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Chapter 141 If you join the Beast Fist Sect, you will be the next sect leader.

Song Dahu's master assumed a standard starting stance.

Lin Feng tossed the cloak and sword to Song Dahu, and then assumed a starting stance himself.

Lin Feng's Beast Hunting Fist had reached the Intent level. As soon as he started his stance, an aura of a ferocious beast unleashed emanated from his body.

Song Dahu's master's eyes lit up. This young man was quite something, and he couldn't underestimate him.

The sect leader and the other two elders also noticed the abnormality. This was definitely the Beast Hunting Fist after it had reached perfection. It would take decades to achieve this level of skill. How did this young man manage to do it at such a young age?

Old Song's battle is going to be tough.

Other disciples of Song Dahu's generation also realized that Lin Feng's Beast Hunting Fist was much stronger than theirs.

Song Dahu's master pounced on Lin Feng like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

Lin Feng dodged to the side and unleashed a wild donkey-like kick.

Song Dahu's master swooped down like an eagle swooping down on its prey, leaping up and pouncing on Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was not to be outdone and launched a venomous attack.

Bang! The two exchanged a punch. Lin Feng didn't budge, but Song Dahu's master took two steps back.

The difference in their skill levels immediately became apparent.

Song Dahu's master pounced on him again, and the two started fighting.

After only a few rounds, Lin Feng knocked Song Dahu's master out of the circle with a single palm strike.

Song Dahu's master stumbled and almost fell.

Fortunately, a disciple who was watching the commotion caught him quickly and helped him up.

Song Dahu and the sect leader immediately surrounded them. Song Dahu's master checked himself and found that he was not injured at all.

Song Dahu's master immediately realized that Lin Feng had shown mercy.

So he clasped his hands and said, "Truly, the new generation replaces the old, and the old generation surpasses the new."

General Lin's beast-hunting fist technique far surpasses mine; I concede defeat wholeheartedly.

The disciples present were in an uproar.

The Grand Elder had pondered the Beast Hunting Fist for decades, and he was the best at it in the entire sect.

How could the Grand Elder have been defeated by this young man?

Could this young man be a second-generation martial artist from the Sword Sect?

I've heard that the second-generation martial artists of the Sword Sect come from noble backgrounds and have had access to inexhaustible high-level cultivation resources since childhood.

Someone couldn't help but ask Song Dahu.

"Brother Tiger, what's this guy's background? Is he a second-generation martial artist from the Sword Sect?"

"What kind of second-generation martial artist is this from the Sword Sect? Our general comes from a hunter's family, just like everyone else."

"He was also a hunter? How is he so skilled?"

Song Dahu didn't know how Lin Feng was so powerful, but in any case, both he and his apprentice were defeated by Lin Feng.

Song Dahu could only say, "Our general is exceptionally talented and practices martial arts diligently, so his skills are naturally formidable."

The sect leader was utterly shocked.

General Lin's Beast Hunting Fist has surpassed the realm of perfection.

Only the founder of the Beast Fist School could master the Beast Hunting Fist to this level.

It is said that by practicing the Beast Hunting Fist to this level, one can attain a state of mind that all martial artists in the world dream of.

Lin Feng clasped his hands and said, "You flatter me. I only won by luck."

Song Dahu's master laughed and said, "Haha, a loss is a loss. I'm not someone who can't accept defeat."

Young friend, your martial arts skills are truly admirable.

"Elder, you flatter me."

The sect leader glanced at the people around him and shouted, "What are you all doing gathered here?"

"You've all seen the gap between yourselves and the masters outside, haven't you? Why aren't you going back to practice your boxing?"

The disciples of the Beast Fist Sect scattered like birds and beasts.

As they walked, the group kept turning back to sized up Lin Feng.

Why is this person so young yet so skilled in martial arts? Is it really because we haven't worked hard enough? They vowed in their hearts to practice even harder in the future.

Before long, only Elders Lin Feng and Song Dahu, along with the sect leader and a few others, remained.

The leader of the Beast Fist Sect walked up to Lin Feng and asked in a trembling voice, "General Lin, you, you have attained the realm of intent."

Lin Feng frowned for a moment, then quickly relaxed.

Beast Hunting Fist is a martial art of another sect, so it's not surprising that they know that Beast Hunting Fist can be practiced to the point of achieving a certain level of mastery.

