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Chapter 2 Chapter 2

The next day, Feng Yan, still in the inconspicuous courtyard, was still practicing a set of boxing techniques.

"Drink!" A low shout, the fist filled with golden energy swept out like lightning, like a dazzling golden light, flashing in a flash.

A rainbow of momentum!

Every punch was hit, the sound of air shaking and tearing the air was heard. Obviously, each punch of Feng Yan contained a terrifying power.

This set of boxing techniques, called Fujin Fist, is the highest-level martial art practiced by Feng Yan.

Martial arts are divided into three levels: low-level martial arts, advanced martial arts, and top martial arts.

This set of golden fist can barely be considered an advanced martial art. Among the many disciples of the Feng family, there are not many disciples who can practice advanced martial arts, and Feng Yan is one of them, and Feng Yan is also the lowest-ranking bronze medal disciple.

Feng Yan was tireless and was practicing boxing over and over again, but with the practice of boxing, Feng Yan couldn't help but feel that a powerful force in his dantian seemed to break free from the shackles and burst out. If an ordinary warrior met this situation, he would definitely be very happy. Because this is a sign of the breakthrough of the Yuanli.

But Feng Yan's face was not at all happy, but instead he frowned and his face darkened.

"Hmph!" With a cold snorkeling, the powerful Yuanli immediately pressed against the huge force that was about to explode, and suppressed it with great difficulty.

Therefore, the breakthrough opportunity that others can encounter but are hard to find is forcibly suppressed by Feng Yan.

"Huh~"

Feng Yan sighed relaxed in his heart, his brows still frowned tightly, and he thought to himself: "It's so dangerous! I almost couldn't suppress it just now. It seems that I have to go to find Old Man Lian again tomorrow."

Feng Yan shook his head and no longer thought about it. The sudden sign of breakthrough this time also made Feng Yan lose the mood to continue practicing. He looked up at the sky, and it was almost dusk.

"Why haven't Xiaotao and Xiaoying come back yet? Are you crazy?"

Feng Yan shook his head and turned around and walked into the room, but before he could reach the door, he suddenly stopped, as if he noticed something, and looked back.

"Not good, brother, no more!"

A figure came from a distance panting. Before he could approach Feng Yan, panic screams came.

"It's Xiaoying!"

Feng Yan's heart skipped a beat and thought something was wrong.

"Xiaoying, what's wrong? What's wrong?" Feng Yan ran up with an arrow, pulled Feng Ying, and asked in a deep voice.

"It's the second brother, the second brother was beaten!" Feng Ying's breathing was not even, but he also said quickly, with a little panic in his voice.

"What?" Feng Yan's face changed. When Feng Yan heard his younger brother being beaten, his eyes were on fire. What he valued the most was his two younger siblings. How could people bully him?

"Where are you, take me there." Feng Yan grabbed Xiaoying's shoulder and said anxiously.

"On the Dan Room, my second brother was beaten there, and there were many of them." Feng Ying said in a row.

"Let's go!" Feng Yan didn't say anything, and his big feet stepped hard on the ground. The bluestone on the ground suddenly cracked, and Feng Yan used his strength to escape and ran away wildly.

Xiaoying was just a warrior from the first level of heaven. In addition, she hurried back to report the news just now, and now she could hardly use much strength, but she also forced herself to walk towards the Danfang step by step.

...

As the number one force in Tiandu City, the Feng family is also a good force in the entire Dongyue Dynasty and naturally has the highest alchemy house. Any disciple of the Feng family, as long as they are warriors, can receive different amounts of Yuan-Entering Pills in the alchemy house every month according to their strength level. The benefits of this kind make the various forces in Tiandu City envious.

Outside the alchemy room, there is a large open space. On weekdays, many disciples of the Feng family often practice martial arts on this open space.

However, at this time, dozens of people were surrounded by this open space, and there was even silence around it.

"Feng Tao, aren't you just a bronze medal disciple? How dare you be crazy with me?"

In the middle of the crowd, a young man in silver who looked sixteen or seventeen years old stared at Feng Tao with a red face on his opposite side, while smiling proudly. "A bronze medal disciple, I want your Yuan-Entertainment Pill, that's what I can look at you, I'm shameless!"

The young man can wear silver clothes, obviously has a great status in the Feng family. The one hanging around his waist is also a silver sign. The silver sign alone is naturally superior to Feng Tao's bronze medal. The silver sign is engraved with the word "jian".

The young man Feng Tao, opposite him, had a blood-red face and a trace of blood remained on the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had just passed a fight and was beaten and injured, but Feng Tao still had a stubborn face.

"Feng Jian, don't be proud. When my brother comes later, I want you to return the Encyclopedia Pill obediently." Feng Tao gritted his teeth and said coldly.

"Your brother? You said Feng Yan?" Feng Jian raised his lips, showing a hint of disdain, and sneered: "What can Feng Yan come? Isn't he still a bronze medal disciple, what can he do to me?"

Feng Jian didn't take Feng Yan seriously at all.

In the Feng family, the level is very strict, and the status difference between bronze medal disciples and silver medal disciples is extremely huge. Generally speaking, only family disciples who reach the fifth level can wear silver medals. Feng Jian, in addition to being the fifth level of heaven himself, also has a grandfather of the eighth level of heaven behind him.

Not to mention the background, just his own strength... He still needs to care about Feng Yan of the fourth level?

"I heard that Feng Yan has a very high status among bronze medal disciples. You bronze medal disciples all regard Feng Yan as your backbone, but in front of me, Feng Yan is nothing." Feng Jian sneered.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a cold low shout suddenly came from behind.

