After a brief wash, Xu Feng went to Jingwumen Restaurant for breakfast.

At this time, most of the Jingwu Sect apprentices had already finished eating, and they were walking towards the martial arts training ground in twos and threes.

"Senior Brother Afeng, morning!"

"Senior Brother Afeng, morning!"

The apprentices saw Xu Feng and saluted Xu Feng respectfully.

"Senior Brother Ah Feng, Ah Biao is still waiting for you in the restaurant, let's go practice first."

"Uh-huh, okay." Xu Feng returned the salute with a smile.

This is not only purely to gain recognition for the immersive experience, but also to return the favor from the heart.

It's a wonderful feeling to be respected.

When others sincerely respect Xu Feng, Xu Feng also sincerely respects each other.

When I came to the restaurant, I saw Ah Biao waiting for a breakfast at the seat.

When Ah Biao saw Xu Feng coming, he immediately stood up happily and greeted, "Senior Brother Ah Feng! Over here! I thought you weren't coming! ”

Xu Feng smiled and sat next to Ah Biao, "How come?" Don't miss anything and don't miss breakfast! By the way, Ah Biao, why did you start dinner so early today? ”

Ah Biao replied with a serious expression: "Senior Brother Ah Feng, have you forgotten?" Today is the day when Fumio Funakoshi comes to challenge the Seibu Pavilion! Of course, we have to get up early to practice and prepare, although it is not our turn to play anyway, but everyone is holding back their energy! We want to show the warriors of Sang Guo what the true martial spirit is! ”

"Good!" Xu Feng nodded heavily, picked up a fritter on the table, and took a bite hard.

The fritters have been put for a long time, they are not brittle, and they are skinny.

Ah Biao arched his hand, "Senior Brother Ah Feng, you eat slowly, and I will also go to practice first." ”

"Well, go ahead!" Xu Feng waved his hand.

Ah Biao walked away quickly.

Xu Feng sat alone at the dining table and ate breakfast seriously.

After breakfast, Xu Feng came to the martial arts training ground.

The disciples of the Jingwu Sect were all vigorous, practicing the Huo family's boxing method with punches and kicks.

Huo Tingen was supervising the apprentices' practice, and from time to time stepped forward to correct their movements.

Seeing Xu Feng coming, Huo Tingen immediately said, "Everyone continue to practice—Senior Brother Ah Feng, are you also here to practice?" ”

Xu Feng scratched his ears and said with a smile: "No, I'm here to say goodbye." ”

"Farewell?" Hottingen was taken aback.

Those apprentices who were practicing martial arts also stopped their movements and looked at Xu Feng eagerly.

Xu Feng's position in the hearts of the entire Jingwu Sect is irreplaceable, from Nong Jinsun to Ah Biao, the apprentice who guards the door, all regard Xu Feng as the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Jingwu Sect, as long as Xu Feng is there, they will not have a big problem in the Jingwu Sect.

Now, now the competition with Fumio Funakoshi is about to arrive, but Xu Feng wants to say goodbye?

This......

Huo Tingen glared back at the apprentices, "What are you doing in a daze!" Keep practicing! ”

When he turned around, Huo Tingen looked sad, "Senior Brother Ah Feng, why are you leaving?" Could it be that my Jingwu Sect is not well entertained? ”

Xu Feng hurriedly waved his hand, "Senior Brother Huo, you misunderstood!" Although I am not a member of your Jingwu Sect, I have learned your Huo Family Lost Trace Boxing, and the affairs of the Jingwu Sect are my business! I'm not leaving the Jingwu Sect, I just want to see my brother-in-law Chen Zhen. ”

"Oh!" Huo Tingen immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Ahem, so that's the case, it really scared me!" You should go to see your brother-in-law Chen Zhen, I should ask Uncle Fu to prepare the car now, let Xiaohui prepare a car of daily necessities, and you will send it to my fifth junior brother on our behalf. ”

“…… Yes! Xu Feng didn't refuse.

