C293 The Head of the Disciples Tu Su!
C293 The Head of the Disciples Tu Su!
Lin Feng roared and took a step forward. He pointed his finger and the light rippled out. In the next moment, he saw Lin Zhetian's figure appear a hundred meters behind Lin Feng. Lin Zhetian's face was a little solemn. He did not dare to be slow. He glided and ran at full speed towards Lin Feng.
Lin Feng laughed heartily and took another step forward. His arms struck out and two gusts of wind rushed towards Lin Zhetian. Lin Zhetian also laughed out loud, and then his playful left foot slipped, and his entire body fell to the void. The energy from the two palms struck the courtyard, and the walls of the courtyard were smashed into dust.
Lin Zhetian took a step forward with his left foot and used all his strength to arrive in front of Lin Feng. At the same time, he pointed out his finger and a ripple appeared around Lin Feng's body. The terrifying energy made Lin Feng feel danger, so he prepared to escape.
However, Lin Zhetian smiled playfully and his figure suddenly disappeared. Lin Feng thought to himself, Not good, and was about to retreat quickly, but at this moment, Lin Zhetian suddenly appeared behind Lin Feng. A cold feeling spread across Lin Feng's back, and the sharp sword was pointed at Lin Feng's waist.
Hua...
In an instant, all the disciples of Sword Mountain could not help but exclaim. Lin Zhetian actually won against Lin Feng? His son won against him?
Lin Zhetian himself also felt that it was unbelievable. He had defeated his father? Although he knew that Lin Feng had used the same strength to fight him, it was still unbelievable.
Lin Feng watched as his son pointed the sword at his back. With just a little bit of strength, he would stab it down without hesitation. Lin Feng did not feel embarrassed. Instead, he felt proud, more satisfied than if he had won the battle.
"Son, you have even defeated me. What else can you not overcome? You are my son, Lin Feng. If you dare to retreat again, I will kill you!"
With a furious roar, Lin Feng widened his eyes and kicked out. The terrifying force of the kick was so heavy that Lin Zhetian could not block it at all. He was directly kicked out by his father and heavily smashed into the courtyard, causing the entire courtyard to turn into dust. Lin Zhetian held his chest and coughed a few times, looking at his father with dissatisfaction.
"Tian." When Meng Qing saw her son being kicked away, she immediately flew to Lin Zhetian's side anxiously and helped him up. Seeing that there was blood flowing out of the corner of Lin Zhetian's mouth, Meng Qing's face immediately darkened. She slowly turned her head and shouted angrily, "Lin Feng, how dare you hit my son? I will hit you too!"
"Uh... Wife, you... Ah, no."
Just as Lin Feng was about to say something, he didn't expect Meng Qing to feel sorry for her son. He immediately took a step forward, clenched his fist, and chased after Lin Feng. Lin Feng shouted bitterly, and could only scramble up and down to dodge Meng Qing's attack.
Everyone laughed heartily as they watched Lin Feng being chased around by Meng Qing. They all understood one thing: he was afraid of his wife!
The serious thing ended in such a humorous scene. Lin Zhetian's decadence disappeared and was replaced by the sharp feeling of a sword being unsheathed, as if anyone who touched it would be injured.
The mountain guardian Elder looked at Lin Feng with a grateful expression. If it wasn't for Lin Feng, his precious disciple might really have become decadent.
"Thank you, Little Friend Lin Feng, for helping my disciple regain his former ambitions." The mountain guardian elder looked at Lin Feng excitedly and said. Lin Zhetian was his disciple that he rarely saw in a hundred years. If he was so dispirited, his heart would ache very much.
Lin Feng nodded at the mountain guardian elder and said with a smile, "This is my own son. I don't care who cares about him."
"Haha, that's true." The elder was startled for a moment before he laughed heartily.
Just as the atmosphere calmed down a little, Lin Zhetian, who was standing beside Meng Qing, took a step forward with a serious expression and stood in the middle of the courtyard. He raised his head and looked at a man in a blue robe with a cold glint in his eyes.
