The morning sunlight, like countless golden arrows, shot in from the small window.

He Yiming suddenly grew up and came to the backyard. In this courtyard that belonged to the He family, he did not have much concern.

The weather is hot in summer at this moment, and the sun above his head is shining with scorching heat. However, with He Yiming's internal strength cultivation at this moment, he is no longer afraid of changes in cold and heat. As long as the temperature around him does not reach an abnormal level, he will not feel too much.

At this moment, he was wearing a close-fitting short jacket, and he had already arrived at the empty courtyard between several ups and downs.

He stretched his fists flat to his shoulders, and his whole body shook slightly, and began to shake in place like a huge rock.

Rolling Stone Fist, this gold-type internal strength technique was used in his hands, and it immediately caused a sudden sound of breaking the wind. Although he controlled his internal strength to the seventh level, when the power of the seventh level of Rolling Stone Fist was released to its peak, it still caused great damage to the surrounding environment.

In the courtyard, the smaller flowers, plants and trees all hung down under the pressure of the ubiquitous fist wind and pressed tightly on the ground. As He Yiming's boxing technique accelerated, these flowers and plants were even completely squeezed into the soil.

He Yiming stepped on his feet and suddenly walked quickly in the courtyard. Wherever he walked, he seemed to be crushed by a huge rock, and even the ground fell slightly.

After a while, He Yiming's internal strength gradually improved and finally reached the peak of this level. The biggest feature of the Rolling Stone Fist was fully exerted at this moment.

That is, the longer the time it is used, the greater the power of this boxing technique.

When the peak internal strength of the seventh level combined with the maximum power of the Rolling Stone Fist, a huge roar suddenly came around He Yiming, and nowhere was left.

Suddenly, he came to a giant tree in the courtyard. Instead of going around, he let out a shrill scream like a ghost crying and a wolf howl, and then his fists bombarded heavily like a cannon bomb.

Nothing less than his howling, a loud bang burst out from the junction of his fist and the tree trunk.

The whole tree that was embraced by one person shook twice, and finally couldn't hold on and collapsed with a bang.

"Yiming, what are you going crazy?" An angry and surprised voice came from the courtyard.

He Yiming quickly stopped and stood up. He turned around and saw that the four parents, brother and sister were already standing far away at the gate of the courtyard. Not only were the four of them, but even the servants who served here were looking behind them. It was only from the eyes of those servants that they were actually intimidated.

"Dad, I'm practicing combat skills." He Yiming stood with his hands down and said respectfully.

"Fighting skills..." He Quanming looked at the chaotic courtyard all over the ground, and his heart hurt!

This is a garden carefully arranged by the couple. It was originally a quiet and elegant place with a pleasant environment. It can be called a beautiful garden with fragrance of flowers and birds, a paradise, and a relaxing and pleasant feeling.

But at this moment, it seemed like a century-old war was experienced. The flowers and plants on the ground had suffered the greatest disaster in history, and there was a collapsed tree beside He Yiming.

If he hadn't been sure that this was his own courtyard, he would almost have lost his understanding.

He took a deep breath and looked at the completely redesigned courtyard. He Quanming suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "It's fine if you practice combat skills, why do you want to make this place like this?"

He Yiming put his right hand on his head, and habitually disturbed him, saying, "Dad, I usually practice this way, so I want to practice outside."

He Quanming was stunned and looked at each other with Lin Wenyu, and a thought flashed through their minds at the same time.

Could it be that Yiming's cultivation speed is so fast, which is related to his unscrupulous cultivation method?

His expression had calmed down, and He Quan said, "Yiming, will you be so thrilling every time you practice?"

"Yes, dad." He Yiming said affirmatively: "The same is true for my child in my family."

He Yixuan suddenly remembered the sensation that his sixth brother had caused and hurriedly said, "Dad, mother, the sixth brother does practice like this at home. Even the underground secret room was almost demolished by him."

He Quanming and his wife suddenly realized that no wonder Yiming had to go outside to practice in the evening. It turned out that this was the real reason.

He Yiming stepped forward and came to their side. Looking at his father, he said a little embarrassedly: "Dad, I have never practiced yet. Do you want to continue here?"

He Quanming's body suddenly shook, but the tremor was extremely small, so apart from He Yiming, even Lin Wenyu did not notice it.

Because he remembered the powerful power when He Yiming used the 36th stances of the mountain at the beginning of the year, even the third brother whose internal strength and cultivation were similar to his was shocked by that palm.

If Yiming lets go of his work here, then let alone the flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard, even the entire courtyard will probably not be able to be kept.

He Quanming suddenly thought of what his father said to the three brothers at the beginning of the year, and he had to let Yiming go and not have any control. Now it seems that his father can see thoroughly, and his eyesight is still not as good as his old man.

