A small idea

"Heroes start from young. Heroes start from young indeed."

Elder Huang looked at Lin Fan and couldn't help but sigh. He had lived to such an old age but he had never come across a young man like this. It was way too astonishing.

This young man knew every style of martial art and, with one look, he could tell that this President Lin was adept at all of them. Moreover, it seemed as if he had inherited them completely without any lacking aspects.

To anyone from any school of martial art, this was impossible. Through the course of time and the inevitable chaos of war, they would be lucky to inherit just eighty percent of the original techniques.

"You're too courteous, Elder Huang." Lin Fan waved his hand calmly. He was already used to such praises and he wasn't moved at all.