There is only one side to this old guy, that is, when he was at Zhu's house that day, Lu Feng didn't know much about the little fat man's master.

I joined the army as a teenager and went abroad, but in fact, Lu Feng is really not very familiar with the domestic environment, and he gradually understands what family power is.

As for those sects, that's not to mention, there isn't much contact.

This time, the grand meeting of the Wumeng that was going to be held in Baiyun City was also disturbed because of his appearance.

Although he wasn't too interested, Lu Feng still wanted to see how powerful these sects were.

It's a pity that the Wumeng event has been rescheduled, and I can't see it if I want to.

This old guy in front of him should be a fierce man.

First of all, when I was wishing for the family, it was obvious that several families and even Shaolin people were afraid of this old guy.

Secondly, the strength of the little fat man has been greatly improved, and the people who can do this are by no means ordinary.

In terms of time, it has not been long, and Lu Feng has been able to improve from the initial level three to the current level five, which has many particularities.

But the little fat man, if there is no active source and still have such a big breakthrough, then this old guy is really fierce.

It's just that what makes Lu Feng curious is that this old guy suddenly appeared here, and after listening to this tone, he also knew that Nan Mad's apprentice had found him to make an appointment.

"What about the fat man?" Lu Feng couldn't help but ask.

The old Taoist priest took a sip of wine, "The strength is too scummy, and I bombarded it back." ”

"Uh......"

"Boy, why do you say that the old man also helped you once, so he didn't invite me to a drink?" The old Taoist priest shook the wine jug, and it seemed that there was no one in it.

Lu Feng shrugged, "Drinking is naturally a trivial matter. ”

He is not a fool, the old Taoist priest is definitely not here to drink, and he will not break it if he doesn't say it now.

"You're a little better than that fat man, you're not so picky."

A snack bar, just down the street.

Lu Feng looked at the old Taoist priest who was reincarnated like a starving ghost, eating meat and drinking wine, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times.

I'll go, dare to love and really treat me as a wronged person.

When he was full of wine and food, the old Taoist priest stretched out two fingers.

"What?" Lu Feng didn't react.

The old Taoist priest glanced at him, "Come on, can you have a little insight and respect the old man." ”

“……”

Lu Feng took out a cigarette and lit one for the old Taoist, who took two puffs, squinted his eyes and said, "Boy, are you sure that the Southern Maniac will fight?" ”

"This ......"

"Tell the truth."

Lighting a cigarette casually, Lu Feng frowned, "No." ”

"That's right." The old Taoist priest smiled.

"Huh?"

"Then I ask you, what is a potentialist?"

With this question, Lu Feng became strange again, after all, he was already a fifth-level potential, how could a little master who had stepped on the watershed boundary not even understand such a simple thing.

It's not nonsense.

"You don't understand."

Hearing this, Lu Feng became interested, and said politely, "Old man, I don't understand anything." ”

"The potential person has this title, it is to constantly challenge the physical limit, break the physical limit, and the combat effectiveness will be improved, so in addition to the combat effectiveness, what about other aspects?"

The old Taoist priest flicked the ashes of his cigarette and continued before Lu Feng could speak, "There is only a small level difference between the peak of the fourth level and the early stage of the fifth level, but there is an essential difference, and similarly, there is a world of difference between the peak of the fifth level and the early stage of the sixth level. ”

After looking at the old Taoist priest a little, Lu Feng nodded slightly, he naturally agreed, and somewhat understood what the old Taoist priest meant.

The guy named Xie Tianqing did come with sincerity tonight, he didn't bully anyone, and he gave himself half a month.

But the problem is that it is only half a month, and Lu Feng is also very aware of his own situation.

It didn't take long to jump the level and improve, and if you want to rush to the sixth level in half a month, it is unlikely that even if it is the late fifth level.

The most direct manifestation of the potential person breaking the physical limit is the improvement of combat effectiveness, and the most direct manifestation of combat effectiveness is what, strength and speed.

The old Taoist priest didn't understand it very clearly, but Lu Feng could understand it.

Strength is not just about strength and speed, but also other aspects such as reflexes, insight, judgment, and combat experience.

In other words, even if Xie Tianqing suppressed his strength to the same level as Lu Feng, he was far superior to Lu Feng in other aspects, and this seemingly fair competition was still unfair.

Clipping a peanut and putting it in his mouth, the old Taoist priest took another sip, "It seems that your kid is not as stupid as he imagined." ”

I...... Is it stupid?

"No surprise, the probability of you winning the battle is zero, don't look at that kid tonight is gentle and gentle, hehe, you know what it means to lose, there is no fairness in this world."

Lu Feng contemplated and clasped his fists, "Please also ask the old gentleman for some advice." ”

"I can't talk about pointing, old man, if I didn't care about your life and death if it weren't for the sake of the little fat man, besides, when I went to He's house with him that night, something happened to him."

As soon as he thought that the old guy surnamed Shi had murderous intentions towards the little fat man, the old Taoist priest was unhappy, that is, he went with him that night, otherwise, the little fat man would die.

The old Taoist priest has lived in a fixed place all his life, living a comfortable life, and only has a successor to the little fat man, he doesn't want the little fat man to hang up like this.

Nan Mad's name is indeed very big, one of the four mad men in China, but his Wudang mad Taoist Zhang Qingfeng is not muddy.

Their power at that level is actually famous, and they have not fought in a real sense.

If the little fat man died that night, the old Taoist priest didn't care if the old ghost surnamed Shi had anything to do with Nanmad, even if he was chased all over the world, he would be slaughtered.

It's really a coincidence, Lu Feng killed the illegitimate son of the old man of the Du family, but that kid was still a registered disciple of Nanmad, which aroused the interest of the old Taoist.

"The wine is cool, let's change places, don't think that you can be embarrassed when you step on the fifth level, in front of the real powerhouse, you can only deliver food."

As he spoke, the old Taoist priest beckoned to the boss, "Boss, let's pack five more bottles of wine." ”

……

In a certain hotel, Xie Tianqing was lying on the sofa leisurely, and his senior brother was sitting next to him.

Glancing at Xie Tianqing, the senior brother asked, "I'm curious, whether you will kill him." ”

It's not that I look down on anyone, the gap in strength is indeed too big.

There are only a few senior brothers, and they know at what level each other's strength is, Lu Feng is indeed good, but it is a pity that he has only stepped into the level of the fifth level.

In the battle of suppressing strength, it is far superior to Lu Feng in other aspects, and there is actually no suspense in this battle at all.

"Then senior brother thinks I should kill or not." Xie Tianqing asked with a smile.

The senior brother frowned, and then stretched his eyebrows, "That's your business, it has nothing to do with me." ”

"No, it has something to do with you, because you are also a disciple of the Southern Madness, Senior Brother, the Master's face cannot be lost, if any person is like this, the name of the Southern Madness will be too worthless."

As he spoke, Xie Tianqing squinted.

"So, you're going to kill him?"

Xie Tianqing got up, walked to the window, looked at the night scene outside and said, "As an apprentice, you should be a witness to your master, and you can't lose your face." ”