The man had long hair that fell over his shoulders. He looked good, and there wasn't much arrogance in his eyes, but his aura was round and unfathomable.
"Tu Su, what you humiliated me in the past, I want to take it back today. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"
With a single sentence, the atmosphere in the arena was ignited once again. The disciples of Sword Mountain who were about to leave all gathered around and looked at Lin Zhetian in shock. He actually wanted to challenge Tu Su?
"Tu Su?" Lin Feng couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that his son was actually going to challenge the blue-robed man.
"He is the head of the top ten chief disciples, the personal disciple of the Deputy Mountain Lord of Sword Mountain. Right now, he is at the sixth level of Holy Spirit Emperor, unfathomable."
Lin Feng's doubt was slowly explained by the Punishment Elder at the side. When Lin Feng heard this, he nodded his head lightly and then looked at his son with an encouraging expression. If he wanted to become a dream and charge forward fearlessly, he needed this kind of pride and unyielding fighting spirit. No matter how strong the opponent was, he would not give up.
Tu Su was also about to leave, but who knew that Lin Zhetian actually wanted to challenge him again, causing his face to turn gloomy, and then he coldly snorted: "Lin Zhetian, do you think that you can challenge me just because you have just returned to normal? Have you forgotten how you became decadent? Haha!
"Hmm? Is there another reason for this?"
When Lin Feng heard Tu Su's sneer, he could not help but frown as he glanced at the Punishment Elder beside him.
The Punishment Elder's expression immediately changed, and then he smiled bitterly. Sure enough, he couldn't hide it from Lin Feng. However, if Lin Feng knew about this, with Lin Feng's personality, he would definitely not let the matter rest. After all, Lin Zhetian was Lin Feng's son. If his son was bullied, how could he not care?
"This thing, it... it."
"I'll explain the punishment."
Just as the Sentencing Elder was hesitating, the mountain guardian elder slowly walked to Lin Feng's side and interrupted the Sentencing Elder who had a bitter expression. He then looked at Lin Feng and said in a deep voice: "It's like this. Lin Zhetian challenged Tu Su in a Sword Mountain's disciple competition, but was defeated by Tu Su in five moves. At that time, Lin Zhetian had just arrived at Sword Mountain for less than half a month."
"However, Lin Zhetian did not give up. Three months ago, he challenged Tu Su again, but at that time, he and Tu Su fought for a hundred moves without a victor, so the matter was left unsettled. Who knew that late that night, Lin Zhetian was taught a lesson by the Deputy Mountain Lord, and warned Lin Zhetian not to compete with Tu Su, or else he would not forgive Lin Zhetian."
"But you should know your own son's personality very well. Lin Zhetian challenged Tu Su again, and at that time, Tu Su was almost defeated by Lin Zhetian. Deng Jia was furious and immediately stopped the competition, and humiliated Lin Zhetian on the spot."
"I am Lin Zhetian's master, so of course I would not give up. I fought with Deng Jia and lost in the end. Perhaps it was at that time, Lin Zhetian's heart changed, and he became a little dispirited."
When the mountain guardian Elder said this, his eyes turned slightly cold. It was obvious that he also felt that Deng Jia's actions were despicable.
When Lin Feng heard this, he had a rough understanding of the situation. His eyes couldn't help but flicker with a trace of killing intent. The Penal Elder thought to himself, Not good, and Lin Feng was afraid that his impression of Sword Mountain would be reduced.
"Tu Su, I only have one question for you. Do you dare to accept my challenge? Bet on the seat of your chief disciple? "
At this moment, Lin Zhetian shouted again, attracting everyone's attention. Lin Feng temporarily put down the anger in his heart and looked at his son.
Since his son challenged others, he would naturally support him greatly, but if that Deng Jia still wanted to interfere, then he wouldn't mind letting that Deputy Mountain Lord know.
He could beat and scold his own son, but others did not have the qualification!