Zhang Hu next to him didn't know anything, and he kept applauding. The humiliation that had just been bullied seemed to be directly dispersed by Ling Feng's punch.

Fan Long and Zhao Hui couldn't help but look at each other, their teeth trembled. The two of them couldn't help but take two steps back. Zhao Hui had never seen such a scene. Fan Long often saw elders compete with their elders because of his origins. Even so, it was the first time he saw such a powerful force!

On that end, Qiu Tianlong and Qiu Dilong's faces were extremely gloomy, and their hearts were also stumbled. However, after all, the two of them often wandered on the tip of the knife. Although they were also very surprised, they quickly calmed down. The two of them rushed up without hesitation and were about to help Qiu Kuanglong kneel on the ground.

"Wait a minute, will I allow you to help you? Kneel here until dawn tomorrow!" Ling Feng glanced at them coldly, as if he was looking at two ants.

"What did you say?" Qiu Dilong gritted his teeth. This sentence was like a slap them in the face.

Qiu Tianlong was also full of murderous aura at this moment. He did not seem to do anything in such a public scene, but now he has the intention of cutting Ling Feng into pieces.

"Are you all deaf? Still don't understand human words at all. You dare to make trouble in Haizhou Middle School and hit my friend. I'm so kind of polite if I didn't twist his head directly!" Ling Feng snorted coldly, and didn't take them seriously, the two elites of the Iron Fist Sect.

"Well, you should let this bastard kneel down, come to the door to make trouble, and hit someone when you look up. How can you remember without suffering?" Zhang Hu couldn't help but shout.

"Damn it, are we all the people from the Iron Fist Sect so much?" Qiu Dilong could no longer hold it back and pounced on Ling Feng like a tiger.

Needless to say, Qiu Dilong's strength is obviously higher than Qiu Kuanglong. Although Qiu Kuanglong looks very strong, he is all arrogant in character. Qiu Dilong is different. Not only is he fierce in iron fists, but he also has strange tricks and is extremely skillful. As soon as he goes up and fights Ling Feng, he quickly gains the upper hand.

Although Ling Feng's two moves just now were indeed beyond anyone's expectations, they were comparable to possession of divine power.

But at this moment, when fighting with Qiu Dilong, it is obvious that he suffers losses everywhere in his tricks, just like a country farmer and a heroic swordsman. The ugly tricks are as ugly as they are, and it is simply like a fight between a child.

A discerning person can tell at a glance that Ling Feng is a martial arts rookie.

In the blink of an eye, the atmosphere immediately became tense again.

Qiu Dilong had already succeeded in several fierce punches, and Ling Feng was stopped by the opponent in every move. It can be said that he had been hit for a long time and didn't hit him at all.

At this moment, Fan Long and Zhao Hui, who were originally nervous, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Qiu Tianlong, who was preparing to attack at any time, also looked a little better, thinking that this time he had finally controlled the scene.

However, although Qiu Dilong had the upper hand and Ling Feng obviously got several moves, many people found that Ling Feng's face was nothing. It was just like Qiu Dilong's face was as aggravated as he was.

"Brother Zhan, I really can't understand it anymore. I'm fine when I was beaten, but I looked bitter when I took action. Is this the so-called duel scene of a true internal master?"

"I also find it strange that Qiu Dilong's inner strength is definitely much stronger than Qiu Kuanglong just now. Why do you feel like you are crying now!"

"Will this be like this expression once the internal energy explodes completely? This is too ugly!"

"I have never practiced internal energy, I don't know, maybe that's it!"

On that end, Lin Zhan and Zhang Hu were also confused.

You should know that although Qiu Kuanglong was also a master of internal strength just now, he had just practiced internal strength not long ago. However, Qiu Dilong was obviously a veteran in internal strength at this moment.

However, Qiu Tianlong on the other end was speechless and complained loudly: "Second brother, third brother have been beaten like this. You still have the heart to play, so why don't you beat him to death!"

