Chapter 6516 Terrible Fist Power

? What on earth is Jin Yong looking for Lin Feng for?

Li Zekai and the other three were full of curiosity and sat aside, not daring to take a breath.

"How do you show it to me?" Jin Yong stared at Li Rui and Zheng Zha with excitement.

In Jin Yong's eyes, internal strength is definitely of a very high-end kind, which must be cultivated through particularly hard training and a certain amount of chance.

For a lazy guy like Lin Feng, Jin Yong didn't think that Lin Feng could become a master. If Lin Feng could achieve this through cultivation, then God would be so unreasonable. This is simply inhumane!

Tell me, how lazy is Lin Feng? A company of its own should be managed by others who can manage it. That's trying to be lazy as much as possible. Generally speaking, founders have great power over the company and hope to have firm control over the company. They wish that everything in the company revolves around them.

But Lin Feng was not around often, and various rights were divided. Except for the equity, which Lin Feng firmly controlled, the rest was lazy as long as he could. You said, if people who like to be lazy so much can have internal strength, then God would be too unreasonable.

Therefore, Lin Feng should have the two ace soldiers from the Chinese special forces. Because they work hard enough.

Lin Feng smiled.

"Mr. Jin, are there any walls in your home that you want to demolish?" Lin Feng smiled.

Jin Yong's face twitched. Lin Feng's words were purely meant to be offensive. I asked you to show it to me and clear up the doubts in my mind. It would be better for you to demolish it as soon as you come in.

You know, Mr. Jin Yong’s villa in a busy city, every plant and every tree, has been planted by him and his wife over the past few decades. Every brick and every tile is filled with emotion.

If you tear it down, it won’t hurt you to death!

"Well, that's troublesome! Then it won't be easy to demonstrate!" Lin Feng shrugged helplessly, then looked at Li Zekai and the other three, and chuckled, "How about the three of you come to help with the demonstration?"

Demo? The three people's eyes lit up and they immediately became energetic.

They felt that this seemed quite interesting. They wanted to show off their skills in something that Mr. Jin Yong valued so much and get some comments from Mr. Jin Yong. Although they said it was useless in the financial circle, well, please forgive them for being rude and treating Jin Yong. The old man was a bit rude.

But in the literary world and the celebrity world, it is still very useful.

This is just like you went to college in China and then chose to study abroad as a graduate student at a university such as Harvard or Yale. This is gold plating. Especially in the fashion industry, as long as you have money, people will be afraid of you and will accommodate you, but it is difficult for them to respect you. In the eyes of others, you are like a nouveau riche, like a rich man.

Of course, Li Zekai and the other three are not rich people. They are nouveau riche. They are all top students. But there is no way to compare top students like them with Jin Yong.

Otherwise, look at it, Ni Kuang’s son Ni Zhen doesn’t know anything, but he still thrives in the entertainment industry and even the fashion industry. Why? Just because he is Ni Kuang, a great writer.

They can get some good reviews from Jin Yong, but that's different.

Immediately, the three people rushed to be the audience to cooperate with the demonstration.

Jin Yong couldn't stand it.

"Okay, you three guys, you don't know anything, and you still fight! This guy is teasing you!" Jin Yong glared at the three of them, a bit dumbfounded.

Although Jin Yong still doesn't know how to use internal power, it is very simple that internal power can hurt people and is extremely powerful. Otherwise, Lin Feng wouldn’t have chosen things like walls to demonstrate. That would be extremely destructive.

Can the human body bear this? This is clearly not the case. If you hit someone with this, you might be seriously injured and vomit blood.

"Uh, what's the test? Mr. Feng, what are you trying to demonstrate?" The three of them came back to their senses. They felt that they and others seemed to have been tricked by Lin Feng.

There must be something wrong with this guy with that cunning smile on his face.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that Mr. Jin wants to see the internal power I just figured out. I'm looking for something to demonstrate. You can just try it. Being hit by the 'Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon', what exactly is it? Taste!" Lin Feng said jokingly, "Let's see if one palm blow will break all the organs and hurt everyone!"

"Cough! Cough! That's the Seven Injury Fist!" Jin Yong couldn't bear Lin Feng's pretentiousness and corrected him.

What? Internal force! No! The three of them jumped three feet high.

"Master Feng, have you really discovered your inner strength? Are you kidding me?" The three of them stared at each other. This is unlikely! How can such a thing happen! This is simply a fantasy.

These are all fictional things in martial arts novels!

"Do you think it was a joke that I came all the way here? Do you think Mr. Jin is such a person who is easily fooled?" Lin Feng said with a glare.

