I have to say that Lin Feng's palm really surprised everyone present.

They never expected that this arrogant and ignorant boy could catch Song Tianshi's angry palm.

After all, in their eyes, Lin Feng might have long been a pile of mud under Song Daoren's palm.

However, this young master was not only unscathed.

In addition, Song Daoren was shocked back.

This is simply incredible! "What! This guy... actually survived!"

"How is this possible! Could it be that this kid is really a young master?"

"I didn't expect that this pen really has two brushes!"

"Impossible, this must be an illusion!"

...Everyone looked at Lin Feng with surprise, as if he was expecting whether this young man would suddenly turn into a pile of powder like the mahogany dining table.

Because, the result in front of them is obviously completely inconsistent with the scene they imagined in their minds.

"No wonder that Songba was seriously injured and ran away before.

It turns out that this kid is really a master!”

Xiao Qinghe looked at Lin Feng in amazement and said in surprise.

Although he didn't know much about the martial arts class, based on Lin Feng's performance just now.

Even if he is a fool, he can tell that Lin Feng is indeed a young master.

After all, what if someone who can compete with a master like Song Daoren is not a master?

Thinking of this, Xiao Qinghe couldn't help but feel extremely grateful.

Because if a young master like Lin Feng had not been helped by Song Daoren, the Xiao family would have no way to do anything to him.

It is even very likely that it will completely disappear from Yuzhou City overnight.

"What?

This kid is fine!"

"Brother Yin, you said, he wouldn't be a young master as the rumors say, right?"

Wang Meng stared at Lin Feng without turning his eyes and asked in disbelief.

Although both of them saw it, Song Daoren staggered back by Lin Feng's recoil, they both tacitly said nothing about it.

After all, people make mistakes and horses make mistakes.

Besides, they knew Song Daoren's strength very well, and it was impossible to lose to this fledgling young boy.

Therefore, this detail was directly ignored by them selectively.

However, Wang Meng was really surprised that Lin Feng was able to survive.

"Brother Wang, are you Gui Geng this year?"

Yin Changkong showed a meaningful smile and asked without answering.

He seemed to have known Wang Meng's question for a long time, neither hurry nor slow.

"Forty-five, why did Brother Yin suddenly ask me about this?"

Wang Meng was slightly stunned and said in confusion.

"Haha, according to your opinion, how old is this kid?"

Yin Changkong still smiled and continued to ask.

"I think, at most, I'm about twenty years old."

Wang Meng looked Lin Feng from beginning to end and said with a certain expression.

"Well, then, do you think you're stupid?"

Yin Changkong nodded slightly and asked with a joking slightest request.

"What are you talking about by Brother Yin?

Who in this world would think he is a fool?”

"Well, don't go around with me. If you have any questions, you might as well just say it."

Wang Meng sighed and urged impatiently.

He is very impatient, so he has the patience to fight a puzzle with Yin Changkong with great interest?

If it were his apprentice, who would have dared to talk to him so hard for a long time, Wang Meng would have slapped him with a slap.

He even asked him if he thought he was stupid?

Isn't this fucking nonsense?

Which fool would publicly admit that he is stupider than others?

Besides, who can ask other people such questions in person?

What's more, what does Wang Meng say about him? Is he also a dignified martial arts master? You ask this, he doesn't want to be faced! Although the Divine Fist Sect is not as famous as Qilin Mountain, who doesn't know that Wang Meng is famous for being quick-witted?

But at this moment, this friend who has always been a brother to him seemed to have become a stranger and knew nothing about him?

"Hahaha, brother Wang, don't worry, you even admit that you are a fool, I don't agree!"

"We were in our forties and entered the realm of transformation and became a master.

How can ordinary people do such attainments easily?"

"Even if Brother Song is talented and has the talent of dual cultivation, isn't he still in his forties before entering the realm of transformation?"

"It can be seen that in addition to talent, the practice of martial arts still takes a certain amount of time to accumulate."

"So, you will enter the realm of transformation at the age of twenty, unless he is a god descending to earth!"

"In my opinion, this kid is at best just a horizontal internal martial artist."

"However, I have some ability to take over Brother Song's palm."

Yin Changkong acted like a wise man, and spoke happily at Wang Meng with some serene satisfaction.

In fact, when Lin Feng was still in the face of Song Daoren's attack, Yin Changkong had already seen the clues.

Because normally, when you are a master of the same master like Song Daoren, if you are not sure, you will not choose to confront him head-on.

Even if Yin Changkong, who was both a newcomer, would never choose to confront him head-on when Song Daoren took the initiative.

However, if you practice horizontally like the Golden Bell Cover, it will be different.

After all, the focus of practicing horizontal kung fu is to be as motionless as a mountain and be invulnerable to swords and guns.

This is why, when facing Song Daoren's attack, Lin Feng was able to remain calm and as stable as Mount Tai.

Because, although Song Daoren had the cultivation level of entering the realm of transformation.

But if Lin Feng is a master of horizontal training with great perfection in his internal strength, then he still has to waste some effort to break through his defense.

"Well, Brother Yin said very well!"

"No wonder this kid still didn't even flash after seeing Brother Song's palm!"

"So it's a turtle with only shells!"

When Wang Meng heard this, he immediately looked at Yin Changkong with admiration and nodded in agreement.

It was indeed a word that woke up the dreamer. If Yin Changkong hadn't observed it, Wang Meng would have almost forgotten that he would have practiced horizontally.

However, for him, no matter how powerful a master of horizontal training is, he is just like that window paper, and can be broken.

Because their Divine Fist Sect was originally known for its terrifying destructive power and rapid offensive.

Even among their tricks, many of them are desperate attacks that hurt one thousand enemies and one hundred of them.
Chapter completed!