The Order of Purple Thorn

weight bearing suit? Nan Feng knew what it was just from the name.

Returning to the courtyard, Nan Feng told the stone to find a big bag, filled it with sand and hung it up. It was the sandbag! The sandbag s used to practice punches and kicks.

Now that he was looking for leather, he did not know where he could get it. Moreover, Nan Feng knew that the civilization in this world was not good, so it was impossible for him to be as comfortable as he was in the past. It was just like the difference between a 5-star hotel and a Inn, there was no way to compare.

After the sandbag was done, Nan Feng put it on.

Normally speaking, a weight bearing suit that weighed eighty kilograms should be a huge burden, but in reality, that was not the case. The weight bearing suit that Nan Feng had obtained was made out of high density black iron sand, and when it was worn on his body, its weight was obvious, but it did not affect the movement of one's four limbs.

With a shake of his neck, Nan Feng began his attack on the sandbag.

Nan Feng had played very well, he had even used some leg techniques, he was good at fighting in close range, so it was very interesting to watch fighting with sandbag s.

The stone was also watching. Nan Feng was not the first person in the Student that he had served before, but he was definitely the most unusual one.

After training for a while, Nan Feng started to run in circles in the courtyard.

While running, Nan Feng's mind was thinking about the Thousand Slaughter knife technique's basic cultivation technique.

boxing, knife technique were all martial skills, what decided the level of warriors? It was a energy, and this kind of energy was called the Yuan Qi.

The basic method was to condense and level up the Yuan Qi, the technique Nan Feng saw at the back of the Thousand Slaughter Blade was called the Spirit Gathering Method.

After memorizing the [Soul Gathering Art], Nan Feng followed the records and started the first step of becoming a warrior, condensing the Yuan Qi. Body could only be considered a warrior if they had the [Yuan Qi], but it had no rank, and the lowest level Martial Disciple required one to condense a Yuan Qi Vortex.

While running, Nan Feng relied on his thoughts, using the Body in motion to absorb the energy, only then could he sense its Qi.

After running for a while, the feeling of Qi appeared. In Nan Feng's previous life, he had trained in Internal Martial Arts and he knew how to sense Qi.

After sensing the Qi, Nan Feng did not stop and continued to run.

Running with a heavy garment on his back was a difficult task for Nan Feng, but he had to endure it. He had to work hard. In the past, no one would look at him with contempt, but after arriving in this world, he truly felt that his grandmother did not love him, and all the Supervisor s did not choose him.

Even if he were to die from exhaustion, with his head raised haughtily, Nan Feng would not be willing to lower his head and live a lowly life. )

He kept on running, and when the stars filled the sky, Nan Feng's body could sense the Qi as it started to run in a fixed route, and he managed to stabilize himself.

Letting out a breath of relief, Nan Feng who was covered in sweat looked like a fish out of water and lied on the ground. Looking at the stars in the sky, Nan Feng felt homesick.

Born in an ancient martial arts family, his family had always taught him how to grow up, but his love for him was something that he could understand.

"Gongzi, quickly get up. You'll easily catch a cold this way." The stone came out and helped Nan Feng up.

Nan Feng, who was wearing heavy clothes, was very heavy. The stone used a lot of strength to help him sit up.

After taking off the Robe s and putting on his heavy clothes, Nan Feng arrived at the well in the corner of the courtyard and poured water over his head while holding the ladle. It was now late autumn, but Nan Feng was used to taking cold baths, even in winter.

After a bath, wearing shorts and a heavy suit, Nan Feng fell asleep.

The sky was gray in color, and Nan Feng had woken up before dawn. This was already a habit of his, and as a soldier, he was extremely self-disciplined.

Looking at the heavy clothes on his back, Nan Feng put on his outer robes and started punching and kicking the sandbag.

He rubbed his eyes and felt that he had not woken up. He had seen wrongly, because he knew that Nan Feng had slept very late last night and should not have woken up so early.

At this time, Nan Feng stopped his attacks on the sandbag and started to run, at the same time strengthening his Qi sense.

Most Cultivator would cultivate their Qi through meditation. However, Nan Feng had experience, and he knew that this was how the inner strength was produced in his previous life.

Only when the stone finished washing the clothes and went to help the kitchen did Nan Feng stop.

"Gongzi, aren't you tired?" The stone asked after she finished setting the food.

"I'm tired, why aren't I tired?" Nan Feng washed his face and waved at the stone, "Sit down and eat together, from now on don't eat in Kitchen."

"This is the Gongzi. Our Little Si's food is different." The stone said.

"Just say how much food I have." Nan Feng said with a smile.

After eating the Breakfast, Nan Feng continued to study the [Soul Gathering Art].

"Haha!" "If everyone else tries their best, we'll just have to wait for this bastard's death. When the time comes for the next test, we'll have some time to watch." Bo Dunsha laughed.

Nan Feng did not utter a word. He knew that the Tieshan required periodic examinations.

Yi Lin and Yi Xuan also returned, Yi Xuan had already recovered his female attire, she had requested for a female servant from College, a male Student, do you want to ask a female servant to do things properly? Furthermore, she could not hide it from others, Nan Feng had long known that she was a girl, because he did not have a Adam's apple and had ears.

Seeing Nan Feng being mocked and not saying anything, Yi Lin and Yi Xuan shook their heads, they thought so too, that Nan Feng had not worked hard, and they had just returned from Martial Arts Practice Field.

After drinking two mouthfuls of water, Nan Feng continued his cultivation, "Stop barking if you bite people. Wait for me to bite you guys."

"Those people with no eyes, don't lower yourself to the same level as them." Ao Wushuang's head appeared on the wall. He knew clearly that Nan Feng had been working hard this entire time, he heard Nan Feng's running voice last night, and he was awakened by the sound of Nan Feng attacking the sandbag this morning.

"You sure are free." Nan Feng replied as he lifted his head.

Supervisor told us to calm our hearts and cultivate our Qi. He said that we should not practice martial arts, but in the end, you should first find someone to teach you the basics. "" Okay. Ao Wushuang said as he looked at Nan Feng.

"Bro, thank you. I will take care of this. I will treat you when I go get the knife later." Nan Feng nodded at Ao Wushuang.