"I heard that when Butler Zhao was young, he was also a man with good martial arts. Please give me some advice."

Lin Hao looked sincere. He had heard about some of Butler Zhao's deeds during the six months he had been in the Zhao family.

Although Zhao Rong is already in his sixties and his physique is not as good as before, the cultivation level of a fourth-level warrior is stronger than that of many young people.

"I don't dare to give you advice, but if my uncle is interested, I can discuss it."

Zhao Rong's wrinkled eyes held a smile as he said: "The way of martial arts is nothing more than two words: enlightenment and practice."

"My uncle exercises his arm strength like this every day. Although his strength has indeed increased, other parts of his body cannot keep up."

Lin Hao suddenly became thoughtful and couldn't help but ask: "What does it mean that other parts of the body can't keep up?"

"Take my move."

Suddenly, Zhao Rong shouted and punched Lin Hao.

Under the Kung Fu Fly's vision, the opponent's attack trajectory was all presented in Lin Hao's mind.

Immediately, Lin Hao mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and instinctively wanted to make a fist to fight.

"boom!"

The two fists collided, their strength clashed, and a muffled sound suddenly came out.

Lin Hao suddenly felt that his stamina was weak and couldn't help but take half a step back.

If he hadn't felt that this punch did no real damage, he would have let Kung Fu Fly and Wolf Spider do it.

"My uncle turns out to be a dual martial artist!"

Zhao Rong was slightly surprised and stared at Lin Hao in front of him, quite surprised in his heart.

Obviously, he did not expect that Lin Hao not only practiced magic, but also became a warrior who had opened up a spiritual vein.

Even if he is only a first-level warrior, it is enough to shock people.

Because there are only a handful of dual cultivators in the martial arts world.

In this situation, it's not that no one is practicing, it's that people with both martial arts talents are extremely rare.

"Steward Zhao, what is the purpose of your punch?"

At this time, Lin Hao's doubtful voice brought Zhao Rong back to his senses.

He chuckled, and after adjusting his mind for a while, he said: "Uncle, the punch you just used, although it is strong and powerful, the movement is unfamiliar, and the intention is not there."

Hearing this, Lin Hao asked: "Is it true that... the form has not come yet?"

Zhao Rong brought his fist close to his eyes and said calmly: "My uncle, your physical reaction cannot keep up with the reaction of your consciousness, and your punch speed cannot keep up with the speed of your consciousness."

Lin Hao pondered thoughtfully, and then asked curiously: "Then how can we achieve the realization of the intention and the form?"

"One word, practice!"

Zhao Rong said calmly: "Only by covering the whole body with strength training, instead of just training the arms, can we achieve greater results."

Lin Hao was startled, then suddenly understood, he smiled at Zhao Rong and said, "Thank you, Butler Zhao, for your guidance."

"As long as I find it useful, uncle."

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded. He admired Lin Hao's sincere attitude of asking for advice humbly.

Unlike the children of the Zhao family, who had been arrogant and arrogant since they were young, taking advantage of the family's resources and status, they never paid attention to this old man.

"I still have something to do, so I won't disturb my uncle to continue practicing."

After saying that, he walked out of the private courtyard slowly, hunched over like a twilight old man.

“Exercise covers the whole body…how to do it?”

After Butler Zhao left, Lin Hao began to think about this issue.

In terms of martial arts, he is still in an exploratory stage, but he is not training randomly.

However, Butler Zhao's suggestion was very useful.

Because Zhao Rong suddenly attacked with a punch just now, he had all the opponent's attack trajectory reflected in his mind, but his body's movement reaction was completely unable to keep up, so he could only retreat and resist.

If he were a martial arts master, the moment Zhao Rong was about to punch, he would have taken the lead and knocked the opponent down.

"By the way, Gravity Armor."

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Lin Hao's mind, and he remembered a treasure weapon used by the protagonist in a certain novel in his previous life.

The key to gravity armor lies in the word gravity.

Its function is to adjust the gravity multiple between itself and the outside world, so as to the gravity it can withstand.

As long as you wear it every day, over time, all aspects of your body's functions will increase and change in all directions.

This kind of equipment is most suitable for exercising physical fitness.

Thinking of this, Lin Hao acted very decisively. After leaving the Zhao Mansion, he went straight to the dwarf blacksmith's weapon refining workshop.

But halfway through, Lin Hao found a deserted alley and put on the mysterious attire of 'Jing Ke'.

Lin Hao patted a dark gold cloth bag tied around his waist and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Since purchasing this storage bag, carrying items has become much more convenient.

Although the space of the storage bag is not large, it is more than enough to store the Ten Thousand Gold Card, the Dragon Devouring Sword, and other small daily items that are needed by individuals.

When we arrived at the smelting workshop, the dwarf blacksmith was standing by the stove working.

Judging from the casting utensils, they are all copper boxes of different sizes, with festive totems such as dragons and phoenixes carved on them.

Lin Hao knew that some nobles from well-known families would specially customize some boxes when there was a happy event in their family. They were mainly used to store dowries and set up some rune locks so that they could not be stolen by outsiders.

"Lin?"

Lin Hao suddenly noticed the word "Lin" engraved on the side of the box, and couldn't help but become curious.

At this time, the dwarf blacksmith also noticed someone entering the shop.

However, when he found out that it was Lin Hao, there was a hint of displeasure on his face, and he frowned and said, "You took possession of my ancestral sword in the stone last time, why are you here again this time?"

Lin Hao smiled and said: "Of course I'm here to make money for you. I want to forge a weapon for personal use."

"I'm not free these two days, you can go to another store."

The dwarf blacksmith waved his hand and said in a rough voice.

"The tools you are casting now are from our Lin family in Tianwu City?" Lin Hao asked curiously.

The dwarf blacksmith did not shy away from it and said bluntly: "Yes, a daughter of the Lin family is getting married next month. Since the dowry is too large, they are in a hurry to customize a batch of boxes."

Lin Hao's heart moved slightly and he tried to ask: "Do you know who is getting married?"

"Her name is Lin Wanrong, she is a famous beauty in the underground market auction house, but it is a pity."

The dwarf blacksmith shook his head and sighed, saying: "In order to marry the Li family, the Lin family asked her to marry an old man. What a waste of resources."

Sister Wan!

When he heard that the person getting married was Lin Wanrong, Lin Hao's expression suddenly changed slightly.

In the Lin family, he grew up without a father or a mother, and because he was born blind, his status in the family was very low.

If anyone in the Lin family would be kind to him, it would be Lin Wanrong, a foster daughter adopted by the Lin family.

In Lin Hao's impression, Lin Wanrong was like a biological sister. She had taken good care of him since he was a child and brought a touch of warmth to his gray days.
Chapter completed!