The sun set in the west and the laurel rose in the sky.
Zhou Fu had already set up a brazier in his small courtyard.
Under the flickering flames, one could see that his clothes were soaked in sweat. However, his eyes were still firm and each of his fists and steps were as steady as before.
Wang Feng, who was standing at the door, went from admiration to shock and then to numbness.
Today, Zhou Fu gave him too much stimulation.
Not only did he have a terrifying will and stamina, but he also improved the 《Mountain Breaking Fist》 every time.
"Young Master, take a rest. You need to know when to relax or you will harm yourself."
When he saw that Zhou Fu was about to do it again, he hurriedly stopped him.
Hearing someone shout, Zhou Fu turned around.
Oh, it's him!
It's the guard who showed off his might in his memories.
"You … you are …"
"Wang Feng, Zhou Family's Consecrator."
"Uncle Feng, please sit."
"Young Master, you don't need to be so polite."
After sitting down, Zhou Fu thanked him again, "Uncle Feng, thank you for your help a few days ago, otherwise …"
Zhou Fu was talking about the day he transmigrated and the original owner was attacked in the suburbs.
"Young Master is too polite. As the Zhou Family's Consecrator, this is my duty."
After thanking him, Zhou Fu awkwardly rubbed his hands. He wanted to get some information about the pugilistic world from Wang Feng, but he didn't know where to start.
Wang Feng drank a mouthful of water unhurriedly. He had a good grasp of how a senior should act.
He wasn't going overboard. After all, he was the Zhou Family's Consecrator, not their servant.
"Eldest Young Master, this old man saw you practicing the 'Mountain Breaking Fist' just now?"
I'm not afraid of you asking, I'm afraid you won't ask.
Hearing the other party speak, Zhou Fu nodded and said, "Yes, it is the 《Mountain Breaking Fist》."
"I wonder if this old man can take a look at the manual of the 《Mountain Breaking Fist》?"
"Of course. Uncle Feng, please wait a moment. I'll go get it now."
In Jianghu, it was a taboo to ask to see someone else's secret manual. However, Mountain Breaking Fist was a common Kung Fu, and Zhou Fu was a person who had been baptized by the explosion of information. He did not have many taboos about such things.
Zhang Xuan retrieved the secret manual from the room and handed it over to Wang Feng.
When he received the manual, Wang Feng had been paying attention to Zhou Fu's expression. When he saw that there was nothing strange about Zhou Fu, his evaluation of Zhou Fu increased once more.
The manual was very thin, and it didn't take him long to finish flipping through it.
"The fist techniques in this book have a few more variations than those on the market. Everything else is still normal."
On the market?
Zhou Fu was stunned when he heard this. What did he mean? Did he treat the assembly line product as a treasure?
"Hahahaha, Young Master, don't be angry. You're not from the Jianghu, so you don't know what's going on.
'Mountain Breaking Fist' is widely spread in the martial arts world. Even the boxers in the dojos on the streets know it. "
'It's over. It's really an assembly line product, a mass-produced product from the contemporary bookstore.'
"However, everyone's understanding of the 《Mountain Breaking Fist》 is different. Therefore, every dojo has its own unique variations."
"In my opinion, the book in Young Master's hand is still good."
"Oh?"
These words made Zhou Fu feel refreshed and refreshed.
"This 《Mountain Breaking Fist》 focuses more on the foundation. If you practice it for a long time, it can improve your aptitude and increase your strength and speed. It's just that your movement technique is a bit lacking."
Zhou Fu didn't care about this. He was already pleasantly surprised when he heard that this book could increase his aptitude, strength, and attack speed.
If the opening technique could reach this level, why would he need a bicycle?
Moreover, he had 《Bronze Armor Art》 and 《Eternal Spring Force》. With this, he could both defend and attack. It was perfect.
As for movement techniques, he could just find another manual in the future.
Speaking of movement techniques, he instantly thought of Sweet Osmanthus Pavilion's Yu 'er.
Although the lass had a weird temper, she seemed easy to fool.
"Thank you, Uncle Feng. As long as there's no problem with this technique, I'm just casually practicing it."
These words made Wang Feng's head hurt. You call practicing for four hours casually?
Are all the youngsters nowadays so ruthless?!
"May I know why Young Master suddenly became obsessed with martial arts?"
'Nonsense. With the support in my hands, why wouldn't I practice martial arts?'
Zhou Fu cursed in his heart. However, he said, "If it wasn't for Uncle Feng, I would have died outside the city.
After waking up, I became determined to practice martial arts. I don't seek to injure others, but I seek to protect myself. "
"Great!"
Wang Feng slapped the armrest of the chair. He was so excited that his body trembled.
"What a great 'don't seek to injure others, but seek to protect yourself'!"
"Young Master is truly benevolent. This is the blessing of the Pugilistic World!"
Zhou Fu was frightened by Wang Feng's attitude. He didn't understand why Wang Feng was so excited. It was just a casual remark. Why did this person take it seriously?
If one didn't practice martial arts to beat others, then it was meaningless.
However, Zhou Fu didn't dare to say this out loud. He felt that Wang Feng could kill him with one slap.
The middle-aged Wang Feng was excited for a while. When he looked at Zhou Fu, the satisfaction in his eyes almost overflowed. It scared Zhou Fu so much that goosebumps appeared on his back.
"This old man also has a cultivation technique. This … Young Master can take a look at it when you're free. If there's anything you don't understand, you can come to the Hall of Worship to find me."
'Damn!
There's such a good thing?! '
Zhou Fu stared at Wang Feng. He didn't even bother to decline. He muttered in his heart, 'Come, I want to be passive …'
Rolling Stone Palm.
The moment Zhou Fu saw the secret manual, he felt that his liver was in trouble.
What the f * ck, this was another move!
Do you still want me to live? '
Wang Feng looked at the secret manual with a complicated expression and said, "This palm technique is much more exquisite than the Mountain Shattering Fist. After learning it, the strength in your body will be like a rolling stone. It's not something the Mountain Shattering Fist can compare to."
"Also, this palm technique can produce Earth Strength when practiced to a certain depth. That's …"
Zhou Fu was fascinated by Wang Feng's words. He suddenly realized that Wang Feng wasn't speaking anymore.
"Hahaha, I've said too much."
'Damn!
This old man is really annoying. He only spoke halfway. '
After putting down the secret manual, Wang Feng's eyes narrowed. A heavy aura was emitted from his body. It pressed down on Zhou Fu's chest.
"This palm technique is only for you to practice. It's not for you to go out and fight. It can't be taught to outsiders!"
These words shocked Zhou Fu. It was fine if he only spoke halfway, but the technique he gave him couldn't be used to fight. Was there something wrong with this old man's head?
"Uncle Feng, don't worry. I'll remember it."
Although he was unhappy, he had to answer nicely.
"En, that's good." Wang Feng nodded. "When you fight, you can continue to use the Mountain Shattering Fist. These two techniques don't conflict with each other."
"I'll remember it!"
"Alright, it's getting late. This old man won't stay any longer."
"Uncle Feng, take care."