Full-level sword enlightenment: a new system every day

"What's the situation? A punch?"

"Although Huang Se was only in the fourth level of body training when he entered the sect, he has been promoted to the fourth level in one year. He reached the eighth level of body training as early as a month ago. Why is he so vulnerable in front of newcomers?"

"This freshman is a bit strong."

"..."

The surprising scene made the old students take a new look at Lin Feng.

Although they were the worst group of disciples last year, they were doing odd jobs in the sect.

But anyway, they are approaching Qi refining.

Facing the new students, such powerlessness is really surprising.

"This newcomer has reached the ninth level of body training."

At this time, an old student who was also from the Ninth Heaven of Body Training spoke, which shocked the group of old students again.

"Body Forging Ninth Heaven? I'll go... Isn't this talent comparable to that of our generation's Tianjiao Luo Ying?"

"It doesn't matter how many days he is, even if he is in the Qi refining period today, he will still be beaten."

"Go together."

"Boom..."

On the martial field, more than [-] old students beat Lin Feng together.

"Shameless."

Lin Feng cursed, this is so shameless.

He hurriedly looked at how much incense sticks were left, and fought hard for that elixir.

"Boom bang..."

Body forging below the Nine Heavens, one punch at a time!
Lin Feng swung his fists and kicks fiercely, and he dealt with five or six old students who were in the seventh or eighth level of forging in one breath.

But he was also surrounded by it.

"Boy, give up. Seeing that you are talented, we will show mercy."

An old student who forged Ninth Heaven looked at Lin Feng and said.

Facing Tianjiao, they still have to show some face.

Otherwise, when Tianjiao grows up in the future, they will be miserable.

This kind of thing happened a lot in Wuji Sword Sect.

"Heh... sorry, I want that pill."

Lin Feng smiled coldly, and pulled out the kitchen knife lying on his body.

After his observation for a period of time, it seems that this group of old students also has some limitations in educating new students.

No one used weapons, and no one used martial arts, only relying on fists, feet and their own strength.

If this is the case, maybe he has a chance to survive a stick of incense.

"Hold a knife? You don't talk about martial arts?"

Seeing the kitchen knife that Lin Feng pulled out, an old student immediately criticized.

"Wu De? Are you gang-beating me and telling me Wu De?"

Lin Feng's immediate retort left the old students speechless.

"Fuck him..."

The old student who became angry from embarrassment made another move.

But this time, Lin Feng didn't even give them a chance to get close.

The method of unblocking the bull knife is fast and ruthless, and he is not afraid of chopping the opponent to pieces without arms or legs. It is a real effort.

Although the kitchen knife is not sharp, but with the strength of Lin Feng's body training, if it falls on a person, it is enough to hurt the tendons and bones.

Those old students were just as Lin Feng expected, they couldn't use weapons and martial arts, they were intimidated by Lin Feng who was desperately holding a kitchen knife, and they couldn't do anything about Lin Feng?
Jumping feet angrily.

Whoever approaches Lin Feng, the kitchen knife greets them, can you not be afraid?

"Boy, if you have the ability to put down the kitchen knife, let's fight with each other."

An old student called out to Lin Feng.

"Okay, let's go heads-up then."

Lin Feng smiled, he would definitely not be able to fight in group fights with fists and kicks, and the odds of winning in a one-on-one fight are not small.

"Put down the kitchen knife, we will fight you one-on-one."

"You challenge me one-on-one, and I'll put down the kitchen knife."

"Cao..."

The two sides are deadlocked, and neither is willing to retreat.

Because each other is very clear, what are their respective advantages?
In this way, the time of a stick of incense was consumed little by little.

The old man couldn't sit still.

A man named Leng Jian, who is also from the Ninth Heaven of Body Forging, stood up and challenged Lin Feng one-on-one.

"Come."

Lin Feng didn't hesitate either, he still had a chance of winning against the same level.

"Accept."

Leng Jian shouted in a deep voice, rushed over in three or two steps, and swept towards Lin Feng with a whip kick in the air.

The speed and strength are not weaker than Lin Feng, and it has been a long time since he was promoted to the Ninth Heaven of Body Training.

Lin Feng knew very well that under such circumstances, he had no martial skills, no special physique and special strengths, and it was impossible to crush and defeat the opponent.

There is only one way to win.

That is to compare who is more ruthless.

I saw Lin Feng facing Leng Jian's whip leg, and he didn't dodge at all.

He just hugged it with one hand, and at the same time used his own body to bear the whipping force of Leng Jian.

"Boom!"

A heavy kick landed on Lin Feng's body. He couldn't dodge this kick, and he would definitely be at a disadvantage in the confrontation.

Therefore, he chose to be tough!

Who is harder and stronger...

"Boom!"

"what……"

Leng Jian, who hit Lin Feng with a blow, was about to say something, but Lin Feng punched him on the bridge of the nose, causing him to scream in pain.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Feng attacked Leng Jian recklessly.

Relying on his rich combat experience and stronger strength than Lin Feng, Leng Jian counterattacked quickly.

But what he didn't expect was that in the face of his attack, Lin Feng still didn't dodge at all, trying to get him even if he was injured.

That ruthlessness scared Leng Jian.

"You lunatic." Leng Jian scolded Lin Feng angrily, stepped back, and quickly distanced himself from Lin Feng, obviously timid and soft!
"I'll go... this guy is really ruthless."

"Prickly head, absolutely thorny head."

"..."

Everyone was shocked when they saw Lin Feng's style of killing one thousand enemies and destroying himself eight hundred.

As a result, it was not surprising that Leng Jian became a small party dish and couldn't stand it anymore.

"Stop, I admit defeat."

Not long after, Leng Jian held his cracked nose and shouted.

Lin Feng smiled contemptuously, and looked at the group of old students: "Who else?"