Chapter 004: Wandering with a Sword

Seeing the determination in Lin Feng's eyes, Lin Hai sighed inwardly. His son had truly grown up. Indeed, remaining sheltered at home was the behavior of a coward; how could one become a strong martial artist in such a manner? Yet, as all parents feel, it was somewhat difficult to let go from his perspective.

"Xiao Feng, isn't it good to cultivate at home? Why must you return to the sect?" Lin Hai felt a bit uneasy upon hearing Lin Feng's intention to return to the sect; he still harbored lingering concerns about the last incident and could not let it go.

Father, some things are unavoidable. If I hide at home and cultivate, with you always protecting me, how can I grow and become a strong martial artist? Lin Feng's eyes revealed a determination; the power of the sect is far greater than that of the Lin family. There are powerful techniques and martial skills there, as well as fierce competition. Only in the sect can he truly grow.

"Those who insult others will always be insulted in return!" Lin Hai murmured softly, a glimmer of brilliance flashing in his smiling eyes. His son had truly changed, able to articulate such philosophical words.

"You keep calling me useless, yet now you can't even take a punch from me. So what does that make you?" Lin Feng said sarcastically, looking at Lin Yun as he shot him a venomous glare.

If you can withstand my three moves, I will no longer make a move. Lin Yun stepped forward, intending to defeat Lin Feng with the most brutal methods, making him understand just how useless he truly is

"Rest assured, Father, I will definitely work hard to cultivate and trample them all underfoot." Lin Feng's words exuded immense confidence. With a dark martial soul, his cultivation speed was many times faster than that of ordinary people, and his comprehension ability had also become formidable. Coupled with a persistent heart, he had every reason to believe that he would not be inferior to those so-called geniuses

Is this still the useless young master of the Lin family? Looking at Lin Feng, a sudden thought arose in the hearts of the crowd: to be able to knock Lin Yun away with a single punch, he must possess at least six thousand pounds of strength

Heroes wield swords to traverse the world, their boldness staining the blue sky with blood

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On the vast expanse of the earth, as far as the eye can see, Lin Feng rides on horseback, galloping between heaven and earth. Suddenly, a surge of lofty ambition arises within, filled with boundless aspirations

Ten days had passed, and Lin Feng finally emerged from his room, letting out a long breath. In these ten days, he had reached the peak of the sixth level of the Qi Martial Realm, just one breath away from stepping into the seventh level.

Father, I am leaving said Lin Feng, looking at his father who was seeing him off outside the city of Yangzhou

In the years of cultivation, when martial artists are training, time passes the fastest. For those who can absorb the vital energy of heaven and earth, going without food for ten days or so poses no problem at all, as the vital energy of heaven and earth is the purest essence.

"Hmm, be careful." Lin Hai nodded, and then Lin Feng rode away on horseback. The thousand miles of snow quickly transformed into a white stream of clouds, and before long, it disappeared outside the city of Yangzhou

Lin Yun looked at Lin Feng, feeling insulted. Among the younger generation of the family, his talent could only be considered average. It was only in front of Lin Feng that he could find a sense of pride. Therefore, every time he saw Lin Feng, he was always willing to mock him a little. Yet, this Lin Feng, who was regarded as the most useless among the younger generation of the family, was now actually saying he wanted to challenge him, which left Lin Yun feeling humiliated.

Lin Haoran stood up, staring blankly at Lin Yun, who was lying on the ground

With a muffled grunt, Lin Yun's body was sent flying, causing everyone's gaze to freeze at that moment. This scene was strikingly similar to the earlier battle between Lin Hai and Lin Ba Dao. Lin Yun, without the slightest bit of resistance, was sent flying with just a single punch.

