God Of Martial Arts

Lin Feng's voice dropped, and the whole arena suddenly became quiet.

Lin Feng, take the initiative to challenge Lin Yun?

Even Lin Hai was stunned and looked at his son in surprise. As for the elder who got up and was ready to leave, he sat down again and looked at Lin Feng with great interest.

And Lin Haoran, cold smile, at the moment, he is holding a anger, did not expect this waste to take the initiative to find his son Lin Yun.

"Lin Yun, promise him." Lin Haoran's eyes fell on Lin Yun and handed him a deep look.

Lin Yun looks at Lin Feng, and he feels insulted. Among his family's children, his talent can only be regarded as ordinary. Only in front of Lin Feng can he find pride. Therefore, he is always willing to sneer at Lin Feng every time he sees him. However, Lin Feng, who is the most useless young generation in this family, said that he would challenge him at this moment, which undoubtedly made Lin Yun's face pale.

"If you can take my three moves, I won't do it again." Lin Yun comes out, he wants to use the most cruel means to defeat Lin Feng, let him understand how much rubbish he has.

"If you can take me, I'll lose." Lin Feng shook his head and said a very indifferent voice. This indifferent tone made Lin Yun's face suddenly gloomy, as if he could not even receive Lin Feng's fist.

The crowd is also a burst of consternation, speechless looking at Lin Feng, this guy is probably the head is broken, even talk wildly.

"No matter how beautiful a waste's words are, he will still be a waste after all. Only a waste like you can do it by showing off his tongue." Lin Yun laughs.

Lin Feng laughs. Does he use his tongue? It seems that he only said one thing.

"I did it." Lin Feng does not want to talk nonsense with each other more. His body is facing forward, his fist is slowly raised, and then he is waving to Lin Yun.

"A punch?" Lin Yun Mou son flashed a cruel, did not avoid retreat, also waved his fist, he wants to let Lin Feng know how big the gap is.

The air suddenly vibrated, and a wave of crazy hegemony suddenly appeared on Lin Feng's fist. The crowd saw a wave madly pressing toward Lin Yun.

Nine waves of martial arts!

Lin Yun's face suddenly changed, because he felt how strong the pressure was. But now it was too late to shrink back and his fists collided. Lin Yun only felt a fierce wave pressing on him through his fist. The wave was stronger than the wave, and there was no end.

"Poof!"

With a dull hum, Lin Yun's body flew out, making everyone's eyes freeze there. This scene is very similar to the battle between Lin Hai and Lin Badao. Lin Yun, without any resistance, was blown out with only one punch.

Lin Haoran stood up and looked at Lin Yun on the ground.

"How can it be? How can it be?" Lin Yun's eyes are also dull, unable to accept the cruel fact.

Hearing Lin Yun's voice, the crowd suddenly heard Lin Feng's words just now, "you open your mouth and shut up and say I'm useless. I want to ask, if one day you find you are worse than me, how can you get off the stage yourself?" The present facts undoubtedly prove the unyielding pride of the youth.

"Is this still a waste young master of the Lin family?" Looking at Lin Feng, the heart of the crowd suddenly gave birth to an idea, can a boxing fly Lin Yun, at least is more than 6000 kg of strength.

"You say I'm useless, and now you can't even catch a punch from me, what are you?" Lin Feng looked at Lin Yun's vicious look at him and said sarcastically.

"And you, as an elder, have always talked about the word" waste ". Now your son has been defeated by me with one blow. If you say I'm useless, are you talking about your son's rubbish?"

Raised his head, Lin Feng looked at Lin Haoran again.

"It's just six levels of Qi and martial arts. Is it enough to show off here?" Lin Haoran was scolded by the younger generation, his face was extremely ugly.

"It's not a boast, it's just to give back what your father and son gave me back to you." Lin Feng did not want to say more, turned to leave, said: "humiliating people, people always disgrace it!"

"Those who insult others will always insult them!" Lin Hai murmured, a touch of essence flashed in his smiling eyes. His son really changed, and he could say such philosophical words.

Lin Feng went back to the courtyard room and began to practice again. He was not proud of Lin Yun, who defeated Wu Chong of Qi Wu state. Before he was beaten, Lin Heng, who threw him out of the clan, was much more talented than Lin Yun. He was the eighth member of Qi Wu state and Lin Badao's sons and daughters. Their talent was much stronger than Lin Yun's, especially Lin Badao's daughter Lin Qian, who was said to have arrived Qi Wu state is heavy.

There are still three months to go before the annual meeting. When the time comes, all the children of the family who practice in the clan will come back. If they don't improve their cultivation as soon as possible, it may be Lin Feng who will be humiliated next time.

has no time to practice, and the time is the fastest when the martial arts are practicing. For those who can absorb heaven and earth, there will not be half a problem for ten days without food.

Ten days later, Lin Feng finally walked out of his room and breathed out a long breath. In ten days, he had reached the top of the six levels of Qi and martial arts, and he could step into the seventh level of Qi and martial arts with one breath.Lift up the pace, Lin Feng came to his father Lin Hai's room.

"Xiao Feng, it's not good to practice at home. Why do you have to go back to the family?" Lin Hai heard that Lin Feng said he wanted to go back to the ancestral gate. Lin Hai was still worried about the last time and couldn't put it down.

"Father, there are some things that can't be avoided. If I stay at home and practice, my father has always sheltered me. How can I grow up and become a strong martial arts man?" Lin Feng's eyes are full of perseverance. The power of zongmen is much stronger than that of the Lin family. There are strong skills and skills, and fierce competition. Only in zongmen can he grow faster.

Seeing the persistence in Lin Feng's eyes, Lin Hai sighs in his heart. His son has really grown up. Yes, it is the behavior of the cowards to stay at home and be sheltered by him. How to become a martial arts strong man is just the heart of the parents in the world, but he is reluctant to give up from his point of view.

"Since you insist on going back to your ancestral home, being a father will not stop you, but you should pay attention to your own safety." Lin Hai nodded to compromise.

"Don't worry, father. I will try my best to train them and trample them under my feet." Lin Feng's words are full of strong self-confidence. He has a dark soul. His training speed is many times faster than ordinary people, and his comprehension ability has become strong. Coupled with a persistent heart, he has reason to believe that he will not be inferior to those so-called talents.

Lin Feng didn't bring too many things, a thousand miles of snow, a bag of dry grain and some silver.

"Father, I'm gone." Outside Yangzhou, Lin Feng looked at his father and said.

"Well, be careful." Lin Hai nodded, and then Lin Feng set foot on his horse. The snow turned into a white cloud in an instant, and soon disappeared outside Yangzhou city.

The vast land, boundless, Lin Feng riding on a horse, galloping between heaven and earth, suddenly, a passion in the heart of breeding, ambitious.

In the previous life, Lin Feng liked martial arts, yearned for swordsmen to sing on horses and walk in the rivers and lakes with swords. Unexpectedly, in this life, he also had the opportunity to ride one by one and enjoy himself in the world.

A pot of turbid wine, a song of love, a lifetime of madness!

A hero with a sword in the world, a hero with lofty sentiments and blood dye the sky!

This life, destined not to be ordinary, this life, destined to be magnificent!