Chapter 21: Red Maple Martial Hall

  Since the battle with Qing Shi Tai and Jiang brothers, Mu Feng's life returned to calmness.

  Mo Feng can be said to have made a name for himself in one battle, but his cultivation time and intensity have not decreased in the slightest. He knows the gap between himself and Jiang Yong, and in order to catch up with or even surpass the latter as soon as possible, he must seize every moment to cultivate.

  However, the Jiang brothers seemed to have no major movements. Since the competition at Qing Shi Tai, they had never looked for trouble with him again, and even the outsiders' provocations were rarely seen.

  Mo Feng also enjoyed the peace and quiet, focusing his mind and immersing himself in cultivation.

  "Wind, come with me to the Wu Guan tomorrow!" Mu Chengzhi said suddenly at dinner time.

  Mo Feng looked at Mo Cheng Zhi and asked in confusion: "What's going on at the Martial Arts Hall?"

  "Your cultivation speed is so fast, Master Meng said to ask you to introduce the cultivation secrets." Mu Chengzhi said with a smile.

  Mo Feng furrowed his brow, for the speed at which he cultivated was so fast precisely because of the existence of Xin Yan's Heart Flame, but this absolutely could not be spoken of.

  "What's wrong, Mu Feng?" Lin Hui noticed that Mu Feng's face was a bit unusual and asked with concern.

  "Oh, mother, I'm fine! It's just that I don't have any secrets, and tomorrow I'll go and see what happens." Murong Feng replied after a moment of hesitation.

  "Haha, Feng Er, you're too modest." A loud and clear laughter came from the courtyard.

  Upon hearing the sound, Mu Chengzhi and his family of three hastily went out to welcome them.

  "Meng big brother, how did you come?" Mu Chengzhi said with some surprise.

  A middle-aged man walked in from the entrance of the courtyard, with a straight figure and a straight waist. A knife scar several inches long on his left forehead added a few points to his ferocity. The newcomer was Meng Hu, the master of Hong Feng Martial Arts Hall.

  "What's wrong, aren't you welcome?" Meng Hu asked with a smile.

  "Come in, Meng. Please sit inside." Mu Chengzhi invited Meng Hu into the house.

  This Meng Guanzhu, although he looks ferocious and evil, is a straightforward and righteous person. He has always taken care of the Mu Chengzhi family without fail. His actual strength has reached the peak of the Huaqi realm's Great Perfection period. Relying solely on himself, he single-handedly established the Red Maple Martial Arts Hall in Red Maple Town, creating his own world.

  "Master Meng!" Mu Feng also greeted Meng Hu with a nod.

  "We're still having dinner, didn't disturb you guys, did we?" Meng Hu said with a smile as the four of them entered the hall.

  "Brother Meng, you're joking, have you eaten? If you don't mind, please sit down and have a bite," Mu Chengzhi said. He was still grateful to Meng Hu, if it weren't for him, he wouldn't be able to stand firm in Hongfeng Town.

  Lin Hui poured a cup of hot tea for Meng Hu and sat down beside him, quietly listening to their conversation.

  "Thank you, Zhìzhi little brother，I've eaten already，just passing by and thought I'd drop in to see how the wind is doing."

  Meng Hu used his large hand to pat Mu Feng's head, and indeed, as the outside world had said, Mu Feng had already reached the middle stage of the Refining Body Realm, but in his heart, he still felt extremely astonished.

  Three months ago, Mu Feng had yet to enter the ranks of martial artists, and he didn't expect that in just three short months, the young man before him would undergo such an astonishing transformation.

  Mo Feng raised his head and looked at Meng Hu, but just dryly laughed twice.

  "Wind, go to the martial arts hall tomorrow and teach those kids some cultivation secrets." Meng Hu patted Mu Feng's shoulder lightly and said with a smile.

  The scar on Meng Hu's face twisted with his smile, looking a bit frightening. This scar was left when he fought with others in Hong Feng Town, witnessing his history of struggle.

  "Master Meng, I really don't have any secrets, it's just that I've been practicing diligently at home." Murong said with some difficulty.

  "Then introduce how to practice hard!" Meng Hu didn't give Mu Feng a chance to refuse.

