"Ah! Alas! You guy!" Old Zhuang sighed repeatedly, "If you don't take me as your teacher, I will not be able to teach you all my life's learning. But seeing you with such good talents and being able to cultivate it, this feeling is really... really..."

Lin Feng smiled slightly. His wish was originally just to join the Xuanjia Heavy Knight to restore his father's glory. After seeing Ye Zi, he only protected her more. As for becoming a peerless strong man in the Xuanwu Continent? He dared not have such extravagant hopes.

Now in his heart, Ye Zi is everything. It is enough to be with her.

...

Lin Feng himself also understood why he is the fourth level of Tiger Fist, and now he is so different from three years ago.

He is still him, and what he has changed is just a heart.

Three years ago, Lin Feng was held high by everyone, proud and arrogant. After he turned from a genius to a so-called waste, in three years, he was bullied and experienced the warmth and coldness of the world, but his heart became extremely powerful.

Firmness, perseverance, and fearlessness are Lin Feng's will at this time. He knew clearly what he wanted, and external interference was extremely difficult to change his heart.

Speaking of which, all this has something to do with Mr. Zhuang. If he had not absorbed Lin Feng's vitality for three years and caused Lin Feng to suffer all the hardships within three years, he would not have achieved Lin Feng's strong heart.

Of course, Lin Feng naturally could not be grateful to Mr. Zhuang for this matter. After all, he has suffered too much in the past three years.

Starting from the fourth level of Tiger Fist, the word "enlightenment" is emphasized. This kind of understanding of heaven and earth emphasizes spirituality. So Lin Feng does not have to work as hard as Lin Feng, just practice boxing and think about it.

Without understanding, it would be useless to repeat the boxing technique even harder. So Lin Feng was still idle this day.

Zhao Xue picked up acorns in the forest, grind them into powder, and then mashed them into paste, and then added the picked fresh wild vegetables to make delicious wild vegetable pancakes. Lin Feng was in a good mood today and had a very fragrant meal.

"Brother Lin Feng, if Uncle Lin comes back, he will definitely be very happy to know that you have recovered to the fourth level of Tiger Fist!" Zhao Xue stretched out her slender jade fingers, picked up a small piece of wild vegetable pancake, and chuckled.

"Yes!" Lin Feng nodded and sighed.

After returning to the fourth level of Tiger Fist, he is qualified to participate in the Luoyun Sect test. The best thing he wants to know about this good news is his father Lin Heng. However, his father has been away for a long time...

"It smells so good! Feng'er, what are you eating?" With a hearty laugh, a tall figure appeared on the stone ping.

"Father!" Lin Feng's handsome little face showed joy and he quickly stood up.

"Uncle Lin!" Zhao Xue also stood up quickly.

That powerful man in a green shirt is not his father Lin Heng, but who is it?

"Feng'er, are you anxious? I'll go find the elixir for you and ran a little farther away. Well, Zhao Xue, why are you here too?" Lin Heng looked at the pretty girl by the bonfire and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Uncle Lin, my father was killed by someone!" Zhao Xue flattened her lips and cried out with a wow.

Originally, she had been much calmer these days, but after hearing Lin Heng's words, she naturally remembered the tragic death of her father. She couldn't help but feel sad, and tears wet Yingjie's cheeks.

"What?" Lin Heng was shocked, and a trace of evil spirit suddenly emanated from his eyebrows, and he said in a cold voice, "My brother Dahong was killed? What's going on? Who did it? Zhao Xue, you said!"

Lin Feng lowered his head and said sadly: "Father, not only Uncle Zhao is dead, but the people in Heishi Town are also dead! But I have already avenged them and the matter is over!"

"The people in Black Stone Town are dead? Feng'er, what's going on? Tell me quickly!" Lin Heng's body trembled suddenly and he shouted anxiously.

"Father, that's how it is. After Wang Lang's evil thief left Black Stone Town..."

Lin Feng quickly described what happened in Heishi Town, which naturally included the matter of destroying the Hengdao Gang and killing Wang Lang. However, he simply mentioned the subsequent events.

Lin Heng's face became extremely gloomy. After hearing Lin Feng's words, he seemed to have suddenly grown aged a lot.

Lin Feng ended the narrative, Lin Heng was silent for a moment, and suddenly turned around and walked out of the valley.

"Father, where are you going?" Lin Feng said anxiously.

"Hei Stone Town. No matter what it looks like now, I always have to take a look." Lin Heng said sadly.

"I'll go with you!" Lin Feng said hurriedly.

"No need!" Lin Heng shook his head and said, "Feng'er, go deep into the thief's nest and take revenge alone. You have done a good job and deserve to be my Lin Heng's son. You stay here to take care of Zhao Xue, and I'll come when I go!"

After saying that, Lin Heng ignored Lin Feng and walked out of the valley, and soon disappeared into the night.

Lin Feng sat down dejectedly and shook his head helplessly.

He also understood his father's mood very well. He returned to Blackstone Town after he was six years old, but his father grew up in Blackstone Town. The significance of Blackstone Town to his father is naturally different.

"Brother Lin Feng..." Zhao Xue stopped her sad voice, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and shouted softly.

"I'm fine." Lin Feng shook his head, "Zhao Xue, let's continue to eat..."

...

At noon the next day, Lin Heng returned to the valley. His face looked extremely haggard, his eyes were swollen, and he obviously had cried.

Looking at his father with a heavy face, Lin Feng didn't know what to say, so he could only remain silent.

