Seeing Lie Fengyun's face turned gloomy, he walked over.

Feng Zhihen said goodbye to the reluctant apprentices with a smile.

Then, with Sun Lingli, he came to his office with Lie Fengyun.

Lie Fengyun looked at Feng Zhihen with a complicated expression. He had neither respect nor fear, and there was more in his eyes, but he was confused.

"You guys seem to have been pretty good over the years."

Feng Zhihen sat down on the sofa and took the tea handed over by Lie Fengyun. Sun Lingli was instinctively trying to come up to obstruct him. Feng Zhihen waved his hand and said, "It's okay, he is my disciple and will not harm me. Besides, I am a lonely old man now, who will be targeting me like before?"

"We have been driven out of the wall by you."

Lie Fengyun sat down and said.

"You are the one who chases yourself, I have never said that."

Feng Zhihen took a sip of tea, sighed and said.

Liefengyun pulled the corner of his mouth and asked, "So, are you here to pursue our crime of teaching Yan Killing Fist in private? Yes, I know my mistakes and don't change it. Now I'm a second offender, even worse than last time... You definitely won't let us go easily, right?"

Sun Lingli said in a deep voice: "You should be polite to my master."

"It doesn't matter."

Feng Zhi [Biquge www.sbiquge.me]hen waved his hand and asked, "Where is your elder brother?"

"Drunk."

"He's drunk?"

Feng Zhihen frowned and said, "What kind of cultivation is he now?"

"What the hell are you here for?"

Lie Fengyun was feeling a little impulsive, and he shouted: "If you come to cause trouble for us, you don't have to come in person and just put pressure through the Martial Arts Association. That's right, we leaked your martial arts skills. This is a taboo. What regulations should be used? We will collect them, kill them or cut them. We are not afraid of you."

Sun Lingli sneered and said nothing.

Feng Zhihen sighed softly and said, "In the past few decades, you opened this martial arts school and used your martial arts cultivation to cheat. I just wanted to know why you suddenly started teaching true martial arts skills after so many years. What must be the reason in the middle?"

"I'll tell you why."

Outside the house.

A thunderous sound rang out.

Liefeng Lei strode in, his majestic figure was like a mad lion... Although he lacked an arm, he did not exaggerate his fierce aura at all. His eyes were red at this moment, and he seemed to be drunk.

He stared at Feng Zhihen and said word by word: "Because I found that there is no need to hide this martial arts anymore. The Yankill boxing skill you have created painstakingly is just a fart. No, it's not even as good as a fart..."

Feng Zhihen asked: "Is it because you created a martial art that is more powerful than Yankill Fist?"

"I don't have that ability, but someone has that ability."

Liefenglei said: "His name is Xu Lingjun. He is an underage boy under 18 years old. But he bought a fake Yankow boxing from me, but he can innovate it and deduce it into a set of moves that are far better than the genuine Yankow boxing score. You are not even as good as a 17-year-old boy. What do we hide this kind of garbage martial arts?"

Feng Zhihen thought for a while and asked, "That old Xu?"

"His classmates all call him Lao Xu."

Liefenglei said: "After seeing his Yankill Fist, I suddenly felt that the so-called Yankill Fist technique you created was not worthy of this name at all... I think I need to let you know about this."

"Hardness cannot last long, softness cannot be kept. Being blindly strong and fierce hurts the enemy, and at the same time hurts oneself. Therefore, it is necessary to combine hardness and softness, and yin and yang to combine to exert the true characteristics of the Yankill Fist. This is what he told me when I suppressed my own cultivation under the same level and was defeated by him."

Lie Fengyun said with a strange look.

He remembered the fear of being dominated by Xu Lingjun that day.

The two of them had a fight that day, and the other party defeated himself with a thunderous force. Each punch exploded to the extreme, and he ignored the damage to his body. Compared with the real Fire Kill Fist, the Fire Kill Fist he used was even more explosive, fierce, and he had already reached the extreme.

Even though he was practicing the Yankill Fist, he was beaten step by step. Every time he tried to punch, the bones were trembling with pain and trembling.

But after he defeated himself, he still said seriously that your fist is too strong, and this is not right. You need to assist with it with soft power.

OK... Anyway, he won, no matter how he said it was right.

Moreover, Lie Fengyun did ask some knowledge about Yankill Fist from the other party, and felt that it was much more profound than what he had obtained from the old man in front of him.

"Strong cannot be long, soft cannot be kept?!"

Feng Zhihen's eyes lit up and he exclaimed: "This statement is deeply rooted in my heart. Over the years, I have cultivated myself and thought about the secrets of martial arts. I only felt that I was too energetic back then, so I was unable to achieve strength... I realized the way of hardness and softness when I was old, but I didn't expect that this young man would have such deep insights."

He couldn't help but exclaim.

You know, martial arts has been prosperous in this area for hundreds of years.

But for hundreds of years, the shadow of war has always threatened every people on the Blue Star.

Everyone is trying their best to strengthen their strength so as to deal with stronger enemies. Therefore, martial arts theory has been at a relatively basic stage in theory.

Suddenly I heard the theories that Xu Lingjun had accumulated in his previous life for many years... Well, after all, the warriors in his previous life did not have such an urgent desire to strengthen themselves, and they all had great skills in their mouths.

He asked, "So you were deliberately showing your martial arts to lure me over, right?"

Liefenglei said coldly: "I didn't expect you to come so quickly. As expected, even if you are old, your mind is still so narrow-minded and so unbearable."

"What are you talking nonsense?"

Sun Lingli said angrily: "Master, he is selfless, who doesn't give a thumbs up? You two actually have the face to say that he is narrow-minded... It's shameless..."

"Okay, Lingli, didn't I say it? Don't talk, just listen quietly."

Feng Zhihen pondered for a while and said, "Is the boxing score stronger than Yankow Fist? It's just right... Over the years, I have worked hard to upgrade Yankow Fist several times and three times, Yankow Fist, Yankow Emperor Fist, Yankow Fist, Yankow Fist, Yankow Fist, Yankow Fist, and Yankow Fenglei Fist. Last year, I finally realized something and created the Yankow Fist that combines both hardness and softness."

He exclaimed: "If this kid is so talented, he can infer a set of Yankong Fist that combines both hardness and softness based on a seven-fake and three-fake boxing book. Although I have said that I will no longer accept disciples, I can't help but want to accept him as my disciple."

"Just...this is it?"

Liefeng Lei widened his eyes and stared at Feng Zhihen, as if he couldn't believe that Feng Zhihen's reaction would be so dull.

"What about that?"

Liefenglei gritted his teeth and said, "I have taught you the most important martial arts. To so many people, you can just say something amazing?"

"What about that?"

Feng Zhihen laughed and said with a smile: "Is it a big furious to know that you have spread my martial arts in your imagination? You can tell me directly when I attack that the Yankill Fist I created with my painstaking efforts is nothing... right?"

Lie Fengyun looked at his brother in surprise.

He didn't expect this level at all.

Unexpectedly, my elder brother suddenly wanted to spread martial arts, but he actually wanted to hit the old guy?

This is...too naive, right?

Just to fight for a moment?

Liefenglei said coldly: "Or what are you doing here?"

"I just want to see you and say sorry to you."

Feng Zhihen sighed softly and stood up and said, "People can change, but Xiao Lei, you really haven't changed at all... No matter what, although you may just be mocking me for the self-treasure of my past, the Flame Slaying Fist has approached perfection. If I can get some inspiration through this young man, maybe I can go further or maybe, thank you, Xiao Lei."

“Yes…sorry?”

Liefeng Lei was completely stunned.
Chapter completed!