Be a Boss from Fighting

Lin Hongdao: "Father, we were all raised by Lin Dong."

"Lin Dong? That little trash?" Lin Mang asked wrinkledly when he heard Lin Hong's words.

Isn't Lin Dong just a waste?

A few days ago, he was rubbed against the ground by his mountain, and he had to lose his memory.For this reason, Lin Xiao even deliberately came to him to trouble him, but in the end he just returned without success.

how?

It's only been ten days, Lin Dong's trash really turned the world upside down, isn't it?

"Ah."

Lin Hong nodded and said, "Father, that Lin Dong is a strong man with the sixth level of body tempering. Brother Shan was injured by him, and I am not his opponent."

When he said this, Lin Hong couldn't help lowering his head in shame, not knowing what to say at all.

He is also at the sixth level of Body Tempering, yet he is not as good as Lin Dong, this...is simply a shame.

As for Lin Dong, it wasn't the sixth level of body tempering, but the seventh or eighth level of body tempering...he hadn't thought about it at all.

No matter how old Lin Dong was, he was still a waste a few days ago, no matter how enchanting his talent was.

Now he is already at the sixth level of Body Tempering, which is enough to show how evil he is.

up?

He, Lin Dong, was afraid that he would fail against the sky.

Lin Mang frowned and said in a deep voice, "Lin Hong, are you sure that little trash of yours, Lin Dong, is now at the sixth level of Body Tempering?"

"Ah."

"Father, I can be sure that he is indeed the sixth level of body tempering. He has already cultivated Yuanli. There is no reason why he should not be the sixth level of body tempering." Lin Hong nodded with certainty.

"Go down and heal!"

Lin Mang waved his hand and said, his face was gloomy and ugly, he didn't know what he was thinking at all.

"Yes."

Lin Hong left, along with Lin Shan who was carried away.

"Lin Xiao! Lin Xiao, you are useless, and you have a genius son."

"You are really amazing." His face was ugly and gloomy, and the fists under the sleeves were clenched tightly, turning pale.

bump.

It fell hard on the table, and soon the table cracked until it collapsed.

……

"How is Dong'er practicing recently?" Lin Xiao came to the place where An Bufan and Qingtan were practicing at this time.

"Father, Dong'er is already at the sixth level of Body Tempering, and has cultivated Yuanli." An Bufan said.

Immediately, he slowly raised his palm, with traces of Yuanli floating on his palm.

"hiss……"

"Donger, you are simply a monster." Hearing An Bufan's words, Lin Xiao stared at the wandering Yuanli on An Bufan's palm, his eyes widened and he took a breath.

In just a short time, his Dong'er has reached the sixth level of Body Tempering, which is such a speed of cultivation, he can be called a monstrous monster.

An Bufan smiled slightly and said, "It's just a fluke."

"lucky?"

Lin Xiaohao praised without hesitation: "There are so many flukes in the world? This has nothing to do with luck, it's all the result of your hard work."

With such a monstrous and terrifying son, if you don't even praise him at all, how can you make it through?

As for being afraid of his pride?

Lin Xiao never thought about such a problem at all. His son knew that pride was impossible.

Pretty much pride.

Lin Xiao thought of something and said: "Dong'er, father has a second-grade martial arts book here, I wonder if you are interested in learning it?"

An Bufan asked: "Is my father the Eight Desolation Palm?"

"Ok?"

"Are you really the Eight Desolation Palm?" Hearing An Bufan's words, Lin Xiao looked at the little guy in surprise.

434 Father, I'm Going to the Martial Arts Academy

"Ah."

An Bufan nodded slightly and said, "I saw Lin Hong perform the Bahuang Palm today."

"Lin Hong?"

Lin Xiao heard An Bufan's words, frowned and said, "That little bastard Lin Hong came to trouble you?"

Although An Bufan just said a simple sentence, Lin Xiao already heard other meanings from it.