Huang Feihong was guarding his bedside. When he saw him waking up, he stepped forward and said:

"A Dong, you wake up!"

Seeing that Han Dong was about to get up, he hurriedly stepped forward and held down Han Dong who was about to get up with his hands, and said:

"A Dong, you were injured by An Jin and need to be treated carefully. Lie down and don't move rashly!"

After Han Dong heard this, he lay down honestly.

"An Jin?"

Han Dong thought,

"Is this dark energy? It's so fucking exciting, so awesome!"

After Huang Feihong waited for Han Dong to lie down, he asked:

"A Dong, what did you do? How did you get hurt by the master of Anjin?"

Han Dong thought for a while, gathered some words, and said:

"Master, yesterday I met a master named Yan Zhendong outside. He said he wanted to challenge the master. The disciple thought that the master had something to do and the disciple would obey him, so he challenged him! Ahem..."

After coughing slightly, Han Dong continued:

"Originally, my fight with him was evenly matched, but I didn't expect that I was suddenly hit for some reason and my whole body became weak. Now I know it was An Jin!"

After listening to Han Dong's account, Huang Feihong said angrily:

"If someone challenges you to become a teacher, just ask him to come to see me. Why are you so reckless in challenging me? Although your physical strength is far better than ordinary people, you haven't even practiced Shun Jin well. How can you be the opponent of a master of An Jin?"

Hearing this, Han Dong thought of yesterday's battle and said excitedly:

"Master, I have developed Shunjin. You are right, Chinese martial arts must be practiced in battle. Although I lost in yesterday's competition, my Shunjin kung fu has improved greatly!"

Huang Feihong was stunned, and then said angrily:

"So what? You were beaten so hard that you couldn't get up?"

Han Dong was choked and speechless, and smiled coquettishly.

"wrong!"

Huang Feihong suddenly said:

"If you practice Shun Jin, you can explode twice as much power. With your talent, even a master of Dark Jin may not be your opponent. This Yan Zhendong is definitely not simple!"

"Of course it's not simple!"

Han Dong secretly said:

"This is Yan Zhendong, a master on the same level as you!"

After looking at Han Dong, Huang Feihong hesitated to speak. He wanted to ask more about Yan Zhendong's situation, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it and said to Han Dong:

"Let's not mention these things for now. You are recovering well now. If you have anything to say, we will talk about it after you are healed!"

After saying that, he couldn't help but say another sentence, saying:

"You are in great danger this time. If you are hit in the heart by a dark master, very few people can survive, even in the back!"

"I see where your back is injured. This person's An Jin has cultivated to a state of both strength and softness. If his strength is any stronger and his heart is broken, then even Daluo Jinxian won't be able to save you!"

"Don't act so recklessly again!"

Han Dong nodded, secretly shocked.

"The injury is so serious? But in this case, Yan Zhendong may still be merciful!"

Han Dong didn't expect that he and Yan Zhendong would be fine after hundreds of rounds of fierce fighting, but they were just hit, and the injuries were so serious that Huang Feihong actually said that he almost died!

"It seems that those thirty silver dollars have worked!"

After saying these words, Huang Feihong remained silent, checked Han Dong's body again, and asked him to lie on the bed to recuperate.

Han Dong felt a little tired after the conversation, so he lay on the bed and fell asleep soon.

Injured by An Jin, Han Dong's back looked fine, but in fact, all the flesh and blood deep inside were necrotic, all muscle fibers and nerves were broken, and one of his ribs was broken.

The heart was also shocked by An Jin's remaining power and suffered serious injuries.

Fortunately, Yan Zhendong probably really did not attack Han Dong's spine for the sake of the thirty silver dollars, and the dark energy did not penetrate into his heart.

Otherwise, Han Dongke would never go back to devour the starry sky world!

In the following days, Han Dong took medicine every day, and also received Huang Feihong's acupuncture treatment and massage therapy, once in the morning, noon and evening.

Fortunately, Han Dong's physique was different, and his recovery ability was much stronger than that of people in this world. Slowly, his injuries gradually improved.

After three days, I can walk on the ground, after five days, I can walk on my own, and after half a month, except that I can't do anything with others, everything else is almost fine.

Many senior brothers were also very enthusiastic in taking care of him. Lin Shirong even came to visit Han Dong every day during this period. Every time he came, he brought a lot of pork liver and lungs, saying that they were to replenish Han Dong's health.

It made Han Dong roll his eyes.

During this period, Huang Feihong was the busiest, insisting on acupuncture and massage three times a day, and using An Jin to carefully regulate each time. Even though his An Jin had already reached the state of yin and yang, he was not tired.

A month later, Han Dong finally fully recovered.

In the early morning, Huang Feihong stood on the steps of Baozhilin Courtyard. Nearby were Thirteenth Aunt, Lin Shirong, Yaca Su and Ling Yunkai.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the center of the courtyard.

Han Dong is practicing boxing in the courtyard.

After fully recovering, Huang Feihong was very interested in the details of the fight between Han Dong and Yan Zhendong. He repeatedly asked about the details, and then asked Han Dong to practice Tiger Walking Boxing in the yard.

When Han Dong was practicing boxing, his whole feeling was different from before.

In the past, he only practiced boxing step by step, and felt the energy in his body during boxing practice. The boxing method that has been systematically adjusted is perfect, allowing him to feel the energy in all parts of the body at all times, but that's it.

Now, as soon as he used the unfolding fist technique, Han Dong could unconsciously maintain the balance of the 'nodes' in his body at all times.

The boxing technique is still the same, the moves are still the same, there is no difference.

But when Han Dong was practicing boxing, he felt that he could control the strength and 'nodes' of his whole body with his heart, and he felt like he could do whatever he wanted with each move.

Half a set of Tiger and Crane Shuangxing Fist and a set of Tiger Walking Fist, in Han Dong's hands, he used them like flowing clouds and flowing water.

Not only that, Han Dong's "tiger power" is even stronger. He makes moves like a tiger descending from the mountain, and withdraws moves like a tiger lying soundly, giving people the feeling of always choosing people to devour!

Soon, the Eighteen-Style Tiger Walking Fist practice was completed, and Han Dong stopped and looked at Huang Feihong and others.

Lin Shirong and other disciples' eyes almost popped out of their heads.

Even Huang Feihong was shocked.

How can this be a strong and successful person?

No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a beginner who has only been practicing Chinese martial arts for a few months!

In terms of Huxingquan alone, even myself, the realm of boxing is not higher than that of this disciple!

As soon as Han Dong finished his boxing practice, Lin Shirong and others gathered around him, asking questions all over the place.

Lin Shirong had the loudest voice and said:

"Junior Brother Han, how do you practice? This boxing technique is simply amazing!"

Ling Yunkai on the side also said:

"Junior brother Han, your boxing skills are so good, both spiritual and physical, I'm scared just looking at them!"
Chapter completed!