"Who is this person?"

"A weird guy, I actually took off all my clothes. Is this basking in the sun?"

"Can he be practicing some special martial arts..."

"This guy is really weird to practice in this almost self-abuse way."

"I have been practicing in Liefeng Valley for so long and haven't seen anyone like this. Could it be that he is a new disciple who has just entered the sect?"

In the Fierce Wind Valley, the Fierce Wind roared continuously, as if dark clouds were accumulated above the sky, turning into boundless sharp swords and raging towards the bottom. Wherever they passed, they were simply absent from grass. Even though the ground was very strong and specially reinforced, they could not withstand such attacks, revealing shocking cracks.

In the valley, there were already many figures sitting cross-legged here. They were all disciples who came to understand the energy of wind attributes, but at this time, their attention was more or less focused on a relatively hidden figure.

The figure was already broken, and he was shattering his upper body. The breeze blew on the man's body, tearing out scars, and blood flowed out. In an instant, he turned into a blood man, looking extremely terrifying.

Blood was dripping everywhere, but this figure seemed to have no feeling, and could not sense any pain at all. He just sat cross-legged on the cushion. If it weren't for the low hissing sound coming from his mouth, everyone would have thought he was dead.

Some people with keen perceptions noticed that there was no fluctuation of spiritual power around the figure, which surprised them. Could it be that this person has no spiritual power cultivation?

This thought came to their minds, but it quickly dispersed. It was impossible. The only explanation was that this person was practicing, but this method was a bit special.

......

This figure covered in blood is naturally Hou Fan.

Use the strong wind to wash the body, enhance the strength of the body, and facilitate the cultivation of Xuangang Battle Body.

Hou Fan practiced here for four days, completely exposing his body to the air, allowing the strong wind to storm. The skin on his body had been torn apart by hundreds of scars, looking quite ferocious.

Under these bloody scars, there was a faint divine light flashing, as refreshing as bamboo shoots popping out after the rain, lingering on Hou Fan's body. The most hidden thing was that a sense of extremely full power was rising, and the power was constantly increasing.

"receive!"

A low sound was gently spit out from his mouth, and Hou Fan's handprints changed rapidly, mysterious and unique, and noticeable. Finally, they were gathered together heavily. The invisible hurricane burst out from his body, pushing across the four directions, blowing the strong wind directly away.

A protective cover that was invisible to the naked eye was rolled up around his body, and the strong wind could not be ravaged and was isolated and opened.

Hou Fan shook his palm and then punched it out. The air ahead was actually smashed into an arc, exuding a fierce momentum.

"After all, it's a little success..."

Hou Fan said lightly, then looked at his body covered with blood, frowned, and his spiritual power surged, and the blood on his body evaporated and returned to clean, but the scars still existed, but they were slowly healing, showing a sense of vitality.

He looked around and found that there were many gazes looking at him. Everyone's expressions were very strange, which made him stunned. He thought he had never seen such a handsome person before?

If everyone hears this, they will definitely roll their eyes a few times, and they are handsome. We are looking at whether the mentally retarded is good. Who will practice like you? We are here to understand the energy of wind attributes, and you are as if you are self-abuse.

......

Stepping out of the Liefeng Valley, Hou Fan looked at the token in his hand. The number of moon spirits displayed on it was only three hundred. He sighed and had to think of a way to get some moon spirits, otherwise he would not be able to hold on at all.

Moreover, he has practiced for four days and should have a good rest. After all, he has just been in contact with the Xuangang battle body, so it is not advisable to be too hasty. Too tight will only make the body unable to bear it. Things need to be slow, and haste cannot be achieved. From slow to fast, it is best to move forward step by step.

Everything must be gradual. Only with quantitative change will there be qualitative changes. Do not be anxious. If you only pursue speed in practice, the effect may not be the best. If you go against the path, the result will be further away from the goal.

"Go back and see how Mu Ziyan and the others are..."

Hou Fan's eyes flashed for a moment, but he decided to go back to the Ren area. After coming to the sect, although he didn't communicate much with Mu Ziyan, Jiang Feng and others before, they were all from Kangcheng after all, and they were more or less affectionate.

A while later, Hou Fan returned to the Ren District, but at this time there was a bit noisy in the square, and there were people around him, and the water was blocked, which made him frown, thinking that what was going on? He hadn't come back for a few days. Could it be that the sect gave him free lunch?

Hou Fan casually patted a disciple on the shoulder, smiled slightly, and said, "Hey, senior brother, what are you doing in front of you? Is there a fan school?"

The man seemed a little stunned and asked, "What did you say?"

"Do you have any money to pick it up?"

"No."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Watch the show!"

"What kind of play?"

"There are criticisms of new disciples who are unlucky and offended the Maple Leaf Gang. Now the Maple Leaf Gang is teaching these new disciples a lesson, which is very miserable." The disciple shook his head, then looked at Hou Fan and said, "This junior brother, you seem a little unfamiliar with your appearance. Did you just come in?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Hou Fan nodded.

"It's okay, look at how polite you just called me. Senior brother, I would like to give you a warm reminder. If you practice in the outer sect and inside, you have to endure everything if you don't have the strength. Even if you are bullied by others, if you don't retreat toughly, you have to take a step back and the sky will be wide." Such a disciple said seriously.

"Thank you for your teachings from this senior brother. You have been taught." Hou Fan smiled indifferently, then looked at the densely packed field. He wanted to go in and watch the fun, but it was still too troublesome. He turned around and raised his foot to leave, but his heart moved and said curiously, "Senior brother, do you know who the new disciple is bullied?"

"I just got one or two names, it seemed that it was Mujiyan, and another one was..." The senior brother pondered for a moment.

Hou Fan interrupted, "Does Mu Ziyan and Jiang Feng?"

"Oh, yes, it's them both. Hey, junior brother, how do you know them?" The senior brother scratched his head.

"Because they are my friends." Hou Fan's face darkened slightly, then he jumped up and jumped into the center of the crowd.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!