Lin Feng bowed his hand, bowed to the rivers and lakes, and said.

"Thank you for the reminder!"

Regarding the title of Yan Yiwei, Lin Feng now feels that it is more appropriate to call a senior.

The lion's roar is a kind of internal strength.

In the practice of ancient martial arts, external strength is easy to practice, and it can be achieved through many physical aerobic and anaerobic exercise methods. The internal strength is different, and the method of exercise is also the most difficult and the least difficult to achieve.

As strong as a martial artist, to put it bluntly, it is actually to use the master's own emotions as an introduction, with a high concentration of powerful mental power, to completely control his body and give full play to his unknown potential.

The so-called potential, the principle of bursting out of the strong force, is to a certain extent internal strength.

Internal strength and mental strength complement each other.

When training with the femme fatale, the femme fatale also mentioned internal strength, but she also said that internal strength is not taught by teaching, but by continuous high-intensity actual combat, experienced in a hundred battles, and developed little by little!

Whether you can exert your internal strength depends on talent, chance, and hard work and accumulation.

If internal strength is used properly, it is quite considerable for the improvement of a person's strength.

Even, even if there are some people who are not martial artists, but they are masters of internal strength, their strength is not inferior to that of martial artists.

From the strong aura that Yan Yiwei showed just now, he scared Cheng Anhu to his knees, and it can be seen that Yan Yiwei is actually a master of internal strength.

Such a master has both virtue and virtue.

Another day, Lin Feng had to go to visit.

On the rivers and lakes, it is not easy to meet this kind of internal strength master.

Cheng Anhu actually knew Yan Yiwei's temper, and used money to beg Yan Yiwei, but in fact, he lost his words because he was nervous and worried about his son's situation. At this moment, he knelt on the ground and apologized again and again.

But Yan Yiwei didn't pay attention to him.

Even if it is a gaffe, Fang Cai's verbal insult, it is already good to say that a reed can go around the process of Anhu.

Cheng Anhu knew there was no way.

He had no choice but to look at Lin Feng's side.

He shouted at Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng, no...... It's Mr. Lin, ask for ...... Please!"

"Don't kill my son, as long as you spare my son's life, you can do whatever you ask me to do!"

Cheng Anhu seems to be very sincere at this moment.

But that's not what he said just now.

Lin Feng didn't pay attention to this person.

He just walked to Cheng Xiaolong's side and looked at Cheng Xiaolong.

Cheng Xiaolong's eyes were in a trance, even at such a close distance, he could only see a few ghosting, and he couldn't see Lin Feng clearly.

In Lin Feng's hand, he held the snake ghost blade.

On the blade, a cold light appeared.

Just when everyone thought that Lin Feng was really going to make a move and kill Cheng Xiaolong.

Lin Feng turned the snake ghost blade in his hand and handed it to Cheng Xiaolong horizontally.

Cheng Xiaolong's vision was blurred.

But he could also see that Lin Feng was going to return the snake ghost blade to him.

Cheng Xiaolong was extremely surprised.

He raised his eyes and looked at Lin Feng, feeling incredible.

Even Cheng Xiaolong thought that Lin Feng was going to kill him directly just now, he became the king and defeated him, and signed a life and death certificate, his life was in Lin Feng's hands, and he admitted it.

"Take it, your dagger!"

Lin Feng reminded.

Cheng Xiaolong didn't take the dagger.

He felt that in this battle, he had brought shame on his master's snake ghost.

He lost the first battle when he came back from the Southeast, and now he doesn't deserve to touch this dagger.

He bowed his head.

Lin Feng could guess his thoughts.

He said.

"Cheng Xiaolong, there is no deep hatred between us, even if it is for the position of King Jinling, there is a national art competition, there is no need to be sure that you are alive or dead."

"National art is the law of strengthening the country and the strong species, though

It is indeed a killing technique, but it is never your own person who wants to kill!"

"Guoshu, what you want to kill is the moths in this Jianghu and society!"

Although the voice was not loud, when the audience was silent, it resounded throughout the martial arts training ground.

At that moment, some old rivers and lakes, in a trance, had such an illusion.

These words seem to bring them back to the past.

They're talking.

"These words...... Isn't that what the King of Jinling said back then?"

"Yes, Mr. Lin, he ......."

Cheng Xiaolong is actually a martial arts wizard.

In the early years, he practiced martial arts with some local masters in the rivers and lakes, but at the age of eighteen, he had already defeated many masters. If it weren't for the fact that he went to the southeast region and trained with the hired master group, he might have to challenge all the masters in Jinling.

Such a genius has a strong arrogance, especially at a young age, he has defeated Jinling Shuangsha and many masters of the National Art Association, which makes his heart swell.

Following the training of the employment group, his self-confidence was bursting.

Leave from the hiring group.

He already felt that he was invincible.

At this time, he found out that there was another person in Jinling who wanted to be called the king of Jinling, which made Cheng Xiaolong very angry, so he didn't do anything when he first arrived in Jinling, and after hearing the news, he decided to challenge Lin Feng.

He had thought about trampling this person under his feet before.

But the reality was different from what he imagined.

He fell to the ground, listening to the trance-like chatter.

Cheng Xiaolong seemed to finally understand that even his master, the snake ghost, had told him that it was too rigid and easy to break.

Cheng Xiaolong retorted to his master snake ghost at that time, as long as the steel is the best enough, it will not be broken.

The snake ghost gave the dagger to Cheng Xiaolong and told him.

"The snake ghost is tough enough, you take it, and one day, you will understand this truth."

Cheng Xiaolong does understand now.

In the past, Cheng Xiaolong never understood, why is Master's name called Snake Ghost?

And this dagger is obviously very hard and sharp, but it is called such a strange name, it turns out that his master understands better, too rigid and easy to fold, the snake ghost represents femininity, soft with rigidity, is the strongest.

The word snake ghost is reminding him of his master, giving it to him, and also reminding Cheng Xiaolong.

Cheng Xiaolong looked at Lin Feng, barely squeezing out a few words in his throat.

"I...... Wrong......

Lin Feng opened his mouth and said.

"You're wrong."

"But your mistake is not completely done, and there is still room for change."

"Your master gave you the snake ghost to make you understand that it is easy to break if it is too rigid, and you should understand this truth now, right?"

Cheng Xiaolong was even more surprised.

He didn't expect that Lin Feng's state of mind could reach such a point.

He finally understood why he lost, it turned out that he really didn't understand the state of mind that his master said before.

Lin Feng continued.

"Do you remember what you said when we first fought?"

"You said, what should you do if you lose this battle between us?"

In fact, in Lin Feng's opinion, this Cheng Xiaolong is also a piece of jade, and he can be carved.