The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 192

When Lin Yang walked out, the atmosphere in this playground area suddenly stagnated.

Many students showed surprise on their faces.

As for Lin Yang, even after three days of military training together, most of them didn't know the details. Even if some knew Lin Yang's name, it was only limited to the name.

"How did he come out? Didn't he see that the instructor was beaten and injured?"

"It's not shameful to retreat in the face of difficulties. It's too irrational to jump out directly regardless of one's own strength just by a word of stimulation."

"Based on this boy's frail butted boy appearance, it's impossible for him to be the opponent of Cheng Feng, who is five big and three thick. It is estimated that if we meet face to face, he will lie in bed and recover from his injuries for a month."

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After the atmosphere froze for three seconds, all the students in Lin Yang's square team were in an uproar. When they looked at Lin Yang, they shook their heads and sighed. They felt very sorry for Lin Yang's jumping out, and they were not optimistic about it.

"Lin Yang, don't be stupid. Cheng Feng's strength is too terrifying. Even the instructor is no match. How can you beat him? Come back quickly, don't be brave!"

When Han Dong saw Lin Yang walking out, he was stunned for a moment, then became anxious, and said to Lin Yang.

Beside him, Fu Guoran also spoke up to persuade Lin Yang not to be impulsive, because Cheng Feng's power is too strong for ordinary students like them to contend with.

Even the instructor surnamed Meng came to Lin Yang with his arm that he couldn't lift, and tried his best to persuade him by using himself as an example.

However, when Wei Hui saw that Cheng Feng dared to challenge Lin Yang at this moment, his eyes shone with excitement.

"Don't worry, Cheng Feng challenged Lin Yang, he was looking for death."

With his heart surging, he glanced at Han Dong and Fu Guoran who were supporting him, tried hard to suppress the agitation in his heart, and said.

As soon as these words came out, Han Dong and the two who still wanted to persuade Lin Yang were all startled, and looked at Wei Hui in disbelief.

They felt that maybe Wei Hui was kicked and kicked his head out of order. With Lin Yang's physique, Cheng Feng was looking for death?How can it be.

Even the instructor surnamed Meng who was not far away twitched the corners of his mouth when he vaguely heard these words. He didn't take such arrogant words to heart, but looked worried and looked towards the field.

After Lin Yang entered the arena, his footsteps were still steady. When he came to a distance of five meters in front of Cheng Feng, he stopped and looked calmly.

"Lin Yang? I just want to see what kind of virtue and ability you have. You actually let that beautiful woman in Bai take the initiative to wait downstairs, invite you to dinner, and pursue you. I hope you don't let me down. , I hope, you don't become an idiot under Lao Tzu's fist."

Cheng Feng looked at Lin Yang standing in front of him, looked him up and down, feeling very disdainful.

It's not very good for such an ordinary boy to let the eldest lady of the Bai family back down.

He even had a feeling that with one punch, half of Lin Yang's life would be lost.

"Are you Betty's suitor?"

Lin Yang frowned when he heard Cheng Feng's words.

According to Bai Li, the person who pursued her was Zuo Tianzong, the young master of Dandingzong in Dachuan Province. However, although the person in front of him is a martial arts practitioner, he is not Zuo Tianzong. Could it be that the information is wrong, or is this person just It was Zuo Tianzong's temptation.

Thinking of this, Lin Yang couldn't help turning his gaze, and landed on the young man with thin lips not far away.

If possible, this person is most likely Zuo Tianzong.

"I'm not worthy of chasing Bai Li, and you are even more unworthy. At this moment, I will let you remember. In the future, you have to polish your tricks. Some beauties are not worthy of your status. Go to hell."

Cheng Feng sneered and said.

When the words fell, he stepped on the ground suddenly, and rushed out, heading towards Lin Yang.

In an instant, he crossed a distance of five meters, and when he appeared in front of Lin Yang, he held a fist in his right hand, and with a hunting wind, he slammed it towards Lin Yang's head. That punch was much more powerful.

Such a punch fell in the eyes of the surrounding students, and they all jumped in their hearts, secretly worried for Lin Yang.

As for the instructor surnamed Du, his face turned pale after seeing it. If Lin Yang was seriously injured, he might be to blame. Even if Cheng Feng had a terrible background, he would be thrown out as a scapegoat to calm the impact.

"Lin Yang, I hope you are really a master!"

Beside Wei Hui, the two of Han Dong were a little nervous looking at the scene, and neither of them blinked.

Lin Yang stood at the same place casually, looking at Cheng Feng who was running wildly, his hair was blown by the wind of fists, and his cheeks were scraped.

Suddenly, he raised his right hand hanging on one side, seemingly slowly but quickly, and gently grabbed at the punching fist, as if grabbing a light and fluffy catkin, without the slightest strength.

Such a grab fell into Cheng Feng's eyes, making the corners of Cheng Feng's mouth show disdain. The fist that was punched did not stop at all, even on purpose, without avoiding or dodging, it went straight towards Lin Yang's palm, Drop down.

boom!
The fist fell into Lin Yang's palm, and under the impact, there was a very slight muffled sound.

Then I saw that Lin Yang's complexion did not change at all under this punch, and he stood still. It seemed that Cheng Feng's punch was like an itching to him, without any substantial damage.

In fact, it is true.

Cheng Feng's cultivation level has not even reached the level of copper skin and iron bones. With such power, even if Lin Yang does not use spiritual power or Taoism, he can easily block it only by relying on his physical strength.

After all, Lin Yang's body has crystal muscles and bones.

Cheng Feng sneered, looking at Lin Yang who was hit by his fist, thinking that everything would be fine and Lin Yang must be seriously injured.

However, he waited for two or three seconds, and saw that Lin Yang's face remained unchanged, just standing there calmly, without even the slightest sign of being injured.

"how is this possible?"

Cheng Feng couldn't help but stare and exclaimed.

And following this exclamation, the students watching all around also found something abnormal, they all looked at the scene of the fist falling into the palm in shock, and finally moved their eyes to Lin Yang's face.

It was a tender and immature face, a little handsome.

But at this time, this face was not as pale as the instructor surnamed Meng, and there was no trace of blood on the corner of the mouth. Instead, at a glance, the expression was indifferent, and there was no sign of being attacked at all.

"Could it be that Cheng Feng's punch just now was just an embroidered pillow, light and fluffy?"

"Could it be that this Lin Yang is really a master, but it doesn't look like it!"

"Are they doing a show?"

……

Many people have doubts in their hearts.

The scene at this moment is really different from the situation when Cheng Feng hit the instructor surnamed Meng with his fist just now. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a play.

(End of this chapter)