Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

"Presumptuous, how can you talk to Mr. Ding?" Hearing Feng Jing's words, the old master's face suddenly changed and yelled, "can you guess Mr. Ding's strength?"

In the heart of the Feng family, the old master of the Feng family is a man who hates iron but does not become steel. He has just seen Ding Yi's ability. He is definitely not weaker than the master of martial arts. Now Feng Jing is clamoring to challenge Ding Yi. Isn't that for death?

Feng Jing's strength has not even reached the peak of martial arts. Facing Ding Yi, he will not be able to fight back at all. He is simply insulting himself!

"Ancestor, I am not convinced!" Feng Jing gnawed his teeth.

On weekdays, he was the favorite of his ancestors and the family leader. As a representative of the younger generation of the Feng family, he had reached eight levels of martial arts, which really won a lot of faces for the Feng family.

Moreover, Feng Jing has a strong practical ability and rich experience in combat. He has never lost half of his skills in fighting with his peers. Therefore, he has already regarded the position of the leader of the hunting team as his own.

To this end, he also made a lot of painstaking efforts, studied the experience literature of hunting in the past few years, and vowed to lead the Feng family team to the final. However, to his surprise, Ding Yi appeared out of thin air to replace his captain.

"What do you want to compare?" Ding Yi suddenly raised his eyelids and said to Feng Jing.

"Compare, nature is stronger than whose strength!" After hearing Ding Yi's words, Feng Jing looked at Ding Yi haughtily and said, "if you're a newcomer, I won't bully you. The martial arts must first study muscles, bones and skin, and we'll have a competition. Who's stronger?"

"Nonsense!" The old master frowned and yelled.

At this time, a middle-aged man with two people came in from the outside. He first looked at Ding Yi, but was not surprised. Then he walked up to the old master, clasped his fist and said, "Dad, I heard you found a foreign aid from outside?"

"I've heard what Jinger said just now. Since Jinger wants to compete, why should you stop it?" The middle-aged man looks at Ding Yi with a smile.

As his voice dropped, the old housekeeper frowned at once. The old housekeeper standing beside him was even more anxious. He winked at the middle-aged man, but he was staring at Ding Yi, where could he see the old housekeeper's look.

"See the owner!" After seeing the middle-aged man, Feng Jing and other people's faces showed fanaticism.

This middle-aged man is the current owner of the Feng family, also known as the old man's son, named Feng zuoyao.

Feng zuoyao is not only the master of the Feng family, but also one of the top three masters of the Feng family. In addition to his father and Xing Tang Feng Liu, Feng zuoyao's strength is strong. He has reached the level of master martial arts several years ago.

Ding Yi's eyes flashed and looked at Feng zuoyao. As soon as he came in, Ding Yi realized that Feng zuoyao's martial arts realm was actually a master of martial arts. However, his momentum was slightly weaker, and it was estimated that he had evolved through different results.

"It seems that the changes in the northern border have a great impact on the overall strength of the northern border." Ding Yi thinks in his heart that although the strength evolved from different fruits is not as solid as the foundation of self-cultivation, quantitative change produces qualitative change. Once the number of evolutors increases, the overall strength of northern territory will inevitably reach a new height!

"I don't know what to call this little brother?" Feng zuoyao looks at Ding Yi with a smile. It is obvious that he has not heard of Ding Yi making a big scene in the penalty hall. Otherwise, he would never have agreed to fight with Ding Yi so easily.

Ding Yi glanced at him, then looked at Feng Jing, and said faintly, "to compare, I'm not interested in the position of the captain, but I don't like people bragging in front of me."

"You dare say I brag!" Hearing Ding Yi's words, Feng Jing's face changed.

He pointed to Ding Yi with gnashing teeth. His face was red and white for a while. He yelled: "I'll see if you can laugh later. I'll ask you to have a competition with him!"

"Good! In that case, I'll make the decision and let you two fight each other. " Speaking of this, Feng zuoyao's mouth showed a smile and said lightly, "go to our martial arts arena and take the measuring force stone as the basis to see who has the stronger strength!"

"Dad, please follow us to the martial arts arena." With that, Feng zuoyao looked at his father and said with a smile.

Hearing Feng zuoyao's words, his father Feng Chenglin's face was a little unnatural. He snorted coldly, got up and walked outside, but in fact he was sneering in his heart. I'll see how you end up later!

Over the years, although the position of the head of his family has been handed over to Feng zuoyao, Feng Chenglin is not very satisfied with what he has done, and sometimes there are differences in some things. In the past two years, Feng zuoyao actually began to override his power, which made his prestige in the Feng family worse and worse.

If it wasn't for the seniority of the old ancestor, and his strength also reached the realm of martial arts master, I'm afraid the whole Feng family would not be under his control.

This time, he used Ding Yi to suppress Feng zuoyao's arrogance. When he thought of this, Feng Chenglin suddenly felt happy and felt that it was a wise choice to invite Ding Yi back.

What's more, he knows that Ding Yi is only in his twenties and can defeat Feng Liu, who has already reached the level of martial arts master. His strength and talent are not comparable to those of ordinary people. It is not a bad thing for such a strong man with potential to make friends.Soon, the crowd came to the arena.

"Brother Ding, don't mind." Feng Chenglin patted Ding Yi on the shoulder and said helplessly.

There is a strange look in Ding Yi's eyes. He has already seen the subtle relationship between Feng Chenglin and his son Feng zuoyao. It seems that Feng Chenglin and his son Feng zuoyao are in harmony, but actually they are fighting openly and secretly. However, Ding Yi can't figure out what to argue between Feng Chenglin and his son.

No matter how powerful he is now, when the sun goes down, he will have to keep his son in everything.

Thinking of this, Ding Yi shook his head, looked at Feng zuoyao and asked, "how to compare?"

"This is our Feng family's dynamometry stone. Each piece has a different density, and the strength it can bear is naturally different. Take this as the standard to see which of you has greater strength!" Feng zuoyao raised a gray water caltrop stone in his hand and squeezed it hard. The gray water chestnut stone immediately made an unbearable sound, and cracks spread out one after another.

"That's right. Let's compare it with the dynamometer stone. How about fairness and justice?" Although Feng Jing said so, he was secretly pleased. He had always been good at strength. On the contrary, Ding Yi was slender and thin, and his strength must not be much greater.

Ding Yi didn't open his mouth. Instead, he walked to the martial arts arena, looked at the stones on the ground, and then picked a gray diamond stone with a fist laughing from it. With a slight pinch, he knew the strength that the stone could bear.

"This stone is too brittle." Ding Yi looked up at the crowd and said faintly.

"What? It is said that our dynamometer is too weak! "

"I think he's bragging. The stone is extremely hard, and its strength can't reach that level. It can't be broken!"

"Well, I think he can crush a few pieces later!"