Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

The largest restaurant in Yancheng, Weixiangzhai.

There are few tables on the fourth floor of the restaurant. Although the place is smaller than the lower floors, it is still very spacious.

Zuo Feng was looking at the young man opposite with his eyes narrowed. His spiritual energy was running fast, and his mind was like still water, reflecting all the subtle changes of the other party without missing a single detail.

The young man opposite, who was about 18 or 19 years old, was already an eighth-level warrior in the Strong Body Stage. He was swift and stepped forward steadily. A punch hit Zuo Feng in the chest. The strong wind it brought could tell that the spiritual power contained in this punch was extremely huge.

Because the opponent had already tried to test Zuo Feng's depth before, this punch was basically a force of pressure, and it was necessary to make Zuo Feng seriously injured on the spot with one blow.

Zuo Feng was not afraid. Although he was two levels lower than the opponent, he was confident that he could still fight with the opponent.

He twisted his body slightly, stepped forward, and avoided the punch with his body and speed that were not inferior to the opponent. At the same time, his fingers were bent like hooks, grabbing the opponent's elbow.

Zuo Feng was able to easily avoid his powerful punch, which made the young man's face change slightly. Seeing that the opponent could attack him at the critical moment, and the position he took was the most vulnerable point of his punch, the young man's face became solemn for the first time.

He raised his other palm to attack Zuo Feng's claw, and Zuo Feng clenched his claw into a fist and fought hard without dodging.

"Bang"

After a muffled sound, the two retreated at the same time, but Zuo Feng retreated two steps more than the opponent, which was already considered to be evenly matched.

The people watching were all a little surprised at this moment. You must know that the difference in level between the two is not a little bit, but a hard fight without any tricks between the two levels, how can such a result not surprise everyone present.

Zuo Feng knew very well in his heart that this was all thanks to the thunder body forging. The difference between warriors in the strong body stage mainly lies in the transformation of the body and the total amount of spiritual energy. Zuo Feng's body, forged by thunder, had already reached the level of perfection in the late stage of strong body. With the special spiritual power in his body containing the power of thunder and lightning, he was naturally confident that he would not lose in a hard fight.

The old man called Tianshu was also slightly stunned when he saw this scene, but then he smiled and nodded. He had the highest cultivation here, and his vision was naturally higher than others.

The young man at the eighth level of the strong body concentrated all his spiritual energy on that fist. Seeing Zuo Feng attacking with claws, he had to hastily transfer his spiritual energy to another palm. One was accumulating momentum, and the other was a temporary change of tactics. There were still some tricks under Zuo Feng's superficial hard fight.

But even so, Zuo Feng was very surprised to have such a result, and he secretly kept a close eye on this young man. At this age, he has such cultivation and strength, which is definitely worth the city lord's mansion to spend a lot of money to win over.

'I didn't expect that the eldest lady who usually acts recklessly would accidentally meet such a young genius today. 'Uncle Tian felt a little bit of love for Zuo Feng, and secretly planned that he must not let them hurt the boy in front of him.

The young man was evenly matched in the first fight, which made him lose face in front of his companions, and his face became a little distorted in anger.

His legs were slightly bent, and he stepped lightly on the floor with strange and small steps. With every step, his momentum continued to rise.

"Shameless."

This time, it was Anya who spoke up, who had been watching the two people fighting with a squinting eye. She had already seen that the young man was using martial arts. To use martial arts against a warrior two levels lower than herself, she was a little angry because she was determined to see Zuo Feng make a fool of himself.

The short old man's eyes condensed slightly. He also realized that the boy in front of him was not simple at this moment, and thought secretly in his heart.

'As long as the boy in front of him can be solved as soon as possible, it doesn't matter if it's embarrassing. '

Zuo Feng saw the other party using martial arts, and although he was secretly cursing him in his heart, he must not show weakness now. Although Teng Xiaoyun had taught him a martial art, that martial art could not exert any power before the bone refining stage. With a thought in his mind, the scene of Teng Xiaoyun fighting with the hook-nosed bald man emerged in his mind.

The young man suddenly jumped up, and one leg was raised up. His trouser legs became swollen due to the full spiritual energy, and he kicked towards Zuo Feng's head fiercely.

Zuo Feng had seen the trick from the spiritual energy fluctuations of his two legs. Although the front and back legs seemed to be one real and one virtual, as long as one leg kicked, there would be a continuous kick of overwhelming waves.

He twisted his waist and turned sideways to avoid the first kick, and at the same time took a small step back to avoid the next kick. The young man was in the air at this time, and a sneer flashed across his mouth when he saw Zuo Feng retreating.

He suddenly accelerated forward in mid-air, and such a change surprised everyone around him. It turned out that this was the real killer of this martial art. Such a martial art can be regarded as a top-level martial art of the middle grade.

The air around him was so tense that it seemed to freeze. Uncle Tian clenched his fists slightly. As long as Zuo Feng was kicked, he would immediately stop the subsequent continuous attacks.

But the next moment, Uncle Tian's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Zuo Feng's strange response with disbelief on his face.

