After Lin Feng finished speaking, the entire martial arts arena suddenly became quiet.

Even Lin Hai was stunned for a moment and looked at his son in surprise. As for the elder who stood up from the elders' table to leave, he sat down again and looked at Lin Feng with interest.

Lin Haoran, on the other hand, smiled coldly. He was simmering with anger in his heart at this moment. He didn't expect this loser to take the initiative to find his son Lin Yun.

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

Lin Yun looked at Lin Feng. He felt that he had been insulted. Among the children of the family, his talent was only average, but he could only find pride in front of Lin Feng. Therefore, he was always willing to mock Lin Feng every time he saw him. However, Lin Feng, the most useless member of the younger generation in the family, actually said that he wanted to challenge him at this moment, which undoubtedly made Lin Yun lose face.

"If you can take my three moves, I won't strike again." Lin Yun walked out. He wanted to use the most cruel means to defeat Lin Feng and make him understand how useless he is.

"If you can take my punch, I lose." Lin Feng shook his head and said very calmly. This indifferent tone made Lin Yun's face darken instantly, as if he really couldn't even catch Lin Feng's punch.

The crowd was also stunned for a while, looking at Lin Feng speechlessly. This guy probably had a bad brain, and he was uttering arrogant words.

"No matter how beautiful the words of a waste are, he is still a waste after all. Only a waste like you can use your words to show off." Lin Yun laughed.

Lin Feng smiled, was he just using his words?It seems that he only said one sentence.

"I'm taking action." Lin Feng didn't want to talk nonsense to the other party. After he finished speaking, he faced forward, slowly raised his fist, and then swung it towards Lin Yun.

"A punch?" Lin Yun's eyes flashed with cruelty. He did not retreat, but also punched his fist. He wanted Lin Feng to know how big the gap was.

The air suddenly trembled, and a tyrannical wave suddenly appeared on Lin Feng's fist. The force of the fist made a roar, and the crowd saw a wave crazily pressing towards Lin Yun.

Lin Yun's expression suddenly changed, because he felt how strong the oppression was, but it was too late to retreat at this moment. His fists collided, and Lin Yun felt fierce waves oppressing him through his fists. Each wave was stronger than the other, with no end.

With a muffled groan, Lin Yun's body flew out, causing everyone's eyes to freeze there. This scene was so similar to the battle between Lin Hai and Lin Ba Dao just now. Lin Yun, without any resistance at all, was blown away with just one punch.

Lin Haoran stood up and stared blankly at Lin Yun who fell to the ground.

"How is it possible, how is it possible..." Lin Yun's eyes were also dull, unable to accept this cruel fact.

When the crowd heard Lin Yun's cry, they suddenly heard Lin Feng's words just now, "You keep calling me useless. I want to ask, if one day you find that you are worse than me, how can you get off the stage yourself?"’ The facts in front of me undoubtedly proved the young man’s unyielding and proud words.

"Is this still the good-for-nothing young master of the Lin family?" Looking at Lin Feng, an idea suddenly came to the crowd's mind. The person who could fly Lin Yun with one punch must have at least a strength of over 6,000 kilograms.

"You keep calling me useless, and now you can't even catch my punch, so who do you think you are?" Lin Feng said sarcastically, looking at the vicious look Lin Yun shot at him.

"And you, as an elder, have always said the word "waste" on your lips. Now that your son has been defeated by me with one punch, if you call me a waste, are you also calling your son a waste?"

Raising his head, Lin Feng glanced at Lin Haoran again and said.

"I'm just at the sixth level of the Qi Martial Realm. Is that enough to show off my power here?" Lin Haoran was actually pointed and scolded by the younger generation, and his face was extremely ugly.

"It's not a show of force, I'm just giving back to you what your father and son gave me." Lin Feng didn't want to say more, turned around and left, saying: "Those who humiliate others will always be humiliated!"

"Those who humiliate others will always be humiliated!" Lin Hai murmured, with a flash of light in his smiling eyes. His son had really changed, and he could still say such philosophical words.

Lin Feng returned to the room in the courtyard and started training again. Defeating Lin Yun, who was at the fifth level of the Qi Martial Realm, was not enough to make him proud. Lin Heng, who had beaten him and thrown him out of the sect, was much more talented than Lin Yun. He was a martial artist at the eighth level of the Qi Martial Realm, and Lin Ba Dao's children were all much more talented than Lin Yun. Especially Lin Ba Dao's daughter Lin Qian, who was said to have reached the ninth level of the Qi Martial Realm.

There are still three months until the annual meeting. By then, the family's disciples who are practicing in the sect will all come back. If they don't improve their cultivation as soon as possible, it may be him, Lin Feng, who is humiliated next time.

There is no time to practice, and time passes the fastest when a warrior is practicing. For a warrior who can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, there will be no problem if he does not eat for ten days. The vitality of heaven and earth is the purest essence of energy.

Ten days passed, and Lin Feng finally walked out of his room and exhaled a long breath. In ten days, he had reached the peak of the sixth level of the Qi Martial Realm, and was only one breath away from stepping into the seventh level of the Qi Martial Realm.

Lifting his steps, Lin Feng came to his father Lin Hai's room.

"Xiao Feng, isn't it good to practice at home? Why do you have to go back to the sect?" Lin Hai was a little worried when he heard Lin Feng say that he wanted to go back to the sect. Lin Hai was still brooding about what happened last time and couldn't let it go.

"Father, some things are unavoidable. If I practice hiding at home and my father has always protected me, how can I grow up and become a strong martial artist." Lin Feng's eyes showed a perseverance. The power of the sect was much stronger than that of the Lin family. There were powerful martial arts and fierce competition there. Only in the sect could he grow faster.

Seeing the persistence in Lin Feng's eyes, Lin Hai sighed in his heart. His son has really grown up. Yes, blindly staying at home and being protected by him is the behavior of a coward. How can he become a strong martial artist? It's just the heart of a parent in the world, but from his perspective, he is a little reluctant to give up.

"Since you insist on returning to the sect, my father will not stop you, but you must pay attention to your own safety." Lin Hai nodded in compromise.

"Don't worry, father, I will definitely practice hard and crush them all under my feet." Lin Feng's words revealed strong self-confidence. With the dark martial soul, he can practice many times faster than ordinary people, and his comprehension ability has also become stronger. Coupled with a persistent heart, he has reason to believe that he is no worse than those so-called geniuses.

Lin Feng didn't bring too many things, just a piece of Qianlixue, a bag of dry food and some silver coins.

"Father, I'm leaving." Outside Yangzhou City, Lin Feng said as he looked at his father who was seeing him off.

"Well, be careful." Lin Hai nodded, and then Lin Feng rode on his horse. Qianli Snow turned into a white cloud in an instant and disappeared outside Yangzhou City in a short time.

The vast land stretched as far as the eye could see. Lin Feng was riding a horse, galloping between heaven and earth. Suddenly, a surge of pride and ambition grew in his heart.

In his previous life, Lin Feng liked martial arts and longed for knights to ride horses, sing songs, and travel around the world with swords. Unexpectedly, in this life, he would also have the opportunity to ride a horse and live freely in the world.

A pot of wine, a song of love, a lifetime of insolence!

Heroes march across the world with their swords, and their pride stains the sky with blood!

This life is destined to be extraordinary, this life is destined to be spectacular!

PS: For the new book issue, support is needed. We welcome everyone for collections, recommendations, and coffee. Thank you all, Wuhen. It took me a long time to finish the old book before starting a new one, but I have been thinking about it for a long time. You will not be disappointed. This will be a fantasy full of passion!