Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Zuo Feng opened the iron box in front of him, and a strong scent of medicine hit his face. After taking a closer look, there was only the same medicinal material inside. About forty herbs were neatly stacked together. When Zuo Feng saw this medicinal material, he couldn't help but feel excited.

What is placed in the iron box is a kind of elixir called "Yuncao". Judging from the age, it is more than five years old. This "Yuncao" is the main ingredient in refining "Forging Powder". He had been looking for it in Yancheng for a long time and only bought seven of it. With so much "cloud grass" this time, it was more than enough to refine Zuo Hou and the others for their physical strengthening period.

He reached out and grabbed a handful from the iron box and put it into his arms. Of course, these medicinal materials were immediately put into the crystal after entering Zuo Feng's arms. He quickly put all these "cloud grasses" away, and then Zuo Feng strode towards the passage.

When Zuo Feng was approaching the end of the passage, a stone door slowly opened. A young man with long hair and shawl was lying comfortably in the middle of the hall. The young man looked at Zuo Feng who had just walked into the hall with a half-smile. Then he took the wine bottle and took a swig.

The two people's eyes met instantly, and the long-haired young man swallowed all the wine in his mouth with a "dong" sound, and raised his hand to wipe the wine stains from the corners of his mouth. Then he spoke unhurriedly, his voice low and full of magnetic charm.

"You are the young man hired by the lord of Yancheng City. Oh, by the way, your name seems to be Zuo Feng."

Zuo Feng saw that the young man called out his name as soon as he opened his mouth, obviously he had some understanding of his situation. Although Zuo Feng was a little surprised, since the other party had no immediate plans to take action, he also wanted to hear what this person wanted to say.

Seeing Zuo Feng looking at him without any change, the long-haired young man smiled and nodded, and continued: "This trial is extremely important to you, the Lord of Yancheng City, and even more important to Lin Lang, the governor of East County. So your Yancheng contestants are very valuable."

Zuo Feng was suddenly surprised when he heard this. It seemed that the East County Sheriff was indeed doing something secretly. Tengfang and the man in the short shirt knew something about the rotating tower mechanism, and it was probably the county guard who revealed it to Zhang Yu.

Thinking of this, Zuo Feng felt a very uncomfortable feeling in his heart, but this was not the time to think deeply. He looked at the long-haired man with cold eyes and said slowly: "It seems that you are also very interested in the county guard's generous reward?"

The long-haired young man shook his head with a smile, raised the wine bottle in his hand again and took a sip, then slowly said: "Those rewards are indeed very exciting, but I am very interested in you. On the first level, you are actually If you can defeat that girl, I think your strength will definitely satisfy me."

Zuo Feng knew that the girl he was talking about was the yellow-haired woman who used a scimitar that he had encountered. And it can be seen that this long-haired young man is also the kind of extremely militant person. Such people are usually cultivators and fighting madmen, and they are also the people who give Zuo Feng the most headaches. They can have no reason and just want to challenge the strong to hone themselves.

Ding Hao, who is known as "Jiu Fist" or "Jiu Hao", can be regarded as a well-known person among the new generation in Dongjun. And his love or obsession for fighting is almost pathological. This was a real martial arts idiot that Zuo Feng met. Of course, in this world where force is respected, there are definitely many such people.

"My name is Ding Hao, you can call me a wine tycoon. There are two things I love most in my life, one is wine, and the other is opponents. A good opponent is the best food for me to drink with. If you can make me fight happily, "Chang, I can let you leave this spiral tower alive."

The long-haired man was still lying on the ground, one arm supporting his body, and the other hand shaking the wine bottle in his hand and talking leisurely. The tone of his speech was as if he was convinced of the left wind.

But Zuo Feng saw that this was a kind of strong self-confidence, not the nonsense of arrogant people like Fujikata. It's just that the other person was only a few years older than him, and he even talked about his "life", which gave Zuo Feng the feeling of pretending to be mature.

Smiling softly, Zuo Feng also said: "My strength is only so-so. I won't know until I try whether I can make you happy."

When the long-haired young man named Ding Hao heard what Zuo Feng said, he narrowed his eyes and stared at Zuo Feng again for a while. Then he stuffed the wine bottle in his hand without any haste, hung it on his waist, then raised his arms and stretched.

Then he sat up lazily, untied a string from his wrist, and tied up his long hair. Then he stood up and walked towards Zuofeng with a somewhat staggering gait, as if he was still drunk.

When the two were still about three feet away from each other, Zuo Feng felt a pungent smell of alcohol coming towards him, and he couldn't help but frown deeply. It seems that this young man is not pretending, the wine bottle on his waist is actually full of strong liquor.

