Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

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If you only work behind closed doors, you will never discover your own weaknesses, nor will you be able to improve.

Han Feng watched Xiao Yan quietly without saying a word to interrupt.

He knew that his junior brother's attack was not over yet.

when!

After resting for ten breaths, Xiao Yan's hand flashed with light, and the Xuan Heavy Ruler slammed to the ground.

"Senior brother, take this!"

The Xuanzhong Ruler emitted a blazing fire as Xiao Yan used the ruler technique he had painstakingly practiced.

The silver substance flowed in Han Feng's hand, and the innate magnetic energy transformed into the shape of the Xuan Heavy Ruler.

Swish!

Han Feng retaliated with the same move, and the two brothers began a contest of ruler techniques.

A quarter of an hour later, the Xuan Heavy Ruler in Xiao Yan's hand was knocked away and was firmly caught by Han Feng.

"As for the ruler technique, there has been progress, but the transitions between moves are still too stiff."

Xiao Yan plopped down on the ground, panting heavily without a care for his image.

"Ugh, I'm not fighting anymore, senior brother. You've shattered all the confidence I've built up!"

Xiao Yan originally thought that even if his fighting spirit was inferior to those geniuses, his fighting skills would definitely surpass theirs.

However, after being trained by Han Feng, Xiao Yan discovered that he had so many flaws in his fighting skills, and he immediately broke down.

Han Feng smiled gently, walked to Xiao Yan's side, and placed the Xuan Heavy Ruler beside him.

"If you discover your weaknesses, you can just correct them."

"Hasn't the teacher ever sparred with you?"

Han Feng asked.

Xiao Yan nodded.

"We'll spar a bit, but the teacher isn't as ruthless as you, senior. At most, they'll point out one or two mistakes."

Han Feng hummed in agreement.

"The teacher wants to nurture you gradually and in a gentle way."

"But I think you can handle it."

Han Feng said, while looking at Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan smiled.

"Of course I can handle it! It's not shameful to lose to you, senior brother!"

Han Feng smiled gently.

"Go back and think about it carefully today. I won't watch the upcoming disciple competition. I trust you can handle it on your own."

Xiao Yan sighed and said "Oh".

He still really hoped that Han Feng would see him display his great prowess.

"If you have time, you can go back and visit your father."

Han Feng suddenly said.

"Huh? Senior brother, what happened to my father?"

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and said in a panic.

“He’s fine. I asked him before if he wanted to come to Starfall Pavilion to see you, but he said no, and told you to go out and explore in peace.”

Han Feng patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder.

"I can tell he misses you a lot."

Xiao Yan's eyes glazed over slightly.

"I'll go back."

I was away from home for three years, and because the distance between us was so great, we didn't even exchange letters.

Xiao Yan was so engrossed in his cultivation that he forgot his father was still at home.

He doesn't even know whether he's doing well or not.

Was the father's reluctance to come to the bigger world a fear of the wider world, or a desire to shoulder the responsibilities to his family after his death?

Xiao Yan didn't know the details, but he knew he had to do something for his family.

"gone."

Han Feng walked towards the forest path.

Xiao Yan was left alone. Looking at the Xuan Chong Chi beside him, which still exuded warmth, his eyes became firm.

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Starfall Pavilion, a beautiful garden.

Mu Qingluan, Lin Xian'er, and Qinglin were playing here.

The three women shared what had happened over the years.

"Sister Xian'er, what did it feel like when you broke through to the Dou Zong realm?"

Mu Qingluan asked.

She's about to break through to the Dou Zong level. Although she's currently an eight-star Dou Huang, she estimates that it will only take her at most half a year to break through to nine stars. After that, she'll need to consider the important hurdle of becoming a Dou Zong.

"As for a Dou Zong..."

Lin Xian'er thought for a moment.

Her path to breaking through to the Dou Zong realm was different from others.

Because she needed to break through according to the method recorded in the "Poison Pill Method", she naturally broke through to the Dou Zong level after condensing the poison patterns.

Furthermore, under the influence of the Myriad Poisons Returning to Origin Pill, he was directly elevated to the level of a three-star Dou Zong.

For those with the Calamity Poison Body, as long as there is enough poison, they can break through even with their eyes closed.

"To break through to this level, necessary accumulation is indispensable."

Lin Xian'er said.

She remembered what her master had told her: the Dou Zong realm was the best opportunity to rebuild the foundation of her body.

Therefore, one needs a strong foundation, a conducive environment for breakthrough, and the necessary elixirs for breakthrough; ideally, one should have all of these.

"I know, my teacher has already chosen a breakthrough location for me. The Heavenly Mountain Blood Pool in the Northern Region is a rare blessed land where many geniuses go to break through to the Dou Zong realm."

"The Blood Pool of Tianshan?"

Lin Xian'er was stunned for a moment.

"Is the Blood Pool of Tianshan occupied by the Gold-Eating Rat Clan?"

"Yes! Sister Xian'er knows?"

Lin Xian'er nodded.

“My master took me and Qinglin there before. That’s where he broke through to the Dou Zong level.”

"That is indeed a good place."

Lin Xian'er remembered the scenery there; it was very beautiful. The sunset hanging in the sky reflected the colors of the lake in the Tianshan Mountains, colors that could not be seen anywhere else.

Mu Qingluan sat on the stone platform with a smile, her two smooth little legs swinging back and forth.

"Qinglin, shall we go to the Blood Pool together to break through?"

"I?"

Qinglin shook his head.

"The Heavenly Serpent Palace is preparing for my breakthrough, so I won't compete with you for a spot."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Mu Qingluan nodded.

"Once the Heavenly Mountain Blood Pool opens this time, all the geniuses from Central Continent will probably go, and that hateful woman will definitely come too!"

"Hateful woman?"

Qinglin asked curiously, "Who made you so angry?"

Mu Qingluan snorted: "Feng Qing'er of Fenglei Pavilion!"

"Feng Qing'er? This is the first time I've heard of her."

Qinglin repeated the name aloud.

"She is a disciple of the Pavilion Master of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, and also a member of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan. We've been at odds since we were kids!"

As members of the same magical beast clan chosen to participate in the human world, Feng Qing'er's talent is somewhat stronger than Mu Qingluan's.

After all, it is the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, with extraordinary bloodline and a body full of inherited fighting techniques, which are far more powerful than those of the Azure Phoenix Clan.

However, Mu Qingluan was not convinced by her.

Firstly, it was normal for her to be younger and weaker in cultivation than Feng Qing'er. Secondly, Feng Qing'er's disdainful attitude towards everyone made Mu Qingluan very unhappy.

"The Heavenly Phoenix Clan?"

Qinglin exclaimed in surprise.

Wouldn't that make them one of the three great families alongside the two Nine Netherworld Pythons that I subdued?

With such a background, he actually became a disciple of the Fenglei Pavilion Master.

I wonder what's so special about the Wind and Thunder Pavilion?

Mu Qingluan jumped down, walked forward slowly, and clenched her fists.

"But this time, I won't lose to her again!"

"Oh? Who gave you that confidence?"

Mu Qingluan was taken aback, then turned to look at another path.

"Senior brother?"

Mu Qingluan's face lit up with joy, and she ran towards Han Feng.

Han Feng originally wanted to reach out and stop the other person, and then teach him a good lesson.