Chapter 117 Kneel Down and Beg Me, or Prepare to Die?

[Red Tiger Strength: Blazing Flame (84%)+]

More than an hour later, in the quiet room of the martial arts hall.

Chen Feng calmed down, suppressed his distracting thoughts, and swallowed and digested the medicinal power of the Flame Yuan Pill.

He looked away from the panel and looked down at his legs.

The deep red strength slowly appeared, completely covering the calf area.

"Not even close."

Two Limit Breaking were not enough for the Red Tiger Strength to break through to the Flame Steel level, but Chen Feng was not in a hurry.

He still had one Flame Yuan Pill left, which he would take tomorrow, and combined with the Limit Breaking, it would naturally be enough.

Immediately, he took out another white jade porcelain bottle and poured out the Tiger Bone Pill for Strengthening Muscles.

Chewed and swallowed.

The core students outside the quiet room arrived on time, holding steel sticks, a full ten people.

"Come on."

He took off his black shirt, and his muscles piled up like stones were revealed.

Chen Feng sat on the horse again with his waist lowered, and visualized the Red Tiger.

He didn't care how turbulent the situation was, in the final analysis, he still needed enough strength.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a muffled explosion, and iron rods fell one after another.

No matter how hard the core students around him swung, he remained motionless, like a breeze blowing on his face.

"Brother, is this the martial arts hall of Yanhuliu?"

Outside the martial arts hall, two figures walked along the street.

Both were tall and burly. The one on the left was 1.85 meters tall, with a buzz cut, and looked to be about 22 or 23 years old. He was wearing a sleeveless gray sweater.

The exposed arms were muscular, as if he had been exercising in the gym all year round.

The person on the right was just over 1.9 meters tall, wearing a loose blue sports jacket, and his long hair covered his forehead.

Although he didn't show any muscles, he made his clothes look full. He also carried a black schoolbag with a sports water bottle on his back. He looked to be about 27 or 28 years old.

"Well, this is the branch of the Yanhu School."

"The Yanhu School has a lot of power in Nanjiang. It ranked 16th in the last Southern Martial Arts Conference. There are three True Meaning-level masters in the school. So it is not weak."

The man with long hair said softly, pausing to look at the three-character sign of Yanwu School seven or eight meters away.

In the layers of French windows, some students can be seen punching and kicking in the practice room, sweating.

The young man in the hoodie was stunned when he heard the words. He looked at the boxing atmosphere in the martial arts hall from a distance and asked curiously: "Brother, didn't Master say that the Yanhu School was stronger than us before?"

"Why is it ranked 16th now?"

"It's declining. That was thirty years ago."

The man with long hair retracted his gaze, shook his head and sighed: "The Yanhu School and the Feilong School are not compatible. When the dragon fights the tiger, one must lose."

"Is that so."

The young man in the hoodie looked pale when he heard the words, and the idea of ​​entering the door to exchange skills was mostly gone.

He doesn't like bullying the weak.

"Although the Yanhu School has declined, it has produced a master after all, and has a certain foundation."

"Especially in terms of strength, it is quite good at attacking and killing."

Seeing his thoughts, the man with broken long hair patted his shoulder, stood outside the martial arts hall and said with a smile:

"The Giant Elephant Skill requires a certain amount of external stimulation, and you are now facing the key to great success."

"In my opinion, this may be your best stepping stone."

The young man in the hoodie took it to heart as soon as the voice fell.

He did not ask to change places to train, and immediately took a step to follow his senior brother into the martial arts hall.

Tap!

Footsteps sounded.

However, someone was faster than them.

From a distance of seven or eight meters, an old man and a young man could be seen walking into the martial arts hall.

Looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the first floor of the martial arts hall was in full view, and then there was the sound of sparring and worshipping.

"Interesting, it turned out to be someone from the Songhe School."

The man with broken long hair had a flash of light in his eyes, and soon took the young man in the hoodie to the martial arts hall.

"Songheliu, Jiang Yuan, please teach me from Yanhuliu!"

The first floor of the martial arts hall was accompanied by a loud voice.

Many ordinary people who came to the martial arts hall to exercise and stood next to the bench press barbell equipment were slightly stunned.

"What's going on?"

"It seems to be a competition. I remember that all martial arts schools are popular with this."

"No, this doesn't look like a competition. Why does it feel like they are here to challenge the school?"

A 25-year-old martial arts coach frowned slightly while talking.

While sending someone to notify the second floor, he walked forward with concentration and looked at the old and young standing at the door of the martial arts hall.

The young man who gave the teaching seemed to be in his early twenties and had a small braid.

Wearing a set of gray casual sportswear, his complexion was ruddy, his eyebrows and eyes were a little arrogant, and he raised his chin slightly when he spoke.

The old man next to him was dressed in an ancient style brocade robe with a white feather pine crane embroidered on it. He was calm and silent.

"I am Xu Li from Yanhuliu. May I ask who this senior is?"

