World Wide Martial Art

"Are you really going to fight me?"

Seeing the rude and strong man charging at him with great ferocity, Ye Feng was not afraid at all and remained calm and calm. The opponent's cultivation level was only at the fifth level of innateness. Even though his Dantian was damaged and his Yuanli was not smooth, he could still deal with such a small character. With ease. Situ Reading

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"Ignorant boy, now kowtow to me and beg for mercy, and beg me to sell you as a coolie. Maybe Lord Tiger can consider making your death less ugly."

The strong man glared at Ye Feng with contempt, and naturally did not take this injured boy who only had two or three innate vitality levels in his eyes, and who did not look tall and strong.

The violent roar made people's hearts tremble.

As he swooped, a fishy smell came out of his mouth, which was very unpleasant.

"Shut up! Bad breath!"

Ye Feng waved his right hand next to his nose in disgust. How dare he be arrogant in front of him even if he was born at the fifth level?

But the moment Ye Feng activated his energy, he staggered suddenly. He felt as if his meridians were blocked by something. When his energy in his dantian increased to a certain level, he was stuck in one place and couldn't get out. Go, even the Yuanli level of the innate stage cannot be exerted.

Ye Feng was stunned.

Damn it!

Really careless.

A few days ago, I was only focusing on recuperating my injuries, but I forgot to clear the blocked meridians, which caused the Yuanli to be completely blocked, and this happened.

Seeing his fist hitting the rude man, it just made him take a step back, as if he was tickling the other person, it didn't hurt.

"Haha, how capable Mr. Tiger thought you were? It turns out you are just a rookie! Anyway, let me show you what it means to be... a strong man!"

The rude and strong man inadvertently flicked the chest that was hit by Ye Feng. After laughing and glaring at him, the strong muscles in his chest shook violently. He kicked his feet, raised the iron rod high, and attacked Ye Feng from a high position like a hungry tiger pouncing on food. come over.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Ye Feng.

Fortunately, Ye Feng reacted in time and rolled to the side, barely avoiding the strong man's attack.

Taking a long breath, Ye Feng couldn't help flushing his meridians and clearing the blocked areas. The opponent's stick followed one after another, creating deep pits one after another on the ground beside Ye Feng.

Ye Feng dodges while gradually adapting to reality.

It took a certain amount of time to clear the meridians, but Ye Feng couldn't help it. The main reason was that besides attacking, the strong man kept saying dirty words in his mouth, which made Ye Feng feel a wave of annoyance in his heart.

It’s so frustrating.

Since the energy of my Dantian cannot break through the blocked meridians in a short period of time, let's borrow some external force.

Suddenly, Ye Feng stood still, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

Although he was injured and his cultivation had dropped to the third level of innateness, he was by no means a match for a fifth-level innate warrior. He only needed to slightly relax the blocked meridians to prevent the opponent from stabbing him.

"boom……"

Soon enough, the strong man's stick hit Ye Feng hard on the back. Ye Feng pounced forward and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Haha, let's see if I can't kill you."

The rude and strong man laughed wildly and swiped with his stick again.

The stick fell on Ye Feng's chest. Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and after some calculation, he took a slight step forward and turned to the left, causing the iron stick to fall on his left rib.

Snapped……

He was swept away a few steps, and the tattered clothes on his left rib area fell like dead leaves.

"Okay! Continue..." Ye Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the rude and strong man and said sinisterly.

"What?"

"What a good boy, how dare you mock Mr. Tiger." The rude and strong man trembled all over, and the iron rod hit him face to face.

With his head tilted slightly, Ye Feng avoided the vital point and allowed the opponent's stick to hit his right shoulder. There was a click. Even though his body was strong, he could not withstand such a heavy blow with his body alone. From the sound, it should be broken. A piece of bone.

"Come on...soon, it's almost done..."

Ye Feng shrugged his red and swollen shoulders and said nonchalantly.

"Boy, you don't look simple? Who are you?"

Horror gradually appeared in the eyes of the rude and strong man. He gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Feng, mobilizing the vitality and power in his body to reach his highest state.

The weird boy in front of him seemed weak and unseemly, but he seemed to be too powerful. Let alone a second or third level innate warrior, even a master of the Void Realm could not stand stupidly and bear the blows from his heavy stick.

How strong is your own strength?

These few sticks just now were struck with full force. An ordinary person would have been beaten to a pulp long ago, but the kid in front of him, although he was vomiting blood and injured, looked like he was fine.

And also let yourself cheer?

Such a weird scene made the rude and strong man feel frightened. Even though he was very smart, he smelled a strong aura of danger.

"Wait a minute, you will know who I am!" Ye Feng moved his muscles and adjusted a suitable position. He pointed at his back and said calmly, "Come on, hit here, use a little force. , don’t let me despise you like a bitch..."

"You succeeded in irritating me." A scarlet gaze flashed in his eyes, and the strong man had gathered all his energy.

I saw a black light appearing on the iron rod, stirring up a strong wind.

This stick was extremely ferocious. With one sweep, Ye Feng fell several feet into the air. The figure was still in the air, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

However, when Ye Feng landed and stood up, he felt an unprecedented sense of relief all over his body, and all the blocked meridians were washed away at this moment. Although Ye Feng could only use his third-level innate cultivation strength due to the damage to his dantian, it was more than enough to deal with the strong man in front of him.

"Haha... seeing that you work so hard to clear my meridians, I will give you a chance, kneel down, accept me as your master, and spare your life!"

Ye Feng burst into heroic laughter, with a touch of fighting spirit emerging from his body.

"not dead?"

The rude man saw that Ye Feng had completely withstood his most powerful blow. Not only did he not die, but his arrogance surged. He was obviously very frightened. However, when he heard the next few words of Ye Feng clearly, his eyes were blinded. Blood and rage.

"Damn it... your brain was damaged by Lord Tiger, right? You were born at the third level, so you want Lord Tiger at the fifth level to recognize you as your master?"

"What? You don't want to? The vitality of Zhongqian World is so strong, but you are still lingering in the innate stage for a long time. With such qualifications, I originally had no interest in taking a second look, but I, Ye Feng, have just come to Zhongqian. The world is unfamiliar to everything. You need to find someone to understand the situation. This will give you a chance to recognize your master... Don't not cherish it..."

Ye Feng quickly wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the strong man and said softly.

"Cherish your grandma's size."

The rude and strong man was so angry that he burst into rage. With a roar, he rushed towards where Ye Feng was standing like a madman...