Lin Jifeng seemed not to hear Lin Miaoyin's dissuasion. Seeing Long Yi throwing a punch, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he swung a long rainbow with his folding fan to fight back.

Long Yi's punch looked weak and powerless, and its strength and speed were not up to par. It was even worse than a punch thrown by an ordinary person who had practiced in a Taekwondo gym for a month.

The moment Lin Jifeng's dazzling long rainbow touched Long Yi's right fist, the long rainbow was instantly split into two.

After the long rainbow split into two halves, it actually showed a reverse trend, re-gathering into a white silver line, strangely attacking Lin Jifeng.

"What? How is this possible?"

Lin Jifeng was so shocked that his eyes widened. He did not dare to hesitate for a moment. He touched the ground with his feet and flew into the air. He blasted out five huge waves of true energy in succession, and only then did he manage to break up the inverted rainbow.

He had just breathed a sigh of relief when a bronze fist came straight towards him from the end of the rainbow.

"Bang!"

Lin Jifeng had no way to avoid it, so he could only circulate all the true energy in his body and condense a protective Tiangang in front of his body, which was more than ten centimeters thick.

The offensive force of that fist did not decrease at all, and it directly hit the body-protecting Tiangang, which was actually blown apart and easily pierced through like water tofu.

Lin Jifeng was horrified and fled backwards frantically!

But even if he used his signature moves, his speed could not match that of the relentless fist chasing him.

"Bang!"

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, the bronze fist hit Lin Jifeng's waist hard.

He was suddenly kicked like a football, and was knocked away by the wild force from the fist. He directly broke a thick concrete beam and fell on the lawn outside the lobby like a dead pig.

Silence! The entire hall fell into a deathly silence. No words could describe the shock felt by the warriors present.

Lin Jiashi almost felt dizzy. This scene destroyed his worldview of more than ten years.

In his eyes, his grandfather was a person who could stand on equal footing with the Sword Saint Lu Jiutian. Looking at the vast Dragon Country, his grandfather's strength could be ranked among the top ten.

As a result, he actually witnessed with his own eyes that a young boy beat his grandfather into a pulp, and the grandfather didn't even have the strength to fight back.

Tang Xuehui felt a bitter taste in her throat. She originally thought that this farce would end after the head of the Lin family appeared, but she didn't expect that the young man's strength... could easily beat Lin Jifeng.

Lin Miaoyin, standing at the entrance of the lobby, smiled bitterly. She had witnessed the horror of Long Yi in the Zhulu Conference before, so she naturally knew that her grandfather might not be Long Yi's opponent.

On the lawn, Lin Jifeng spat a few times angrily, spitting out the mud and sand in his mouth, then he stuck his butt out and got up from the ground in a very embarrassed manner.

In full view of the crowd, a young man slowly walked out of the lobby, with his hands behind his back, and stopped five steps in front of Lin Jifeng.

The young man stared at Lin Jifeng with a half-smile and chuckled:

"They all say you're a venerable, but I think you're nothing more than that. So what if they bully you?"

Lin Jifeng's expression changed again and again. After a long while, he still held back and didn't say anything, but his expression looked even uglier than if he had eaten shit.

The Venerable who had been famous in Yandu for a long time was actually knocked more than ten meters away by a punch and finally fell flat on his face.

This is simply a huge joke.

The warriors present looked at Long Yi with complicated expressions. After all, there was a universally recognized rule in the martial arts world that the only person who could defeat a Venerable was another Venerable who was stronger.

"Could it be possible... that this young man in his early twenties is actually a Venerable?"

The warrior standing next to Lin Miaoyin heard what she had just said and spread the news in a low voice.

"No wonder he was able to defeat Patriarch Lin, it turns out he is none other than Master Long, the rising star of the Central Plains!"

These words caused quite a stir among the crowd.

Hundreds of warriors from all corners of the world were all shocked. They had heard rumors about Master Zhongyuan Long a long time ago, but at that time they just regarded it as a joke and did not take it seriously at all.

After all, a venerable man in his early twenties definitely broke the conventional cognition of these warriors.

At this moment, they couldn't laugh, because Master Long, who was so powerful in the Central Plains, was standing in front of them.

When Lin Jiashi heard this, it seemed as if all his soul and spirit had been sucked away. He looked emaciated and stood there with a dull expression, unable to calm down for a long time.

All the pride and self-esteem of the past twenty-seven years were trampled under Long Yi's feet like garbage.

What rising star of the younger generation in Yandu, what a brilliant person, compared with a venerable man in his early twenties, these titles are as smelly as toilets.

"Master Long from Zhongyuan? Your name is Long Yi?" Lin Jifeng slowly got up from the ground, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

He was shocked and angry. Ten years ago, when he was defeated by the Sword Saint, he went into seclusion to practice and hide away from the world, thinking that he had become indifferent to fame and fortune.

But today, after Long Yi punched him so hard that he was left with a terrible sight, Lin Jifeng still felt a burning sensation on his face, as if the word "shame" had been branded directly on his face.

Long Yi looked at the old man's grinning face and said jokingly:

"What? Old man, you still don't accept my beating? Fine, I'll beat you till you're lucky!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Yi disappeared out of thin air. Everyone looked around but couldn't see him.

"Master Lin, be careful!"

Lin Jifeng looked up in astonishment and found that Long Yi had fallen from the sky at some point. Because of his fast speed and the friction with the air, sparks flew from his fist.

He did not dare to hesitate and immediately used all his strength to punch Long Yi.

Bang!

In an instant, dust flew all over the sky. After the two separated, Lin Jifeng's feet were smashed into the ground, with only the part above his ankles exposed.

"This power is truly terrifying, even more powerful than that of his guard!"

Lin Jifeng was shocked. Blood was oozing from the base of his right fist, and even several joints were broken due to the heavy load.

"This guy's strength is simply beyond human reach. Could it be that he is an external practitioner?" Lin Jifeng was suspicious.

There were rumors that Long Yi was a celestial master of magic, but how could a celestial master of magic have such powerful strength? Moreover, he had never used talismans from beginning to end.

Seeing Long Yi coming with another punch, Lin Jifeng quickly stopped thinking and started to deal with it.

"White Dragon emerges from the sea, Bone-melting Palm!"

Lin Jifeng roared, and finally chose to use softness to overcome hardness in order to resolve Long Yi's attack.

He put his palms together, and suddenly a thick white mist appeared out of thin air, which turned into thin strands of white lines. The air was suddenly filled with a chill, and a gloom shrouded everyone's heart.