothes that Deb had thrown on the ground, unfolded them and covered his belly, and then left.

When I got home, my parents were already up and the lights were still on in the house.

Ma Guilan saw him and asked, "Where did you go so early in the morning?"

"I'm going out to exercise." Feng Gang said with a smile.

Ma Guilan didn't say much and continued to help Feng Dongyun pack his clothes and shoes while mumbling endlessly.

Feng Gang's ears tingled from what he heard, and he ran into the kitchen to wash his face and brush his teeth, then went into the room and changed into reasonably good clothes. At this time, his third uncle Feng Dongsheng came to the door of the house on a motorcycle.

"Gangzi, are you okay?" Mom shouted outside.

"Okay, okay..." Feng Gang hurriedly ran out while fastening his belt.

Feng Gang looked at Feng Dongsheng and called "Uncle San".

"Is Gangzi going out too?" Feng Dongsheng asked.

"Yes, Third Uncle, I'm going to town to buy some things and do some other errands. Can you take me with you?" Feng Gang responded with a smile.

"Of course I can carry it." Feng Dongsheng moved his butt forward and responded.

At this time, Feng Dongyun came out with two bags of clothes and shoes. The father and son got on Feng Dongsheng's motorcycle and drove out of the village.

Almost an hour later, they arrived in the town. Feng Gang got out of the car first and waved goodbye to his father.

"Take good care of your mother."

"Dad, don't worry."

Feng Gang waved his hand and watched his father's back gradually disappear.