At this moment, when Qiu Dilong heard this, tears were almost flowing down his tears. How could anyone know that although the boy in front of him was vulgar, his whole body was simply a piece of iron and hit him. He seemed to have nothing to do, but he was in pain.

His fists had already been red and swollen at this moment. If he hadn't been tolerating it for the sake of face, he would have really wanted to cry.

"What's wrong? I'm the one who was beaten now, I haven't hit you. Why are you crying?" Ling Feng finally saw something wrong and said with a smile.

"Brother, can we fight again?" Qiu Dilong couldn't stand it anymore.

"No, I've learned a lot with you. Let's continue to hit me!" Ling Feng said the truth. Qiu Dilong's boxing routine is the most skillful in the Iron Fist Sect. Many disciples in the sect like to compete with him. As long as they can compete with him for a few moves, they can always learn some of the essence of boxing.

"Brother, slow down, can you slow down?" Qiu Dilong approached almost always begging Ling Feng. At this moment, his face was extremely pale.

"No, absolutely not. I just learned it to the point of being excited. If you punch me twice, I will experience it well!" How could Ling Feng let go of this excellent "artifact" of feeding at this time?

"Brother, can I beat me with one punch? I beg you!" At this moment, Qiu Dilong's eyes were red and he felt extremely wronged. He was fucking a fight with a monster.

"It's definitely not possible. I can only let you go after playing for another hour!" Ling Feng's fault was the boxing routine, and immediately stuck it back.

Qiu Dilong finally couldn't stand it anymore, and he didn't have the sense of attack, so he kept hiding back.

Everyone really can't understand this time. What routine does this awesome and powerful internal master play? Even if he pretends to "release the water", he doesn't necessarily have to be so exaggerated.

"Qu Dilong, what the hell are you playing? Do you want to pay for it? Don't you claim that you are the most exquisite Tiequan Sect boxing technique?" One of them has been broken, and this time there is such a "weird situation". Fan Long is really anxious and shouts repeatedly, how can he give Tiequan Sect face at this moment?

Seeing that the Tiequan Port was about to sweep away, Qiu Tianlong was really anxious.

"Dilong, you can't just collect your playing performance. The third brother's blood is almost dry. You can use your ultimate move to kill him!" Faced with Qiu Tianlong's questioning, Qiu Dilong felt extremely wronged.

Finally, the most outstanding boxing master of the Iron Fist Sect shouted in a crying voice: "Brother, come and save me. This guy is a monster. His defense is even stronger than that of his master!"

"..." In an instant, everyone's faces were covered with black lines. Qiu Dilong was forced to kneel directly on the ground. Two lines of tears finally couldn't help but shed. If he continued to do this, he would be tortured to death without any pain.

Qiu Tianlong next to him was completely confused. Today he really thought that he had encountered a strange thing. The Iron Fist Sect had been circulating in the world for so many years, but he had never encountered such a situation.

Fan Long was also panicked at the moment. Was this the hell they came to abuse people or were they abused?

In an instant, all the thugs from the Fan family gathered together, and the original attack posture suddenly turned into defense.

At this moment, Qiu Tianlong finally took action. Needless to say, he is definitely the strongest among the three brothers. With one punch, his internal strength is even more powerful.

"Boy, I don't believe you are really that powerful. I have practiced martial arts for twenty years and practiced internal strength ten years ago. I can't deal with you..." Qiu Tianlong said, raising his iron fist and smashing it at Ling Feng. The iron fist's fire was obviously at its peak, and his fist was hard, like a hammer.

Everyone around them stared at how Ling Feng should deal with this time.

However, Ling Feng simply stopped moving and let the other party come to fight wildly.

"Brother, although you have divine power, don't overdo it!" At this moment, the elder brother Lin Zhan reminded him worriedly.

On the other end, Fan Long gritted his teeth and shouted: "You fucking do it, do you really treat yourself as a god?"

In an instant, only a crisp metal collision sound was heard. Qiu Tianlong seemed to have suffered a strange injustice for all ages. He sat on the ground with a cold sweat as big as beans, tears of grievance, and several out-of-control snot all flowed down...
Chapter completed!