In three months, it will be the annual meeting, at which time the disciples of the family who are cultivating in the sect will all return. If he does not strive to improve his cultivation, it may be Lin Feng who faces humiliation next time

The crowd suddenly heard the call of Lin Yun and *Tu* Book, echoing Lin Feng's earlier words, "You keep calling me useless. I want to ask, if one day you find yourself to be worse than me, how will you manage to save face?" The current reality seemed to validate the young man's unyielding and proud words

Is it merely the sixth level of the Qi Martial Realm that is sufficient to flaunt one's power here? Lin Haoran was actually scolded by a junior, and his expression was extremely unpleasant

The crowd was taken aback, looking at Lin Feng, wondering if this guy had lost his mind, as he was spouting such outrageous claims

I have made my move Lin Feng was unwilling to waste more words with the other party As his voice fell, his body leaned forward, his fist slowly raised, and then swung towards Lin Yun

In his previous life, Lin Feng was fond of martial arts, yearning for the chivalrous heroes who rode horses and sang, wielding swords as they traversed the rivers and lakes. Little did he expect that in this life, he would also have the opportunity to roam freely across the world, accompanied by a steed.

"If you can take a punch from me, I will consider myself defeated," Lin Feng said with a calm shake of his head. This nonchalant tone instantly darkened Lin Yun's expression, as if he truly could not withstand even a single punch from Lin Feng.

Since you are determined to return to the sect, I will not obstruct you, but you must pay attention to your safety

Lifting his head, Lin Feng glanced at Lin Haoran once more.

This life is destined to be extraordinary, this life is destined to be magnificent

"It cannot be considered as showing off; I am merely returning what you and your son have given me." Lin Feng, unwilling to say more, turned to leave and remarked, "Those who insult others will always be insulted in return"

As Lin Feng's voice fell, the entire training ground suddenly fell silent

"No matter how beautiful the words of a waste may be, he is still a waste in the end. Only someone like you, a waste, would engage in such verbal sparring," Lin Yun mocked.

The air suddenly trembled, and a fierce wave abruptly appeared on Lin Feng's fist, the force of the punch crackling loudly. The crowd could only see a wave surging madly towards Lin Yun.

Lin Feng actively challenged Lin Yun

Lin Yun, agreed to him. Lin Haoran's gaze fell on Lin Yun, conveying a look of profound meaning.

Moreover, as an elder, you have consistently referred to me as a waste of space. Now that your son has been defeated by me with a single punch, when you call me a waste, are you not also implying that your son is a waste as well

Lin Feng returned to his room in the courtyard and began his cultivation again. Defeating Lin Yun, who was at the fifth level of the Qi Martial Realm, was not enough to make him proud. Lin Heng, who had previously beaten him and expelled him from the sect, possessed much stronger talent than Lin Yun, being a martial artist at the eighth level of the Qi Martial Realm. Additionally, Lin Ba Dao's children, as well as his *Tu* *Shu* talents, were far superior to Lin Yun's, especially Lin Ba Dao's daughter, Lin Qian, who was said to have already reached the ninth level of the Qi Martial Realm.

A pot of turbid wine, a song of love's sorrow, a lifetime of reckless abandon

Even Lin Hai was momentarily taken aback, looking at his son in surprise. As for the elder who had stood up from his seat, preparing to leave, he now sat back down, watching Lin Feng with great interest.

With a single punch, a cruel glint flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. He did not retreat but instead swung his own fist, determined to make Lin Feng aware of the vast difference between them.

Martial Arts: Nine Layers of Waves

Lin Yun's expression suddenly changed, as he sensed the overwhelming force of oppression. However, at this moment, it was too late to retreat. As his fists collided, Lin Yun felt waves of fierce pressure surging through his fists and bearing down on him, each wave stronger than the last, with no end in sight

Lin Feng smiled, did he take advantage of his eloquence? It seems he only said one sentence

"How is it possible, how is it possible..." Lin Yun's gaze was equally dazed, unable to accept this cruel reality

Lin Haoran smiled coldly, harboring a surge of anger within him at that moment. He did not expect this useless person to take the initiative to approach his son, Lin Yun

Puff!

Lifting his footsteps, Lin Feng arrived at his father Lin Hai's room

Lin Feng did not bring too many belongings, just a horse capable of traveling a thousand miles, a bag of dry rations, and some silver coins