The young man suddenly accelerated in the air and kicked forward with both feet at the same time. Zuo Feng took advantage of the momentum of the backward jump and suddenly bent his body backward like a fully drawn bow, dodging the two kicks with such a strange twist of his body.

If Teng Xiaoyun was there, he would have recognized it immediately. This was exactly the move he used to deal with the hook-nosed man. Zuo Feng suddenly remembered the fight with Teng Xiaoyun, so he copied it exactly at this time.

The most surprised person by Zuo Feng's response was of course the young man who was still in mid-air at this time. His family spent a lot of money to buy this martial art from a well-connected sect. In a competition among peers, he even defeated a martial artist who was one level higher than him.

Although it sounds slow, it took almost no time from the first kick to now, which shows how fierce the fight was.

His legs passed about three inches above Zuo Feng's bent abdomen. His body bounced up like a bow with full power. Zuo Feng took advantage of the momentum to take a small half step, and at the same time, he punched the abdomen of the young man who was in the air with a fierce punch full of spiritual energy.

"Puff"

After a muffled sound, the young man drew a parabola as if he was thrown, and flew backwards spitting blood. As luck would have it, he landed right at the entrance of the stairs. Several of his companions were still staring at him with their mouths wide open in disbelief, watching their companions tumbling down the stairs.

"Hmph, don't worry about this rubbish, both of you come together, don't hold back."

The short old man snorted coldly, stopping the other two young men from going downstairs. He was now determined to get rid of the young man in front of him. This feud has already been made. If he is not eliminated now, this young man will definitely have a promising future in the future, and he will have trouble sleeping and eating by then.

The two young men hesitated for a moment, looked at each other, and rushed towards Zuo Feng at the same time.

Anya wanted to stop them, but found that Tian Shu was looking at Zuo Feng with a smile on his face at this time. Although she was a little puzzled in her heart, she still suppressed the words on her lips.

Zuo Feng felt weak and powerless at this time. He only thought of this technique temporarily, but he didn't expect that it almost consumed all his spiritual power. Seeing that two young men of the seventh level of the strong body stage were rushing towards him at the same time, he had to use all his speed to dodge, and temporarily he could only seize the time to recover his spiritual energy.

Fortunately, there were tables and chairs placed everywhere on the fourth floor. To survive in the jungle, you need to make perfect use of the surrounding environment. In this case, Zuo Feng also made full use of this specialty.

He got under the table behind him like a clever monkey, and threw a chair when he came out from under the table, avoiding the first round of attacks. When the two thought he would hide under the table again, Zuo Feng rolled over from a table next to him, making the two people's encirclement fail again.

Anya's heart, which was originally on the edge, gradually calmed down at this moment. Seeing that the two ferocious young men couldn't even touch the corner of Zuo Feng's clothes in the constant pursuit, she almost couldn't help laughing out loud. And she herself didn't even realize that her attitude of disgust towards this young man at the beginning had begun to quietly sprout a little admiration and a little goodwill in her heart.

Zuo Feng continued to recover his spiritual energy while dodging. When he got through the table, he saw the right opportunity and suddenly turned back and grabbed the right foot of a young man who couldn't dodge in time.

'Since you are so despicable, you can't blame me for being ruthless.' Zuo Feng said silently in his heart.

Zuo Feng held the other person's foot with one hand and the ankle with the other hand, twisting it hard and the crisp "click" sound rang again. This sound made people's scalps numb, but it sounded like a natural sound to Zuo Feng's ears.

"Ah"

The screams rang at the same time, causing all the passers-by on the streets to look upstairs, but no one dared to come up to watch the excitement. At this time, Zuo Feng was still a little puzzled. The sky was turned upside down, and some people rolled downstairs, but no one came up to watch the excitement, even the waiter and the boss seemed to have disappeared.

Zuo Feng didn't know that if there was a fight in the store on the lower floors, they would probably be beaten to death by the guys in the store, or they would be beaten to a disability and thrown on the street, but the fourth floor was more special.

First of all, all those who could go up to the fourth floor were well-known people in Yancheng. Occasionally, there would be friction and fighting between these people, and they would be able to compensate for all the losses in the store.

Another point is that the people who come to the fourth floor are those who even the boss dare not offend, so naturally they dare not go upstairs to make trouble, so let the people upstairs fight happily first.

The remaining young man saw another companion injured and fell to the ground, and the miserable appearance was even more frightening, and the entire right foot was twisted strangely behind the body.

For these warriors who have been trained since childhood, getting injured in a competition is like a commonplace. But this strange method of Zuo Feng is the first time he has seen it.

Unconsciously, he was a little stunned. How could Zuo Feng let go of this opportunity? He rushed towards the young man who was still stunned. In a flash, Zuo Feng raised his foot and kicked the side of the young man's knee. Zuo Feng also grasped the strength and angle of this kick just right. The last young man was also declared scrapped after a crisp "click".

Although it was a bit strenuous, such a result made Zuo Feng a little happy.

He turned around with a sneer and looked at the short old man, only to find a dark shadow suddenly rushing from behind him. The speed of the dark shadow was so fast that he could not even see the other person's face clearly before the person came in front of him.