Just when Zuo Feng was surprised, the young man named Ding Hao staggered forward a few steps, as if his feet were unstable and about to fall. Zuo Feng, however, was not stupid enough to think that the other party was acting like this because he had really drunk too much. He became alert and immediately assumed a fighting stance.

Just when Ding Hao's body was about to fall, he suddenly rushed forward diagonally. As fast as lightning, he had already reached Zuo Feng. This move surprised Zuo Feng, who had already been prepared, but the opponent's fist was already swung out like lightning.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Four consecutive muffled sounds, Zuo Feng retreated three steps, and Ding Hao also retreated half a step and stood up straight. The laziness in his eyes had long disappeared, replaced by a face full of excitement and enthusiasm.

Just a moment ago, Ding Hao actually threw four punches. Whether it was the speed, angle, or strength of the punches, it was beyond Zuo Feng's expectations. Just when Ding Hao was about to fall, he suddenly rushed forward. There was no sign before the punch was thrown, and the momentum of the forward rush also increased the strength of the punch.

"I have a hunch that this battle will be very interesting."

Ding Hao no longer saw the previous laziness at this time, but said with excitement. Zuo Feng did not share the other party's good mood. This Ding Hao was really not exaggerating. He was already an amazingly talented person at such an age with the strength of the second level of the bone refining period. Coupled with the other party's strange moves, he was really not an opponent that could be easily defeated.

Ding Hao licked his lips a little bit, and then laughed and rushed over again quickly. A seemingly ordinary punch hit Zuo Feng's chest. Zuo Feng immediately raised his arm to block it and punched back with another punch. But just when Ding Hao's fist was about to hit Zuo Feng's arm, he suddenly leaned back and kicked his leg from bottom to top.

Zuo Feng was surprised and immediately retracted his fist. He stretched out his five fingers slightly and turned his fist into a grab to grab the opponent's knee. Ding Hao saw that the opponent's grab was just right, and he couldn't help but flash a strange light in his eyes. He exerted force on his waist and abdomen, leaning back and rushing forward again, and punched him in the chest again.

Zuo Feng waved his arm to block with a serious look, and after a muffled sound, the two separated again. In the blink of an eye, Ding Hao actually changed his moves twice in a row. Not only is his body extremely flexible, but his moves are also as smooth as flowing water.

This time Zuo Feng did not hesitate, but rushed forward almost at the same time as the opponent. If he didn't try to attack, then the initiative would be completely controlled by the opponent, and even if he reacted quickly, he would inevitably miss the move. In the face of such a sharp attack, the best strategy is to attack against the opponent.

The young man named Ding Hao smiled, as if he was very excited about Zuo Feng's attack. The two of them collided in an instant. Although Zuo Feng launched an attack this time, his moves were very simple, but the power contained in each move was extremely amazing.

In just a few breaths, the two exchanged more than ten moves. Under such intensive attacks, Zuo Feng was hit by two punches and one kick, while Ding Hao was only hit by one punch from Zuo Feng.

But when the two separated again, the young man named Ding Hao had a serious look on his face. Because the power of Zuo Feng's punch was too great, if it weren't for his extremely flexible body, other people might have fallen to the ground and lost.

"Boy, it's not simple. I didn't expect that you have such amazing power with such a thin body."

Although the two fought for a while, Zuo Feng couldn't help but like this opponent a little. Although the young man named Ding Hao was ruthless, he did not use any dirty tricks at all, which made Zuo Feng feel like he was enjoying the excitement of fighting.

"It seems that the next battle will be very interesting."

Zuo Feng chuckled and replied, imitating the tone of the long-haired young man. The two looked at each other for a moment and laughed at the same time. At a certain moment, the two of them stopped laughing tacitly and rushed over to each other at the same time.

Zuo Feng couldn't help but flash the "Lian Rou Push Hands" he had seen before, and his moves changed immediately. Ding Hao had a serious face, but when he saw Zuo Feng's sudden change in moves, he immediately showed an excited expression.

The two had tacitly not used any martial arts since the fight, and they were completely fighting in close combat through moves. And under such a fast move, even if they wanted to use martial arts, they had no time to circulate their spiritual energy.

At this time, Ding Hao turned around and kicked out. Zuo Feng seemed to dodge backwards, but his body seemed to enter a specific trajectory during the swing. Then his body swayed slightly and pushed forward with his arms. Ding Hao seemed to want to try the strength of Zuo Feng's push, so he gritted his teeth and raised his arms to meet Zuo Feng's palms.

"Bang"

After a dull sound of body collision, Zuo Feng took two steps back. But Ding Hao's body flew backwards directly, and his body kept rolling on the ground until it hit the wall of the hall seven or eight feet away, and then stopped with a muffled groan.

Zuo Feng stared blankly at Ding Hao who fell to the ground, and he still couldn't come back to his senses.