Lin Shan's eyes moved, and he naturally noticed the strangeness in Lin Feng's expression. He wanted to say something to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start, so he had to say it in ridicule.
The two joked with each other a few more times.
At this time, three bowls of wontons were also served. The hot wontons were placed in front of him, but Lin Shan did not move his chopsticks.
Compared to his lack of tone just now, he now had a serious face, and even his sitting posture was a bit more serious. He looked at Lin Feng and asked with a solemn tone:
"Brother Feng, both the Zhao and Zhang families are saying that you are injured and your cultivation has been abolished? There has been some movement between the two families recently. Many spies have appeared in the streets we guard, and the brothers are very worried about you."
Lin Feng, who had just picked up the bowl and took two bites, put down the wontons. The wontons warmed his stomach, and Lin Shan's words made him feel warm in his heart. There is no need for the conspiracy and calculation of the family elders. These people who are fighting outside are true brothers.
He raised his eyebrows, rolled his eyes, looked at Lin Shan with a hint of provocation, raised his hand and said:
"What you hear is what you see, what you see is reality. You can only know things like cultivation by trying it yourself. Come and give it a try?"
Lin Shan's eyes narrowed slightly. Hearing what Lin Feng said, his uneasiness decreased a bit, but he was also determined to try it.
The left palm turned into a knife and slowly struck Lin Feng's right shoulder.
For the sake of caution, he only used 30% of his strength. At the eleventh level of body refining, even if he only had three levels of skill, he could not be underestimated. He could break rocks and cut gold.
As soon as the palm sword was raised, a strange whirlwind was stirred up in the surrounding air. Before the palm could reach, the force went ahead.
Lin Feng's eyes lit up, and he recognized that this was the rock-breaking knife technique practiced by Lin Shan. It was a middle-grade yellow-level martial skill. It would probably take ten or twenty years for an ordinary person to reach great success.
At this moment, using his palm instead of the sword, he could still feel the sharp sword energy surrounding him, but Lin Shan thoughtfully only allowed this sword energy to spread between the two of them, and would not affect Lin Qi, who was sitting across the table.
Just this hand can already demonstrate subtle control capabilities.
Lin Feng's eyes lit up. With his current strength, he couldn't see this kind of control.
"What a great palm technique. I didn't expect you to master this rock-breaking sword technique to perfection! But be careful, I don't know who I was back then!"
He raised his right hand and struck out with the same palm, but it was the Water Breaking Palm that he had used before. Wisps of sword energy appeared in his Dantian, and a sharp aura suddenly appeared in his palm.
With just a simple move, Lin Shan's expression became more solemn, and he unconsciously gained three more successes.
One palm was like a knife, and the other was like a sword. The next second, the two palms were clapped together firmly.
For an instant, the surrounding air seemed to be stagnant, and between the two palms, there seemed to be the sound of swords clashing with gold and iron, low and dense.
The contact between the two palms only lasted for a second, and then a dull sound came out, and their palms separated.
The chair made by Lin Shan suddenly shattered into pieces, as if a sword had been cut across it. Not only that, but a domineering aura flowed down the palm of his hand and rushed into his own meridians, destroying everything.
He hurriedly used his spiritual power to resist this domineering aura, and his face turned red for a moment. Even with his eleventh level of spiritual power, he was unable to dispel this aura.
On the other hand, after Lin Feng's palm, his figure did not waver, and he looked at Lin Shan who had suffered a small loss with a smile in his eyes.
"Good guy, what kind of skills are you practicing? This aura is so overbearing, take it back quickly!"
Lin Shan held his right hand that was attacked by the sword energy and struggled to support it. His arm swelled in a circle. Seeing that the sword energy was about to attack, he hurriedly asked for help.
Lin Feng laughed, stretched out his hand to hold Lin Shan's swollen arm, and with a thought, the aura mixed with sword energy receded like a tide.
"Seeing your flabby look made me feel relieved. Come and eat wontons."