The coachman Ah Fu and Senior Sister Xiaohui immediately got busy, and all kinds of daily necessities were stuffed into the carriage, and there was almost no room for anyone to sit in the carriage.

Xu Feng was barely squeezed into the corner, holding a jar of pickled garlic in his arms.

…… Why send pickled garlic?

Xu Feng pinched his nose and complained inwardly.

"Senior Brother Ah Feng, you are at the Fifth Senior Brother today, don't go back to Jingwumen for the time being." Huo Tingen sighed quietly: "This challenge with Fumio Funakoshi, I'm afraid...... In short, with you and my fifth junior brother in the Jingwu Sect, I will be able to rest assured. ”

Xu Feng's heart was greatly moved.

Although Huo Tingen is a little indecisive, he is still unambiguous in the face of major rights and wrongs.

The fact that he can say these words shows that he is ready to use the eighth style of "Huo Family Lost Fist" to die with Fumio Funakoshi.

This is not a warrior, and what is it?

Xu Feng pinched his nose and said, "Senior Brother Huo, don't worry, everything will be fine." ”

Huo Tingen was amused by Xu Feng's strange appearance, "...... Senior Brother Feng, thank you for your optimism. On the rivers and lakes road, the mountains are high and the rivers are far away...... Take care! ”

When he said the word "take care", Huo Tingen's eyes were slightly moist.

"Drive!" The coachman Ah Fu flicked his whip, and the heavy carriage started slowly.

Huo Tingen watched the back of the carriage disappear in front of his eyes little by little, breathed a deep sigh of relief, returned to the apprentices with a serious expression, and shouted: "Continue to practice!" ”

"Whew! Ha! ”

…… Xu Feng wasn't actually worried about Huo Tingen.

Although Huo Tingen's strength is far inferior to Fumio Funakoshi, Xu Feng is sure that Fumio Funakoshi will not come to Huo Tingen to duel at all.

Fumio Funakoshi is a martial idiot, he will not be at the mercy of Tsuyoshi Fujita, he will only challenge those he thinks are worth the challenge.

And the person worthy of Fumio Funakoshi's challenge is not Huo Tingen, but Chen Zhen.

Therefore, Xu Feng had to go to Baoshan to find Chen Zhen at this time.

Chen's level is level 8, while Fumio Funakoshi's relative level is level 10.

There is a very clear gap between the two.

If the two really fight for their lives, I'm afraid Chen Zhen will be more than lucky.

Chen Zhen's side is what Xu Feng is most worried about.

The carriage traveled all the way and soon came to the top of the treasure mountain.

Chen Zhen spent a day building an indescribably simple thatched hut next to Huo Yuanjia's grave.

If you don't look closely, you won't be able to see that this is a place where humans live, but more like a cave where wild beasts hide.

The grass hut is covered with a few tarpaulins around it, even if it is the wall of the grass hut.

The mountain wind blew, blowing the walls of the grass hut and swaying left and right.

If it weren't for the stones pressed on the feet of the tarpaulin, the walls of this grass hut would have been blown away by the wind.

Xu Feng saw it from a distance and couldn't help but feel a little sad.

It's not yet May, and the temperature in the mountains is still very low, especially in the morning and evening, and the temperature difference is still very large.

In addition, there are many mosquitoes and animals in the mountains, and the living conditions are too simple.

"Huh? It's Feng-kun! ”

Mitsuko Yamada, who was in the house, heard the sound of wheels outside, looked at it, and then happily ran out to greet him.

All the fat powder on her face has been washed off, her clothes have been changed to the simplest home clothes, her hair is a little messy, her face is a little haggard, but the smile on the corner of her mouth is extremely sweet and happy.

"Brother Feng, it's just in time! Help me with my work! Ha ha! ”

Chen Zhen also walked out after him, his sleeves rolled up, his hands covered with dirty mud, obviously busy doing rough and dirty work.

But the smile on his face is also more brilliant than ever.

This is really not envious of mandarin ducks and immortals.