Beijing.

Bailudong Academy.

Luo Xingchen looked at the shirtless Xu Guanghui, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

Feng Meiyu, who was squatting next to him, was even more stunned.

"Didn't we agree to visit the academy? Why are you here?" Feng Meiyu did not dare to speak loudly, but lowered her voice and asked in a low voice.

"Ask Master Xu about this." Luo Xingchen glanced at Xu Guanghui, who had his back to the two of them.

"No, Brother Chen, I don't want to know anymore." Feng Meiyu lowered her eyebrows and looked a little depressed.

Luo Xingchen didn't know why. When he started eating, he agreed to go to the academy after eating...

But just after eating, Xu Guanghui appeared.

Xu Guanghui sent away his senior brother Ren Qingyuan and took them to a nearby square.

Without saying a word, he took off his upper body clothes and showed off the muscles on his arms, chest, abdomen... from the front, back, side, and from different directions.

Not to mention, these muscles are really plump, and they look strong and powerful.

"Do you see clearly?" Xu Guanghui's voice was like thunder. He turned around and looked at Luo Xingchen and Feng Meiyu with his copper bell-like eyes.

At this time, Luo Xingchen and Feng Meiyu had already stood up straight and assumed a very serious attitude.

"See clearly." They both replied together.

"Okay, muscles are strength and energy. If you train your muscles well and your body's physical fitness, you will be energetic and tireless when you study." Xu Guanghui shouted loudly.

"You guys watch out, I'm going to show you all the boxing skills, the Xu Family Boxing passed down from the ancestors of my Xu family."

"drink!"

"ha!"

After Xu Guanghui said this, he got into a stance and began to punch all the way.

Luo Xingchen has been practicing martial arts with Grandpa Wu Wang since he was a child, so he is no stranger to this boxing technique. When he saw Xu Guanghui's boxing skills, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

This boxing technique has a very good taste and inherent power. It is not only strong on the outside, but also contains layers of internal strength.

From this boxing technique, it can be seen that Xu Guanghui is a martial arts master, not just an empty frame who only trains muscles.

"How is it? Is this boxing strong?" After all the boxing, Xu Guanghui was not tired at all. On the contrary, he was full of energy and energetic.

"Qiang, Master Xu is really amazing." Luo Xingchen expressed his praise without hesitation.

Feng Meiyu next to her hesitated and said nothing.

Such a comparison made Xu Guanghui secretly appreciate Luo Xingchen even more.

"In the past few years, our Bailudong Academy has been provoked more than once. Those malicious warriors and gang members were all dispatched by me."

"Of course, practicing boxing and building muscles cannot be accomplished in a day. I will teach you the basic skills first. When the dean and others come back tomorrow, they will make arrangements for your studies."

Xu Guanghui laughed a few times and began to teach Luo Xingchen and Feng Meiyu some basic pile skills.

"Young man Luo's basic skills should be more solid. Let's build a foundation for practicing at a young age!"

"Young man Feng, your body is so bad! You can't practice the same as Mr. Luo. You have to start with the most basic movement and static skills, and then use my homemade Peiyuan Gubenwan to adjust your breath."

Xu Guanghui explained everything clearly and thoroughly.

In this way, Luo Xingchen clearly felt that Xu Guanghui's martial arts was no better than those of Zi Yan and Xing Yue, but his teaching methods were much better than those of Zi Yan and others. They were simply not on the same level.

Until night fell.

Luo Xingchen and Feng Meiyu finally had dinner and entered the room to rest.

Feng Meiyu collapsed on the bed, panting like a fish out of water.

At this moment, he really had the urge to leave Bailudong Academy and go home.

He missed the delicious food at home, missed plum branches... and even missed the people he hated in the past.

At least, no one at home would torture him like this.

However, at least he couldn't leave on his own. His family had given him countless warnings, telling him that he must persevere at Bailudong Academy.

Even if he goes back, he will definitely be sent back.

Forget it, wipe your tears and endure it.

Luo Xingchen sat at the desk. He opened a book and read it carefully. Although his arms and legs were sore now, he still insisted on reviewing the book.

Outside the house, in the opposite corner, looking at the lighted room, Xu Guanghui touched the beard on his chin and nodded with satisfaction.

"This kid Luo Xingchen has a good heart. General Luo gave birth to a good son."

"That guy Feng Meiyu has a good character, but his physical strength, toughness, and perseverance are far from enough. We still need to start working on the basics."

Observing secretly in order to optimally guide his studies is exactly what Xu Guanghui wants to do.

However, none of this was known to Luo Xingchen and Feng Meiyu.

In the early morning of the next day, Feng Meiyu suddenly heard a loud noise in her ears, as if someone was beating a gong.

Immediately, his body was lifted out of the bed.

He finally opened his eyes.

A wave of anger surged up, and he opened his mouth to curse. However, when he saw a pair of copper bell-like eyes facing him, his whole body felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, and all the anger was gone.

Gone.

"Don't you know how long it is? Get up quickly and give you a stick of incense. If you can't make it to the canteen, don't eat today!" The deafening roar, accompanied by spittle flying everywhere, made Feng Meiyu shudder violently.

There was a thrill, and the body began to move instinctively.

When he rushed to the dining hall as quickly as possible and out of breath, what he saw was the figures of Luo Xingchen and senior brother Ren Qingyuan who were about to leave.

"Junior brother, there is some left for you on the table. Hurry up and eat. We will wait for the dean and others to come back later. We still have homework to do."

Luo Xingchen left a word and walked outside with his senior brother Ren Qingyuan.

Feng Meiyu took two steps and saw the breakfast left on the table.

There is half a steamed bun left, a small plate of pickles and cowpeas...

No more, that’s all.

How can I eat enough?

Feng Meiyu was stunned.

After being stunned for a moment, he quickly walked over, hoping to find Xu Guanghui, but no one was found in the front or in the kitchen.

The food ingredients were found in the kitchen, but what's the use!

He doesn't know how to cook, so no matter how good the ingredients are, it will be useless for him.

In the end, Feng Meiyu could only eat half of the steamed buns and a small plate of pickles with tears in her eyes.

As long as he could remember, he had never been so miserable.

It wasn't until he finished eating that Xu Guanghui's figure appeared outside the door.
Chapter completed!