The six disciples from the Wang Family couldn't be bothered with idle talk and directly enclosed Lin Feng at the center. All six individuals were Martial Masters Fourth Layer, their auras exceptionally full and powerful. A pair of piercingly cold eyes glared at Lin Feng, each gaze wrapped in a cold glint.
If it were an ordinary person, not to mention fighting, just being surrounded by this group alone would make one's legs go weak.
"Breaking Army Fist!"
"Monkey Plucking the Moon!"
"Eagle Fist!!"
Three of them suddenly made a move, aiming straight for Lin Feng's throat, chest, and groin — all vital areas. The other three didn't rush into action, not because they were arrogant, but because they were waiting for Lin Feng to change his moves. Once Lin Feng changed his position or made a defensive maneuver, they would attack accordingly.
"Are they testing me?" Lin Feng glanced around, the corners of his mouth slightly curving up,
