Since the murder of Lin Feng's parents was completely contacted by the relevant organizations of the Dragon Pattern, then Lin Feng was even more sure that he had to ask the Immortal Association to hold an auction about the Warring States Dragon Pattern Crystal Cup.

And that auction will be the key to investigating the truth about the murder of parents.

Beside.

Zhao Sen asked.

"Mr. Lin, what are these?"

Lin Feng replied.

"Some private matters."

"Lao Zhao, aren't you going to fight me? Why don't you try it now?"

Lin Feng put away the paper casually, he didn't want Zhao Sen to know too much, although Zhao Sen had strength, but the organization related to the dragon pattern was too involved.

After Lin Feng came over, what Zhao Sen was looking forward to the most was to fight Lin Feng.

So.

When Lin Feng diverted the topic, Zhao Sen immediately said.

"Of course, you have to try!"

"Why don't we go to the martial arts training ground outside?"

Zhao Sen proposed, after all, the outside martial arts training ground has a large space, and although there is also a martial arts training ground indoors, the space is too small for masters.

Hearing Zhao Sen say this, Lin Feng knew that Zhao Sen had made a move with Lin Feng this time, and he had enough confidence.

"Okay."

Lin Feng only said one word.

Next.

The two of them walked outside to the martial arts training ground.

Zhao Sen couldn't wait for a long time, since the last time he lost to Lin Feng, Zhao Sen had been pondering how to break through his martial arts. Even for this, he forgot to sleep and eat, which is really very similar to the Blues.

"Mr. Lin, let's get started!"

Zhao Sen reminded.

Lin Feng nodded slightly.

Forthwith.

Zhao Sen clenched his hands into fists and stabbed his horse, and in this way, the momentum came up all of a sudden. When he was about to make a move, Zhao Sen's feet twisted, and the whole person was like an arrow off the string, heading towards Lin Feng.

His main form of attack is his fists.

With the power of a punch, he quickly approached Lin Feng's door.

Lin Feng didn't move.

Zhao Sen was a little puzzled when he saw this, but he didn't believe that a master like Lin Feng would not be able to react in the face of his boxing technique.

He even threw an inch punch within a short distance.

On top of one punch, the power of two punches is fused.

Then.

Lin Feng raised his palm and blocked it.

He didn't even look like he had any strength under his feet, but Zhao Sen's punch smashed into Lin Feng's palm, but Lin Feng didn't move. Lin Feng's hand ran the Tai Chi style slightly, and his palm shook.

The point of force, the shock, was only less than an inch, but the strong force shocked Zhao Sen's arm numb and took two steps back.

When Zhao Sen saw this, he was completely excited.

He took a deep breath and said.

"Sure enough, it's Mr. Lin, even more powerful than I imagined!"

"Today, the two of us can just have a good fight!"

"Mr. Lin, next, don't take it, if you don't use all your strength, you will look down on me Zhao Sen!"

In this way, Lin Feng still said a word.

"Okay."

This.

Zhao Sen lowered his body slightly, he exerted force under his feet, and the floor tiles of the martial arts training ground were shattered into a big pit with the movement of his figure. His whole person rushed towards Lin Feng with a stronger momentum.

Such a scene did surprise Lin Feng.

Because Lin Feng could see that Zhao Sen was already a martial artist's fighting style.

No wonder, no one dared to fight him in the ring, this is not a matter of losing, no, a master of Zhao Sen's strength will beat those professional players to death as soon as he makes a move.

There is a saying in the rivers and lakes.

Non-professional people can't be compared with professional people, and professional people can't be compared with Jianghu people.

There are many masters on the rivers and lakes.

And the real masters of the rivers and lakes can reach heights that those professional fists are far beyond reach.

Zhao Sen had not yet used the martial arts fighting method, the power of his fists was already very powerful, although he was far from the level of a quasi-martial artist at that time, but he now has the strength of this kind of martial artist, it is enough to see that his understanding is extremely strong.

Now.

Zhao Sen's fists were even more ferocious.

He shouted angrily, and a powerful sound of breaking the sky erupted above his fist, approaching Lin Feng head-on!

Look at his momentum, it's extremely tough.

One person, but with the power of Mount Tai!

Lin Feng still didn't make a move at first, he kept letting Zhao Sen get closer, and when Zhao Sen's fist approached Lin Feng was only less than two meters away, Lin Feng suddenly threw off his arms!

He used his own punch to receive Zhao Sen's punch head-on!

Out of respect for his friends, Lin Feng naturally had to make some efforts.

Moment.

The fists came together and there was a loud bang.

Zhao Sen liked this kind of fist fight, he felt that he might have a chance to suppress Lin Feng this time, but the moment the fist really touched a piece, Zhao Sen found that he was wrong.

The strong impact of Lin Feng's punch directly changed the offensive of Zhao Sen's fist.

The posture of that punch was completely deformed.

Lin Feng's fist shook Zhao Sen's fist like a bamboo, and there was no power to block it behind him, Lin Feng's fist smashed fiercely on Zhao Sen's chest.

At this last moment, Lin Feng regained some strength.

Although that punch was not full force, Zhao Sen was his friend after all, and he was just fighting, so he couldn't hurt him no matter what, right?

Zhao Sen felt a strong buzz on his chest.

He didn't carry half a second, and the whole person flew out, and he fell on the ground about ten meters away.

fell to the ground, and Zhao Sen seemed to be motionless.

See here.

Lin Feng's heart was cold, and he quickly ran over to check on Zhao Sen's situation.

At this time, Zhao Sen coughed a few times, he wanted to get up, but his muscles withstood Lin Feng's strong attack, and it was not easy to be sore, he needed to slow down for a while before he could stand up.

"Lao Zhao, are you alright?"

Lin Feng asked.

Zhao Sen looked at Lin Feng, gritted his teeth and barely got up.

He said.

"I thought that I had realized the way of a martial artist and could win you once, but I didn't expect that your current strength would be so strong? Mr. Lin, that's it, you still collected your strength, right? How much effort is used, is it seventy percent?"

Lin Feng smiled and shook his head.

Zhao Sen was puzzled.

"Could it be that you used fifty percent of your strength?"

Zhao Sen can't bear it with fifty percent strength, this is already Zhao Sen's bottom line. He felt that he had already entered the path of martial arts, and he should not be so weak.

Lin Feng did not answer.

Zhao Sen said.

"Mr. Lin, just say it."

Lin Feng asked.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure! Psychological endurance, I, Zhao Sen, still have a little bit!"

Zhao Sen replied in the affirmative, and Lin Feng stretched out two fingers.

Zhao Sen's eyes widened for a moment.

"What, two-percent?"

"Yes, almost twenty percent."

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Zhao Sen coughed violently, he really couldn't imagine that Zhao Sen, who was a martial artist, would actually be crushed by Lin Feng's strength.

After a while, Lin Feng told him.

"After the martial artist is proficient, try the internal strength, and you can combine the internal strength of the martial artist."

Zhao Sen nodded and asked.

"Ten percent, what is it like?"

Seeing him ask, Lin Feng gestured to him, and the two went to the house, Lin Feng set his eyes on the iron man pile.