Horrible! This is terrible!

This is simply inhuman strength! No, this is not strength. If it were strength, if it could break such a hard wooden stake, its fist would be seriously injured.

After all, humans are made of flesh, not steel. But forces interact with each other. The wooden stake man suffered such a terrible attack and was scarred, but Zheng Zha's right hand was intact. This must be abnormal.

This can only be said to be the result of internal force. The fist did not completely contact the wooden stake man, so the fist was fine!

Internal power! What a terrifying internal power!

Jin Yong also came over at this moment, looked at the wooden stake man carefully, and then held Zheng Zha's hand as if holding a jade seal passed down from the country, and looked at it carefully for a long time.

"Incredible! Incredible! Incredible!" Jin Yong said three incredible sentences in a row.

This is incredible! The destructive power displayed by Zheng Zha made Jin Yong speechless. He originally had an internal assessment of Lin Feng's internal power. He thought it was probably the so-called "inner family's breath", that is,

Wing Chun's Inch Strength may be more powerful.

Of course, there are very few people who can practice Wing Chun nowadays. After all, in today’s society, everyone is lazy. A side effect of technological civilization is that people become lazy.

Martial arts training has been even more impacted. In the Republic of China, there were still many martial artists. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were even fewer.

The terrifying destructive power displayed by Zheng Zha at this moment has far exceeded Jin Yong's imagination.

"Is this internal strength? This is terrible!" Jin Yong exclaimed.

This is enough to cause devastating damage to the human body.

"Young Master Feng, can this be like in the novel, where one palm can send energy several meters away? Also, does this have three inches of protective energy?" Li Zekai and three others surrounded Zheng Zha, with expressions on their faces.

Surprised.

Various martial arts moves came out of their mouths.

"Can you master the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

"Where's the sad palm?"

"Also, will there be flying immortals from the sky?"

"Bah, that's from Gu Long, not from Mr. Jin's book. Have you read the book? Do you have the Seven Injury Fist?"

"Is there any plum-breaking expert in Tianshan?"

"No, no, the most powerful one is the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu. Is this available?"

...

The three of them were banging and banging there endlessly. Zheng Zha was surrounded by the three of them, with a look of helplessness on his face. Although he could easily break away from the three of them, it was not like before, and his internal strength could not

He was able to retract and release freely. He scared these three people and injured them. As for the grappling hand, this technique was too heavy, and it was not suitable for these three people.

After all, the three of them were fine, they were just too excited. Just like fans seeing their idols, you can’t let Zheng Zha hurt his ‘fans’!

"Okay, okay, why are you three so gossipy all of a sudden!" Lin Feng shook his head helplessly, "Also, none of the things you said are true! You also have the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, you guys are so smart, right?

.If this one can create a golden dragon, it will be like cultivating an immortal!" Lin Feng pulled the three of them away.

Lin Feng has naturally longed for and fantasized about the moves in these martial arts novels, but this fantasy is just a fantasy. With the little internal power he has now, or the understanding of internal power, if he wants to perform the 'Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms',

Or the martial arts in other martial arts novels, it’s just nonsense.

"Old man, what do you think?" Lin Feng smiled, "Are you interested in returning to the world and writing another book?"

Write another book? Jin Yong smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"I'm getting older and can't write anymore. I don't think as well as I used to think now. If you ask me to write now, I'm afraid I'll only be able to write one or two hundred thousand words a year." Jin Yong shook his head, "I can't do that anymore.

, old people are worthless!”

Lin Feng smiled.

"Look, with all this internal energy coming out, don't you have any telepathic feelings or impulses?" Lin Feng chuckled.

"If you can play a complete set of Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms and hit the golden dragon, I might be tempted. I'm shocked by this, but I don't have the motivation to write!" Jin Yong sighed helplessly and joked.

In fact, Jin Yong was naturally touched by Lin Feng's inner strength. With such a real example here, the martial arts novels he wrote can be more realistic. It is impossible to say that there is no impulse.

But, he can’t write anymore. He really can’t write this. He is old, really old. This man must do everything early. Otherwise, when you are old, if you want to do it again, you won’t be able to do it.

energy and time.

"Old Jin, I can't hit the golden dragon, but I have figured out a set of Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon. Otherwise, if I hit a set, it will look like the 'Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon'."

Then you go out again and write again!" Lin Feng smiled, "If it doesn't look like it, then just think I farted!"

Jin Yong shook his head helplessly. Lin Feng was still so uncivilized and blunt when he spoke, but okay, who made this kid pleasing to the eye?

"Okay! As long as you can play the bishop, I will consider writing it!" Jin Yong said with a smile.

