The huge roar shook the mountains and forests, and Fang Zhong stood under the waterfall, whistling to the sky, his excitement was beyond words.
After a long time, the sound subsided. Fang Chong's body moved and rushed out of the waterfall like a spirit cat. He directly passed the waterfall more than ten meters wide and landed on the rock next to the waterfall.
"Hu, I finally succeeded. The efforts of the past six months have not been in vain." Fang Chong breathed out and was in a good mood.
For half a year, he practiced under this waterfall.
Today, he finally succeeded. He was not afraid of the strong current of the waterfall, and could even walk through it casually, with no slow speed at all.
In fact, Junzhong had already been able to move easily and freely under the waterfall a month ago. However, he was not satisfied, but instead put more than 300 kilograms of heavy armor on his body, returned to the rocks below the waterfall, and endured the baptism of the waterfall.
With more than 300 kilograms of weight out of thin air, he naturally could not be more relaxed and comfortable.
At the beginning, Fang Chong was rushed into the waterfall, then got up, and continued, once, twice, three times...
It was not until hundreds of failures that he returned to the rocks, and began to clamor with the waterfall, repeating the last difficult journey.
After a month, Fang Chong succeeded. Even wearing heavy armor, he could still move freely under the waterfall. On this day, he found that his power had reached a thousand pounds, which was the level of a third-rate warrior.
Now, he is also considered a third-rate warrior!
As the sun sets, Fang Chong calms down excitedly, looks at the horizon and smiles: "Well, the time is almost over, it's time to go home."
The Fang family's yard was still as dilapidated as before, but it was cleaned up very quickly.
Fang Chong's cultivation level broke through and his mood was open. He pushed open the door and walked in. He didn't react all of a sudden until he arrived in the yard - something was wrong at home today!
"Hey, even Xiaoyu is not here. Usually she is waiting for me to come back at the door." Fang Chong was a little confused and his ears moved, "Well, there are voices, and there are more than two. Could it be that someone came to the family? It's not right, our family has no relatives or something."
"Don't you care about it, just go in." Fang Chong walked into the yard, pushed open the door, swept the room, and was stunned.
In the room, Fang Zongqing's figure appeared in front of Fang Chong, showing a kind smile. Compared to half a year ago, Fang Zongqing became more burly. His muscles were kneaded, like steel. From the place where his arms and sleeves were exposed, it was definitely a terrible explosive power inside.
"Zhong'er." Fang Zongqing waved with a smile, "Come on, let dad see if you haven't seen you taller in half a year."
"Dad." Fang Chong felt his eyes wet. After all, the father and son hadn't seen each other for half a year. At this time, he felt happy and warm when he saw nature.
The Fang family was having a happy mood. Lan family prepared a table of good dishes, including wine and meat. This is not common in the Fang family. The income of the iron shop is limited. Usually, they cannot be so big and luxurious. It usually takes several days to eat meat.
In the room, Fang Chong and Fang Zongqing sat together, Lan Shi and Lan Yu were on the other side, and the family of four talked and laughed, simple but very warm.
"Dad, why are you back? Have you practiced those three secret books successfully?" Fang Chong poured Fang Zongqing a glass of wine and asked with a smile.
"Successful cultivation? How can it be so fast?" Fang Zongqing smiled and said, "I have only achieved some small success. That is the innate secret book. To successfully practice the three innate secret book, it is not a matter of one day or one night. No half a year is enough."
"Oh, so that's how it is."
"Don't be disappointed either." Seeing Fang Chong's disappointed look, Fang Zongqing laughed: "Although I haven't successfully practiced all three secret books, I have already had some experience in "Hunyuan Jin" and "Ba Langquan". It's a small success. At least my strength has been improved a lot."
In half a year, the small achievements of "Hunyuan Jin" and "Ba Langquan" were only small achievements, but also benefited Fang Zongqing a lot.
After all, these are two innate secret books. If you practice to the peak, you will be a innate master. Naturally, the small-success realm will not be too bad.
Fang Chong finally laughed when he heard his father say this, and he knew it in his heart, saying, "Dad, have you not practiced "Flowing Cloud Steps" yet? Well, that's fine. Cultivation is not a matter of overnight. Picking up important practices first is also a good way."
Speaking of this, Fang Zhong was curious and couldn't help asking: "Dad, you said that your cultivation has greatly improved. So what level has you reached now? You shouldn't have entered the realm of a first-class warrior?"
A first-class warrior, that is the peak among acquired warriors. If his father has the strength of a first-class warrior, it should be easy to deal with the person behind Li Hao. At that time... Fang Chong thought so and stared at Fang Zongqing with eager eyes.
"First-class warrior? You really dare to think about it." Fang Zongqing knocked Fang Chong and smiled: "Do you think first-class warriors are so valuable. The gap between first-class warriors and second-class warriors has doubled. That is not something that can be done with innate secrets alone."
