For example, the predecessor's father, Fan Yuan, was at the second-rate level during his lifetime. As for Fan Ming himself, he is now at the third-rate level, still a little far away from the second-rate level.

But even if he has not yet reached the second-rate level, Fan Ming's current strength is not something that ordinary people can provoke. If he can bring this body back to modern times, Fan Ming is confident that he can defeat any fighting or boxing master within five punches.<

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This is the amazing benefit brought by internal strength.

It is said that if you can reach the innate realm, you can prolong your life and live longer than ordinary people.

"Chi——"

Fan Ming's right foot plowed the ground like an iron plow, his center of gravity pressed forward, and his left foot and left fist slowly rushed forward.

Neijiaquan is not used for actual combat. It is not as fast, accurate and ruthless as the external martial arts. Instead, it is a bit similar to radio gymnastics or yoga. It needs to complete specific coherent movements to make the qi and blood in the body flow in a certain pattern.

Thus nurturing internal strength.

This is very different from the kind of meditation practice that Fan Ming saw on TV before.

If someone approaches Fan Ming and listens carefully at this time, he will definitely hear a variety of very subtle sounds, which are the sounds produced by the flow of internal qi and blood and the movement of muscles and bones.

This means that Fan Ming has fully entered the state of cultivation.

"Huh...breathe...breathe..."

As Fan Ming's body changed into various postures in motion, his breathing was sometimes short and sometimes slow, gradually tending to a strange pattern.

This practice lasted nearly an hour!

End the trend!

Fan Ming stopped moving and his breathing returned to a normal frequency. A white mist lingering around him was extremely conspicuous in the low temperature winter night.

It's like being in a sauna.

"This Neijiaquan is really extraordinary. Just during the practice, such wonderful scenes will appear."

In addition, Fan Ming also found that his originally full stomach had become empty.

Fan Ming's expression moved slightly, he grabbed a small stone on the ground and threw it towards the pomegranate tree planted in the yard!

Just a "pop" sound was heard, and the stone was deeply embedded in the trunk.

My strength has probably increased by about one level.

It turns out that the feeling of increased strength after eating tonight is really not an illusion, it is just more obvious now.

Based on this reasoning, the meat in this world may contain some kind of magical energy...

Perhaps because of habit, few people in this world would notice this, but Fan Ming, as a visitor from another world, immediately discovered the difference.

In the previous life, even the highest-grade Wagyu did not have this magical effect.

Although this improvement is not permanent, practicing Neijiaquan on a full stomach can obviously achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Thinking of this, Fan Ming smiled helplessly. Although the two worlds are different, the principle of being poor in culture and rich in military affairs is still the same.

Regardless of whether the meat tube alone is enough, there will be a gap in people's cultivation speed.

Not to mention that there is something called medicated bath, which is made from a variety of precious medicinal materials and is very expensive.

Fan Ming has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he only had one fight five years ago.

However, the medicinal bath is a bit expensive, but the effect is also very significant. One bath can save several days or even ten days of practice.

Thinking of that medicinal bath experience, Fan Ming felt a little itchy.

After tasting the benefits of practicing martial arts, he is now more and more eager to become stronger.

"When can we realize the freedom of medicinal bathing..."

Suddenly, Fan Ming saw the snow rabbit lying in the cage in the corner of the yard, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"I almost forgot that there are still two taels of 'living silver' here!"

"Two taels seems to be enough for a medicinal bath!"

"This is a treasure, no! To be on the safe side, I can't put it in the yard tonight. I have to take it back to the house and put it under my bed. I'll go to the market town early tomorrow morning to exchange it for the reward..."

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"Pah! Cah!"

Fan Ming woke up from his sleep. He heard unusual noises coming from the yard, like the sound of gravel rolling down the fence.

"A wild cat in the village?"

Although he guessed this, Fan Ming still felt uneasy in his heart.

So he gently got up and got out of bed, came to the paper window, and gently opened a gap.

In the yard, a figure can be vaguely seen!

Fan Ming was immediately shocked.

There is a thief! Or a thief who broke into the house!

After realizing that the situation was not good, his brain began to work rapidly.

There are only two people in the family now, and Fan Li has no fighting ability.

If this thief is a martial arts practitioner, and even defeats him to death, Fan Ming may have difficulty protecting Fan Li's Zhou Quan.

You can’t fight head-on, you can only outwit!

For a moment, Fan Ming had already made a decision. He could not let the thief enter the house, he must retreat when he faced difficulties!

Fan Ming squatted under the window and took a deep breath.

Then he quickly opened the window, became angry and shouted out of the yard with all his strength.

"There is a thief!"

Although he couldn't see the thief's face clearly, Fan Ming clearly saw his body tremble suddenly, and then he climbed over the wall without looking back.

After a while, in the neighbors, there were more than a dozen households closest to Fan Ming's house with kitchen knives, shovels, and brooms. A large group of people came outside the yard of Fan Ming's house.

I asked Fan Ming as soon as I saw him.

"Where's the thief?"

"The thief is so brave! He dares to enter our Fanjia Village to steal things. I'm afraid he's tired of living!"

"Brother Ming, don't be afraid, see if I don't break his legs with a shovel!"

Villagers who occasionally have conflicts on weekdays are surprisingly united when facing foreign enemies like thieves!

Fan Ming comforted Fan Li who was hiding behind him, and then hurried out to greet the villagers.

"The thief has been scared away by my voice just now, but I still want to thank you uncles and aunts!"

After saying that, Fan Ming bowed.

Fan Ming was a little surprised to be able to call so many people.

I have to say that giving away so much meat this afternoon was very effective. Even the villagers who had never spoken to Fan Ming in the past heard the news and came here.

After hearing Fan Ming's explanation, everyone expressed their understanding and did not blame Fan Ming for waking them up in the middle of the night, but said with concern.

"Brother Ming, don't be afraid next time you encounter a thief! Although Fan Yuan is no longer here, we are still your elders, so just shout louder!"

"That's right!"

Fan Ming quickly nodded his thanks.

Another uncle asked curiously: "What does the thief look like? Can you see clearly?"

Fan Ming shook his head and replied: "It was too dark at that time, and the little thief was not facing me, so I didn't see his face clearly."

After receiving a negative answer, everyone gradually dispersed.
Chapter completed!