"Feng'er, your tiger-shaped fist has returned to the fourth level, right?" Lin Heng asked, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Yes, father." Lin Feng nodded.

"Practice tiger-shaped fist to show me!" Lin Heng ordered.

"Yes, father." Lin Feng took off his shirt, shook his energy, and started practicing seriously on Shiping.

Lin Feng's tiger-shaped fist was taught by Lin Feng, and his movements were extremely standard. Lin Feng is now determined and does not focus on his mind, and his attention is entirely on the moves. Therefore, this set of fists is extremely clean and neat, without any delay. Zhao Xue looked around and his eyes were shiny.

Lin Heng looked at Lin Feng's actions and nodded secretly.

Lin Feng stopped his posture and looked at his father and said, "Father, how am I doing?"

Lin Heng snorted and said with a stern face: "No!"

"Ah?" Lin Feng was stunned. He was extremely satisfied with the punch he had hit.

"Look!" Lin Heng snorted coldly and walked to the center of Shiping. Lin Feng hurriedly walked aside.

Lin Heng shouted, "See clearly!" He stood up with his legs, shouted softly, and suddenly stabbed his left arm forward!

With just this thorn, Lin Feng's body suddenly shook, as if he was on the battlefield of Jinshen and Iron Horse. A scent of iron and blood instantly enveloped the entire Shiping@

Zhao Xue's little face changed, and under this monstrous momentum, she almost fell down. Lin Feng hurriedly grabbed her little hand.

Lin Heng practiced the tiger-shaped fist one by one on the stone plaque. His moves were exactly the same as Lin Feng's, but they were two completely different artistic conceptions.

Lin Feng's movements were clean and neat, as natural as flowing water. However, the same movements were like a spear and a halberd in Lin Heng's hands, making Lin Feng's bloody rush, and he wished he would start a big fight immediately.

After a whole set of boxing techniques, Lin Heng took the moves and looked at Lin Feng and snorted coldly, "Feng'er, have you seen it clearly?"

"See clearly!" Lin Feng nodded quickly.

"Do you understand?" Lin Heng said again.

"This..." Lin Feng lowered his head in shame. He could feel the difference in his father's punching, but he didn't know why.

"Feng'er, what are you thinking when you punch?" Lin Heng asked.

Lin Feng replied: "Tricks! Father, have you said that the more refined the moves, the faster the energy of heaven and earth will be absorbed?"

"Then think about it, what was my mind thinking when I was practicing boxing?" Lin Heng snorted, and continued to ask without answering Lin Feng's question.

"I don't know." Lin Feng answered honestly.

"What I think in my heart is the enemy!" Lin Heng said in a deep voice.

"Enemy?" Lin Feng seemed to have some realization in his heart.

"Feng'er, all internal martial arts are ultimately about killing. The purpose of tempering the body is to kill people!"

Lin Heng looked at Lin Feng and said in a deep voice: "This Xuanwu Continent is a world of killing! It is the same everywhere! In order to survive in this world, we must have enough strength!"

"Only with enough power, we can protect the people we want to protect and avoid being killed by others! Just like Blackstone Town, if I were in charge, how dare the bandits invade?"

When Lin Feng heard his father mention Heishi Town, he remained silent.

"A truly powerful force is the power that can kill people! The most important thing is to have a killing heart!" Lin Heng continued, "I am invincible and I am determined to win. I can get the lead in the fight! If I focus on my mind and look forward to it, even if I have ten strength, I am afraid I will not be able to exert 70% or 80% of it."

"When you fight, there will be only your opponent in your eyes! There will be only your opponent in your heart! This is the so-called momentum! If the two are equal in power, those who have the upper hand will undoubtedly win!"

"Feng'er, do you understand?"

"I understand a little bit!" Lin Feng said honestly.

Lin Heng sighed, obviously not satisfied with Lin Feng's answer.

"Father, you have never told me this before." Lin Feng whispered.

"That's because you are still young and a father, you always want to make the world in your son's eyes more beautiful." Lin Heng sighed, "But you already understand the reality of this world. Feng'er, you are about to join the Xuanjia Heavy Knight and live your dream life. It's not easy to survive on the battlefield. So I must let you understand these principles!"

"I haven't had much time to teach you. So what I know is naturally hope that you can also know. Feng'er, do you understand?"

"I haven't had much time to teach me? Father, why?" Lin Feng was stunned and hurriedly said.

Lin Heng snorted: "Boy, do you think I will go to Xuanjia Heavy Riding with you?"

Lin Feng scratched his head and felt relieved.

So that's it! He thought his father had just returned and was leaving again!

Indeed, with my father's personality, it may be difficult to return to the world of Xuanjia Heavy Knights.

"In this world, there are many kinds of power. Your own strength and authority in your hands can be called power." Lin Heng continued, "Without these, you will always be in a dominant position. Your desire to protect someone will naturally not be realized."

"That is why we need to practice boxing and improve our strength. The authority we can master must also be mastered. Because that is also power!"

"With enough strength, you can be unrestricted and do what you want to do, do you understand?"

Lin Feng nodded. The "someone" his father said naturally refers to Ye Zi.

"Strength, authority..." Lin Feng lowered his head and thought.

"You can carefully understand these principles. This is the most spiritual medicine I have prepared for you. It can strengthen the foundation and cultivate the essence, which is very beneficial to you. Use these medicinal materials as soon as possible. Put them in hot water later and soak them well." Lin Heng said, and his one arm went deep into his arms and took out a few wooden boxes.
Chapter completed!