Lin Feng nodded.

The sect leader and several elders of the Beast Fist Sect all gathered around.

The leader of the Beast Fist Sect asked again, "But what about that state of mind that can double speed, strength, and true energy?"

Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat. The Beast Heart could actually double his true energy. This was wonderful.

He was worried that once he had true qi, the effect of the Beast Heart would be greatly reduced, but upon hearing the sect leader's words, he realized that his worries were unfounded.

Lin Feng nodded.

The leader of the Beast Fist Sect directly invited, "General Lin, would you be willing to join my Beast Fist Sect? If you join, you will be the next leader."

The other three elders also looked at Lin Feng with anticipation.

Lin Feng shook his head and declined, "Thank you for your kindness, Sect Leader, but I already have a master and cannot join any other sect."

The sect leader and the three elders all showed expressions of regret.

Song Dahu, who was listening from the side, was a little confused. What was going on? The sect leader was actually inviting Brother Lin to be the sect leader?

The leader of the Beast Fist Sect then offered a compromise, saying, "General Lin, why don't you become a guest elder in the Beast Fist Sect?"

Guest elders and elders hold the same status and can view all the martial arts manuals of the Beast Fist Sect.

Moreover, there is no need to join the Beast Fist Sect, nor is it necessary to stay in the Beast Fist Sect year-round.

"If the Beast Fist Sect is in crisis, just come back and lend a hand."

After considering it for a while, Lin Feng felt that being a guest elder wouldn't be bad.

Once you become a guest elder, wouldn't we all be one family? What's the point of discussing cooperation then?

He could simply lead the disciples of the Beast Fist Sect down the mountain himself.

Lin Feng clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Then this junior will respectfully accept your offer."

The sect leader and several elders immediately smiled.

Song Dahu's master walked over and patted Lin Feng on the shoulder, "We're on the same side now, so spar more often when you have time."

Song Dahu's master gestured a couple of times, "How come your Tiger Pounced on its Prey move was so fast just now?"

Lin Feng also started gesturing on the spot, "That's because when I used the previous move, I was already gathering strength for this one."

"awesome!"

Song Dahu also came over to watch.

When Song Dahu's master saw him coming over, he said to him, "Dahu, you should learn from your uncle from now on. I used to think you had some talent, but now compared to your uncle, you're just a donkey."

Song Dahu felt like he was being unfairly targeted; how did his elder brother suddenly become his junior uncle after just one visit to the sect?

He himself went from being a genius disciple of the Beast Fist Sect to a donkey.

If I were a donkey, then you would be an old donkey.

He only dared to say these words to himself.

The leader of the Beast Fist Sect said, "Then we will prepare a grand ceremony for General Lin tomorrow to welcome him to the Beast Fist Sect as a guest elder."

Lin Feng thought to himself, with the financial resources of the Beast Fist Sect, what kind of grand ceremony could they possibly put on? They'd be lucky to even have meat on the table.

Lin Feng's heart stirred, and he looked at the group of people and asked, "I wonder how many guest elders the Beast Fist Sect currently has?"

The leader of the Beast Fist Sect smiled awkwardly and said, "You are the only guest elder."

Lin Feng thought about it and realized it made sense. Everyone wanted to become a guest elder, but with Qianmen so poor, who would want to be a guest elder?

Lin Feng decided to spend more money tomorrow to donate to the Beast Fist Sect and select another batch of disciples to follow him.

He couldn't just take them away for nothing; he had to leave some money for their families.

The sect leader of the Beast Fist Sect was a little worried that Lin Feng was unwilling to become a guest elder.

So he stepped forward and said, "Elder Lin, didn't you want to see the secret manual of our Beast Fist Sect? I'll take you to the Scripture Pavilion to have a look."

Lin Feng smiled. He had come all this way for the intensive training, but he hadn't expected it to go so smoothly.

Lin Feng clasped his hands in a fist and said, "That's exactly what I was thinking too."

The leader of the Beast Fist Sect put his arm around Lin Feng's shoulder and said, "Don't call me 'junior.' You're an elder now, so we're all on the same level."

The group headed towards the Beast Fist Sect's scripture pavilion.

Song Dahu, who was walking at the very back, was sullen. He muttered to himself, "I'm not on the same level as them. Should I continue following them?"