After a while, Lu Han and Ying Lao arrived at the north side of the courtyard, where warriors practice martial arts.
If the area of the stone platform here is compared with the stone platform in front of the Tiandian Temple, it is basically the difference between an eagle and a chicken.
However, although the sparrow is small, it has all its internal organs. There are many heavy equipment on the stage here, such as stone locks, chains, and sandbags. There are only a few practitioners here, but there is not a slight difference from the number of spiritual students.
There is a huge mechanical clock under the stone platform. The clock is divided into twenty-four hours, each hour is sixty minutes.
There is also a wooden man alley next to it. The dozens of mechanical wooden men in the wooden man alley are all built by the top mechanical masters of the Yun Dynasty. It is very difficult to get through the wooden man alley. It is used to practice the method of close attack.
First choice.
In front of the stone platform is a classroom that is also much smaller than the Tiandian. On the black horizontal plaque under the eaves, there are two golden characters "Martial Hall" written on it.
Under the plaque, a middle-aged man wearing black brocade clothes stands aloof on the steps. His long flowing hair hangs straight down his shoulders, and there is no trace of emotion on his cold face.
"It's so cold."
The first impression this person brings to people is that they can only be described in these two words.
Ying Lao walked up to the middle-aged man in black and cupped his hands, saying: "Instructor Han Feng, my young master, came to your place to practice martial arts. I hope you can teach me well."
Han Feng raised his cold eyes, glanced at Lu Han, and said with some surprise: "Are you sure you're not in the wrong place?"
Lu Han raised his hands to Han Feng and said firmly: "I'm sure."
Everyone on the stone platform turned their heads and looked here. When they saw Lu Han, they were all shocked.
"Okay, then, get ready and wait for three hours." Han Feng stretched out his left hand and pointed at the stone platform.
Lu Han was speechless for a while. Three hours? Is that okay?
Upon seeing this, Ying Lao hurriedly said: "Isn't the assessment time only for an hour? Why give my young master three hours?"
Han Feng glanced at Mr. Ying, and then said coldly: "He is older, so the time will naturally take longer. After all, he was once a genius. There are still three thousand nails in the broken ship. Of course, the difficulty of the assessment will be increased. If this
If you can't do that, you can leave."
"Hmph, who said I can't do it? Mr. Ying, you can just watch from the sidelines." Lu Han saw Han Feng's indifferent expression, bit his lip, and immediately retorted.
After saying that, he quickly turned around, rushed to the stone platform, and took a non-standard horse step.
Ying Lao stood aside and watched helplessly. He knew the character of Han Feng next to him, and he was notoriously harsh in his treatment of students.
Seeing Lu Han standing on the stone platform, everyone on the stone platform was a little surprised. After all, he was a genius, and he would choose martial arts. It's incredible.
But after just sighing for a while, they started their own training!
"Teacher, teacher, can you say something?" Lu Han said.
"Little guy? What's wrong?" Ye Chen's slightly hoarse voice rang in Lu Han's heart.
"Didn't you say that just preparing the utensils is enough? How are you going to teach me?" Lu Han looked sideways at the utensils beside him and said.
"Well, aren't we teaching you now?"
"Ah? Does this count?" Lu Han asked in confusion after hearing Ye Chen's words.
"Nonsense, what you are training now is your will and physical strength." Ye Chen reprimanded.
"Oh" Lu Han responded helplessly.
As time passed by, the soreness and numbness from his legs became stronger and stronger. Later, every part of Lu Han's body began to feel sore and numb. Drops of sweat dripped from his forehead.
, even the figure began to shake a little.
"If you can't hold on, forget it, I won't force you."
When Lu Han heard this, he raised his head and looked at Han Feng, whose expression was still neither happy nor sad. How could he, who was stubborn and arrogant at heart, be willing to give in? He gritted his teeth and looked sideways at the clock. Only thirty minutes had passed.
The coolness of the morning gradually recedes, and the sunshine becomes more and more poisonous and hot.
Lu Han was sweating more and more, his body was shaking more and more, and his breathing was becoming rapid.
Is this your limit?
No! No! Hold on, you must hold on!
Just when Lu Han's whole body was sore and he was breathing rapidly and could no longer hold on, an extremely comfortable clear current suddenly appeared in Lu Han's Dantian area, slowly flowing through various parts of his body.
"Ying Lao, do you think he can persevere?" Han Feng looked at Lu Han who was shaking on the stage, and spat out a slightly emotional voice from his mouth.
He also didn't expect that the former genius could actually put aside his worth and persevere for the examination of martial arts.
"Definitely." Mr. Ying stared straight at Lu Han, who was shivering on the stage. For some reason, he had inexplicable confidence in the young man on the stage.
Suddenly, Ying Lao opened his eyes hard and said in a voiceless voice: "What's going on?"
