"Junior brother! The fight is beautiful!" Lin Shirong happily patted Xu Feng on the shoulder.

Xu Feng staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He has not added any armor attributes at all, and his body is still as weak as ever.

Yapaisu quickly supported Xu Feng, turned around and stared at Lin Shirong and asked for guilt: "Teacher, senior brother, what are you doing!"

Lin Shirong looked depressed, "I didn't try hard."

"Ahem!" Xu Feng waved his hand quickly, "It's okay!"

Huang Feihong said with satisfaction: "A Feng, your progress is very fast."

Xu Feng hurriedly bowed his hand and said, "It's all taught by the master."

Yan Zhendong hummed and stood up and said, "Master Huang, my apprentice injured my apprentice. I can come out and give me an explanation!"

Huang Feihong frowned slightly, "Master Yan, you have no eyes. Besides, your master and apprentice provocation will be the first. My apprentice A Feng is just a fight. Why do you have to explain?"

Yan Zhendong said arrogantly: "I don't care. Anyway, if Neng doesn't fight me today, I will smash Neng Bao Zhilin's signboard to avenge my apprentice!"

Liang Kuan was stunned, "Master..."

Although he was very dissatisfied with losing to Xu Feng, if he lost, he would lose. How could he even make a fuss and mess with others if he lost?

Although Liang Kuan is impetuous and willful, he still understands the principles.

"Shut up! Go back!" Yan Zhendong glared at Liang Kuan.

Liang Kuan quickly shut up, lowered his head and stepped back to the side.

Huang Feihong sighed, "Master Yan, I have said a long time ago that I will not fight you. If you want to open a martial arts school, I just congratulate you. Why do you have to fight for the first and second place?"

Yan Zhendong sneered: "The reason is very simple. Neng is the mountain in the hearts of the people of Fushan. If I don't flatten your mountain, who can convince me?"

"Whether to accept it is not up to your fists or feet, but to your virtue." Huang Feihong said in a deep voice: "Master Yan, if you help the weak and be consistent with the outside world, it won't take long to become a mountain in the hearts of the people of Foshan."

Yan Zhendong curled his lips, "I said that others have never cared about my life or death, and I don't care about other people's life or death! Master Huang, are you going to fight?"

Just as Huang Feihong was about to speak, Xu Feng stood up and said, "My master won't fight you. If you really want to fight, I'll accompany you."

Huang Feihong immediately exclaimed, "A Feng! Don't mess around!"

Huang Feihong was really very happy to be able to defeat Liang Kuan easily, but Liang Kuan and Yan Zhendong are not on the same level!

Yan Zhendong laughed and said, "A master is better than this little disciple Neng!"

Huang Feihong frowned and clenched his fists.

He was not angry with Yan Zhendong's words, but he did not want Xu Feng to be injured.

Now that things have come to this point, he can only make an exception-

Xu Feng blocked Huang Feihong and bowed his fists and said, "Master, this is a good opportunity for me to practice "Tiger and Crane Double-shaped Fist". Please give me this opportunity. If I lose, it will not be too late for the master to take action."

Huang Feihong looked at Xu Feng with a puzzled face. He didn't know where Xu Feng was confident.

At this time, the Thirteenth Aunt, who was originally taking care of Grandma Ding in the medical room, rushed over and heard the news. When she heard Xu Feng was about to show off with Yan Zhendong, she immediately said anxiously: "A Feng, are you crazy? Come back quickly!"

Xu Feng smiled and said to Aunt Thirteen with a smile: "Master's wife, don't worry, I have my own sense of responsibility."

"You!" Aunt Thirteen stomped her feet and pulled Huang Feihong's arm and said, "Feihong, you are his master, please order him back!"

Huang Feihong said with a stern face: "Let loose, let go quickly, what kind of style will become, what kind of style will become!"

Xu Feng took the opportunity to stand in front of Yan Zhendong and said proudly: "Master Yan, I am Huang Feihong's new disciple. I haven't even learned the master's skin. If I lose this duel, it doesn't mean that my master loses. I will explain this to you first."

Yan Zhendong smiled coldly and said bluntly: "I know, I beat you half to death. I don't believe that Master Neng won't save you. Of course, if he doesn't take action to save Nen, there is no need for Nen to treat him as his master anymore. Let's change it to my name!"

Xu Feng said seriously: "Master Yan, you are a senior in the Jianghu, and I am a junior in the younger generation. Let's face off, we can't fight like Liang Kuan."

Yan Zhendong asked with a slanted eyes: "How do you want to fight?"

Xu Feng raised three fingers, "Three moves."

Yan Zhendong's eyes flashed, "Nen wants me to let Neng three moves?"

"No," Xu Feng said with a faint smile: "If you can't defeat me within three moves, you will lose."

Yan Zhendong laughed loudly, "I have seen many people who are so arrogant like Neng. This is the first time I have seen you! Three moves? Believe it or not, I can beat you half to death with one move!"

letter.

Xu Feng had seen Yan Zhendong's method of dealing with Lei Pengfei under the ring. Xu Feng judged that Yan Zhendong had not used all his strength yet. If he really tried his best, with Lei Pengfei's basic skills, Yan Zhendong would be instantly killed within two or three moves.

Lei Pengfei's strength level should be roughly about level 4, which is even worse than his senior brother Lin Shirong.

Xu Feng's strength was even worse. Just now, Lin Shirong just patted Xu Feng on the shoulder excitedly and almost slapped Xu Feng on the ground. If Yan Zhendong hit him, he would be lucky to be half dead.

but……

Xu Feng has been upgraded and has added all skill points to the agility attributes.

Xu Feng has seen Yan Zhendong's martial arts skills. Yan Zhendong has a golden bell-covered iron cloth shirt and is almost afraid of any weapons or fists and feet. Xu Feng's own strength is 0, so no matter how strong Yan Zhendong's defense is, it has nothing to do with Xu Feng.

In addition to the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt, Yan Zhendong also knows the Eagle Claw and the Earthly Lying. Both martial arts practice external skills horizontally, and the emphasis is on slow fighting fast and force weakening!

The slower the more powerful it will be.

So, although Yan Zhendong is powerful, his moves will not be fast. In terms of speed alone, it can be at most level 3 and 4.

Therefore, Xu Feng has a great chance to survive three moves!

As long as you can survive three moves against a top master like Yan Zhendong, you can not only help your master share his worries, but also greatly improve your proficiency in "Tiger and Crane Double-shaped Fist"!

This is a great opportunity to kill two birds with one stone!

Xu Feng smiled and said, "If you have one move, I'm afraid you won't admit it. It's better to have three moves. After three moves, you can't beat me down. Even if I lose, otherwise, please leave our Baozhilin and never make trouble again."

Yan Zhendong vaguely felt that Xu Feng was prepared, but he could not figure out how this person with no martial arts foundation could withstand his three moves.

"Bluff me?" Yan Zhendong curled his lips and said with a sneer: "Okay, this is something I'm asking for! Please!"

"A Feng!"

Lin Shirong and Yassasu rushed to Xu Feng's side.

Xu Feng smiled at them, "Two senior brothers, please don't worry."

Although Huang Feihong couldn't figure it out, he had a high degree of trust in Xu Feng. He nodded at Lin Shirong and Yashasu, "Shirong, come back and don't interfere with your third junior brother."

"yes!"

Lin Shirong and Yazhusu retreated with anxiety on their faces.

If they had been sweating before, they were fighting with Liang Kuan, now they were holding their hearts.
Chapter completed!