"Iron-blooded centurion Lin Heng!"

Lin Feng was slightly shocked when he heard the strong man’s words!

Deep in his memory, a shadow of a person also appeared, overlapping with the bald strong man in front of him.

"It's him, it's Uncle Fang!"

...

"snort!"

The crowd onlookers were all knights from the second team of Xuan Armored Heavy Knights, and the leaders were two strong men with the seventh level of Tiger Fist. After hearing the strong man's words, one of them snorted coldly, "What an iron-blooded centurion, bullshit! A man who betrayed the sect was actually offered so high by your team. It's ridiculous!"

"Zhao Wei, what did you say?" The bald strong man's eyes flashed with cold light and shouted angrily, "If Lao Lin is a traitor, how could the sect leader let him leave Luoyun City? The sect leader didn't say such words. Why do you say Lao Lin is a traitor? You said this, but you want to fight me?"

"Fang Ba, others are afraid of you, I am not afraid of you!" Zhao Wei sneered, "Lin Heng betrays the sect, this is well-known for everyone. He was able to leave Luoyun City safely because he was care about his old love. Only the old guys in your group, because they have been rescued by Lin Heng several times, still regard him as a hero! In my eyes, he is not even a big fuck!"

"Okay! OK! OK!" Fang Ba, a bald man, gritted his teeth and sneered, "Zhao Wei, you are very good! You are so brave that you dare to say such things in front of me! Come on, let me see what strength you have!"

"I'm not your opponent in fighting alone, but you should take a good look at the situation today." Zhao Wei laughed and said, "Brother Fang Mo and I have always taken action together. You have no chance of winning against us. And now our second brigade is stationed here, and everyone here is our people. Lao Fang, if you want to be embarrassed once, I will play with you, haha!"

Another powerful man from the seventh level of Tiger Fist, Fang Mo, also smiled and said, "Fang Ba, we are just watching the fun today and are not ready to interfere with your affairs. But if you want to fight with us, it would be too unwise! Let's deal with your own affairs first!"

"Today's fight, I have to fight!" Fang Ba shouted angrily, "You dare to insult Lao Lin, I will let you go back like this. After I go back, I will definitely be laughed to death by the brothers of the first team! Zhao Wei, Fang Mo, you all get out for me!"

Zhao Wei and Fang Mo looked at each other, and sneered at the same time, and walked out of the crowd. They were both the seventh level of Tiger Fist, and they were two-on-one, so they were not afraid of this Fang Ba.

"Slow!" The three of them were about to take action, but a voice sounded behind them.

Fang Ba turned his head and shouted, "Boy, let's talk about your affairs later. We will fight this first!"

Lin Feng smiled at Fang Ba: "Uncle Fang, I must solve this matter myself!"

"Hmm?" Fang Ba was stunned, "Boy, what are you calling me?"

"Uncle Fang!"

Lin Feng smiled slightly at Fang Ba, but his face suddenly became cold when he looked at Zhao Wei, and said solemnly: "Zhao Wei, you humiliate your father and I want to duel with you!"

"What?" Zhao Wei looked confused, "Boy, what do you mean! Aren't you going to fight with Fang Ba? Why are you going to duel with me again?"

"My name is Lin Feng, the Iron Blood Centurion Lin Heng, is my father." Lin Feng said coldly, "Zhao Wei, do you dare to duel with me?"

Everyone has their own bottom line, and Lin Feng is no exception. How could Lin Feng bear it when Zhao Wei actually said that his father?

Wow!

After hearing Lin Feng's words, the courtyard suddenly became lively.

"He is Lin Heng's son!"

"No wonder those moves just now are so powerful. It is indeed Lin Heng's way!"

"This kid has some skills. It seems that he is here to take the test? At the age of fourteen, he actually reached the sixth level of Tiger Fist!"

"When Lin Heng joined the Xuanjia Heavy Knight, he was also the sixth level of Tiger Fist, right? This kid really has the style of his father!"

Iron-blooded centurion Lin Heng is definitely a famous figure among the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry. Even the knights of the Second Team have heard of Lin Heng's deeds. They are also very impressed by those things. Lin Heng is definitely a legendary existence in the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry.

If it weren't for the extremely strange last battle, Lin Heng was still the hero of the entire Xuan Armor Heavy Cavalry. However, since that last battle, Lin Heng left Luoyun City, the situation changed. However, with Lin Feng's words, people remembered Lin Heng's majesty at the time.

"Xiao Feng! You are Xiao Feng!" Fang Ba looked at Lin Feng and said in surprise, "Good boy, you have returned to Luoyun City! You have grown up so old! Oh, that's right, you are exactly fourteen years old this year, and it's time to come!"

While ecstatic, Fang Ba also became a little incoherent.

"Thank you Uncle Fang for protecting my father." Lin Feng smiled gratefully and turned to Zhao Wei and said, "Zhao Wei, I want to duel with you. Do you dare to face the challenge?"

At this time, Lin Feng also had many doubts in his heart. He was not clear about the reason why his father left Luoyun City. However, as a son of man, Zhao Wei was insulting his father, so he naturally had to stand up!

In his heart, my father is the most majestic mountain. How can his father's dignity be offended by others?

"Are you Lao Lin's son?" Zhao Wei said in surprise, "No wonder you bought this house! At a young age, the sixth level of Tiger Fist is really good, and the one who has not lost your father. But boy, if you want to duel with me, I'm afraid you're still a little more tender!"

"Xiao Feng, forget it!" Fang Ba woke up and said quickly, "I'll let uncle help you with this tone! Just watch from the side!"

