The light dispersed. Lin Feng was standing in the sky expressionlessly. Lin Zhe Tian was the same. Lin Zhe Tian jumped forwards and disappeared. Lin Feng couldn't help but smile. Lin Zhe Tian had learned one of Lin Feng's moves, but he was still too inexperienced.
Shouted Lin Feng furiously. He took a step forwards and pointed his finger. Lights spread out and in a flash, Lin Zhe Tian appeared a hundred meters behind Lin Feng. Lin Zhe Tian looked surprised, but he didn't dare hesitate. He started flying towards Lin Feng as fast as he could.
Said Lin Feng with a bright smile. He jumped forwards again and punched towards Lin Zhe Tian. Lin Zhe Tian laughed and jumped backwards. His two punches bombarded the courtyard, turning the walls into dust.
Lin Zhe Tian jumped forwards and used all his strength to arrive in front of Lin Feng. At the same time, he pointed his finger at Lin Feng. Lin Feng sensed danger and wanted to escape.
However, Lin Zhe Tian just smiled and disappeared. Lin Feng had a bad premonition and wanted to escape. However, at that moment, Lin Zhe Tian suddenly appeared behind Lin Feng. Lin Feng's back was filled with an ice-cold sensation. His long sword was pointed at Lin Feng's waist.
Whoosh …
In a flash, all the disciples of Sword Mountain were astonished. Lin Zhe Tian had defeated Lin Feng? His son had defeated his father?
Lin Zhe Tian couldn't believe it either. He had defeated his father? Even though he knew that Lin Feng had used the same strength as him, he still couldn't believe it.
Lin Feng looked at his son who was pointing his sword at his back. Lin Feng didn't feel humiliated at all. On the contrary, he felt proud. He was even more satisfied than if he had won the battle himself.
"Son, you've even defeated me. What other hurdle can't you overcome? You are my son. If you dare try to run away again, I will kill you! "
Shouted Lin Feng furiously. Lin Zhe Tian's eyes were wide open and he raised his foot. Lin Zhe Tian couldn't block it and was immediately sent flying. He crashed into the courtyard and the entire courtyard turned into dust. Lin Zhe Tian covered his chest and coughed a few times. He looked at his father unhappily.
"Tian 'er …" When Meng Qing saw that her son had been kicked away, she immediately flew to Lin Zhe Tian's side and helped him up. When she saw that Lin Zhe Tian's mouth was covered in blood, Meng Qing's expression immediately became glum. She slowly turned her head and shouted furiously: "Lin Feng, you dare hit my son, I will hit you too!"
"Eh … Wife, don't …."
Lin Feng wanted to say something but he didn't know that Meng Qing was worried about her son. She immediately took a step forward, clenched her fists and chased after Lin Feng. Lin Feng was screaming in agony. He could only dodge Meng Qing's attacks.
Everybody was laughing heartily when they saw Lin Feng being chased around by Meng Qing. They all understood that Lin Feng was afraid of his wife!
What was supposed to be a serious matter had ended in such a humorous way. Lin Zhaotian's dispirited aura was gone, replaced by the sharpness of a sword drawn from its scabbard. It was as if anyone who touched it would be wounded.
Said the elder looking at Lin Feng with gratitude. If it hadn't been for Lin Feng, his beloved disciple would have become dispirited.
"Thank you very much, Lin Feng, my little friend. You have helped my disciple regain his former glory." said the elder looking at Lin Feng. Lin Zhe Tian was a rare disciple. If he had become dispirited, he would have been heartbroken.
Said Lin Feng indifferently while nodding and smiling, "He's my son, if I don't take care of him, who would?"
"Haha, that's true." said the elder who was surprised and then burst into laughter.
Just as the atmosphere was beginning to ease, Lin Zhe Tian, who had been standing by Meng Qing's side, stepped forward with a serious expression. He stood in the middle of the courtyard and looked up at the blue-robed man with cold eyes.
The man's long hair draped over his shoulders. His appearance wasn't bad, and there wasn't much arrogance between his brows. However, his aura was mellow and unfathomable.
"Tu Su, you humiliated me back then and now I want to take it back. Do you dare accept my challenge?"
His words ignited the atmosphere once again. The disciples of Sword Mountain, who were about to leave, gathered around Lin Zhe Tian, looking at him in shock. Did he want to challenge Tu Su?
"Tu Su?" Lin Feng was surprised when he saw that his son wanted to challenge that man in blue clothes.
"He's the head of the ten chief disciples, Deng Jia's direct disciple. He's a Holy Spirit Emperor of the sixth Holy Spirit Layer now.
Lin Feng's doubts were slowly explained to him by the disciplinary elder. When Lin Feng heard him, he indifferently nodded and then looked at his son with an encouraging look on his face. If he wanted to become a cultivator, he had to be fearless, he needed to have that kind of arrogance and unyielding battle energy. Even if his opponents were extremely strong, he wouldn't give up.
Tu Su was about to leave, but who would have thought that Lin Zhe Tian would challenge him again? He groaned coldly and said, "Lin Zhe Tian, do you think that you can challenge me now that you've recovered? Have you forgotten how you became so decadent? Hehe … "
"Eh? Could there be another reason for this? "
Lin Feng frowned when he heard Tu Su laugh coldly. He glanced at the elder next to him.
The elder's facial expression changed and he smiled wryly. As expected, he couldn't hide anything from Lin Feng. If Lin Feng knew what had happened, he wouldn't let it go. After all, Lin Zhe Tian was Lin Feng's son. How could Lin Feng let his son get bullied?
"About that, it … it …"
"Elder, let me explain."
While the disciplinary elder was hesitating, the protector slowly walked over to Lin Feng and interrupted the disciplinary elder. Then he looked at Lin Feng and said in a deep voice: "Lin Zhe Tian challenged Tu Su during the competition of Sword Mountain, but Tu Su defeated him in five moves. At that time, Lin Zhe Tian had only been at Sword Mountain for less than half a month."
"But Lin Zhe Tian didn't give up. Three months ago, he challenged Tu Su again. But that time, he and Tu Su exchanged more than a hundred blows, and the matter was left unsettled. Who would have guessed that on that very night, Deputy Mountain Bishop Deng Jia would reprimand Lin Zhe Tian? He warned him not to fight Tu Su, or he would not be forgiven."
"But I'm sure you know your own son's personality. Later on, Lin Zhe Tian challenged Tu Su again. That time, Tu Su almost lost to Lin Zhe Tian. Vice Mountain Chieftain Deng Jia flew into a rage and immediately called a halt to the competition.
"I am Lin Zhe Tian's teacher, of course, I wouldn't let it go. I fought against Deng Jia and lost. Maybe Lin Zhe Tian's heart changed and he became a bit depressed."
The protector's facial expression became ice-cold. He also thought that Deng Jia's actions were despicable.
When Lin Feng heard that, he understood the general situation. His eyes were filled with killing intent. The elder had a bad feeling. Lin Feng's impression of Sword Mountain was going to be bad.
"Tu Su, I will only ask you one thing. Do you dare accept my challenge? Do you want to bet on your position as the chief disciple? "
Shouted Lin Zhe Tian in a deep voice, attracting everybody's attention. Lin Feng was furious and looked at his son.
Since his son was challenging someone, he would support him. But if Deng Jia wanted to interfere, he wouldn't mind letting the vice-leader know.
He could beat his own son, he could scold him, but other people didn't have the right to!
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