He pulled a bench next door with one hand and asked Lin Shan to sit down again. It was still very interesting and satisfying for the brother who had not seen him for a long time.
Rubbing his right hand that had returned to its original size, Lin Shan said slightly angrily:
"I don't know what bastard spread the rumor, so I knew I had to beat him to death."
He took a serious look at Lin Feng's right hand. There were no scars on the strong and white palm. Even with his mastery of rock-breaking knife skills, he couldn't be hurt at all?
After a slight hesitation, he still couldn't help but ask:
"Brother Feng, how much did you contribute just now? About 50%, right!?"
Lin Feng touched his nose and said a little embarrassedly:
"About 20%."
Lin Shan's face froze, turning green and red. After all, he used 60% of his strength. If Lin Feng used 50% of his strength, he had never understood it. He had never won anyway, but now I heard that Lin Feng actually used 20% of his strength.
I can't even beat him in terms of strength. I can only say that people are more infuriating than others.
Lin Qi, who was eating wontons at the side, saw her brother easily take down this man who looked like he didn't deserve a beating, and saw Lin Shan's face gradually changing. He couldn't help but smile, put down his bowl and chopsticks and snorted proudly.
"My brother is so awesome! I can beat you easily."
Lin Shan rolled his eyes. Naturally, he wouldn't say much because he was not as good as others. Besides, he was still with a little girl. He picked up the wontons and ate them fiercely. He finished the whole bowl of wontons in a few mouthfuls and faced the boss who was busy not far away.
shouted.
"The boss is bringing a bowl."
He looked like he was going to make Lin Feng poor.
After a while, Lin Shan drank the last sip of the soup comfortably. At this moment, there were several bowls stacked on the table. He touched his bloated belly and looked at the two brothers and sisters who had already finished eating. He said with a sigh:
"No matter how I look at it, I still feel that you two are not brother and sister. How could you have such a lovely sister?"
After hearing this, Lin Qi's cheeks puffed up and she threw the empty bowl out angrily.
"Keep talking nonsense! Lin Feng is my brother!"
With quick eyes and quick hands, Lin Shan took the empty bowl and placed it firmly on top of his own empty bowl.
"Sister Lin Qi, wasn't I just joking? It's not that bad."
Lin Feng looked at the two of them with a smile. It was a rare relaxing time. If life could be like this, wouldn't it be great?
But the life and death battle after one month was always on his mind. He looked at Lin Qi and shook his fist. He still had to improve his strength as soon as possible, and he had to protect the beauty around him.
At this moment, Lin Shan seemed to think of something, calmed down and said:
"Brother Feng, there is something I must tell you."
Lin Feng was interrupted from his thoughts. Looking at Lin Shan with a solemn expression, he asked curiously:
"Which thing? Now that I am no longer the young master, no one will know about many things anymore."
Hearing what Lin Feng said, Lin Shan's expression was a little gloomy, but he cheered up in the next moment. As long as he and his brothers supported Lin Feng after the young master was gone, they would be able to fight back together sooner or later.
"If Brother Feng were still the young master, how could the Zhao and Zhang families act so arrogantly?"
"Zhao Gong threatened to take back eighteen streets, including West Street, in three days, and Zhang Qin planned to take over five mineral deposits belonging to the Lin family."
After hearing this, Lin Feng had anger on his face and couldn't help clenching his fists.
"If I had known better, I shouldn't have let them go."
Zhao Gong and Zhang Qin were the young masters of the other two families, and they had both suffered losses at the hands of Lin Feng. This time they heard that Lin Feng had lost his cultivation, so they naturally wanted to take advantage of him.
If he hadn't been plotted and lost all his cultivation, how would they dare to do this!
At this moment, Lin Feng calmed down. Now that his cultivation level has returned, he naturally cannot give up, even if he is not the young master at this moment.
His eyes were extremely deep, and his cold tone made people shudder.
"Tomorrow, I will let the other two families know that there are some people and things that they cannot get involved in. Lin Shan tells the brothers that something will be done tomorrow!"