"And half a year is too short. It is already a blessing to be able to reach the peak level of second-rate warriors now. If you want to directly break from second-rate warriors to first-rate warriors, your father, I don't have the talent." Fang Zongqing's eyes suddenly dimmed. It was probably because he mentioned the word "talent", which made him think of Fang Chong's dantian being destroyed.
"Dad, it's okay. Since the innate secrets are already in your hands, it's only a matter of time before we reach the level of a first-class warrior, and it's not impossible to even the innate realm." Fang Chong hurriedly comforted.
In fact, Fang Chong also understood that it is not that easy to go from a second-rate warrior to a first-rate warrior.
Simply put, the standard for a second-rate warrior is to lift 5,000 pounds of strength, but the standard for a first-rate warrior is to lift 10,000 pounds of strength, which is twice the difference between the middle. This is much more difficult than going from a third-rate warrior to a second-rate warrior. The higher the practice, the harder it is to break through.
Although Fang Chong was only fourteen years old, Fang Zongqing did not treat him as a child. He did not stop him from drinking. Instead, he cried and drank with Fang Chong.
One of the father and son is strong and the other is strong. For a while, they are drinking and cupping, and they are always playing games. They are actually playing games.
After drinking and eating, Lan took Fang Yu to clean up the table and went to the kitchen.
Fang Chong and Fang Zongqing came to the yard. The two stood under the bright moon, facing each other a distance of ten meters.
"Zhong'er, dad is the peak cultivation level of a second-rate warrior, you have to be careful." Fang Zongqing's body shook, and his arms suddenly became bright red, as if flames were burning.
"Dad, don't be careless. I haven't been lazy in the past six months of your progress. Just wait and see, it will definitely surprise you." Fang Chong smiled slightly and took off his shirt.
Suddenly, the dark heavy armor was revealed, and the deep depths gave people a heavy feeling under the moonlight. Judging from Fang Zongqing's eyes that he had been dealing with Black Iron all year round, he could instantly clearly judge the weight, and he couldn't help but be surprised.
"Zhong'er, you are wearing more than 300 kilograms of heavy armor. I didn't see it just now." Fang Zongqing was extremely surprised. He didn't notice that Fang Chong's movements and steps were awkward. It seemed that more than 300 kilograms of things hung on him.
Now, Fang Zongqing couldn't help but pay attention.
You should know that if you have to hang a heavy armor of more than 300 kilograms on your body without any impact, the power of the square weight will definitely exceed 500 kilograms.
After taking off the heavy armor, Fang Chong felt much lighter in an instant, as if he was about to be in a state of ecstasy.
At this time, he had no doubt that once his speed was used, he might not be able to catch up with it even if ordinary second-rate warriors were able to use it.
After all, second-rate warriors can lift five thousand pounds, but not all of them are speed-type. Just like some strong and obese people, their strength may be extremely powerful, but speed is a natural weakness. Even second-rate warriors may not be as good as third-rate warriors who are good at speed.
brush!
Without any signs, Fang Chong suddenly took action, leaving a phantom in the air, and in an instant it had appeared in front of Fang Zongqing.
Break boxing!
The fist is as sharp as a force, and Xingyiquan Bengquan is known for its explosive power, with the power of collapsed mountains and gravels. At this moment, with the explosion of Fang Zhong's powerful force, a sharp explosion of air suddenly formed, and it bombarded Fang Zongqing's chest. Before the fist could reach its strength, it had already burst out.
"It's good." Fang Zongqing shouted softly, his body did not move at all, but just moved his internal energy to his chest. He wanted to try how powerful Fang Chong had.
With a loud bang, the two of them retreated at the same time.
At this moment, Fang Zongqing was even more surprised. Fang Chong's punch just now had almost a thousand pounds of power, much stronger than he expected.
Compared to power, what surprised him even more was Fang Zhong's speed. That speed had completely surpassed the realm of third-rate warriors, and even some second-rate warriors could not compare. It can be said that if you only compare speed, Fang Zhong was no longer inferior to second-rate warriors.
Fang Zongqing was surprised, Fang Chong was also surprised. He did not expect that the defense at the peak of the second-rate warrior was so powerful. His power of the third-rate warrior, coupled with his rapid speed, and the sharpness of Xingyiquan Bengquan, still failed to break Fang Zongqing's defense!
"Come again!"
After a brief pause, Fang Chong and Fang Zongqing moved again.
This time, both of them turned into phantoms and quickly dodged and shuttled within a radius of ten meters. The fierce attacks came one after another, colliding with huge sounds.
Xingyiquan, grasping hand, Tai Chi Liangyi Step, Dali Vajra Finger...
In Fang Chong's hands, various ancient martial arts emerged one after another, like lanterns. After half an hour, he did not have any repetitive moves, which made Fang Zongqing very depressed.
Although his strength is above Fang Chong, it is impossible to take serious measures against his son, and then Fang Chong's speed and endless martial arts are really a headache for him. As soon as he got familiar with Fang Chong's moves, he immediately changed one another, and became even stronger.