If the development of that day brought Zhan Feihong a great surprise, then now, it can be called a shock.

After a month of training, the thickness of the golden ripples has covered half of the fist. And the effect of the punch is comparable to the punch power of the uncle and the second uncle in the agility stage, reaching a full three thousand.

About kilograms.

At the same time, there was one more spiritual pattern that had not been improved for a long time. Now Zhan Feihong has entered the realm of five-line spiritual enlightenment.

But these were not what surprised him the most. The most striking thing was that at noon yesterday, there was suddenly an extra star on the head.

Zhan Feihong stared blankly for more than half an hour before slowly waking up. He turned the five stars over and observed them countless times, and finally realized that the little guy was a little bigger than before, and it was already beyond his palm.

What is the concept of six stars?

After confirming that what he saw was true, Zhan Feihong fell into deep thought again.

It took Grandpa a full sixty years to cultivate a four-star child before he succeeded. But for the five-star child, the parents did not know how terrifying the forces they had provoked. As a result, the two of them had been missing for more than six years and had never seen their biological son again.

Then these six stars...

Zhan Feihong's thoughts suddenly stopped. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He rushed out of the room and looked for Qi Mo everywhere, trying to cover up the fact that he was promoted to five stars.

Fortunately, since Wu Xing became his natal spirit beast, not many people came to check it out in a few months, so he was not very familiar with its appearance. Zhan Feihong worked hard all afternoon, thinking that others could not see the flaws, so he took the time to

The more you lift it up, the easier it will be to relax your mind.

Afterwards, he thought about reporting this matter to his uncle, who was the head of the family. After all, it was a small matter for him to improve his abilities, but a big deal for the promotion of spiritual beasts. But when he thought about it, the six-star arrival was really weird, and those who usually

The faces of those relatives and clansmen there...don't they make them even more jealous?

No matter how good the five-star is, it can only be used by oneself. Telling this matter makes them feel that they are showing off, so why bother. Zhan Feihong finally buried this secret in his heart, and then pondered the clues to the five-star promotion.

He definitely doesn't believe that Five Stars are promoted naturally. According to the ordinary food rationed by the family, it may take hundreds of years to advance to Six Stars. And Five Stars has only been six years old, unless it ate something secretly.

Genius and treasure, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible.

In the final analysis, this promotion is still related to adventure.

In this way, Zhan Feihong couldn't help but think that if he changed to another spiritual beast to practice, would he be promoted in a short time like the five-star one?

As soon as he thought, his eyes lit up. This is not a small thing. You must know that the spiritual beast star level of a family directly affects the cultivation speed of the spiritual cultivators in the family. The reason why the Zhan family can be in a hundred radius

They became one of the three great families because their gold-eating ants grew quickly and had a high chance of promotion.

If Zhan Feihong's ability is real, it will quickly bring the entire family to a new level, breaking out of this small area of ​​a hundred miles around and reaching the entire world.

He was excited for a while before he calmed down. But then, he noticed various hidden dangers. The young man who has experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships knows very well the feeling of harboring hidden treasures. If the family rises rapidly in a short period of time,

Not to mention the six main sects, the three evil sects will definitely come to investigate and covet him.

The combined population of all the people in my family, big and small, is less than one percent of his followers. What will he do to protect his family then?

Zhan Feihong felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, and his mind suddenly became clear. In any case, the first thing to do now is to test the authenticity of this ability several times to confirm it.

He decided to go to the family's breeding farm and take some gold-eating ants that had not yet bloomed for experiments. Only this kind of spiritual beast that had not yet bloomed, the family did not keep track of its number.

...

"Hey, cousin, why do you have time to come here?" Zhan Feihong came all the way to the breeding farm behind the mansion, only to find his cousin Zhan Mang gathering at the door with several playmates of the same generation, not knowing what to do.

He originally wanted to bypass it and go in through the back door, but he didn't expect that Zhan Mang's sharp eyesight would spot him from afar.

Looking at the joking smiles on the faces of several children, Zhan Feihong knew that trouble was coming again. "I'm tired of practicing, I'm going to come out for some fresh air." He said and wanted to walk through the door directly.

"Tired of practicing? I wonder how many lines of spirit my cousin has now. Isn't he still the fourth line of spirit?" Zhan Mang saw Zhan Feihong was about to leave, winked at his playmates, and blocked the door.

"Six Patterns Lingmeng dares to say that he is tired of practicing. How shameless!" Another child said.

"There is no way, who told him to practice only four lines? I'm afraid he will never have the chance to improve his lines in this life!" The third child snorted.

