The Order of Purple Thorn

If one asked Nan Feng who he hated, it would naturally be his aunt Tang Xin, whom he had never met before. Those people who had attacked him earlier all dared to come out with Tang Xin's permission, which was why they crawled out from the grave that day.

Closing his eyes, Nan Feng calmed himself down. He felt that he should not be like this, because he was going to be a stranger in Tang Family. After thinking about it for a moment, he felt that it was some sort of unlucky, unlucky thought that had attached itself to his body, causing him to feel the same kind of hatred.

"Revenge. If there's a chance, I'll take it. You can leave now. Your destiny is over. I'll take the rest of the road." Nan Feng muttered these words to the unlucky fellow at the bottom of his heart. Ao Wushuang was a little puzzled, but he did not continue to ask, as everyone had their own secrets.

After sending Ao Wushuang off, Nan Feng told the stone that he was not going out of his room, and that he should not be disturbed.

After entering the room, Nan Feng calmed his emotions and started cultivating in meditation. His Dantian s' Yuan Qi was no longer increasing, and tonight, he was going to combine the nine halos of the energy into a new cyclone, a Qi tornado that belonged to the warrior.

He controlled the prison essence to continuously wander about within the Body, and then slowly increased its speed. When the prison essence was activated to its limit, Nan Feng controlled it to rush towards the Dantian's cyclone.

Along with a muffled bang, Nan Feng's body violently shook, and a trickle of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. His Dantian's cyclone was broken, and a large amount of Yuan Qi were stored within Nan Feng's Dantian.

Nan Feng revolved the Prison Suppression Art, and began to condense the Yuan Qi, and then condense the Qi Vortex. This was a rather difficult process, because after the old Qi Vortex broke, the energy would not listen to orders.

Two hours, four hours. With Nan Feng's hard work, a small whirlpool appeared in the center of the Dantian's Yuan Qi.

Nan Feng's heart became more at ease. The hardest thing about Martial Disciple assaulting warriors was that after the Qi whirlpool broke, it was not easy to control the rebellion Yuan Qi. Now that the Qi whirlpool was formed, it was easy to handle.

At daybreak, Nan Feng still had not come out. He was still gathering his Yuan Qi and condensing his new air whirl.

Nan Feng did not go to the Summer Palace, but immediately came over. After inspecting the area, her expression changed, she did not expect Nan Feng to be so fierce, and that he would dare to rush into warriors.

All warriors, when their Martial Disciple advanced to become a warrior, had either Supervisor or seniors protecting them. The Supervisor and the seniors then used the deep Yuan Qi to protect their muscles and veins and guide them, otherwise, the success rate would be extremely low and it would be very easy to injure their blood vessels and Dantian.

After letting the stone brew the tea, Nan Feng decided to wait in the courtyard until the sun had set. He then decided to walk out of the room.

"Where's the He Yi?" Nan Feng who had just left the room greeted He Yi. He then stretched his waist, and as he did so, cracking sounds could be heard from his entire body.

"Are you stupid?" He Yi glared at Nan Feng. She was really angry, because Nan Feng was making fun of his future. If he failed, and his Dantian got injured, the warrior's path would be over.

"This trial will be over sooner or later. I'll have to bear the risks." Nan Feng said.

"All of the Martial Disciple charging warriors need the help of the seniors s and seniors s to protect them. Don't you know? Looking at the blood at the corner of your mouth, I can tell that you're injured. If someone helped protect your meridians, would you be injured? " He Yi's voice was very heavy.

"So that's the case. No wonder, I've already been very careful. My veins were still shaken." Nan Feng finally understood what was going on.

At this time, He Yi understood that did not know that there was someone protecting him when he tried to break through the Martial Disciple. When he thought of this, He Yi felt drunk and tears almost fell from his eyes. Because there were some things that needed to be done to look at Nan Feng. He was so pitiful, and so helpless.

"This is a healing medicine. Take a good rest after you eat it." He Lin took out a bottle of Pills and handed it over to Nan Feng.

After He Yi left, she was a little confused. If Nan Feng was born in a big clan, then he should know this, even if he was born in a small clan, he shouldn't be so full of meridians in his body.

"Gongzi, you are injured. What about blood?" stone brought a towel to Nan Feng's side.

Nan Feng returned to his room and looked in the copper mirror and saw the blood at the corner of his mouth.

Shaking his head, Nan Feng knew that this was caused by his meridians being damaged after the Martial Disciple cyclone shattered.

After consuming the healing pellets, Nan Feng went to meditate.

Inside the Summer Palace, Ba Teng was practicing the knife technique.

"Supervisor Ba Teng, please have a seat." He invited Ba Teng to sit.

"He Yi, it's like this, Lan Jiang Martial Academy's exchange group is here, there's still two days until the exchange. We do have Grade Nine Martial Disciple among the new students, but our Fighting power is inferior to Nan Feng's, so can you tell Nan Feng that he should represent the new students?" Ba Teng said his purpose of coming.

Ba Teng was responsible for this year's new students, but he did not have the face to look for Nan Feng. Not only other Supervisor s, but the other Supervisor s did not have this face either.

"If it was yesterday, I could have asked Nan Feng to represent the new students and fight, but not now. Nan Feng had broken through last night and successfully entered into the warrior realm, is it appropriate for him to represent the new students?" He Yi said.

"Warriors? "From the time he had no foundation, it took him less than a year to become a warrior. This speed …" Ba Teng's face was full of shock.

"Supervisor Ba Teng will look after the arrangements, but since he has entered into the warrior stage, representing the warrior level will not be appropriate." He Yi spoke of his attitude.

Ba Teng left and returned to the newly born Supervisor Restaurant.

"How is it, did He Yi agree? If Nan Feng were to fight, for the exchange between the new students, the victor would be us. " Lan Ding said.

"He Yi did not reject, but things changed. Last night, Nan Feng broke through to a warrior." Ba Teng said.

"Face smacking!" Nan Feng slapped us all hard in the face. Lan Ding shook his head helplessly.

After consuming the healing pellets and meditating for an entire night, Nan Feng's muscles and veins recovered from the concussion.

In the morning, after getting up, he took out his Hundred Sabres and Nan Feng began practicing his blade technique in the courtyard.

At this time, Nan Feng's knife technique's might had greatly changed a few days ago. The Hundred Sabres had a light purple smoke in the air, and the tip of the blade had an inch of radiance.

After using the Seven Absolute knife technique twice, Nan Feng let out a loud roar. He was very carefree. After coming to this world for a year, he had finally achieved his first achievement in martial arts.

After washing his cold face, Nan Feng went to Summer Palace.

"Congratulations." Seeing Nan Feng, Yi Yi opened his mouth and greeted him.

Nan Feng laughed, "Thank you!"

Soon after, he told her about Ba Teng's visit and thoughts.

"Now you know I'm useful? "Sorry, I don't want to do this job." Nan Feng shook his head.

She knew that Nan Feng did not have any good feelings for these Supervisor s, to the point of saying that he did not even have any feelings for them.