"Is that true?"

The sound was like ice, and the chill penetrated deep into the bone marrow, making people's body, mind and soul tremble. As the sound came out, the surroundings suddenly became silent. Everyone looked at the source of the sound. The figure that was slowly walking like a demon god, an extremely terrifying aura emanated from the figure.

"Feng Yan!"

"It's Feng Yan!"

Among the onlookers, many people have already recognized Feng Yan.

After all, although Feng Yan is only a bronze medal disciple, the Feng family has the largest number of bronze medal disciples, so they can make so many bronze medal disciples use as the backbone... This alone is enough to attract Feng Yan people's attention.

"Brother." Seeing Feng Yan's arrival, Feng Tao's face was immediately happy, and he quickly supported himself and ran to Feng Yan.

"Xiao Tao, is it okay?" Feng Yan pulled Feng Tao and looked at Feng Tao's red face and the bloodstains beside the corner of his mouth. Feng Yan felt a pain in his heart and asked softly.

"It's okay." Feng Tao gritted his teeth and shook his head.

Feng Yan clenched his fists, placed Feng Tao aside, and then stood up.

The cold eyes that contained endless chills were like a ray of thunder, bombarding Feng Jian's face, and then a powerful aura also surged up, overwhelmingly pressing on Feng Jian's body.

Feng Jian's pupils shrank suddenly, and Feng Yan's eyes were staring at him. As a powerful man in the fifth level of heaven, a hint of panic aroused in his heart. And when Feng Yan's aura was overwhelming, the panic in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"How is it possible, how could Feng Yan be so powerful? And his eyes... Who is this guy?" Just now, Feng Jian was still swearing not to take Feng Yan seriously, but when he saw Feng Yan, his cold eyes and powerful aura made him feel full of fear of Feng Yan.

"My brother, did you beat me?" Feng Yan's eyes were cold, and even his voice was extremely cold.

Feng Jian was frightened. If Feng Yan asked this before, he would have answered "yes" without hesitation, but now he is trying to find an excuse for himself and a reason.

"Yes, I accidentally called him, but that's because of Feng Tao..." He just said his reason, but Feng Yan directly interrupted him.

"It's enough that you beat me!" Feng Yan was too lazy to listen to the reasons Feng Jian found.

"Bang!" With a glaring, the bluestone on the ground immediately cracked, and Feng Yan's figure rushed towards Feng Jian like an arrow.

Feng Jian's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart: "What's this guy doing? He doesn't tell the facts or argue, just start fighting?"

Not to mention the Feng family, even in the outside world, before the two fight, they must at least figure out the reason and argue about the right and wrong.

But Feng Yan... knew who beat his brother to the point of attacking him directly?

The golden energy permeated Feng Yan's whole body, making Feng Yan's aura stronger than before. At the same time, Feng Jian, who was suppressed by the momentum, felt even more uncomfortable.

"Hmph, I don't believe it anymore. You are the fourth level of heaven, and I am the fifth level of heaven, so I can't beat you?" Feng Jian gritted his teeth and felt cruel in his heart. A huge Yuanli that was stronger than Feng Yan rushed to Feng Jian's right hand. In an instant, Feng Jian's entire right hand turned golden.

Feng Jian's right hand opened, forming a golden palm print, and a sharp breath emanated from the golden palm print.

"Vajra Seal!" Feng Jian shouted softly, his face turned red, he held the golden palm seal in his right hand, and hit Feng Yan's rushing forward with a palm.

"Bang!"

As soon as the golden palm print came out, it was like thunder storm on the flat ground, and the entire open space exploded, with a stunning momentum.

"It's the Vajra Seal!"

"High-level martial arts, and it is also the Vajra Seal with extremely strong attack power among the advanced martial arts!"

Among the onlookers, many people recognized the golden palm print, and they were shocked.

Although the Feng family has many martial arts, the strongest top martial arts are only the "Heaven Palm", and only the head of the Feng family can practice it. "The Diamond Seal" is second only to "The Heavenly Palm". It is one of the four advanced martial arts of the Feng family. When used, its attack power is extremely strong.

If you compare the martial arts level, Feng Yan's strongest martial arts "Fu Jinquan" is only barely considered a high-level martial art, which is several levels worse than "Vajra Seal".

Now Feng Jian is using the "Vajra Seal", and the golden palm seal is amazing. Under this palm, Feng Jian is confident. Not to mention that Feng Yan is just the first and fourth heavens, even a real fifth heaven powerhouse will suffer severe damage under this palm.

"Brother." Feng Tao next to him, Xiaoying who rushed over, and the bronze medal disciples around him with Feng Yan as the backbone, were all secretly worried about Feng Yan.

"Hmph!" Feng Yan snorted coldly in his heart. Even though Feng Jian used the Vajra Seal, Feng Yan's expression still did not change at all.

The figure rushing forward was about to collide with the golden palm prints, and the speed of the figure suddenly increased several times, and it shook almost perfectly and elegantly. This wave happened to shake the golden palm print.

"What? I've avoided it." Feng Jian's face changed drastically, and at the same time, an incredible feeling arose in his heart. "How is it possible, how can he avoid it in such a short time?"

Although I can't believe it, the facts are right in front of me.

"Not good!" Feng Jian was shocked and was shocked to find that Feng Yan had rushed to him. At the same time, his right hand was clenched tightly, and a golden Yuan power enveloped Feng Yan's right hand, and a huge fist was blown out.

A fancy punch, but the speed of the punch and the power burst out were unparalleled, making Feng Jian and Ben unable to avoid it.

"Bang!"
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