Han Feng looked at Lu Han on the stage and his eyes suddenly widened. Lu Han, who had been trembling just now, actually closed his eyes at this time, his breathing gradually became more even, and his trembling legs gradually stopped shaking.
…
An extremely comfortable clear stream began to flow through every part of Lu Han's body. The sore muscles at this moment miraculously recovered. Lu Han felt that all the muscles in his body were scrambling to absorb this clear stream...
That's not all, because Lu Han also felt that his muscle strength had increased.
"Teacher, what's going on with this feeling?" Lu Han said excitedly.
"Haha, this is the effect of the bead you swallowed. Whenever you reach your physiological limit, a pure power will be sent out to repair your muscles. After the repair is completed, your state will be different.
Improved." Yechen replied.
"This feels great."
Feeling this comfortable feeling, Lu Han slowly closed his eyes, feeling the subtlety.
I don't know how much time passed before Lu Han slowly opened his eyes. At this time, his body felt indescribably relaxed. The numbness and soreness caused by walking for a long time had all disappeared, and his whole body felt as if he had been walking for a long time.
It’s like having the energy to be useful and never empty.
Lu Han looked sideways at the clock and saw that three hours had passed in a blink of an eye. The calmness on Han Feng's face disappeared and was replaced by a look of surprise. Not to mention Ying Lao, who was also surprised.
Face of surprise.
Withdrawing his hand and standing up, Lu Han took a deep breath of fresh air and sighed with satisfaction: "Comfortable!"
Everyone on the stone platform looked at Lu Han as if they were looking at a monster. During the first assessment, the longest among them was just over an hour. But he actually lasted for a full three hours?
Is he a monster?
Maybe it's because of his age. He was only seven or eight years old when we took the assessment, and the oldest was only ten years old. He is older, so he must be stronger. With this idea, everyone on the stage took a breath, otherwise
There is no reason to explain his perversion.
Lu Han waved his sleeves lightly and jumped down from the stone platform. He walked up to Han Feng and said with a calm expression: "Teacher Han Feng, can Lu Han pass the test?"
"You...how did you do that?"
Looking at Lu Han, who was full of energy and showed no signs of fatigue, Han Feng's eyes revealed a hint of surprise, and his deep voice contained a kind of tremor.
"Hold on." Lu Han's expression remained unchanged and he replied calmly.
Ying Lao looked at Lu Han in front of him, his shock gradually receded, and a smile appeared on his face. If you are not arrogant or impatient, you will definitely make a difference in the future.
Han Feng looked at Lu Han who had no expression on his face, and felt very satisfied in his heart.
"Chai Lie, come here." Han Feng raised his right hand and waved towards the stage.
On the stage, a muscular young man wearing a black shirt jumped down from the stone platform and ran over quickly. Finally, he stood side by side with Lu Han and raised his hand to Han Feng on the steps: "Teacher Han Feng."
"Chai Lie, go take him to change into training clothes." Han Feng said to Chai Lie, then turned to Lu Han and said, "Lu Han has had lunch and come here to see me again."
"Yes." Lu Han responded to Han Feng, turned to look at Mr. Ying and said, "It's getting late, Mr. Ying. You should go back to eat first. I don't have to worry about you.
"This..." Hearing Lu Han's words, Mr. Ying frowned. Lu Lin ordered him to accompany Lu Han personally, but Lu Han's request made him a little confused.
Seeing Ying Lao's appearance at this time, Lu Han didn't want Ying Lao to be in trouble, and then said softly: "Ying Lao, when you go back, tell your father that I am such an adult and no setbacks can defeat me. There is no need to trouble you to always follow me.
, let him rest assured."
Ying Lao relaxed his brows, smiled and said softly: "Okay, Xiaohan, I'll go back now."
After saying that, Ying Lao turned around and cupped his hands to Han Feng, then turned around and left. After a while, Ying Lao's figure disappeared from Lu Han's sight.
"Lu Han, let's go." Chai Lie patted Lu Han's shoulder beside him and said naively.
"Um"
Lu Han turned around and looked at Chai Lie, who was about the same age as himself, and felt quite fond of him.
Chai Lie led the way and brought Lu Han into the palace.
Han Feng looked at Lu Han's back, and an unnoticed smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You have good perseverance."
After muttering, a breeze passed by, blowing up a strand of long hair in front of Han Biao. Ying Lao unexpectedly appeared in front of Han Biao again.
"I didn't expect you to laugh too." Ying Lao said.
"Haha, I knew you wouldn't leave." Han Feng said softly.
"The general attaches great importance to Xiaohan's safety at this stage and ordered me to protect him personally. How dare I leave? Since he doesn't like me, an old man, to follow him, then I have no choice but to protect him secretly..." Yinglao said in a low voice.