Lin Feng's words fell, and the entire martial arts arena suddenly quieted down.

  Lin Feng, proactively challenging Lin Yun?

  Even Lin Hai was stunned, looking at his son in surprise. The elder who had stood up to leave from the elder's seat also sat back down, watching Lin Feng with great interest.

  Lin Haoran smiled coldly, at this moment he was suppressing a surge of anger in his heart, and unexpectedly this waste had taken the initiative to find his son Lin Yun.

  "Lin Yun, agree with him." Lin Hao Ran's gaze fell on Lin Yun, and he gave a meaningful glance.

  Lin Yun looked at Lin Feng, feeling insulted. Among the younger generation of the family, his talent was only average, but in front of Lin Feng, he could find pride. So every time he saw Lin Feng, he would mock him a couple of times. But now, even the most useless Lin Feng among the young generation of the family dared to challenge him, which made Lin Yun lose face.

  "If you can withstand three moves from me, I won't make another move." Lin Yun walked out, he wanted to use the most ruthless means to defeat Lin Feng and let him understand how useless he was.

  "You can take a punch from me, and I'll admit defeat." Lin Feng shook his head and said calmly, but this calm tone made Lin Yun's face suddenly darken, as if he really couldn't even withstand one of Lin Feng's punches.

  The crowd was also stunned, speechless and staring at Lin Feng, this guy must have gone crazy, actually speaking such arrogant words.

  "No matter how beautifully a useless person speaks, he is still useless. Only someone like you would take pride in being eloquent." Lin Yun sneered.

  Lin Feng smiled, was he showing off his eloquence? It seemed like he only said one sentence.

  "I've made my move." Lin Feng didn't want to waste any more words on the opponent, and as soon as he finished speaking, his body leaned forward, his fist slowly rising before swinging out at Lin Yun.

  "A punch?" Lin Yun's eyes flashed with cruelty, without retreating, and swung out his own fist. He wanted to let Lin Feng know how big the gap was.

  The air suddenly trembled, a fierce and tyrannical wave burst forth from Lin Feng's fist, the force of the punch whistling loudly. The crowd only saw a wave of frenzy rushing towards Lin Yun with crushing pressure.

  Martial Arts Ninefold Wave!

  Lin Yun's face suddenly changed, as he felt the overwhelming force, but it was too late to retreat now. As their fists collided, Lin Yun only felt wave after wave of ferocious energy surging through his fist, each one stronger than the last, with no end in sight.

  "Pffft!"

  A dull hum, Lin Yun's body flew out, and everyone's gaze was fixed there. This scene is so similar to the fight between Lin Hai and Lin Ba Dao just now. Lin Yun had no resistance at all, and with just one punch, he was blasted flying out.

  Lin Haoran stood up and stared blankly at Lin Yun who was lying on the ground.

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

  The crowd heard Lin Yun's sudden cry, echoing the words of Lin Feng just now: "You open your mouth and close your mouth to say that I am a waste. I want to ask you, if one day you find that you are more unbearable than me, how can you get off the stage?" The fact in front of him undoubtedly proved the proud words of the young man who refused to yield.

  "Is this still the useless young master of the Lin family?" As they looked at Lin Feng, a thought suddenly emerged in the minds of the crowd: to be able to knock Lin Yun flying with one punch, he must have had at least 6,000 kilograms of strength.

  "You've been saying I'm useless, now you can't even take a punch from me, what does that make you?" Lin Feng said sarcastically, looking at the venomous glare shot his way by Lin Yun.

  "And you, as a senior, have always had the word 'waste' on your lips. Now that your son has been defeated by my one punch, when you call me a waste, aren't you also saying that your son is a waste?"

  Lifting his head, Lin Feng looked at Lin Haoran again.

  "But it's just the sixth level of Qi Wu, is that enough to show off here?" Lin Haoran was actually scolded by his junior, and his face looked extremely ugly.

  "It's not about showing off, it's just returning what you and your father gave me. Those who humiliate others will be humiliated by others!" Lin Feng said no more, turned around and left.

