Mr. Qi glanced at Zhang Yifeng and smiled and said, "Of course I'm a kiss."

Zhang Yifeng was a little embarrassed at the time and asked again: "Who is Mr. Lin from her?"

"Of course it's her father, Xiao Zhang, what's wrong? Looks like you are surprised."

"That me..."

Zhang Yifeng really wanted to slap himself. Is he possessed Zhang Yifeng in the past? Why is he so evil in his heart? Lin Shenghao and Lin Siying have the same surname as Lin, so why didn’t he expect that they might be a father-daughter relationship?

To put it this way, I have been misunderstood by Lin Siying!

Zhang Yifeng was so amused that Lin Siying was obviously a daughter-in-law, but she was so low-key at school that people misunderstood that she was the beauty of the common school.

It's really too deep to hide!

"Well, I apologize for what I said, I'm sorry."

Men dare to act and take responsibility. Since they misunderstood Lin Siying, they must take the initiative to apologize. Zhang Yifeng understood why Lin Siying almost turned red just now. Because of the feeling of being misunderstood by others, they were indeed very aggrieved and wanted to cry.

"Who cares about your apology?"

Seeing Zhang Yifeng's apologetic expression, although Lin Siying felt much more comfortable, she did not bypass Zhang Yifeng in her mouth.

"What? Are there any misunderstandings between you?"

Mr. Qi was slightly stunned. Lin Siying has always been a quiet good girl and has never spoken like this.

Lin Siying didn't know how to explain it, but Lin Shenghao smiled and said, "Dad, don't mention these things. Let the little brother go into the house and sit down. Why are you standing here? Don't you have any questions to ask the little brother?"

"Yes, yes, don't always stand here, Xiao Zhang, sit in the room, drink tea? I'll ask people to make the best Longjing."

"I'm free."

Mr. Qi nodded and said, "Give tea."

Zhang Yifeng doesn’t drink much tea, but Mr. Qi’s Longjing has a natural fragrance that refreshes the heart and leaves a fragrance left on his mouth.

"My friend, I'm not very polite. This time I asked you to come here to ask for the second half of the mantra."

After taking a sip of tea, Mr. Qi's voice came again, becoming respectful and solemn. Even the title became Xiaoyou, not Xiao Zhang.

"Can."

Zhang Yifeng nodded without any stinginess, and directly handed over the second half of the breathing and breathing skills to Mr. Qi.

As if he had found a treasure, he bowed directly to Zhang Yifeng: "Thank you for your advice."

On the side, Lin Siying looked incredible. Grandpa's status in the Lin family was the Supreme Emperor. No one in the Lin family dared to be the right person. Today, Grandpa was so polite to Zhang Yifeng and bowed. What kind of ability does Zhang Yifeng have?

"It's just a small matter."

Zhang Yifeng spoke indifferently, and he didn't care about the method of breathing casually. Mr. Qi was able to master it, which was also because he had the strength and understanding. If someone else had the same chance, he might not be able to master it at all. After a pause, Zhang Yifeng spoke again.

"Old Qi, I also have something to ask you for advice."

"My friend, please tell me, I will definitely answer everything."

"Is Mr. Qi a cultivator?" Zhang Yifeng asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

Mr. Qi was slightly stunned: "Cultivator, do you mean a warrior?"

"Yes. Can you tell me in detail?"

"Aren't my friend a martial arts person?" Old Qi looked at Zhang Yifeng in surprise.

"To be honest, I learned from an old hermit, but I don't know the specific division."

Old Qi frowned slightly, a little skeptical, and then he said: "Warriors are the names of each other in our martial arts. As long as we become warriors, they no longer belong to the category of ordinary people. It's just that martial arts are difficult, and it is extremely difficult to become a master."

Zhang Yifeng nodded. Sure enough, there are still practitioners in China.

"Does Mr. Qi know the level division of warriors?"

"I just know a few. Warriors are divided into five levels: entry-level, Shengfeng, Wukuang, Master, and Grandmaster. Each level is divided into the early, mid and late stages."

"How strong are the warriors in the late stage of the entry stage?" Zhang Yifeng frowned and asked.

Mr. Qi thought for a while and then said, "It should be no problem to fight ten special forces alone. If you are a martial artist in the Feng Realm, your combat power will be even more amazing. Rumors are rumored to be able to avoid bullets in the late stage of Feng Realm. Of course, these are all rumors. I was also introduced by someone and accidentally became a martial arts person. Now I am just an entry-level. However, with my friend's breathing and breathing method, I guess I can enter the Feng Realm. In that case, I will be considered a master."

"The Fengsheng Martial Artsman is already a master?" Zhang Yifeng was slightly stunned.

Mr. Qi nodded and said, "Marriage is difficult. Of course, warriors in the Feng Realm are masters. It is difficult for one hundred people to produce one. Moreover, the more martial arts it reaches, the more difficult it is. It is even more difficult to become a martial arts maniac. As for the masters behind, it is difficult for one thousand people to produce one. The master realm is already a legendary existence."

"So difficult?"

Zhang Yifeng frowned, and then he felt relieved. The earth's spiritual energy was thin, so it was indeed not easy to improve its cultivation.

"Of course it's very difficult. My friend, don't believe in the current TV news. What kind of masters in the xx school challenge someone, these people are at best in the wind realm, and they are not even in the wind realm. They are just entry-level warriors."

Zhang Yifeng thought something and then said, "Thank you Mr. Qi, I have a rough idea in my heart."

Mr. Qi said that in the late stage of the entry, one person can fight ten special forces alone. Now Zhang Yifeng is fine, it is okay to fight seven or eight special forces alone. In other words, as long as he improves his cultivation to the second level, he will not take the entry warrior seriously at all. As for the Fengsheng warrior, it is much more difficult. The master in the late stage of Fengsheng can actually avoid bullets. Isn’t it equivalent to him who is on the seven or eight levels of body tempering?

It seems that the more warriors go to the back, the stronger they are.

However, Mr. Qi is talking about avoiding bullets, and once Zhang Yifeng reaches the seventh and eighth level of body quenching, he should be able to resist bullets once. In other words, his power is stronger than that of the cultivators in China!

It’s right to think about it. He is a real cultivator. At best, this group of people from China can only be considered a martial arts practitioner, and they all learn some broken methods of practicing ancient martial arts.

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng finally felt relieved. There might be strong people in China, but as long as he is given time, any strong person will have to bow down and surrender to him.

"Do you have any questions?"

"It's gone."

Mr. Qi smiled and said, "Then it's time for me to ask my friend."

"Mr. Qi has any questions, please ask."

"I heard from Sheng Hao that you are selling talismans?"

"Well, sell it for my master." Zhang Yifeng still hid his hand.

Mr. Qi nodded and said, "Forgive me, I'll ask you a little bit. I heard that the talisman made by my master has a talisman in it. Will this talisman really protect you from your body and keep you safe?"

There are two personal errors in the beginning of this article. Let me explain here that the old man who practices boxing is called Lin Qi. But when he first appeared, he wrote about Mr. Shi, who wrote the name of bodyguard Xiao Qi in reverse with him, and then he was erroneous in the later chapter, calling him Mr. Wang. These two errors occurred at the end of Chapter 6 and the beginning of Chapter 7. Because the author does not have permission to modify it, everyone just need to remember to call Lin Qi.
Chapter completed!