Chapter 153: Nothing Belonging to the Lin Family Shall Be Touched by Outsiders

In his youth, Zhang Aolong had also practiced martial arts, studying the Tiger-Crane Double Form under the veteran master Wang Fuhua.

After more than a decade, he finally mastered the Tiger-Crane Double Form. Eager for wealth, he wandered from place to place before eventually becoming the confidant of a warlord in the Golden Triangle. Having committed countless atrocities there, he could truly be called a disgrace to the martial arts world.

Now, with the warlord regime in the Golden Triangle overthrown, he had smuggled himself back into China to save his skin. Arriving in Linyun County, he became a local underworld boss, continuing his evil ways and plaguing the local populace.

He was a disgrace among disgraces.

Presently, enticed by Liang Fengnian's thirty-million-yuan bounty, he clearly intended to kill Lin Feng. Having killed nearly a thousand people in the Golden Triangle, he certainly wouldn't mind adding one more piece of trash like Lin Feng to his tally.

Believing the rumors that Lin Feng was still nothing more of a coward who lived as a matrilocal son-in-law in another family, Zhang Aolong did not take him seriously at all.

He threw a punch, the force of his strike whistling through the air like a fierce tiger.

Lin Feng stood calmly in place, letting the fist land squarely on his chest.

"Ah! Brother, hurry and dodge!"

"Xiaofeng! Run, don't worry about us!"

Seeing Lin Feng remain completely motionless, Lin Wan'er and Xiao Yun were consumed by anxiety and cried out at the top of their lungs, urging him to get out of the way.

However, it was already too late. Zhang Aolong's fist had already struck Lin Feng's chest.

*Thud—*

As the punch landed, Zhang Aolong felt supremely confident. He could feel the entire force of his strike transferring directly into Lin Feng's chest without a single ounce being wasted.

He was certain that even if this punch didn't kill Lin Feng, it would at least leave him severely injured.

Yet, just as he lifted his head in high spirits, eager to witness Lin Feng's miserable state, a chilling voice echoed in his ears:

"Is this your full strength? It doesn't feel very powerful. Did you skip breakfast today?"

"How... is this possible..."

Zhang Aolong was jolted with shock. He instinctively retreated a step, staring at Lin Feng with disbelief, thinking to himself in utter panic:

"Impossible! My punch clearly connected just now, and the feedback from my fist doesn't lie. That strike carried at least two hundred pounds of force, yet he took it completely head-on and remains utterly unharmed. Could it be that I've encountered a true master? This kid isn't the coward of the rumors at all; he's a hidden expert masking his abilities!"

Thoughts raced through Zhang Aolong's mind as his brow furrowed deeply.

Something was terribly bizarre here. This place was no place to linger; it would be best to leave as quickly as possible.

***

The reason Zhang Aolong had survived for so many years in the turbulent Golden Triangle and managed to make it out alive was precisely because of his cautious nature.

Sensing that the situation was turning against him, he immediately changed his attitude, cupped his fists, and forced a flattering smile.

"Well, who would have thought? It's been years, Xiaofeng, and you've grown up to be so strapping! Truly, heroes come from the youth. I just came by today to pay my respects to the old master; everything else was just a misunderstanding. I still have matters to attend to at my association, so let's chat another time! I'll take my leave now, no need to see me out."

Zhang Aolong immediately prepared to slip away and brush the matter under the rug.

To his surprise, just as he brushed past Lin Feng and headed toward the exit of the Lin family courtyard, Lin Feng's freezing voice sounded from behind him:

"Which foot did you use to kick my father just now?"

Hearing those words, Zhang Aolong's body trembled and his eyes constricted. Raising his voice defensively, he snapped, "Lin Feng, I didn't plan to make things difficult for you today, which is your family's good fortune. Don't push your luck!"

After all, Zhang Aolong was an underworld boss who had dominated Linyun County for several years. His previous retreat was merely because he found Lin Feng's bizarre resilience unsettling and preferred not to clash with him head-on for the moment.

