"Why should Mr. Shen be so humble?" Long Feng heard this and sneered: "To be favored by Master Ge, and even refuse the sect master's kindness, it shows that Mr. Shen's martial arts must be the best in the world!"

"Ha!" Shen Youzhi chuckled and said slightly arrogantly: "I dare not say that I am the best in the world, but the top three are more than enough."

Now is a good opportunity. As long as Shen Youzhi helps Ge Tianba overcome this difficulty, not only can he gain his trust, but he can also take advantage of the opportunity to ask him for news about the Iron Hand.

"Haha." Seeing how arrogant he was, Long Feng immediately said, "In that case, I would like to learn from you!"

The sect leader asked him to come here just to force Ge Tianba to compromise. Since the verbal threats failed, he would have no choice but to show the truth to his subordinates!

Long Feng is still extremely confident in his martial arts.

In the Iron Hands, no one is his opponent except the clan leader.

He feels that his martial arts can be ranked among the top ten in the world.

The young man in front of me is only twenty years old at most. Even if he started practicing martial arts from birth, how capable would he be?

Seeing that Long Feng wanted to use force, Shen Youzhi said without giving in: "In that case, please give me some advice, sir!"

When Long Feng heard this, he stood up immediately, then jumped up and landed on the martial arts field in the center of Crouching Tiger Hall.

Seeing this, Shen Youzhi tapped his foot lightly and landed steadily opposite Long Feng.

"Please!" Long Feng pulled out his long sword and said.

Shen Youzhi was not polite, a cold light suddenly appeared in the sheath, and the shadow of the sword pierced the dragon wind like the wind.
Chapter completed!