"No! God! Mr. Feng, if you hadn't said it, I would promise to go up and give him two melon seeds for his mouth. How could this be possible! But if you say it, I believe it!" Zheng Zhiheng took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with blazing light. .

"That's right! Brother Feng, as long as it's what you say, I believe it!" Tang Jiacheng's eyes looked like stars.

"I said, if this is true, it would be really crazy! If the outside world knows about it, there will be an uproar! Mr. Feng, I finally understand why Mr. Jin is waiting for you so eagerly. I can't wait to see you. Yeah!" Li Zekai kept swallowing his saliva.

As a Chinese, as long as you are born and raised in China, you will definitely read martial arts novels, you will definitely be a fan of Jin Yong's novels, and you will definitely have a hero dream in your heart!

But the hero dream, since it is a hero dream, is just a dream. Although many people went to Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts when they were young, hoping to learn a good skill and help the weak in the future.

But when I grew up, I realized that all this is just a beautiful world after the martial arts novelists' art. In fact, it does not exist. It can even be said that the martial arts world does not exist now.

There are rivers and lakes, but where is the martial arts world? It has long been gone. As for internal force, it is just a fantasy written by novelists.

But now, it really appears, how can it not be shocking! This is definitely shocking to the world.

"But there is no target for demonstration, how about the three of you act as wooden stakes to demonstrate?" Lin Feng laughed.

At this time, the three people shook their heads like rattles. They didn't know before, but now they know, how dare they do it. What a joke, this internal force hits the body, how can they still survive.

"How about I go find someone to move a few wooden stakes? That's easy. Thirty minutes at most!" Li Zekai laughed and made a phone call immediately.

The Li family is the most wealthy family in Hong Kong. Especially now that Li Zekai has become bigger and stronger with Lin Feng, he is richer than his father, and the Li family's status in Hong Kong is even more noble and prominent.

Although Hong Kong is often congested, after Li Zekai made a phone call, it took less than thirty minutes, but only twenty-three minutes, seven wooden stakes moved to Jin Yong's home.

Seven wooden stakes, lined up in a row.

Jin Yong sat in the center in front of the wooden stake, and next to him were Li Zekai and the other two. The four of them sat upright and looked nervous. Lin Feng sat on the other side, smiling, holding a teacup, and looking comfortable.

Li Rui and Zheng Zha walked in front of the wooden stake.

"This is our normal attack!" Zheng Zha shouted, and punched the wooden stake heavily.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, a shallow fist mark of about half an inch appeared on the wooden stake.

Wow! So awesome! Li Zekai and the other two were shocked. You know, this wooden stake is made of hard mulberry wood, heavy and hard, and it is perfect for practicing.

If an ordinary person punches it, his fist will definitely break. But Zheng Zha was fine, and he left a fist mark on it. Although it was only half an inch, it was already very scary.

If this punch hit an ordinary person, he would definitely break his bones and spit blood.

"And next, we will use internal force to wrap the fist force and punch it out!" Li Rui explained.

Zheng Zha closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. After about a few seconds, his eyes suddenly opened wide, as if there was a brilliant light, and with a loud shout, his right fist, with a strong wind, hit the new wooden stake fiercely.

"Hua La~~~~" There was a sound of breaking.

The new wooden stake broke directly, and the mulberry wood fragments splashed everywhere, and the broken mist formed by the wood chips made it impossible to open the eyes for a while.

Everyone exclaimed.

After a while, the wood chips and mist gradually dissipated.

Everyone opened their eyes and was stunned.

The original brand-new wooden stake man, the fist force point in the middle, had been hit by the violent blow and had a large indentation, almost more than half the body of the wooden stake man. As for the radius of the deep hole, it was about the size of a bowl.

Horrible! This is too terrible!

Is this still a human? This is a monster!

Li Zekai and the other two had their eyes wide open and their mouths wide open. They couldn't believe what they saw.

"Just now, he...his fist...seemed to be...glowing!" Tang Jiacheng said a little stutteringly.

"I saw it too! It seems to be really glowing!" Zheng Zhiheng was a little panicked.

Li Zekai swallowed his saliva, went over in disbelief, touched the deep hole as big as a bowl, pinched the surface of the wooden stake man, ran to another brand-new wooden stake man on the side, and hammered it hard.

"Pain, pain, pain!" Li Zekai screamed.

Oh my God! He punched it, and it felt as hard as punching a wall. But Zheng Zha punched it and made a deep hole.

This is not like hitting the "arm" of a wooden stake man, which can be broken by using violence. But this was a punch on a wooden stake man, and the result was such a deep hole.

This is too scary! If this was hit on a person? Li Zekai was so scared that the person would be directly broken into two pieces!

(To be continued.)