"No need, thank you Uncle Fang." Lin Feng smiled at Fang Ba, turned around and repeated, "Zhao Wei, do you dare to fight me?"

"This brat!" Zhao Wei curled his lips, "It's so unlucky! What's the matter with him? I just said it casually, just be happy. Made, just watch the fun, why did I become the protagonist?"

"Haha! Who told you to be so stinky?" Fang Mo laughed, "Old Zhao, just play with this guy! They are going to 'duel' with you're going to 'duel'!"

Zhao Wei shook his head and looked at Fang Badao: "Lao Fang, what do you think?"

"You dare to hurt Xiaofeng, be careful that I will squeeze your balls!" Fang Ba snorted coldly.

"Damn!" Zhao Wei cursed, looking at Lin Feng with a bitter face, "Boy, come on, uncle will play with you. In fact, when it comes to Lao Lin, apart from the last battle that year, I still admire him. If you have any skills, just use it. Uncle will give you a face and play with you. Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

Lin Feng was stunned. He didn't expect this guy to say such things. His originally high anger disappeared immediately.

In fact, Zhao Wei was not pretentious. Lin Heng was definitely the most powerful figure under the command of the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry. Most of the strong men in each brigade of Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry looked down on each other, but only Lin Heng, the centurion, was unanimously recognized by everyone. The strong men in each brigade admired the Iron-blooded centurion, and Zhao Wei was no exception back then.

"Go, Xiaofeng. I have uncle here, I wonder if this guy dares not play any tricks." Fang Badao.

Lin Feng smiled bitterly. Duel is a life-and-death battle. Is this a duel called a duel?

Lin Feng took a deep breath, calmed down, looked at Zhao Wei and shouted: "Please!"

"Please, boy." Zhao Wei responded casually. The battle that was one level higher was one-on-one, and he didn't believe there would be any suspense.

Lin Feng increased his perception ability to the limit, and the internal energy in his body was running at full speed. He suddenly stepped on the ground and rushed towards Zhao Weiji. At the same time, he swung his right fist from under his ribs and headed straight for Zhao Wei's face!

"Okay!" Zhao Wei saw Lin Feng's punch being extremely domineering, but he had a bit of Lin Heng's style. He also praised him, standing there and punching him casually towards Lin Feng's fist.

He is the seventh level of Tiger Fist, and his strength is twice as big as the sixth level of Tiger Fist. Although he punches casually, it is also more than the full-strength of Tiger Fist's sixth level of Tiger Fist! Zhao Wei is confident that if Lin Feng does not close his punch, he will be injured under his attack.

Lin Feng looked at Zhao Wei's fist, his expression remained unchanged, and the local strengthening power in his right arm suddenly activated, and his fist speed instantly doubled!

"Huh!" Zhao Wei's face suddenly changed, he slid his shoulders and misstepped his fists, swinging his fists outwards to avoid colliding with Lin Feng's fists. Lin Feng's fists slashed past Zhao Wei's fists, but it was empty.

Lin Feng secretly complained in his heart that Zhao Wei's quick reaction was indeed beyond his expectations. Knowing that he could not meet this punch, he easily avoided the head-on collision with Lin Feng by moving his feet.

Relying on his powerful perception ability, Lin Feng clearly predicted Zhao Wei's movements, but he had no choice. After all, his right arm was the seventh level of the tiger-shaped fist, and the other parts were still the sixth level of the tiger-shaped fist. His legs were not strengthened, and his movement speed was naturally not as good as Zhao Wei. Since Zhao Wei dodged, he could not keep up with Zhao Wei's movements at all.

In the eyes of others, Zhao Wei was timid and did not dare to collide with Lin Feng head-on!

"Old Zhao, what did you do!"

Fang Mo shook his head, feeling very embarrassed. The onlookers also looked weird and couldn't understand what was going on.

"Okay!" Fang Ba was so happy that he burst into laughter.

"Boy, I can't tell it!" Zhao Wei, who entered the state of fighting, was like another person, completely unaffected by the surroundings, and looked at Lin Feng and said, "Although you are a little special, I will still win today, uncle! Take me a punch!"

As he said that, Zhao Wei's aura rose sharply, and a solemn aura rushed towards Lin Feng, like an eagle and falcon. The strong fighting spirit enveloped Lin Feng's surroundings, which made Lin Feng feel extremely uncomfortable.

After all, he is a strong man in the army. Zhao Wei, who has been fighting for many years, has obviously not been underestimated.

Lin Feng's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he shouted and rushed towards Zhao Wei. His muscles suddenly tensed up and he punched Zhao Wei!

After the punch was shot out, Lin Feng felt a sense of relief all over his body and got rid of Zhao Wei's fighting spirit.

"Haha, OK!" Zhao Wei laughed wildly, and his right hand moved!

When he rushed over, he did not punch. At this time, he finally took action!

This punch looked extremely slow and the direction was extremely weird. Lin Feng couldn't tell where the other party's fist was about to attack him, but obviously the other party was not going to collide with him.

"Fight!" Lin Feng gritted his teeth, and the surging power in his right arm burst out instantly. His fist accelerated again and smashed towards Zhao Wei in his chest!

"Haha!" Zhao Wei laughed a long time, and moved to the left like lightning. He had already flashed past Lin Feng's fist, but his right fist suddenly accelerated and hit Lin Feng's shoulder.

"Defeated!" Lin Feng's body instantly lost balance, rotated on the spot for half a circle, and finally sat heavily on the ground.

A wry smile appeared on his face.

I couldn't help but lose, and there was no suspense.
Chapter completed!