It did not mean he was genuinely afraid of Lin Feng.

What did he mean by asking which foot kicked his father?

What, did he actually plan to cripple his right leg?

Zhang Aolong turned around, glaring at Lin Feng with icy eyes, his arrogance flaring up once more.

He refused to believe that Lin Feng possessed the capability to cripple him. He had practiced the Tiger-Crane Double Form for over twenty years; ordinary people were simply no match for him.

If Lin Feng truly proved to be obstinate and didn't know when to quit while he was ahead, he had plenty of means to ensure this coward met a gruesome end!

"Since you refuse to answer, I'll just break both of your legs."

Lin Feng did not care about Zhang Aolong's attitude in the slightest. A mere street thug heading a county-level gang had no qualifications to act arrogantly in front of him.

"Tch—you've got quite an attitude, don't you! Lin Feng, I'm standing right here. Let's see what you can do to me! If you dare lay a hand on me, the hundred-odd brothers under my command aren't just for show!"

"With a single word from me, your Lin family will—"

Before Zhang Aolong could finish his sentence, Lin Feng flashed forward and appeared right in front of him.

The speed of his movement stirred up a gust of wind so fierce that Zhang Aolong couldn't even keep his eyes open.

"This... is..."

A sudden wave of foreboding surged through Zhang Aolong's heart. Could it be...

Was this what his master referred to as an "Innate Martial Artist"?

***

There was no time to lose. Lin Feng extended his right hand, pressing his index and middle fingers together like a sword, and poked directly at the center of Zhang Aolong's chest. A surge of internal Qi abruptly erupted from his Dantian, rushed through his sword fingers, and transformed into a piercing sword aura that instantly pierced straight through Zhang Aolong's chest.

*Thud—*

A muffled impact resounded violently. Zhang Aolong's entire spine bent into a sharp arc, making him look like a shrimp tossed into boiling oil.

The clothes on his back were completely shredded by the sword aura that burst through his torso, leaving him hanging in ragged strips.

At that moment, Zhang Aolong finally confirmed Lin Feng's true identity.

With this kind of power, coupled with internal energy manifesting outside the body—was this not precisely the "Martial Artist" his master had spoken of?

Furthermore, judging by the looks of it, Lin Feng was not merely a low-level practitioner, but a terrifyingly powerful senior martial artist!

Zhang Aolong's two-hundred-pound frame was blasted backward by Lin Feng's single finger strike, flying like a tattered ragdoll. He sailed more than ten meters through the air before crashing heavily onto the ground.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Lying paralyzed on the ground, he coughed up several mouthfuls of blood consecutively, his face a mask of utter astonishment.

To his horror, not only was Lin Feng far from the rumored good-for-nothing coward, but he had actually become a high-level martial artist!

Young Master Liang, judging by this, it seems you have truly kicked an iron plate this time!

Lin Feng's astonishing display left everyone present speechless with shock, especially Lin Qianjue and Xiao Yun.

Neither of them could have ever imagined that after being away for less than four years, their son had transformed from a gentle, scholarly bookworm into the kind of supreme martial hero found only in martial arts dramas!

"Brother! You are so amazing! If it weren't for you today, I probably would have been forced by father to marry that thug! Sob, sob, sob..."

Seeing that Lin Feng had subdued Zhang Aolong, Lin Wan'er immediately threw herself into his arms.

Ever since they were children, Lin Feng had always cared for her the most.

Their parents frequently engaged in cold wars and bitter arguments; only her older brother would comfort her and accompany her whenever she felt down.

Now, he had appeared at the most critical moment to rescue her. For a moment, Lin Wan'er couldn't find the words to describe her feelings.

"Alright, alright. It's over now. Everything is fine!"

Lin Feng gently stroked the top of Lin Wan'er's head. This younger sister of his had loved clinging to him since she was little, and even now that she had grown up, she still couldn't break the habit.