Looking at Lin Feng's departing figure, Sun Li's eyes were filled with uncontrollable shock.
He cultivated the Ming Jin technique to the pinnacle in four days. Even the legendary masters in history were not as amazing as him.
He had been honing his skills for his entire life, but he was only at the Ming Jin level. Obviously, Lin Feng's peak was far beyond that, but he could no longer teach him.
Lin Feng's study career here also came to an end.
This is also a great sense of frustration for Sun Li.
The only consolation was that Lin Feng readily transferred the remaining money over. He earned ten thousand dollars in four days, which was a small fortune anyway.
Originally, he thought that Lin Feng was just an ordinary rich kid and only planned to teach him some basic skills. However, who knew that Lin Feng's progress was so fast and his desire to learn was so strong that even Sun Li gradually got into the state and felt a love for talent, so he taught Lin Feng everything he knew. However, even so, he only taught him for four days before there was nothing more to teach.
Because Ming Jin sounds mysterious, it is actually just a technique of exerting force. For Lin Feng, whose physical fitness has reached the peak of human beings and whose fighting talent has been epically enhanced, he has skipped the stage of needing to train his body and continuously enhance his physical strength. He only needs to learn some basic skills and advanced force-exerting techniques in the later stage, which is not a difficult task at all.
At the beginning, Sun Li could barely serve as Lin Feng's sparring partner. At that stage, Lin Feng had great strength but not enough skills. Sun Li could still rely on his Bajiquan skills to barely fight a few moves with him.
After a few days, Lin Feng also learned it completely and was even better than his master. Sun Li no longer dared to practice with him.
Lin Feng's fist was so powerful and his skills were so strong that he could kill him instantly.
Unlike Sun Li, Lin Feng did not have such deep feelings. To him, this was just a matter of course. With the development of the super soldier serum, anything related to combat would not be difficult to get started.
You can learn it in no time and become an expert in no time!
This is Lin Feng's current situation!
However, he was not proud and complacent. He knew that this kind of force-generating technique was useless against those who were far stronger than himself. Unless you also had the protagonist halo of Captain America, you would be nothing more than a super soldier in the future.
Sun Li had nothing more to teach him, but he also pointed out a clear path for him. There were still some masters in Chinatowns across the United States. After reaching the level of Ming Jin, one had to find a way to break through to An Jin, then Hua Jin, and finally reach the legendary Dan Jin.
Although the power of the Chinese martial arts system cannot be compared with the system in the Marvel world that can easily destroy the world, it is the only way he can currently grasp to increase his strength, and he must go all out.
With Bajiquan as his foundation, Lin Feng embarked on his own journey of learning. In addition to Bajiquan, Lin Feng also learned Tai Chi, Baguazhang and other series of Chinese martial arts.
With his financial support, he was successful in everything he did. Nowadays, fewer and fewer people were willing to learn Chinese martial arts, not to mention in a foreign country. Lin Feng offered so much, and most of the hall owners were willing to teach. Even if they were reluctant to teach too much at the beginning, under the influence of Lin Feng's extraordinary talent, they gradually developed a love for talent, and many of them taught him everything they knew.
In a whole month, Lin Feng visited all the martial arts boxing gyms in New York City and learned all of them. He finally completed the transformation from Ming Jin to An Jin and truly became a master of An Jin.
He even became famous in the American martial arts circle. Many people heard that a genius had appeared in New York, combining the strengths of many schools to form his own school.
In this circle, as long as you reach the level of Ming Jin, you can open your own martial arts school. If you reach the level of An Jin, you will be the best among the best in the whole city.
After all, masters of Hua Jin are rare, and even fewer overseas.
Now, it would be no problem for Lin Feng to conquer New York with his fists and feet.
One punch from him would kill an opponent at the Ming Jin level, and one punch from him would seriously injure an opponent at the An Jin level. Probably only an opponent at the Hua Jin level could fight against him. This is the huge increase brought about by the strength of his own physical body.
Lin Feng was walking on the road in casual clothes and a sweatshirt, as if he was a student who was still in school. As he walked, he was thinking about where to go to study next and how to reach the Hua Jin level as soon as possible. By that time, his combat power would be improved to a higher level.
During this month, he wrote in his diary and practiced martial arts. The days passed quickly. The energy bar in his mind was full again, and he drew a prize again. Who knew that this time he didn't draw anything good, but only won 20 million US dollars.
Although it is an unimaginable huge fortune for ordinary people and is enough to make people financially free, it is something dispensable for Lin Feng now.
However, increasing wealth is always a good thing, so Lin Feng is not discouraged.
With so much money, Lin Feng could open the way more smoothly, and he could even break down the door of a dark energy master.
Suddenly, he stopped in front of a floor-to-ceiling window on the roadside. There was a TV inside, which was broadcasting an interview. The interviewer was none other than another big boss of Stark Industries, Obaday.
In it, Obaday was smiling and sharing interesting stories about Tony Stark's childhood with the host. He looked like a good uncle and kept emphasizing how harmonious his relationship with Tony Stark was.
But probably apart from Lin Feng, no one knew that he secretly wanted to kill Tony Stark.
"You can know a person's face but not his heart!" Lin Feng sighed, and suddenly there was a noise behind him.
"Hey, yellow monkey, hand over your money, hand over your bag!"
Lin Feng turned his head and saw several tall black thugs approaching him with fruit knives. It was obvious that they saw that he was well dressed and thought there was something to be gained from him.
"In broad daylight, in the clear sky..." Lin Feng was a little speechless.
Well, this is America, it makes sense!
Especially the yellow people, here, they are at the bottom of the social contempt chain, and even the black uncles can bully them.
"Don't you understand English?" The black man in the lead thought Lin Feng was a foreigner and couldn't understand English, so he repeated it again.
But before he could react, Lin Feng was already in front of him and punched him.
"ah!"
With a scream, the leading black man flew backwards several meters, and several of his ribs were broken.
Seeing this, the other black men suddenly became ferocious and rushed forward.
However, he was knocked down with just one punch from each man.