Chapter 753: Hard-hitting
Fa Qian smiled: "It's not a secret, Feng'er and I have been separated for many days, and we only met two days ago, so I don't know the results of his cultivation." β
The Great Palm Courtyard was puzzled: "Isn't Lin Feng practicing in the meditation?" β
Fa Qian said: "Feng'er is only an outer disciple, so there is no need to stay for a long time. β
Dazhangyuan bowed slightly: "I see, in my opinion, this son has excellent roots and bones, and he is a good seedling for cultivation, and it will become a great tool in time, why not introduce him as an inner disciple?" β
Fa Qian said: "I have this intention, when Luo Tian's Jiao is over, I will make up the apprenticeship ceremony, and at that time, I will also ask a few masters to be witnesses." β
The Grand Palm did not respond.
He was thinking, if he could dig Lin Feng to the Heavenly Master's Mansion, then he would have someone to succeed him.
Although there were many disciples in the Great Palm Academy, none of them could have such an excellent talent as Lin Feng.
If you cultivate it carefully, Lin Feng's achievements in the future are very likely to surpass everyone here, and even close to Guangxuzi and Zhang Tianshi!
It's a pity that Lin Feng didn't have a famous teacher to guide him.
Don't think of Qiangui as a righteous elder, but he doesn't want to make progress, his ability is mediocre, and he can't train any good apprentices at all.
Lin Feng's piece of jade fell into his hands, which was a complete waste.
The more the Great Palm Yuan thought about it, the more he believed, and he couldn't wait to recruit Lin Feng now.
But it's just a thought.
Lin Feng had already entered the Zhengyi view, so how could he be willing to go to another door?
Unless the Heavenly Master's Mansion can prescribe conditions that he can't refuse.
What are the conditions......
The others didn't know what the Grand Master was thinking, and everyone stared at the two people in the ring.
"Third brother, do you think your precious apprentice will win or lose?" The Great Elder asked with a smile.
Fa Qian said: "I believe in Feng'er's strength, and I won't let us down." β
The fourth elder said: "Third brother, just now you said that Lin Feng is in the Jindan realm, as far as I know, Zhang Zhao is also in the Jindan realm, competing in the same realm, the outcome is unpredictable. β
Fa Qian smiled meaningfully: "Well, I won't know until I do it." β
Lin Feng had already arrived at the Yuanying Realm, how could he not know as a master?
It's just that there are outsiders present, and some things are inconvenient to say.
In the ring, Lin Feng and Zhang Zhao stood opposite each other.
The two clasped their fists and saluted.
"Under the Flying Leopard Hall Master, Zhang Zhao."
"Hedong Province, Lin Feng."
Although the referee read out the information of the two, they still had to report to their homes out of courtesy.
Zhang Zhao looked at Lin Feng: "Young man, if I'm not mistaken, you should still be in school, right?" β
Lin Feng nodded: "Hall Master Zhang has good eyesight, I'm in my freshman year." β
Zhang Zhaoning said: "It's really surprising that a student can stand in the ring of Luo Tian Dajiao, think about it, you must have something extraordinary." β
Lin Feng smiled: "Hall Master Zhang has won the award, I am just an ordinary junior apprentice in the cultivation realm, I can get into the ring, it all depends on luck, and I don't have any real talents." β
Zhang Zhao nodded slightly, admiring this young man's open-mindedness and bearing.
"Boy, we'll get to that later."
"Well, that's it."
"Let's do it!"
"Offended!"
After that, Lin Feng took the initiative to attack, split his palms left and right, and slashed towards Zhang Zhao.
Zhang Zhao didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly raised his fist to meet the attack.
Kengββ
Palms to fists, bursting into a deafening sound.
Those who were a little closer felt dizzy and their chests were suffocated, as if they had been bombarded with an air hammer.
Wow!
Both sides pulled away and took a few steps back.
Zhang Zhao stared at Lin Feng again, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes.
Although he had long expected that this person was strong, he never expected to be so strong.
With that move just now, he had already used eighty percent of his strength, and he thought that he could successfully take down Lin Feng, but he only had a draw.
"Young man, it seems that our strength is equal." Zhang Zhao said coldly.
Lin Feng just smiled: "Equal? I don't think it'......"
Zhang Zhaodao: "You don't have to be modest, even if you are worse than me, it is not too bad." β
Lin Feng said: "You misunderstood, I mean I'm much stronger than you, and we're not at the same level." β
Zhang Zhao's face sank: "Heh, young man, rhetoric is not a good quality. β
Lin Feng shrugged: "It's just telling the truth, if you don't believe it, you can make a move." β
Zhang Zhao felt a chill in his heart, and a touch of coldness was reflected in his eyes.
Originally, I wanted to fight quickly and save some energy for the subsequent games.
Now it seems that it is not possible to show some real skills.
Don't look at Lin Feng's age, but his strength is not weak.
If you take it lightly, you will capsize in the gutter!
Thinking of this, Zhang Zhao took a deep breath, lifted the dantian aura, and poured it into his fists.
Boom Boom β
The joints crackled like firecrackers.
Immediately afterward, the fists gradually changed color.
From brown to bronze, then to purple, and finally to jet black.
Boom!
Zhang Zhao's fists collided together, making a sound of metal impact, sharp and piercing.
Lin Feng's eyes froze: "Black Killing Fist? β
Zhang Zhao was a little surprised: "Do you know the Black Killing Boxing? β
Lin Feng nodded: "I've seen people perform it before." β
Zhang Zhao asked, "Who?" β
Lin Feng shook his head: "That person has already become ancient, so don't mention it." β
Zhang Zhao said: "Since you know the Black Killing Fist, you must also know the power of these fists, if you know each other, admit defeat, we have no grievances, I don't want to hurt you." β
Lin Feng smiled: "Hall Master Zhang's words are a bit big, the Black Killing Fist is indeed good, but it is not so easy for me to admit defeat." β
Zhang Zhao asked coldly: "So you have to fight with me?" β
Lin Feng nodded: "Isn't it to go to the ring just to be tough, do you come up and fight with mouths?" β
Zhang Zhao stopped talking, his fists clenched tighter and tighter, and the battle intent in his eyes became thicker and thicker.
Sou!
The wind blows in the clothes, and the figure is in the blink of an eye.
Two pitch-black fists slammed into the face.
Lin Feng stretched out his hands.
The left hand was connected to the right fist, the right hand was connected to the left fist, and with both hands holding hard, Zhang Zhao's fists were blocked.
Lin Feng quickly shot out and slapped him on the chest.
Bang!
Zhang Zhao was hit, and his body involuntarily fell backwards.
It took seven or eight steps back in succession to stabilize his figure.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" He coughed violently as his chest tightened.
Han Xi on the sidelines shouted: "Lin Feng, good opportunity, hurry!" β
The meaning is very clear, taking advantage of his illness to kill him, and he must not be relieved.
Lin Feng was not in a hurry.
Zhang Zhao is very different from himself, he is not at the same level at all, and he can't take advantage of others.
Just let him catch his breath and rest his strength.
Zhang Zhao also heard Han Xi's shout, and couldn't help but feel nervous, and hurriedly put on a battle posture to prevent Lin Feng from sneaking up.
But after waiting for a long time, the other party didn't mean to make a move at all, but stood in place with his hands in his hands, with a posture of "although you are resting, I am not in a hurry".