Wu Wenhou Mansion.

In Hong Yi's small courtyard, the doors and windows of the house are closed.

In the dark and narrow room, Hong Yi practiced a set of boxing techniques in a small space.

It was said to be a boxing technique, but he had a strange posture.

Spread your legs, lower your waist and bend your knees, as if you are sitting on a horse.

The back is slightly bent and the arms are spread wide.

On the half-naked upper body, you can see that the muscles of the body, large and small, are tense and trembling at a very small and fast frequency.

In particular, a spine on the back protruded high, rising and falling slightly amidst the sharp tremors of the muscles throughout the body.

The whole person is also ups and downs, as if sitting on a galloping horse.

Seemingly normal, Hong Yi had only been swinging for a short time before he was already sweating profusely, as if he had just come out of the water.

There were streams of hot white steam steaming up from the top of the head, shoulders, and back.

In just a short moment, Hong Yi felt exhausted.

But even though he felt a sharp pain that was splitting his flesh and blood, he still endured it.

Move your arms slowly.

The left hand is forward and the right hand is backward.

It's like holding an invisible bow.

Move your arms forward and back, slowly pulling out the invisible bowstring.

"Buzzing..."

"Crunch..."

As he moved his arms, it was really like drawing a bow, and he heard waves of sounds like the strings of a bow vibrating and the bow vibrating.

Hong Yi knew that it was the sound of muscles in his body.

Waves of excruciating pain hit him all over his body. Hong Yi endured it and kept his bowed posture.

The lower back continues to bend backwards, and the entire spine gradually bends like a bow.

"Gurgling..."

"Quack..."

After a while, there was another sound like water flowing in my body.

There was a violent ups and downs in the chest and abdomen, and there was a croaking sound, like a frog croaking.

Hong Yi's eyes widened suddenly, and he suppressed a low cry: "Drink!"

The spine that had been bent like a bow suddenly rebounded, and his right fist broke through the void like an arrow, making bursts of screaming sounds and bringing up streaks of hot white air.

"Snapped!"

A few feet away, a thick wooden board that he stood in the corner of the wall suddenly exploded and scattered as if it had been hit by a giant arrow.

Before the force was exhausted, fragments were scattered everywhere, directly inserted into the surrounding walls, beds, cabinets, etc.

"call--!"

Hong Yi stopped his posture and stood upright, exhaling a long breath of white breath, which was condensed but not dispersed, and shot out three feet away like an arrow.

"It is truly a masterpiece of Confucianism."

Hong Yi looked at the broken wood pieces around him and exclaimed.

This is a wooden board that he specially found to test its strength. It is not an ordinary wooden board, but an iron-sink wood that is famous for its toughness.

This kind of wood, after being brewed, can be used to make weapons, which are as sharp and strong as gold and iron.

Now, it was broken into pieces by his punch from a few feet away.

You must know that he has only practiced the five techniques of shooting thieves for only a month, and he has such power.

Moreover, what he just practiced was only the body-refining method among the five techniques of shooting thieves, not the real enemy-killing fist.

Hong Yi felt the changes in his body carefully.

Previously, he had practiced another body-training boxing technique that was considered one of the best in the world, the Ox Demon Powerful Fist of Daizen Temple.

It was also given to him by Bai Ziyue.

This Bull Demon Powerful Fist is indeed worthy of the secret body-refining method of the Great Zen Temple and is pursued by people all over the world.

It is indeed extremely clever in exercising muscles and skin membranes.

However, if compared with the Confucian art of "Five Methods of Shooting Thieves", it has many shortcomings.

In terms of purity, the two are equal.

But it's not as good as it is.

Hong Yi believes that the human body is a whole, and one move affects the whole body.

Naturally, this martial arts training cannot be left alone.

Just like the Five Methods of Shooting Thieves, which takes care of all the five essences of the human body, it is the majestic and righteous way, the great road.

As for the Bull Demon Powerful Fist, some of it is taken to the extreme, which is a bit unsightly.

"Now, I am finally no longer a helpless scholar."

"Although it is still far from what Confucianism calls an internal sage and an external king, he can still be regarded as a gentleman who cultivates both internal and external skills, right?"

Hong Yi felt the strong and abundant blood in his body and sighed happily to himself.

"I wonder what the six arts of a gentleman are like? It would be great if I could learn them all."

At this time, Hong Yi had already developed a yearning for Confucianism.

He deeply feels that his way as a gentleman is what he wants and what his nature is, and that is the path he wants to take.

"It is said in the martial arts and Taoist scriptures that you must cultivate both your life and your body. The body is the boat, and the soul is the person who is steering the boat. The stronger the hull, the safer it is for the person steering the boat."

"On the contrary, the more stable and skilled the boat operator is, the better he can control the boat."

"The two complement each other and cannot exist without the other."

"Even Confucianism pays attention to the internal sage and the external king. It also has the method of reading to clarify one's ambitions, cultivating awe-inspiring righteousness, cultivating pure and majestic thoughts, knowing them from the gods, and becoming a saint with just one thought."

"Although it takes a different path from Taoist Yin Shen, they have the same goal. By chance, I became the God of Thoughts, so I can't slack off."

Hong Yi's eyes showed firmness, and he reached out and took a bottle of medicinal wine from the table next to him.

This was made in the same way that he and Bai Ziyue drank and socialized, and gave it to him when they were leaving.

It's called Suhexiang wine.

It can strengthen the body, regulate blood and internal organs, and recover hidden minor injuries.

It is an excellent medicinal material for practicing martial arts and building the foundation.

"It's a pity. If I could get Confucianism's Haoqi Pill and Junzi Jade, it would be more effective and more suitable for me."

Hong Yi had a look of regret on his face.

It is rumored that the Hao Qi Pill was a magical elixir refined by the Confucian sect Ya Shenggong in order to train sword-wielding Confucian scholars. It can strengthen the body and nourish the inner Qi, which is very miraculous.

On the market, everyone from warriors and soldiers to princes and dignitaries flocks to it like a duck, and it is difficult to find a single pill.

That gentleman's jade is even more precious.

It can nourish the spirit and protect the soul, and is of great help in cultivating awe-inspiring energy, cultivating the thoughts of gods, and even cultivating Taoism and Yin Shen.

Even ordinary people who do not cultivate the soul can avoid all kinds of diseases and ward off evil spirits if they wear it all year round.

It's just that these two things are treasures in Confucianism.

Even Confucian students need to perform outstandingly or even win in the monthly Hongmen Taipei Competition in order to receive rewards.

Hong Yi's eyes flickered.

There was a ban in the Hou Mansion, but after seeing Hong Xuanji's attitude toward him that day, Hong Yi's last illusion about his father was disillusioned.

As a father, since he is so unkind to his own son, why should he abide by that unreasonable prohibition?

As soon as he finds an opportunity, he will go to Na Hongmen Taibian.

I think Hong Yi also studied hard for ten years in a cold window.

He is talented and knowledgeable, and considers himself no worse than those so-called Confucian students.

Hong Yi was thinking while wiping the wine.

After applying it all over your body, you will feel warm and yang-yang all over your body.

The fatigue caused by the extreme pain in the muscles, bones, skin and flesh that I just practiced has also disappeared.

Hong Yicai sat in front of the case with a relaxed look.
To be continued...