Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Seeing Zhao Erniu's confident demeanor, Lin Feng's eyes lit up.

Goodness, this Erniu is really something, he doesn't even put experts in the internal energy field in his eyes.

He's a good thug; the money was well spent.

"This man is Huang Xiong Huan, the local tyrant of Yongguan County and the head of the Huang Family Martial Arts School."

That's right, Lin Feng wanted Zhao Erniu to deal with Huang Xiong Huan.

Huang Shouye committed many evils, and Huang Xionghuan was no better.

Lin Feng is very vengeful.

Lin Feng was confident that while he couldn't defeat Huang Xiong Huan, he could handle Huang Shou Ye.

Huang Shouye's arrogance stems solely from the power of his father, Huang Xionghuan.

Once Huang Xiong Huan dies, Huang Shou Ye will be a lamb to the slaughter, completely at the mercy of others.

Moreover, Lin Feng intends to personally deal with Huang Shouye.

Only by killing Huang Shouye could Lin Feng achieve his goal.

Zhao Erniu said, "That's easy. I know the Huang family martial arts school; we'll cripple them tonight."

Lin Feng didn't fully understand Zhao Erniu's strength, but seeing his confident assertion, he figured he must be quite sure of himself.

"Okay, it's a deal."

Zhao Erniu cupped his hands in farewell and said, "Young Master Lin, I shall take my leave now."

"Um."

Zhao Erniu happily packed all the candles and salt, as if afraid that Lin Feng would change his mind, and hurriedly left.

Watching his retreating figure, which looked like he was fleeing in disarray, Lin Feng smiled knowingly.

This Zhao Erniu is quite interesting.

With such strength, he was still worried that he would go back on his word. Even if Zhao Erniu didn't give Lin Feng a single penny, there was nothing Lin Feng could do about it.

Their strength speaks for itself.

This shows that Zhao Erniu is quite law-abiding, which is cute!

After the bear's figure completely disappeared, Lin Feng reached out and touched it.

The black lotus in his palm vanished in a flash, and the black bear's corpse disappeared with it.

Lin Feng was also worried that others would see him, so he immediately entered the space as well.

As soon as he entered the space, a soft light enveloped him.

In an instant, he felt as if every cell in his body was pulsating, his blood and qi were boiling, and his internal organs seemed to be rejoicing.

A moment later, the soft white light completely disappeared into the body, and dark yellow, murky sweat once again seeped from the skin.

I immediately felt light and airy, and every movement was easy and free.

Feeling the surging power around him, Lin Feng immediately circulated his Qi and blood, beginning to temper his internal organs. At this moment, his Qi and blood seemed to sense his will, circulating as easily as his own arms and fingers, at his whim.

In just half an hour, Lin Feng's internal organs had been completely tempered, at an astonishing speed.

He broke through to the fourth level of Body Refinement in one fell swoop.

For a moment, Lin Feng even doubted whether he was practicing correctly.

The pace of improvement is quite fast.

Even Zhao Erniu, who was born with superhuman strength, didn't move this fast back then.

Defying the heavens, Lin Feng has also entered the world of geniuses.

Huang Shouren was already considered a genius at the Huang Family Martial Arts School, and he had spent nearly two years honing his internal organs.

However, according to his memory, the city lord's mansion seemed to have a medicinal bath for body tempering, which could lead to a breakthrough within three months after soaking in it, but it was very expensive and far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Lin Feng walked to a tree not far away, about the thickness of a calf, patted it, and then kicked it with all his might.

With a snap, the tree trunk broke off.

He had expected his calf to be in severe pain, but to his surprise, it was not a big deal. Instead, he had used too much force and kicked the tree straight down.

Lin Feng was very satisfied with the power of that kick.

He clicked his tongue twice, thinking that if he had kicked those black guys, their necks would probably have been broken.

Lin Feng rolled up his trouser leg and saw that the skin on his calf was smooth and even without any marks. He couldn't help but be a little surprised that his skin was so thick.

An ordinary person would be bruised and battered if hit by a tree trunk that thick, but his leg was completely unharmed. Only the bits of debris stuck to his pants proved that it was not an illusion.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but after the internal organs were strengthened, my sense of smell also became a bit stronger.

Feeling that the smell on his body was really unpleasant, Lin Feng frowned and had no choice but to return to Yongguan River again.

When we got to Yongguan River, we jumped in and took another bath.

After washing up, it was already past noon.

The charity's lunch service had already ended.

Lin Feng wasn't in a hurry to go back, but instead lay down on the wild grass by the river to rest for a while.

Looking at the azure sky, he felt completely relaxed.

Although his current strength is not as good as Zhao Erniu's, let alone the leader of Fuhu Mountain, he has at least transcended the realm of ordinary people and can barely protect himself.

Meanwhile, inside the Black Tiger Martial Arts School.

Yuan Chun reported everything that had happened at the charity hall that morning to his master, Jiang Hu.

Jiang Hu listened quietly without interrupting.

After Yuan Chun finished speaking, he slowly asked, "You mean, Lin Feng's strength has reached the third level of Body Refinement?"

"Yes, Master, I can be sure of that."

I could sense his every move; I even had the illusion that I was no match for him.

Jiang Hu nodded, seemingly lost in thought, and also felt quite puzzled.

He still vividly remembers the scene when Lin Feng first arrived.

Although Lin Feng was just an ordinary person at that time, he had a unique temperament. He was shrewd yet had a detached and indifferent air about him. Moreover, he had a striking short haircut that made him hard to forget.

However, he was certain that Lin Feng was not at the third level of Body Refinement when he arrived.

Could it be that an opportunity has arisen?

Or was it because it was hidden so well that you couldn't see it yourself?

For a moment, Jiang Hu couldn't understand what Lin Feng was after joining the Black Tiger Martial Arts School.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind.

"You just said that he was always well-behaved at the charity center, and that he would do anything except practice martial arts?"

"Yes, Master."

"A person of considerable ability, yet willingly working odd jobs at a charity... what is he after?"

"Master, something is definitely amiss. Perhaps Lin Feng has some unspeakable secret?"

"Should we kick him out of the charity?" Yuan Chun asked.

Jiang Hu slapped his thigh and stood up abruptly: "I understand this kid's intentions now!"

Yuan Chun's curiosity was piqued, and she couldn't help but ask, "Master, what exactly is his purpose?"

Jiang Hu shook his head, not answering directly. After a moment of silence, he turned and instructed, "Bring Lin Feng to the Black Tiger Pavilion tomorrow."

From now on, let him practice martial arts at the gym.

Yuan Chun looked incredulous: "Master, please reconsider! Lin Feng's origins and strength are unknown; keeping him around could be a hidden danger. Perhaps..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Hu raised his hand to interrupt him.

"No need for further words, just do as I say."

Seeing that his master's expression left no room for discussion, Yuan Chun had no choice but to cup his hands and reply, "Yes, Master."

"Go down."

After Yuan Chun left, Jiang Hu looked toward the direction of the charity hall, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

.................

After entering the city, Lin Feng did not return to the charity hall, but went straight back to the small courtyard he rented.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw that the house had been ransacked and the bedding and beds were all destroyed.

Lin Feng felt a surge of anger—he knew without even guessing who did it.

In Yongguan County, there was only one enemy on the surface: Huang Shouye.

Such behavior is indeed in line with that grandson's style.