The people watching nearby were shocked.

What's going on?

Such a stunning beauty is actually waiting for a boy who looks so ordinary?

He wears ordinary clothes and looks ordinary, and he is just like a college student who can be seen everywhere!

"You want me to see your legs."

Lin Feng guessed the purpose of her visit as soon as he saw Miao Qing.

He lowered his head to look at Miao Qing's long, straight, white legs, and then put his hand on them.

In public!

In full view!

Just put it on!

The boys watching nearby were all stunned. This boy is too arrogant!

Tang Jinfan's face became even more ugly.

This extremely beautiful woman refused her approach unceremoniously, without giving herself any good looks.

He actually stretched out his legs to touch Lin Feng, who looked like he was wearing pure brand silk!

This is simply humiliating to him!

"Do you know all the thirteen kicks?"

Lin Feng's fingers brushed several acupuncture points on Miao Qing's legs, and he felt a burst of dark energy flowing around, and he knew something in his mind.

"Yes, I came here specifically to ask my senior to teach me the fourteenth leg move."

Miao Qing nodded and said.

"Okay, it just so happens that I have nothing to do today."

Lin Feng said: "Then find a place."

"Okay, senior, please get in my car."

Miao Qing and Lin Feng got in the car and left.

Tang Jinfan was left with a group of completely confused boys.

"It seems that there is spring in hanging silk too!"

"Not every girl likes to be tall, rich and handsome!"

Some people were gloating about the misfortune.

"Good boy, I remember you."

Tang Jinfan said angrily: "I will make it impossible for you to survive in Yunzhou University!"

...

Miao Qing drove Lin Feng to a villa area and stopped in front of one.

"This is my home."

Miao Qing explained: "I built a martial arts training ground at home."

Lin Feng did not comment, and walked in with Miao Qing to the martial arts training ground on the top floor.

There are a lot of fitness equipment inside, as well as some sandbag wooden mannequins.

"Senior, take a rest first, I'll go change clothes."

After a while, Miao Qing came back wearing a tight sports vest and a pair of very short tight sports shorts.

What can be called a perfect figure makes people look gorgeous.

"Senior, please enlighten me."

Miao Qing looked solemn, bowed to Lin Feng and said.

"The fourteenth leg of the Miao family, keep an eye on it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng's body suddenly jumped into the air, and his legs kicked out nine times in succession at extremely fast speeds.

Until Lin Feng landed, there was still an afterimage left in the sky.

"ah!"

Miao Qing was stunned.

This is incredible!

No wonder our ancestors only handed down thirteen leg techniques. This fourteenth leg is simply unbelievable!

It is simply not something that ordinary people can practice.

"Senior, could you please demonstrate it again? I didn't see it clearly just now."

Miao Qing said with difficulty.

"If I demonstrate it ten times, you won't be able to see clearly."

Lin Feng waved and said, "Come here."

"good."

Miao Qing came over, and Lin Feng suddenly held her plump and elastic buttocks.

"Uh-huh!"

Miao Qing couldn't help but let out a cry, and then felt her body light up, and her whole body was lifted up by Lin Feng.

"Infusing your legs with real energy."

Lin Feng said in a deep voice.

"good."

Miao Qing tried her best not to take Lin Feng's hand too seriously, and concentrated on injecting Qi into her legs.

"Remember this feeling."

Lin Feng's middle finger suddenly stretched between the roots, and his index finger and ring finger pointed under his buttocks.

Miao Qing felt that her legs instantly turned into puppets, and she quickly kicked out several moves in a dizzying manner.

"Remember?"

Lin Feng asked in a deep voice.

"Not yet. Not yet."

Only through a thin layer of fabric, Lin Feng's fingers can be clearly felt.

A feeling like an electric shock spread throughout her body, making Miao Qing lose consciousness for a while.

"Then let's do it again, this time we must remember it."

Lin Feng used his fingers again, driving Miao Qing's legs to kick out a few moves, and then put Miao Qing down.

When I rub my index finger and middle finger together, it feels sticky.

Frowning slightly.

"Thank you, thank you, senior."

Miao Qing's face turned red and she stood there with her head lowered and her legs twisted together.

"The rest, you can figure it out yourself."

Lin Feng said: "It all depends on your talent. Don't act too hastily."

"yes."

Miao Qing nodded and explained: "I am anxious to improve my strength as soon as possible because I want to personally avenge my grandfather."

"Oh? Who do you want to kill?"

Lin Feng asked casually.

"Fifth on the Heavenly List, Yueqiu Mountain."

Miao Qing was still full of hatred when she mentioned this name.

The scene before my grandfather died came to mind again.

"There is a huge gap between you and Yueqiu Mountain."

Lin Feng said unceremoniously: "Although you have mastered the thirteen-step kick technique, you are still not good at using it. At most, you are only at the level of the top fifty in the world rankings."

"Then do I still have hope of defeating Yue Qiu Shan in this life?"

Lin Feng's words made Miao Qing feel despair and a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Of course, but it requires **."
To be continued...