The coach of the martial arts school came forward and saw at a glance that the old man was the real person in charge.

His face was normal, but he was a little unhappy.

Songheliu is a martial arts school in Yongcheng next door, and its strength is not weak.

The two schools have always kept their distance from each other. It is okay to come to each other for a competition, but it is really wrong to behave so rudely and make everyone know that it is embarrassing.

However, he glanced at him.

The old man still said nothing, with an indifferent expression.

The young man with a pigtail on the side directly said: "You are not worthy of knowing the name of my master."

"Hurry up and call those who can fight to come out and practice with me."

The arrogant voice made people unhappy, not to mention that there were many outsiders around.

If the momentum was lost, how would the three-character sign of Yanwu Hall deal with it?

The thought flashed across his mind, and he thought that he was also a good master of dirty arts. Xu Li, the martial arts coach, suppressed his anger and immediately clasped his fists: "Please teach me."

"Hey, it's just you?"

The braided young man Jiang Yuan smiled disdainfully and looked around.

"It's okay to force it. Tell me where to fight."

"Let me make it clear to you, if someone is injured or something is broken, it is not my fault."

Suppressing his anger again, Xu Li motioned for the opponent to walk to the arena on the first floor.

It was originally a venue for some Sanda students to practice sparring. It was ten meters long and wide from left to right, occupying a large area.

Immediately, the two walked away.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!

Rapid footsteps sounded on the second floor of the martial arts hall.

One by one, the core students were led out by their respective coaches.

There were dozens or hundreds of people, either standing at the handrail of the corridor on the second floor, or going directly down to the first floor, surrounding both sides of the wide venue.

Six coaches stood in the front row with different expressions.

Cao Tong, who was the strongest and stood at the center, had a slightly gloomy expression, and he could tell at a glance the origin of the old man in pine-and-he robe at the door.

"It's Qian Changsong."

There was a coach nearby who had recently become a core disciple, but he had never seen or heard of this name.

But soon, he got an explanation.

"An elder of Songhe Liu has entered the third level of Jin a long time ago."

Cao Tong looked serious and felt something was not good.

The third elder is not in the martial arts hall today because of something.

So the key is

"Where's senior brother?" He deliberately changed his title to avoid being embarrassed.

"Someone has been sent to inform."

"good."

Feeling inexplicably relieved, Cao Tong turned his gaze and looked at the ring.

Xu Li jumped up and landed in the middle.

Jiang Yuan, a young man with pigtails, smiled disdainfully, and then he stood like a pine crane, spread his wings in the air, and landed firmly on the ground.

Cao Tong and others looked stern after seeing this skill.

"I'm afraid I'm going to get more energetic after practicing the Zang Zang Perfection."

The strength is not weak, but the key is that the opponent is still very young, seemingly only in his early twenties.

"With so many people watching, why are you trying to use your power to overwhelm others?"

Jiang Yuan looked at the people around him deliberately and provocatively, and then took the initiative to attack.

Whoosh! !

The five fingers form claws, like a pine and a crane pecking at the front.

The white light covered it with strength, and Xu Li focused on it.

Bang bang bang!

The two fought for several rounds, very quickly.

Bang! !

The sight of a pine and crane approaching the river caught me by surprise.

Xu Li flew out and landed on the ring.

"Junior Brother Xu!"

"Coach Xu!"

A coach and a student came forward to help him, but it could be seen that his face was pale and his clothes on his chest were torn to pieces with great force.

It was like being pecked through the flesh by a pine crane, with strands of blood spilling out, and the skin was torn, and even the bones were almost visible.

"I, I'm fine"

Coach Xu felt ashamed and helpless and said, Cao Tong's face was serious, and he could see that the man was full of malice and his attacks were very serious.

While ordering people to send the other party to heal, he restrained his breath and wanted to go on stage to deal with it.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, no, you guys."

"The coach is only at this level, so I guess you are all three-legged cats too."

Jiang Yuan stood on the stage and looked around at everyone with arrogant and disdainful eyes, which made all the core students turn red.

Wu Tian looked angry and wanted to go on stage, but Pei Yue held him tightly, knowing that he hadn't practiced dirty yet.

Lin Hao also frowned a little, but the next second.

"Stop wasting time, next one, hurry up."

"If we lose again, I think it's better not to call me Yanhu style, but just call me weak cat style."

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

There were footsteps again, appearing from the second floor of the martial arts hall.

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother!"

Some core students came to their senses and shouted quickly.

In an instant, everyone turned their attention, including Cao Tong, who was planning to take the stage.

"Hey, there's also senior brother?"

Looking up, Jiang Yuan heard the sound and looked at the man in black standing by the handrail on the second floor, surrounded by core students.

Tall and burly, calm and repressed.

One is looking down, the other is looking up.

I felt that I couldn't see through it, but I thought that I had at least practiced with Zhen Chuan, who was very passionate about it.

Jiang Yuan's expression remained unchanged, he tilted his chin and raised his hand, continuing to challenge: "You seem to have some strength. What, do you dare to come down and practice?"