"I'm ashamed of you for using a five-star natal spirit beast!" Finally, the child laughed wildly.

When Zhan Feihong listened to the four boys singing in harmony, he did not feel as uncomfortable as before, but felt very funny.

Although he has not tried it, with his current ability, one move should be enough to deal with his cousin Zhan Mang, the most powerful among the four. Besides, with a punch power of three thousand kilograms, he can now punch five punches a day.

For an opponent that he can easily defeat, no matter how loud he screams, it is just a show of rhetoric.

"Get out of the way, I want to go in." Zhan Feihong looked at the four door gods and said leisurely.

"If you want to go in, you can!" Zhan Mang raised his eyebrows when he heard Zhan Feihong's words, "Try a few tricks with me, and I'll let you in!"

Before he finished speaking, a fist hidden in his sleeve had already reached Zhan Mang's chest. He was feeling proud, and just about to say a few more words, suddenly a strong force came from his abdomen, and the feeling of suffocation suddenly entered his consciousness.

Then the whole person flew out with a "whoop".

"Telling you to get out of the way."

Zhan Feihong threw back his arm and strode in through the space vacated by Zhan Mang.

The smiles on the faces of the three children on both sides froze. They watched in stunned silence as Zhan Feihong walked into the breeding farm step by step. No one dared to stop him.

"You...you guys are just looking at shit, and you haven't helped me up..." Until Zhan Feihong's figure disappeared, the three people didn't react at all, and finally flew away.

The bright light awakened them.

"I, did I read it right just now? That loser punched you away?" The boy who was the first to react asked still in disbelief.

"I saw it too."

"I also......."

The three children looked at each other and turned to Zhan Mang, who was lying on the ground, as if they wanted to wait for the person involved to give a positive answer.

"Stop talking nonsense, help me up first!" Zhan Mang glared at them despite the pain in his stomach, and shouted while twisting his body.

The three children then stepped forward and walked over, slowly lifting Zhan Mang up. "Are you okay?" one of the children asked in a trembling voice.

When Zhan Mang heard this, he felt very angry. He patted the dirt on his clothes casually, raised his face and hummed to his playmates: "He can't hurt me!" But this time he puffed up his chest and felt pain in his abdomen.

It came again, and his expression couldn't help but become distorted.

You still call it okay, brother, I really admire you. The three children looked at Zhan Mang's virtue and thought about it, but they didn't have the ability to knock him away with one punch, so they could only nod and flatter him: "Yes, that boy

He must have used some strange trick, it’s just an empty trick, it can’t hurt Brother Meng!”

"That's right, what kind of strength is Brother Mang? The Seven Marks Spiritual Meng is three levels higher than him. How could he lose? It must be that boy playing dirty tricks!"

"You take action without saying a word. I've never seen anything so despicable!"

The three of them flattered each other one after another, which made Zhan Mang feel a little better. "That's right, that kid is just playing dirty tricks! You three, remember, today's punch was when I was not prepared."

The bottom is next to the top, so it doesn’t count as me losing to him, you hear me!”

"Of course, Brother Mang!"

After hearing the answers from the three people, Zhan Mang nodded. After years of success, he could not accept the situation of being beaten today, and he could not afford to embarrass this person, so he decided to conceal the facts. "It's good to know, who dares to gossip with others?"

Damn it, I can't beat him to death!" He waved his fist symbolically.

...

Zhan Feihong silently walked towards the sporadic breeding room. He glanced at his right hand secretly and couldn't help laughing. Although he just strode away pretending to be calm and calm, in fact, his heart was already turned upside down.

In the past four years, the young man has never won in the competition with his cousin. He has to receive one or two punches every time, and the strength of Qianjun Fist cannot be improved by just a few hours of rest.

Therefore, facing Zhan Mang's provocation this time, he took action. First, to prove whether his improved boxing power in the past month was effective in actual combat. Second, to give his cousin a small warning and let him

Save yourself the trouble in the future.

In fact, that punch cannot be considered as "hitting" Zhan Mang's body. It should belong to the "pushing" type of technique. If it were really used, with his three thousand kilograms of strength that is incomparably different from his father's generation, the little seven

Wen Lingmeng might have died long ago.

Even so, the result was still beyond Zhan Feihong's imagination. Seeing his cousin fly back a full three feet before landing, his heart couldn't help but lift.

But after four years of mental training, the young man did not open his mouth and scream in shock. He still pretended to be calm and continued what he should do. But his heart was hanging until he heard Zhan Mang's shouting from behind him.

, and then gradually let go.
Chapter completed!