  Looking at Meng Hu's somewhat ferocious smile, Mu Feng finally nodded.

  "That's right!" Meng Hu smiled and then exchanged views with Mu Chengzhi on some matters of the Red Maple Martial Arts Hall before taking his leave.

  The next day, Mu Feng followed his father Mu Chengzhi to the Hong Feng Wu Guan.

  This was also his first time going to the Red Maple Martial Hall after crossing over. In his memories, most of the young men at the Red Maple Martial Hall didn't bully "Mufeng", but they looked down on him. There, he had not suffered a little from ridicule and cold eyes.

  Especially a young man named Han Xing, was even more hostile to "Mufeng", and "Mufeng" left the Hongfeng Martial Arts Hall and stayed in his own courtyard to practice because of this reason.

  Mo Feng followed Mo Cheng Zhi to the entrance of the Red Maple Martial Arts Hall. At the center of the hall's entrance hung a huge signboard, with the four large characters "Red Maple Martial Arts Hall" written on it. The font was bold and powerful, piercing through the wood, exuding an aura of dominance.

  At the entrance of the martial arts hall, two more guards in the Refining Body realm stood on either side. Seeing Mu Chengzhi, they saluted and said: "Master Mu!"

  Mù Chéng Zhì nodded and led Mù Fēng into the Red Maple Martial Hall.

  The Hong Feng Martial Arts Hall occupies a vast area of land, and also has a training ground that can accommodate nearly a hundred young people practicing at the same time. The only building in the town that can compare to the Hong Feng Martial Arts Hall is the Jiang family's mansion.

  Mo Chengzhi directly took Mo Feng to the training ground. On the training ground, Mo Feng saw nearly a hundred young men practicing their skills, and several martial artists were guiding them on the side. Among them was Yang Sheng, who looked somewhat similar to Yang Zhan, and was actually Yang Zhan's father.

  The young men in the training hall noticed someone approaching and turned their eyes towards Mu Chengzhi and his son.

  Yang Zhan caught a glimpse of Mu Feng behind Mu Chengzhi and winked at him. Mu Feng smiled back, responding to the gesture.

  "Isn't Mu Feng behind Mu Shi? What is he doing here?"

  "I heard he's incredibly strong now, even Jiang Meng was defeated by him."

  ……

  Some young men looked at Mu Feng behind Mu Chengzhi and whispered to each other. One of them, a boy with a gloomy face, looked at Mu Feng with disdain.

  "Haha, Feng Er, you're here." Meng Hu walked over from the other end of the training grounds.

  Meng Hu beckoned to the young men in the training arena: "All of you come over here."

  Nearly a hundred young people in the training ground immediately lined up and stood at attention, showing their usual rigorous training.

  However, most of the young men's faces showed a hint of reverence, obviously intimidated by Meng Zhuangzhu, who was as fierce as a demon. They must have suffered at his hands during their training in the Red Maple Martial Arts Academy.

  Meng Hu looked at the quick-acting young men and nodded in satisfaction.

  "I believe everyone has heard about the trial between Mu Feng and Jiang Meng a few days ago. Today, I've gathered you all here mainly to let you learn from Mu Feng's cultivation experience..." Meng Hu said simply before pulling Mu Feng in front of the young men, letting him share his cultivation experiences.

  Mufeng didn't hold back much, except for the fact that he had swallowed Heart Inflammation Forging Body, everything else was taught to the young men.

  In cultivation, Mu Feng's past training method has indeed played a huge role and greatly improved his cultivation efficiency.

  However, when the young men heard about Mu Feng's training schedule for the day, most of them looked surprised and admiring, as this intensity of training was not something that an ordinary youth could endure.

  Lian Menghu and Yang Sheng were shocked after hearing this. Mu Feng's cultivation intensity was so strong that even an adult might not be able to withstand it.

  "Chengzhi, is this true?" Yang Sheng asked in a low voice, somewhat disbelieving. If it was really as Mufeng said, then this cultivation was truly desperate.

  "Of course it's true, and you don't even look at whose son he is." Mu Chengzhi said with a smile.

  "Awesome!" Yang Sheng nodded in praise.

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