"Is this guy crazy? How dare he attack Wrinkle?".
"Wu Ping must have been careless just now, because that kid succeeded in a sneak attack."
"Wheping must be going crazy, right? He was stepped on by a new disciple. This is simply a shame and humiliation."
…
Many inner disciples started talking, and obviously not many people thought that Lin Feng defeated Wanping because of Lin Feng's strength.
That kid is indeed fast! But fast speed does not mean strong! Wrinkle Ping was assassinated because he was suddenly attacked!
Basically, the inner disciples all thought so, and they watched everything that happened in front of them with a show-stopping expression.
"Okay, fight, fight, fight well." Tanaka Michio clenched his fists and shouted excitedly.
He found that he admired his brother Lin Feng more and more.
This kind of arrogant and domineering aura that suppresses everything is not something that everyone can possess.
Just imagine, if it were any other new inner disciple who encountered a situation like today, he would probably be humiliated and leave, right?
But what about my brother Lin Feng? It doesn’t matter whether you are a senior inner disciple or not, I will still fix you.
"Boy, you dare to humiliate me like this. If you can, let me go. I can crush you to death with one hand."
He looked at Lin Feng with a murderous intent.
Because Zuping knew that no matter what the result was today, he had lost face.
It is conceivable that soon there will be news in the inner sect that Wanping was punched to the ground by a new disciple who entered the inner sect and was stepped on by the new disciple.
When the time comes, he will definitely become the laughing stock of the sect.
"Oh? You can crush me to death with just one hand? Okay, I'll give you this chance." Lin Feng sneered and kicked Wrinkle Ping away more than ten meters.
Zhouping roared and got up from the ground, his face distorted.
"Is that boy stupid? He actually let go of Wucheng. Although Wucheng is not a very powerful person, he is still at the ninth level of King Wu realm. That boy just entered the inner sect, does he think he can defeat Wucheng?"
"Yeah, you'll find out when you wait and see. That kid will probably regret it later."
"I seem to have seen the scene where the boy was crumpled and his limbs were broken."
Many of the inner disciples who were watching were talking and looking at Lin Feng with pity. In their opinion, there would be absolutely no good outcome for offending the wrinkled Lin Feng.
"Boy, I will let you know how miserable the consequences will be if you offend me."
The flat wrinkled face revealed a murderous intent.
"Break his dog legs." Wrinkle Ping's other two male companions also shouted.
The charming female disciple Chu Nan sneered and said, "I still want this kid to kneel on the ground and kowtow to apologize."
Chu Nan and others naturally thought that Zhen Ping would easily deal with Lin Feng, which was not difficult at all.
…
boom!
Wrinkle Ping took action, quickly rushed towards Lin Feng, and struck Lin Feng with a punch.
This Wrinkle Ping performed a move called "Ten Thousand Beasts Mad Dragon Fist", which is a secret technique passed down from ancient times.
It is also a sect welfare for the inner disciples of Qingyun Sect.
When Lin Feng first joined the inner sect, he also got this book "Crazy Dragon Fist of Ten Thousand Beasts".
It's just that Lin Feng hasn't practiced yet.
This Ten Thousand Beasts Mad Dragon Fist is quite powerful. With one punch, waves of heaven-destroying and earth-destroying aura surge out, sweeping across the world and rushing towards Lin Feng. Such power is really impressive.
A little shocked.
I saw the shadow of a ferocious beast appearing vaguely behind Zhen Ping. The ferocious beast bared its teeth and claws, and roared to the sky.
Judging from the appearance of that ferocious beast, it looks like a dragon, but it also looks like a dragon.
"Like a dragon, like a dragon... Good guy, this Wanping has already practiced the Ten Thousand Beasts Mad Dragon Fist to a great level."
Voices of exclamation came out one after another.
This Ten Thousand Beasts Mad Dragon Fist will be very terrifying after being cultivated to the Dacheng state.
It is said that one punch can easily kill a beast that is as powerful as a forest overlord.
"Then the kid won't be beaten to death by Wucheng Ping, right?".
Many disciples exclaimed.
In the eyes of these people, there was no way Lin Feng could withstand Wan Ping's Ten Thousand Beasts Mad Dragon Fist.
Chu Nan and others also looked at Lin Feng with sneers.
They seemed to have seen the scene where Lin Feng was punched to death by Zhen Ping.
Ten Thousand Beasts' Mad Dragon Fist arrived with a blast.
It was about to kill Lin Feng.
It was at this time that everyone saw Lin Feng moving.
He just moved a step to the left.
Zhen Ping's astonishingly powerful Ten Thousand Beasts Mad Dragon Fist actually missed the target.
"No way?".
"That boy is so lucky?".
Many people looked like they were seeing a ghost.
No one thought this would be the case.
Lin Feng actually dodged the wrinkled Ten Thousand Beasts Mad Dragon Fist.
And wrinkled flat's pupils shrank violently. He wanted to retreat quickly, but the next moment, wrinkled flat felt a terrifying force hit his abdomen.
Severe pain swept through his body.
Wrinkle Ping was directly punched by Lin Feng and flew dozens of meters away.
Plop!
It crumpled and fell to the ground.
Wow…
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face was as pale as paper.
"Devil Spirit".
Wanping endured the severe pain and roared. Black mist surged out of his dantian, and in the black mist, a demon appeared.
"Wu Ping was completely enraged and even used his martial spirit."
"What a terrifying demon spirit. If you flatten the wrinkles and enrage them, the consequences will be very miserable."
Many people's eyes were fixed on Lin Feng and Zhenping.
Many people thought that this battle should be over. Just now Lin Feng had a chance to avoid Wucheng's Dragon Fist of Ten Thousand Beasts and gave Wucheng a punch. However, luck will not always be with him.
Dragon Fist is when Lin Feng's luck runs out and this battle is over.
But at this moment, everyone saw Lin Feng take a step forward, and a terrifying aura surged out of Lin Feng's body.
That momentum directly enveloped Wanping.
Wucheng Ping, who used his demonic spirit to launch a killing blow to Lin Feng, was struck by lightning. The demonic spirit was directly shaken away, and he was suppressed by the momentum. With a thump, he knelt down on the ground.
"What a terrifying momentum."
"The wrinkles have hit the iron plate."
"It's too strong. I'm afraid that boy has hidden his cultivation. He is probably a tenth-level being in the Martial King realm."
Seeing Wucheng kneeling on the ground under the pressure of Lin Feng's momentum, many people screamed in surprise. Only then did they realize that they had just made a big mistake. Lin Feng's defeat of Wucheng twice in a row was not luck at all, but strength.
Too powerful.
The man in front of them was as godlike as a demon, and many people looked at Lin Feng in shock.
"I ask you, are you convinced?".
Lin Feng's cold eyes looked at Zhenping who was kneeling on the ground.
Looking into Lin Feng's eyes, Zou Ping felt his soul trembling. His heart was full of horror. What kind of terrifying existence had he offended?
This chapter has been completed!