"Okay, keep an eye on it! This move is like a powerful dragon but a regret!" Lin Feng walked to the center, took a stance, raised his left hand to the sky, made a circle with his right hand, and swung it out with one palm.

"Hit!" With a muffled sound, Lin Feng's palm hit the wooden stake man hard. With a muffled sound, his palm moved away, leaving a distinct palm print on it.

Drink! Everyone exclaimed.

This palm was three points deeper than Zheng Zha's previous punch with all his strength. But Zheng Zha was a special soldier among the special forces. What about Lin Feng? A businessman who was eating, drinking and having fun, turned out to be even more powerful than a special soldier.

This is too exaggerated!

"This is the most unpretentious 'Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon' without any gimmicks. Mr. Jin, please take a look at this most attractive 'Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon'!" Lin Feng chuckled, and then he made a shocking move with both hands.

The dazzling palm movements come from left to right, forward and backward, up and down, making it vaguely like a dragon swallowing clouds and spitting mist.

"Drink! You have regrets for being a dragon!" Lin Feng shouted loudly and pushed forward with both hands.

"Dragon! Golden dragon! Master Feng has beaten the golden dragon!" Zheng Zhiheng exclaimed.

"Oh my God! It's really a golden dragon!" Li Zekai covered his mouth with his hands, unable to believe what he saw in front of him.

"Brother Feng, you will always be my brother! This is so handsome!" Tang Jiacheng almost cried.

He never thought that in his lifetime, he would be able to see someone perform the 'Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms'! This is true! A golden dragon soared in the sky, and the next second, like a blue dragon coming out of its cave, an angry dragon soaring into the sky, fiercely

crashed into the wooden stake man.

"Bang" this time, the sound was particularly shocking. Everyone felt deafening and their faces were numb.

After a burst of smoke, we went to look at the wooden stake man. Everyone was stunned!

The momentum was so great that everyone thought that even if they didn't smash the wooden stake man to pieces with one palm, at least the palm prints would be particularly deep. As a result, there were no palm prints at all.

It just leaves a layer of light golden fine dust that can only be seen if you look carefully.

As for the wooden stake man, he didn’t move at all!

Good guy! This one really has no sound and no movement.

"I said, this is just a gimmick. After all, it's so far away. If this can produce something, it would be awesome!" Lin Feng shrugged, "But this is specially developed to look cool!"

Yes! He is indeed very handsome, super handsome! He is so handsome! This is what a man wants to learn! This move will turn him into a golden dragon! This is so handsome!

"Brother Feng, can I learn?" Tang Jiacheng looked excited.

No man can refuse such a handsome and attractive move.

Lin Feng smiled.

"Of course you can learn this. However, you need to have talent. There is a good saying: Genius is 99% sweat and 1% talent. Of course, behind this, there is

In a word, if you don't have that one percent talent, it is more important than the ninety-nine percent sweat!" Lin Feng smiled.

Tang Jiacheng was stunned. Could it be that he couldn't learn this?

"As for this sentence, I actually checked and found that Edison, a big liar, never said this sentence. His famous saying is the first sentence without the second sentence. This sentence is definitely not said by him. Based on what he said

In terms of the image of the world, it is impossible for him to say this sentence. This is a self-destructive statement. After all, he is a hard-working scientist to the world. He is not Stella! 2 This sentence first came from

Where?" Lin Feng shrugged, "To be precise, it was a rumor that was circulated in the information age after the explosion of the Internet age in the first century. This sentence is an expression of cramming education by poor people under a certain system of education.

A kind of complaint, a way of venting dissatisfaction with the current education system."

Lin Feng sighed.

"But when this sentence spreads, it resonates with many people. Everyone starts to say this sentence. As a result, over time, the rumor turns into truth and becomes Edison's famous saying!" Lin Feng

sighed, "Actually speaking, this sentence was first said by Edison in 1903. It was later published in "Harper's Monthly" in the United States in September 1932, and then gradually became widely known. Finally, in modern times, it was known by the Chinese people.

Tampering with rumors!”

Everyone looked sideways. Naturally, they had heard of this sentence, but they did not expect that it was also a rumor. But I must say, it is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!

"Of course, I think this sentence is correct! Just like the story of the ugly duckling, if you think about it carefully, what is the reason why the ugly duckling can turn into a white swan in the end?" Lin Feng shrugged, "Because it is the child of the white swan.

!So, sometimes, no matter how hard you try, your innate conditions determine your lower limit!"

Lin Feng sighed. In fact, your birth determines your upper limit, not your lower limit. But these words are too cruel.
Chapter completed!