Han Feng smiled mysteriously: "It's a secret."
"Tch, fine, don't tell me then." Liu Xiaoran rolled her eyes at him mercilessly. This surprised Han Feng somewhat.
Ever since he met Liu Xiaoran, this guy has always been known for his cold demeanor.
Before Han Feng could say anything more, Liu Xiaoran stared intently at him. Han Feng felt a little uneasy under his gaze and asked, "What's wrong?"
Liu Xiaoran said irritably, "My sister told me yesterday when she took me home."
Han Feng's heart tightened. He was doomed. If his brother-in-law found out that he was with two girls at the same time, he would kill him.
However, Han Feng's worries seemed somewhat unnecessary. Liu Xiaoran sighed and said, "With Mengran's personality, once she makes up her mind, almost no one can stop her. I don't know what kind of spell you cast on her."
Han Feng was speechless for a moment, then heard Liu Xiaoran continue, "However, I respect her choice. After all, your strength is obvious to all. But if I find out that you have let her down..." At this moment, Liu Xiaoran's expression turned serious, "Even if I can't beat you, I will find a way to die with you."
Han Feng felt a chill run down his spine. He knew how much Liu Xiaoran protected his sister, largely because Liu Mengran had been living away from home since childhood, and he, as her older brother, always felt guilty about it.
Han Feng said expressionlessly, "Don't worry, this situation will absolutely not occur."
Liu Xiaoran nodded and said, "That's good." He paused for a moment and continued, "By the way, when you go to see Grandpa tomorrow, it's best to go in the morning."
"How so?" Han Feng raised an eyebrow.
“The old man has a habit of practicing martial arts in the morning. If you go earlier, you might be able to learn more,” Liu Xiaoran said calmly.
"I see."
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After saying goodbye to Liu Xiao, Han Feng did not rush to leave the base, but went straight to the training ground. Having not seen Iron Tower and Night Owl for a long time, Han Feng felt an urge to test what level their current abilities had reached.
The metal gate to the training ground closed behind him. Han Feng took a deep breath, the familiar smell of sweat and steel filling his nostrils. In the distance, more than twenty shirtless soldiers were sweating profusely among various machines, their muscles gleaming under the overhead lights.
"Too slow!" The towering figure's thunderous roar echoed through the stadium. "Do you think the enemy will give you time to pose?"
Han Feng's lips curled into a slight smile. This two-meter-tall giant was still the same as ever; fierce and menacing during training, but a big guy who would secretly slip candy to new team members in private.
He approached silently and saw Iron Tower instructing three team members in close combat. One of them suddenly changed tactics, executing a beautiful sweeping leg followed by an elbow strike, forcing Iron Tower to take a half-step back.
"Not bad." Han Feng clapped. "Who did you learn this move from?"
The training ground fell silent instantly. Everyone turned their heads in unison, and when they saw that it was Han Feng, more than twenty pairs of eyes lit up at the same time.
\"team leader!\"
The roar nearly lifted the roof off. Iron Tower lunged forward, arms outstretched, ready to give Han Feng a bear hug. Han Feng, prepared, dodged to the side and gently pushed Iron Tower away from behind. Iron Tower staggered two steps, turning around with a look of utter shock.
"Captain, you've gotten even stronger again?"
Han Feng smiled but didn't answer, his gaze sweeping over everyone present. These were his closest comrades-in-arms, brothers who had shared life and death with him. Iron Tower stood at the very front, the leading men standing as straight as javelins; behind them was Iron Tower's assault team, each member muscular and bulging; in the corner were a few new faces, stealing glances at him with adoring eyes.
"I heard you guys have been working really hard lately." Han Feng took off his jacket, revealing a black vest underneath. "Let me, the captain, see how much you've grown."
These words were like igniting a powder keg. The soldiers exchanged glances, both excited and apprehensive—to spar with the legendary Instructor Longyuan was both a dream and a nightmare for everyone in Longyuan.
The towering figure was the first to step forward, pounding his chest with his fists: "I'll go first!"
Han Feng beckoned with his finger: "Don't hold back."
Iron Tower took a deep breath, his muscles tensing instantly. This usually unassuming giant transformed into a terrifying figure once he entered battle mode. With a low growl, he charged like a raging bull, his fist, as big as a bowl, aimed straight for Han Feng's face.
Han Feng neither dodged nor evaded. Just as the fists were about to make contact, he suddenly turned his head, and at the same time, his right hand shot out like a venomous snake, precisely grabbing the iron tower's wrist. A clean and crisp over-the-shoulder throw sent the burly man, weighing over 200 pounds, crashing to the ground.
\"Bang!\"
The ground trembled slightly. The Eiffel Tower lay on the ground, blinking as if it hadn't yet realized what was happening.
"You have plenty of strength, but lack skill." Han Feng reached out and helped him up. "However, your explosive power is much stronger than last time."
Iron Tower scratched his head and grinned foolishly, showing no sign of defeat. Night Owl then led his trained assassination squad forward: "Captain, we're no match for you one-on-one. How about..." He glanced at his team behind him, "...we try our teamwork?"
Han Feng raised an eyebrow: "Just what I wanted."
Ten minutes later, a circular area with a diameter of twenty meters was cleared in the center of the training field. Han Feng stood in the center, surrounded by the seven members of the Night Owl Squad. To Han Feng's surprise, Viper was also in this group, and the squad members surrounded him in a strange formation.
\"start!\"
At Night Owl's command, the seven moved simultaneously. They didn't rush in, but instead moved swiftly around Han Feng with astonishing coordination, their overlapping movements creating visual afterimages. Han Feng nodded slightly; this was Night Owl's self-created tactic, using high-speed movement to disrupt the opponent's judgment.
"Whoosh!"
The first training dagger came from behind, which Han Feng dodged by tilting his head. Then, the second and third daggers came from different angles, which he parried and blocked with fluid, effortless movements. Suddenly, Viper and another teammate pounced from both sides simultaneously, revealing their true killing move!
A glint flashed in Han Feng's eyes as he crossed his arms to block. Just as the two were about to make contact, Night Owl suddenly appeared from above; the appearance of Viper was just a feint! The real attack came from above, as the third team member swooped down like a falcon.
"Beautiful!" Han Feng exclaimed sincerely, while his body twisted at an incredible angle, his right leg whipping out like a whip, forcing back the teammate attacking from the air. His left hand formed a knife, precisely slicing at Night Owl's wrist, disarming him.
For the next three minutes, figures flew about in the center of the training field. The Night Owl Squad executed their teamwork flawlessly, launching wave after wave of attacks, yet they couldn't break through Han Feng's defense. Finally, when the last member was pinned to the ground with his hands tied behind his back by Han Feng, all seven were panting heavily.
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