Dragon King of China: It's Normal to Know Hundreds of Millions of Chinese Martial Arts

"Lin Feng! After three years of marriage, you still bargain for groceries? The Su family is so blind that they hired you as a son-in-law!" Mother-in-law Liu Mei smashed her rice bowl in front of her relatives. Zhao Tianba, the rich second generation next door, hugged the heroine Su Qingyue's waist and sneered: "Qingyue, divorce this loser, and I will give you the entire listed company!" Lin Feng wiped the rice from the corner of his mouth and stood up suddenly - the bodyguards brought by Zhao Tianba flew out of the door like a kite with a broken string. He scratched his head and smiled naively: "I'm sorry, I know a lot of Chinese martial arts, and I couldn't control my 'mountain support' just now." That night, the underground world of Jiangcheng City was shocked: the "Dragon King Order" that had disappeared for ten years was hot in Lin Feng's pocket. The elders of the hidden sect knelt in a row: "Lord Dragon King, are you finally willing to take care of things?" Lin Feng: "Don't argue for now, I still have to cook supper for Qingyue - by the way, the Secret Book of Chinese Martial Arts you mentioned, I seemed to have read it as a comic when I was a kid?" Since then, the city has gained a "wonderful son-in-law": he can smash the villain's luxury car with one punch, and he can knit scarves for his wife at the bottom; he can "pretend" to torture the boss in the martial arts competition, and he can carry the dragon's pulse to fight against overseas fighting organizations.