"The third level is a qualitative change. Within three steps, you can release your true energy to hurt the enemy."

"There is no essential difference between the fourth and sixth grades. They are all absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth and strengthening their own bodies."

"The seventh-level and eighth-level physical bodies are small, even if the true energy is not circulated, the physical body alone can resist ordinary arrows."

"The ninth-level physical body is perfect, one person can defeat a city!"

"As for the Grand Master, there are only four of them in this world. Each one of them is a person who can turn the world upside down. Their power cannot be measured by common sense."

Qin Hao nodded slightly. From the guard captain's mouth, he also learned some secrets about the world.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and today Qin Hao was practicing swordsmanship with the guard captain. Regarding fists and kicks, the guard captain felt that he had nothing to teach Qin Hao, and could only regain some sense of presence in swordsmanship.

"Young Master, Fan Xian, the son of Uncle Si Nan, would like to see you." The boy came to Qin Hao and whispered.

Qin Hao took back his special dagger and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"Sir, let's get here first today."

The guard captain nodded: "Young master is making rapid progress. I'm afraid he will be able to reach the fourth level in a short time. It won't hurt if he takes a little rest."

When he said this, the guard captain felt sour in his heart. It had only been half a month, and he saw that the other party was about to advance from the third level to the fourth level. How long did it take him? Three years or five years?

It’s really like comparing people to death, and comparing goods with others.

Not long after, the book boy brought Fan Xian and Fan Ruoruo to Qin Hao's courtyard.

Fan Xian was not polite and lay down directly on Qin Hao's recliner. The fruits on the desk did not escape his clutches.

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Qin Hao ignored him, but turned to look at Fan Ruoruo who was following him.

A round little face, with fair skin as delicate and smooth as a newly peeled egg shell, and eyes like two shining black gems, with long eyelashes blinking, revealing a curious and lively brilliance. A slightly turned-up little nose.

Below is a small ruddy mouth, inadvertently revealing the young and white baby teeth.

"Oh, this is my sister Fan Ruoruo." Seeing Qin Hao looking at his sister, Fan Xian didn't think much about it. After all, he was only a few years old. What bad thoughts could he have?

Fan Ruoruo bowed to Qin Hao gracefully: "I've met brother Qin."

"Sister Ruoruo, there is no need to be polite." Qin Hao also cupped his fists and saluted her.

Fan Xian was a little impatient: "Aren't you tired from being like this? It's hard not to have adults around, and you have to go through all this red tape."

"You think everyone is like you, like a wild monkey." Qin Hao said angrily.

Fan Ruoruo burst out laughing when he heard this. It was rare to see his brother in such a deflated state. In the past, he had always teased others.

"Why did you come to see me?"

Facing Qin Hao's inquiry, Fan Xian slapped his forehead: "I almost forgot about the business."

"Brother, I heard that you are practicing martial arts with a sixth-grade master, can you also teach me?"

Qin Hao was a little confused: "The guy at the grocery store should have more than six levels of skill, right? Why don't you let him teach you?"

"Don't mention it, look at the injury on my body."

When talking about this Fan Xian, he always looked hopeless. Wu Zhu's teaching methods were unparalleled. He actually asked Fan Xian to dodge his attacks. If he couldn't dodge, he would be beaten. Although Wu Zhuhui withdrew his strength,

But it still hurts when hit on the body.
Chapter completed!