After the words fell, everyone in Yanwu Hall looked at Chen Feng.

"Cao Tong."

He shouted in a low voice, but Chen Feng remained motionless.

"exist!"

With a cold face, Chen Feng ignored Jiang Yuan and said calmly: "Kill him."

After the words fell, the atmosphere became silent.

The old man in crane robe standing at the door opened his eyes slightly and frowned, showing a cold look.

But in contrast, Cao Tong looked excited and shouted in response.

"yes!"

Jump up, no hesitation.

Boom!

The towering figure like an iron tower fell onto the ring, the ground shook, and Jiang Yuan finally came back to his senses.

Look down on me?

Ruined my mouth?

His face was ugly, and he suddenly burst out with evil energy. He raised his hand to explore and exploded with strength.

Whoosh! !

It was like a pine crane pecking at the front, setting off afterimages, and even the air erupted into a shrill roar.

However, Cao Tong's expression remained unchanged, and Chen Feng on the second floor was not worried either.

Cao Tong was just one step away from breaking through to the next level. Some time ago, he was rewarded with the secret medicine and real skill because of himself.

Calculate the time, and then feel the breath that is infinitely close to entering the spirit.

Boom! !

Fist to claw, the air shook, and Cao Tong smiled ferociously.

"Boy, I've been putting up with you for a long time!"

Buzz!

The light red power flowed, and most of the arm was wrapped in the power.

Clenched fist, raised elbow, hit hard!

Bang! !

The two men's fists and palms faced each other, Jiang Yuan's body shook, stepped back to relieve the force, and stabilized his body.

"You think you can hurt me?"

With the same cold sneer, Jiang Yuan suddenly burst out with power and raised his palm.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

The muffled sound of fists and palms rang out one after another, and the arms of the two men almost turned into afterimages. Only the white light and the light red explosion could be seen.

Many core students looked nervous, and the ordinary fitness people who were watching had already stared in a daze.

"Brother, who do you think will win?"

Outside the French window at the door, the tall young man in a gray sweater asked.

The man with long hair on the side looked at Cao Tong, only to see that the other party's power was bursting like fire, as if he was about to break through the bottleneck.

"It's hard to say."

"Oh?"

"The Flame Tiger School has a strong foundation. This core disciple is about to break through to the Entry Level."

After a pause, the man with long hair tilted his head and looked at the calm old man in the crane robe.

"But if he breaks through and wins, he will beat Jiang Yuan."

"After that, no one can stop Qian Changsong in the Entry Level competition."

The young man in the hoodie frowned when he heard this, thinking that there were many twists and turns in this.

And then, everything was just as his senior brother guessed.

Swoosh!!

The pine crane spread its wings and flew in the air.

The dazzling attack brought a white light, but Cao Tong, who was as burly as a giant tower, did not dodge and laughed.

Buzz!

The internal organs' strength surged and suddenly covered both arms.

The Entry Level that he had been longing for for many years finally broke through. He burst out with momentum, his eyes were bright, and he suddenly punched out.

Jiang Yuan, whose face changed slightly, could not retract his move in time and had to change his claws into palms.

Bang! !

The figure retreated, slid a few steps on the ring, and hit the rope railing.

Cao Tong took advantage of the situation and rushed forward, just as Chen Feng said, to teach him a lesson of kicking the gym and insulting him.

"How dare you!"

Suddenly, Qian Changsong in the audience seemed to have expected it.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the next second he disappeared instantly, soaring into the air and landing on the ring.

Cry! !

The real white crane spread its wings.

The residual image lingered in the air, and the crane's cry sounded.

Everyone felt the eardrum vibrate, and the young man in the sweater outside the window looked even more solemn.

Cao Tong felt a great crisis in his heart, and gritted his teeth and wanted to resist.

Until, the next second.

Roar! ! !

The tiger roared, and the martial arts hall shook.

The deep red color flashed, and the ground of the ring collapsed.

In the deafening sound of the explosion, the old man in the crane robe flew out and directly knocked over a piece of fitness equipment.

Bang bang bang! Wow!

The French window was only a hair away from his back, and his legs dragged two long marks on the ground.

His face turned pale, and rust flowed from his throat.

Qian Changsong stared at the burly black-clad young man standing in front of Cao Tong. He had never felt so shocked at any moment.

"So you are so weak."

His tone was flat, and his right arm was covered with deep red power.

Chen Feng suppressed the whole scene like a huge mountain, and all eyes were focused on him.

He didn't even look at Jiang Yuan, who was close at hand, with a pale face and trembling body.

Looking down at Qian Changsong, who was seven or eight meters away, he just gave a choice in a low and calm voice.

"You can't even take my palm."

"You say, should you kneel down and beg me, or... prepare to die?"

Thank you for the reward from brother depress2mad. I forgot to thank you yesterday, hehe.

Recently, the temperature in my hometown has been hot and cold. Brothers, please pay more attention to your health. I hope everyone is healthy.