super genius

Chapter 102 Just let the horse come!

It was with strong self-confidence that Lin Xiaoyu remained absolutely calm in the face of Han Feng's powerful offensive, constantly using his sense of strength to dodge the opponent's attack.

If ordinary martial arts practitioners want to avoid the opponent's attack, they rely on their accumulated experience and the instinctive reaction speed of their bodies.

But Lin Xiaoyu doesn't need it at all, he can completely follow his feeling.

The strong spiritual power that can sense power and the characteristics of Tai Chi enable him to anticipate the enemy's opportunity and react at the moment the opponent makes a move.

As long as the opponent's speed is not too fast, no matter how the opponent attacks, it is not easy to hit him.

Han Feng originally thought that his dagger was fast enough, and Lin Xiaoyu would be cut bloody by himself soon, but 3 minutes passed, and Lin Xiaoyu missed a single cut!

"This...how is this possible?" Han Feng began to sweat coldly on his forehead, and he really couldn't figure out why.

He was confident that as long as he didn't meet Mr. Yang himself, no one in the Yang family would be his opponent, let alone his disciple.

However, how could this old Yang's disciple be so strong that he had used [-]% of his skills, but he couldn't hurt the other party in the slightest!

Han Feng, who was always calm, became very restless. If he knew that someone named Ding Yao had the same feeling as him, he would understand how desperate Ding Yao was.

4 minutes, 5 minutes... The time passed minute by minute, and the battle between Han Feng and Lin Xiaoyu was not over yet.

Han Feng still had the upper hand, but Lin Xiaoyu was still unscathed. There was an obvious difference in mentality between the two.

Han Feng was in a hurry, but Lin Xiaoyu was not in a hurry at all, he regarded the other party as his training partner.

Lin Xiaoyu found that the stronger his opponent was, the greater and faster his progress in martial arts would be.

Last time he played against Ding Yao, his strength improved once.

Fighting against the Taixing Eight Wolves, his strength improved again.

This time against a master like Han Feng, Lin Xiaoyu felt that after the fight, his strength would definitely improve again.

Of course, the premise is that he can defeat Han Feng.

The last time he fought against Ding Yao, he finally defeated Ding Yao by relying on alchemy.

But this time, it seems that I still have to use alchemy.

But Lin Xiaoyu is not in a hurry, he wants to fight Han Feng more, after all, this kind of opportunity is too rare, isn't it?

If Han Feng knew that Lin Xiaoyu regarded him as a training partner, he would definitely vomit blood.

He is the number one master of the Han family, this kid actually regards himself as a training partner, this is simply despising himself naked!
Han Feng became more and more impatient, wanting to resolve the battle as soon as possible, so his sword attacks became faster and faster.

He was afraid that the police would chase him later, and he would be unable to escape by then!

Originally, Han Feng wanted to restrain Lin Xiaoyu and ask where the thing was, but now Han Feng didn't want to.

As long as he killed Lin Xiaoyu and searched his house at that time, he didn't believe that he couldn't find what his foster father wanted.

So, kill Lin Xiaoyu now!

brush!
Han Feng suddenly changed his move, and the shadows of the dagger in his eyes instantly merged into one, turning into a shining dagger, stabbing straight at Lin Xiaoyu's heart!
"So fast!" Lin Xiaoyu only felt that the dagger in his eyes was infinitely magnified, so big that it could fill all the sight lines of his eyes!

Lin Xiaoyu's eyes could no longer look directly at the dagger, so he could only rely on the perception of mental power to perceive where the dagger stabbed.

Just when the dagger was only five centimeters away from Lin Xiaoyu's chest, Lin Xiaoyu's hands snapped together and clamped the dagger.

The next moment, Lin Xiaoyu only felt an invisible and sharp force continue to stab towards his heart, making it impossible for him to avoid it!

"Damn it!" Lin Xiaoyu moved abruptly to the left, the sharp force pierced his chest and passed by his heart.

Puff!

Lin Xiaoyu's chest was stabbed with a trace of a dagger, blood spattered!
thump!
Lin Xiaoyu sat down on the bench, covered his bleeding chest with his hands, looked at Han Feng with a pale face, and said very hard, "Who are you...why are you...you want to kill me?"

"Hehe, what do you think?" Han Feng heaved a long sigh of relief seeing that he had finally dealt with Lin Xiaoyu.

He used his strongest killing move - sword energy, and was able to defeat Lin Xiaoyu. It was really embarrassing.

But no matter what, he finally completed the task given by his adoptive father, Master Han.

Walking in front of Lin Xiaoyu in a happy mood, Han Feng looked at Lin Xiaoyu with disdain: "Boy, hand over Master Han's things, and I will give you a good time. Otherwise, you will let you know what life is better than death."

"Master Han?" Lin Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then asked, "What did he do to Aunt Mo?"

"Aunt Mo? Are you talking about Madam?" Han Feng didn't expect Lin Xiaoyu to ask about Mo Kexin, so he couldn't help being stunned.

Few people knew that Mo Kexin and Lin Xiaoyu had a good friendship, because Han Pengfei didn't want more people to know that he was cuckolded by a kid, so even Han Feng didn't know about it.

But Han Feng didn't want to take care of this matter, he just wanted to solve the problem as soon as possible: "Boy, stop talking nonsense. If you don't hand over Master Han's stuff, don't blame me for killing your mother..."

Before it was too late, Lin Xiaoyu jumped up suddenly, and punched Han Feng's throat with an inch of strength.

Click!

Han Feng only heard a very crisp sound coming from his throat, and then he covered his throat, fell to the ground, and fell into a state of shortness of breath.

"How...it's possible..." Han Feng never dreamed that Lin Xiaoyu seemed to be uninjured, and could still have such a fast speed and such ferocious strength after bleeding so much.

What made Han Feng even more unexpected was, didn't the information say that Lin Xiaoyu could only know Tai Chi?When did he learn the fierce Wing Chun for melee combat?
If Lin Xiaoyu had used Tai Chi, Han Feng would have been severely injured, but it was unlikely that he would be killed in one blow.

But Wing Chun's Cun Jin punch is different, the power is concentrated at one point and explodes, and it hits the throat, Han Feng has no chance of surviving.

"Nothing is impossible." Lin Xiaoyu looked at Han Feng coldly, "I wanted you to say a few more words, but you shouldn't threaten me to kill my mother."

"Cough...cough...so dirty..." Han Feng coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, his body twitched a few times on the ground, and his eyes began to slacken.

He struggled to take out a clean tissue from his pocket, trying to wipe the blood from his mouth.

He is a clean freak and doesn't like sticky things like blood.

However, as soon as his hand was raised, it dropped down, still holding the tissue tightly in his hand.

Looking at Han Feng, who was dying in peace, Lin Xiaoyu didn't show any sympathy: "Han Pengfei, if you have the ability, let him come here, I'm afraid you and I won't be named Lin!"

(End of this chapter)