  "He who insults others will be insulted by them in return!" Lin Hai muttered to himself, a hint of cleverness flashing in his smiling eyes. His son had really changed, and was now able to come up with such philosophical words.

  ………

  Lin Feng returned to the courtyard's room and resumed his cultivation. Defeating Lin Yun, who was at the fifth level of the Qi Wu Realm, was not enough to make him proud. Before that, he had been beaten by Lin Hengtian, who had thrown him out of the sect. Lin Hengtian's talent was much stronger than Lin Yun's, being an eighth-level Qi Wu Realm cultivator. And then there were Lin Badao's children, whose talents far surpassed Lin Yun's, especially Lin Badao's daughter, Lin Xuan, who was said to have already reached the ninth level of the Qi Wu Realm.

  There are still three months until the annual meeting, at that time all the disciples who practice in the sect will return, if he doesn't quickly improve his cultivation, next time it's possible that Lin Meng will be humiliated.

  Cultivation knows no bounds of time, for warriors in cultivation, time passes the fastest. For those who can absorb the heavenly and earthly primal energy, going without food for over a decade won't be a problem at all. The heavenly and earthly primal energy is the purest essence after all.

  Ten days had passed, and Lin Feng finally walked out of his room, letting out a long sigh. In those ten days, he had already reached the sixth peak of the Qi Wu Realm, and was only one breath away from entering the seventh realm.

  Lifting his footsteps, Lin Feng arrived at his father Lin Hai's room.

  "Xiao Feng, isn't it good to cultivate at home? Why must you return to the sect?" Lin Hai heard that Lin Feng wanted to return to the sect and felt somewhat uneasy. The last time's matter still lingered in Lin Hai's mind and he couldn't let go.

  "Father, some things are unavoidable. If I hide at home to cultivate, and you always protect me, how can I grow up and become a strong martial artist?" Lin Feng's eyes showed a determined gaze. The power of the sect was much stronger than that of the Lin family. There were powerful techniques and intense competition there. Only in the sect could he grow faster.

  Seeing the determination in Lin Feng's eyes, Lin Hai sighed inwardly. His son had really grown up. No, staying at home under his protection all the time was a weakling's behavior. How could he become a strong martial artist? It was just the usual parental feelings, but from his perspective, it was somewhat reluctant to let go.

  "Since you insist on returning to the sect, I won't stop you as your father, but you must pay attention to your own safety." Lin Hai nodded in compromise.

  "Don't worry, Father. I will definitely work hard to cultivate and trample them under my feet." Lin Feng's words were filled with strong confidence. With the Dark Martial Soul, his cultivation speed was many times faster than ordinary people, and his leadership ability had also become stronger. Coupled with a determined heart, he had reason to believe that he would not be inferior to those so-called geniuses.

  Lin Feng didn't bring much with him, just a thousand-mile snow-white horse, a bag of dry rations and some silver coins.

  "Father, I'm leaving." Lin Feng said to his father who was seeing him off outside Yangzhou City.

  "Be careful." Lin Hai nodded, and immediately Lin Feng rode his horse away. The thousand-mile snow suddenly turned into a white cloud, and soon disappeared outside Yangzhou City.

  The vast land, as far as the eye can see, Lin Feng rode on horseback, galloping between heaven and earth. Suddenly, a heroic spirit was born in his heart, with ambitions soaring to new heights.

  In his previous life, Lin Feng liked martial arts and yearned to be a heroic knight, riding horses and singing while wielding swords and traveling the world. Who would have thought that in this life, he also had the opportunity, one man and one ride, roaming freely between heaven and earth.

  A pot of turbid wine, a melody of sorrowful longing, a lifetime of unbridled passion!

  Hero wielding sword travels the world, grand passion treads blood and stains blue sky!

  This life will not be ordinary, this life will be magnificent!

  PS: New book is coming, need your support, collection, recommendation, coffee is welcome, thank you all for your silent blessing. The old book has been completed for too long before starting a new one, but it has been conceived for a long time and will not disappoint everyone, this will be a fantasy novel full of passion!