Chapter 28: Taking Stock of the Harvest and Inquiring about the Wang Family

As time passed, the book slowly turned to the last page.

After closing "Hard Qigong", Liang Hui's eyes were filled with a fiery fighting spirit. Let us use our fists to communicate about the paths we will take.

'Dream!'

In an instant, the surrounding environment began to blur. When it became clear again, what appeared before my eyes was a dilapidated house and a figure sleeping in the house.

The area around the house was overgrown with weeds and it seemed that only one person lived there.

Liang Hui did not choose to enter the figure's body, but directly revealed his true form.

A breeze blew, and a handsome young man wearing boxing gloves appeared not far from the house.

The moment the young man appeared, the sleeping figure in the house suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and looked outside the house.

Their eyes met in mid-air, without much words.

Liang Hui strode forward, his steps getting faster and faster until he was running.

In the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of the figure in the house and slightly retracted his right fist.

then.

Hit out with a loud bang.

There was a roar in the space, like thunder exploding!

At the same time, a dark fist hit the boy's attack trajectory.

clang!
The collision of flesh actually caused a sound of metal colliding.

Liang Hui looked at the figure in front of him who had turned completely dark, and his lips curled up slightly.

He thrust his free fist at the enemy without hesitation.

One punch is faster than the other, one is heavier than the other, one is more ferocious than the other.

clang!clang!clang!
Amid the dense collision sounds, the dark figure kept retreating.

A large number of cracks appeared on the ground beneath the feet of the two people.

Looking at the dark figure who is still persisting.

The fighting spirit in Liang Hui's eyes became even more intense. He stretched his arms forward, and his fingers and palms changed many times in an instant.

At this moment, the young man's fist was like a wolf's kiss and a bear's paw, and in the sound of the howling wind, it instantly hit the dark figure's heart.

All counterattacks came to an abrupt halt, and the dark complexion began to slowly fade away, revealing bronze skin.

He was a man with partially gray hair, blood constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were fixed on the young man who was standing with his fists clenched.

"Good punch, good punch!"

With a hoarse sound, the figure fell to the ground with a bang.

Liang Hui lowered his head and looked at his fists that showed the white bones. The gloves had already torn into pieces.

He looked up at the fallen figure and exclaimed:
"You took thirteen of my punches at the same level. You're on a good path!"

As he whispered, the surrounding scene began to blur and break apart.

When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the living room and all his injuries had disappeared.

Looking at the "Hard Qigong" in his hand, Liang Hui murmured in his heart:
'Dream!'

This time, he directly entered the body of a middle-aged or elderly man, carefully sensing the circulation of his muscles, blood, skin and even internal energy, and made a summary based on the martial arts secrets.

In terms of attainment in Hard Qigong, he is making rapid progress.

It was not until noon that Liang Hui put the "Hard Qigong" on the ground, felt the hunger coming from his stomach, and prepared lunch.

Made some meat and had a simple meal.

He then devoted himself to the other two secret books, "Six-Star Continuous Arrow" and "Tiger Palm". Liang Hui tried to enter these two martial arts into his dreams one after another.

Master the techniques, key points and ways of exerting force in its practice.

After the three martial arts purchased are completed in the dream.

He took a short rest and then began to dream about the long sword and boxing gloves he had obtained as spoils of war. As expected, he obtained a sword technique at the skin refining level when he dreamed about the long sword, which was completely useless to him.

However, when he got the "Entering the Dream" boxing gloves, he obtained a health-preserving boxing technique called "Songhe Fist", which was still of some use to Liang Hui.

By the time all the martial arts that needed to be practiced were completed, it was already evening.

The afterglow of the setting sun is slowly fading away.

Liang Hui also made arrangements for his future training. He would practice Tiger Fist and Pine Crane Fist in the early morning, and do tendon training in the afternoon until late at night. Then, before going to bed, he would practice spear skills for half an hour and bow and arrow for another half an hour.

After you have thoroughly mastered a type of boxing, you can start practicing hard qigong.

As for why hard qigong is arranged at the end, it is because it is the most difficult to practice. As for the two new boxing techniques, with his martial arts attainments, it won't take long for him to master and integrate them into his own boxing techniques.

After arranging everything, Liang Hui simply stopped practicing.

I am going to go out and buy some auxiliary medicines for strengthening the tendons, and by the way, I will ask about the Wang family in the city.

After all, the young man who was crippled last night seemed to have a close relationship with the Wang family. He needed to know some detailed information to determine whether he needed to strike first.

Liang Hui put on a mask and left the house, going straight to the next door.

Boom!Boom!
"Miss Shu, is your father at home?" she asked softly.

Soon, footsteps were heard in the courtyard.

Crunch!

The door slowly opened from the inside, revealing a pale, weak woman.

"Taiyi, father is still in the clinic. Is there anything you want to talk to him about?"

"It's nothing serious, I'm just going to buy some medicinal herbs."

"Miss Shu, the evening breeze is a little chilly. You should go back first. I'm going to the clinic."

Hearing this, Shu Yu showed the lunch box in his hand and spoke softly:
"Come along, I just happened to be delivering dinner."

Liang Hui glanced at the empty street and whispered, "You are weak, so stay home. I am going to the clinic and will bring the lunch box with me."

Shu Yu shook his head slowly with a gentle smile on his face, and a hint of stubbornness flashed deep in his eyes.

Liang Hui was also a little helpless at this moment and nodded his forehead lightly.

Shu Yu, who was wearing a red fur coat, locked the door and walked towards the street after seeing the boy nod.

The two walked side by side on the street, with only silence between them.

It took them about half an hour to reach the clinic run by Shu Bo.

When the guy sitting at the front desk saw the woman, he immediately ran to the backyard.

Soon, the old man with a goatee ran out of the clinic.

"Yu girl, didn't I tell you to stay at home? Why did you come here?" The old man said with some regret.

"Dad, it's late. I brought you some food. Eat it while it's hot."

Shu Yu picked up the lunch box in his hand and handed it to the old man.

At the same time, he pointed at Liang Hui who was standing beside him and said, "Dad, Taiyi escorted me here. It's safe and nothing will happen."

Hearing this, the old man took the lunch box and looked at Liang Hui with appreciation and kindness in his eyes.

"Taiyi, please come in quickly."

The old man took Shu Yu's hand and spoke kindly.

The young man nodded and followed the old man into the clinic.

In the backyard of the clinic, the three of them sat opposite each other. Liang Hui spoke first: "Uncle Shu, I came here to buy some medicinal herbs for cultivation. Sorry for the trouble."

After he finished speaking, he handed over a piece of paper with the names of the herbs written on it. Of course, he still added a small amount of unused herbs to confuse people.

The old man took the paper, looked at it, and said with a smile: "These herbs are all available in the clinic. Let the waiter prepare them for you now."

He called the waiter and handed the paper over.

(End of this chapter)