With a long sigh, he said, "Yiming, I won't stop you. If you want to go out to practice at night, just do whatever you want."

He Yiming's eyes lit up and he hurriedly said, "Yes, Dad."

The main reason why he did this in the morning was for this matter. For him, he didn't want to have any trouble with him.

A Zhuang Ding suddenly ran over from outside and said, "Second Master, the eldest master of the Cheng family is here to pay homage to you."

"Cheng Jiahui?" He Quanming's eyes flashed.

The Cheng family has just suffered a disaster and has so many things to deal with, so how can they have the time to visit me?

He just pondered for a moment, immediately winked at Lin Wenyu. Lin Wenyu nodded slightly, and pulled He Yilong, who was unwilling to leave.

He Quanming turned around and said, "Yixuan, Yiming, you follow me."

They responded, and a sly smile flashed in He Yiming's eyes and asked, "Dad, what should I do here?"

He Quanming glared at him angrily and ordered his servants to go in and clean up, but he did not really have any anger towards Yiming in his heart. Because after seeing the power of Yiming's Rolling Stone Fist just now, he was actually very happy. He had already achieved this in his young age, and his future was even more limitless.

How can a mere garden be compared with Yiming?

The three of them quickly arrived at the gate. He Quanming's face was filled with smiles. He said in a voice that could be heard outside the two streets: "Brother Cheng is here to visit, I can't meet you. Please forgive me."

Cheng Jiahui also laughed loudly, stepped forward a few steps, came to He Quanming, and held his hands with him.

If someone who didn't know that the three major families were fighting openly and secretly when they saw this scene, they would definitely think that they were as close as brothers. But both sides actually knew that the He family and the Cheng family were actually in a competitive relationship in Taicang County. As long as it was possible, they wouldn't mind pulling each other's backstage and tearing down the other's backstage.

Amid the mutual compliments, the He Yiming brothers also came forward to greet and welcomed him into the hall.

After a few greetings between the two sides, Cheng Jiahui finally expressed his intention.

"Brother He, I'm here this time to ask something." Cheng Jiahui said with a smile.

He Quanming felt a little nervous. Could it be that it was related to the tragedy that night? However, although he had ordered people to secretly investigate, the time He family had established a family here was too short, far less deeply rooted than that of the Cheng family.

Since even the Cheng family cannot find out their origins, it is even more impossible for the He family.

After putting away his smile, He Quanming said seriously: "Brother Cheng, please speak."

Cheng Jiahui nodded, and the smile on his face remained unchanged. He asked slowly: "I want to ask if He Yi's nephew has already married?"

He Quanming's expression suddenly froze. No matter how he guessed, he never expected that the other party would ask such a question.

Since they are asking this question, most of them want to marry Yitian. However, Cheng's mansion has just been robbed. Do they still have this idea? This is incredible.

With a light cough, He Quanming also showed a smile on his face and said, "Brother Cheng, I have been focusing on practicing martial arts for a day. He has never considered this."

Cheng Jiahui laughed and said, "If I remember correctly, one day's nephew is twenty-three years old this year. This age is indeed not too old for us practitioners, but it is not young for ordinary people. Moreover, one day's nephew is the eldest son and grandson of the He family. Shouldn't we consider it earlier?"

He Quanming hesitated for a moment. For a practitioner, getting married at the age of 23 is indeed too early. But as the eldest son and grandson of the He family, it is a different matter.

Seeing that He Quanming was already moved, Cheng Jiahui's face became more and more laughing: "Brother He, I have a daughter, Ming Yanli, this year's seventeenth. Whether it is family background, appearance, or what I have learned, I am confident that I can match my nephew every day. Moreover, my old man also intends to marry the He family, but I don't know what Brother He wants?"

He Quanming raised his eyebrows slightly, and when he heard this person's name, he was truly surprised.

He thought about it for a moment and said solemnly: "Brother Cheng, as you said, one day he is the eldest son and grandson of the He family. I can't make the decision on his marriage. If Brother Cheng allows me, then I will go back and report to my father immediately, what if I ask him to make a decision?"

Cheng Jiahui nodded without hesitation and said, "That is exactly what it should be, so I will wait for the good news at home."

As the eldest son and grandson of a noble family, the marriage object is extremely important, and of course it is impossible to make a decision easily like this.

When Cheng Jiahui said goodbye, he glanced in the direction of He Yiming intentionally or unintentionally, and sighed in his heart. A fourteen-year-old seventh-level internal energy practitioner, unfortunately Li'er's grade is three years older than him.

He Yiming was terrified by this look. He made up his mind that he would definitely make the decision on his marriage.

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