The ghostly figure appeared behind Lin Feng without warning.

"So fast!"

"Is this the legendary Xuan-rank martial art?"

"I heard that the martial arts of the Kongyang Sect are all starting from the top grade of the Yellow Rank!"

"This speed alone is enough for Lin Feng to drink a pot, right?"

The surrounding spectators were all impressed by Lin Chu's superb martial arts skills and strong strength.

And the expressions on the faces of the elders under the corridor are becoming more and more exciting.

Lin Canghai had a calm face, his fingers twisted, and he was thinking about when he would go up and take down the stinky boy.

Lin Canglu smiled while peeking at Su Fang's expression. Well, looking at Deacon Su's approving eyes, he seems to appreciate his grandson very much.

Stage.

Lin Chu's face was expressionless: "There are two more tricks." ”

The corners of Lin Feng's mouth twitched, as if he was smiling but not smiling, and he didn't say a word.

"The strength is good, and the five thunder fists are also in place. However, the real Five Thunder Fist is not what you fight. Lin Chu looked at him indifferently and mockingly, "I can teach you, but the price, it's your life!" ”

"It's noisy!" Lin Feng frowned, Lin Chu was embarrassed and angry.

Lin Feng turned around suddenly, his feet slammed on the floor, and spiritual power poured out one after another. His fists were covered with a faint streamer. The clear aura of spiritual power escaped, and it was another move of water mine stepping on the sea, and the fist swelled with waves, wrapped in a fist like a broken bamboo and hit Lin Chu.

The magic of this trick is that even a few old bones of the Lin family are amazed by it. They secretly thought that if Lin Chu wasn't too strong, Lin Feng would really be able to completely reverse his decline in the family this time.

Pity......

The peak of life, what is the beginning of life? The mountain of the Lin family has always been difficult to tolerate two tigers.

Almost everyone thought so, Lin Feng was afraid that he wouldn't be able to survive alive.

Lin Chu once again turned into an afterimage, appearing behind him strangely, he was like a shadow that Lin Feng could never shake off.

He was like the brightest star, stealing all the glory of the audience.

Lin Chu took these three tricks as his warm-up time. The spiritual power in his body is getting richer and stronger, and the desire to fight is getting hotter and hotter.

He had a knife in his hand, ready to strike at any moment.

"One more trick!" Lin Chu said.

Golden Thunder Day!

Lin Feng once again attacked with all his might, but still missed.

"You don't have a chance." Lin Chu sneered.

"Oh, really?" This time, Lin Feng spoke.

His indifference and calmness made Lin Chuchu snicker: "Do you think that if you hide your strength during the test, you can pose a threat to me?" A seventh-order martial artist, and a first-order martial artist, are not comparable at all! ”

Lin Chu looked at Lin Feng with pity and brazenly slapped his palm.

He shook his shoulders and took a step. It was still silent, but the ring kept trembling.

Lin Chu's body was wrapped in a faint stream of spiritual power, turning his palm into a knife, forming a light curtain in front of him. In the light curtain, several palm shadows, indisputable from reality, slapped at all the vital points of Lin Feng's body.

The cramped spiritual power coerced up, and a strong wind rolled up, and a knife slashed across Lin Feng's face.

Xuan-level low-grade martial arts, inch mangpalm!

Turn spiritual power into palm qi, palm qi is like a knife, and the blade is inch. As the number of transfiguration palms increases, so does the power.

What's even more terrifying is that the inch mangpalm also has two characteristics, one is fast, and the other is strong explosiveness.

Just now, Lin Chu relied on the 'fastness' of his inch palm to easily avoid Lin Feng's attack.

The world's martial arts, only fast and not broken!

Lin Chu firmly grasped this key.

Lin Canghai's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he couldn't sit still at all. He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his flesh, gritted his teeth, and stared intently at the ring.

Lin Canglu became more and more calm, he picked up the bowl, took a sip lightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He seemed to see the moment when he replaced his brother and became the head of the Lin family.

On the other side, Xiao San stopped babbling. Looking at the ring nervously, I almost forgot to breathe.

Ah Wu couldn't sit still even more anxiously, his big hands kept rubbing the cub's head, and his mouth was straight to the words: "Heavenly gods, please be sure to bless my young master to be safe and sound, it doesn't matter if you win or lose!" ”

In the ring, the phantom of the palm knife was overwhelming from the front and rolled towards Lin Feng.

Looking at the victorious smile on Lin Chu's face, Lin Feng smiled faintly, raised his hands lightly, clenched his fists, and attacked.

Straightforward movements, simple and embarrassing.

"Hmph, are you so impatient that you are in a hurry to die?" Lin Chu sneered.

However, in the next second, the smile on his face froze. He clearly saw that Lin Feng's fists were swept into the light curtain of the palm knife.

It stands to reason that he should have screamed and his arms severed. However, he miraculously stretched out his fist.

Not only that, but what happened next made Lin Chu feel that he was dazzled, or was he crazy?

He saw that Lin Feng's body twisted into an incredible shape, and it passed through the phantom bush of his palm knife.

One hundred and eight styles of dividing muscles and bones, Lin Feng did not suffer in vain.

With just one simple step, Lin Feng had already passed through the dense palm shadow and appeared in front of Lin Chu.

His fist was covered with a faint glow of spiritual power, and it struck out with a bang.

"I would like to ask you for advice, what if the Five Thunder Fist doesn't fight like this?" Lin Feng said.

A fire thunder burned the ground, and the fist wind roared, hitting Lin Chu's door. The spiritual power fluctuates violently, generating a powerful spiritual pressure, which is fierce and domineering.

This punch is many times stronger than the previous three punches. This is definitely not the power that the seventh order of the Martial Disciple Realm can use!

Lin Chu felt the breath of the sword cutting fire, and his heart was extremely shocked: "Could it be that this guy has already broken through to the eighth order?" ”

Then I thought, "Humph! What if you break through to the eighth order? Is it stronger than me, a first-order warrior realm? ”

He had already felt that the spiritual power contained in Lin Feng's punch was more than eight thousand five hundred jun power, to say the least. The sound of breaking the sky is endless, and the hot air waves make people feel cramped to breathe.

Lin Chu retreated extremely quickly, his hands constantly changing his handprints, and the Xuan-level martial arts were not so simple!

Once again, relying on the tricky and fast pace of the inch palm, Lin Chu dodged that punch. It's just that compared to the previous three times, this time the retreat seemed so embarrassing - he was completely forced.

Sou!

Lin Chu had just avoided the crisis, and his heels were not stable, and Lin Feng actually chased after him again. His speed didn't seem to be as fast as his, but he couldn't get rid of Lin Feng.

Lin Chu began to get nervous, and sweat was pouring from his forehead.

He couldn't imagine what kind of eyes everyone in the audience had. Lin Chu has been in the name of the Lin family's first day genius for some years.

Unlike Lin Feng, he absolutely couldn't accept the tragic situation of falling from the altar. Not to mention losing, even if you are forced to deal with it passively!

A hint of ferocity flashed in Lin Chu's eyes, and his steps were faster. Throughout the ring, there were remnants of him almost everywhere.

He wandered, his palms constantly slapped. The spiritual power rolled up a howling hurricane, and on all sides were the phantoms of his palm sword.

These phantoms had been intertwined into a net, locking Lin Feng firmly in the ring. No matter which way he breaks through, he will inevitably reveal a large empty door.

Inch of palm, pervasive!

(End of chapter)