Chapter 118 Flying Dragon Flow

Gulp!

The atmosphere in the martial arts hall was quiet, and some people couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

The ordinary people felt that their cognition was somewhat broken. They had knocked over so many barbells and bench press equipment, but this old man in his fifties was still standing.

In contrast, the young man in black who beat the opponent so badly made people feel extremely depressed.

"Junior."

Qian Changsong recovered and stood in front of the French window, swallowing the rust in his mouth.

With a sinister look, he pretended to remind: "I, Songheliu, am not afraid of you Yanhu."

However, if you insist on being arrogant and threatening us in a normal competition, I'm afraid..."

Whoosh!!

A deep red flashed, and the tiger jumped up.

The rope railing of the ring suddenly broke into two pieces, and the sunken ground collapsed even more.

Step!!

With his feet fixed, Chen Feng had crossed a distance of seven or eight meters and stood in front of Qian Changsong.

"Don't choose?"

"Then I'll choose for you! "

Buzz!!

The fist blew in his face, and his sturdy arms clenched tightly into fists, with deep red power covering them, as if there was a hidden flame.

The face changed slightly, Qian Changsong didn't expect him to start fighting as soon as he said.

The white power covered his whole body, and he immediately spread his wings and stretched his claws forward.

Bang!!

A muffled explosion, it can be seen that the deep red and white light exploded against each other.

Within a breath.

Qian Changsong suddenly found something wrong, and felt a strong recoil, surging along his arm.

"This!"

Looking carefully, the skin color of the young man in front of him changed quietly.

Covered in bronze, reflecting the outside sunlight.

As for the eyes with a hint of aggression, they suddenly revealed a hint of brilliance.

Bang!!

The body was frozen by the recoil, and a punch came so fast that it could not be blocked.

Qian Changsong immediately knocked over the glass of the French window and slid to the street.

The young man in a hoodie not far away had been stunned, and then saw the young man in black following and killing.

"Young man, you are bullying too much! ! "

His face flushed with shame and anger, Qian Changsong barely managed to stabilize his body, feeling that he had never been so embarrassed before.

Without thinking, he immediately gathered his strength and slapped forward.

Screech!!

The white light broke through the air, like a column of air, twisting the air, piercing through everything, and directly hit Chen Feng.

Wow!!

His legs rubbed against the ground and stepped back several steps. The iron plates of the window sills around him were twisted and deformed, and cracked.

Qian Changsong smiled grimly when he saw this.

As a result, the next second.

Tear!!

The black shirt was suddenly torn, the tendons and bones grew, and the muscles were knotted.

In the blink of an eye, the two-meter-tall giant was already standing in place, and he waved his hand suddenly, and actually dispersed the column of energy.

"!!! "

The pupils contracted, whether it was Qian Changsong or the young man in the hoodie not far away.

Swish!!

The tearing sound broke through the air, and the next moment, the giant rushed over and twisted his body.

Bang!!

The whip kick swept across, hitting the shoulder and back.

Qian Changsong spit out a mouthful of blood, and then was kicked into the martial arts hall like a ball.

Glass shards flew everywhere, Chen Feng glanced at the two young men in the hoodies next to him, his feet covered with deep red, and he jumped out again.

Swish!!

The afterimage lingered in the air, like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

Qian Changsong, who was flying backwards, was caught up by him, and his thick big hand reached forward and grabbed the other's ankle.

Not good! Qian Changsong gritted his teeth and struggled, but he had nowhere to borrow strength.

The next moment, the center of gravity of his body moved rapidly.

Bang!!

The ground was sunken, and debris flew everywhere.

Chen Feng grabbed the other's ankle and looked around Swing, smash to the ground.

The sound of bang bang bang continued, and the expressions of the core students in the distance gradually changed.

Excited! Excited!

But soon, with the sound of bang bang bang resounding for more than ten seconds.

Many expressions quietly returned to the same.

Worried.

Will the old man die?

Cao Tong's eyelids twitched on the ring, but he didn't dare to step forward to stop it.

Immediately, he seemed to think of something.

He looked at Jiang Yuan, who was already pale with fear.

He sneered and took a step, and soon stepped forward to grab the other's chin and fanned his palm towards the unforgettable mouth.

Snap! Bang!

Snap! Bang!

The two sounds intertwined, back and forth.

Passers-by outside watched, and the young man in the hoodie couldn't help but tremble, and turned his head to look at his senior brother.

"Senior brother, are we still going to spar? "

Fifteen minutes later.

The ambulance drove away from the entrance of the martial arts hall, and an old man and a young man were sent for treatment.

Chen Feng changed into a spare black short-sleeved shirt and returned to the quiet room.

"Brother Chen, today the two of us joined forces. If it gets out, it will definitely shake the entire Nanjiang martial arts circle."

Cao Tong was also inside, grinning and full of pride.

Part of it was because he vented his anger and beat the two people from Songheliu who came to provoke him and left with serious injuries.

The other part was due to today's breakthrough.

Finally, he stepped into the level of entering the power. He only needs to go back to the mountain to become a true disciple.

This is something he has longed for for a long time, and today, thanks to this conflict, he succeeded by chance.

Chen Feng smiled slightly and was also happy for him.

He heard from others that Cao Tong had joined the Yanhuliu when he was a teenager.

After more than ten years of martial arts training, he got what he wanted today. It is a good thing for him personally and for the entire school.

"Brother Cao."

"I remember that our school has never had a feud with Songheliu, right? "

Chen Feng withdrew his thoughts and thought about today's conflict.

The Southern Martial Arts Conference is coming soon, and it is common for people to come and discuss with each other.

But usually, they find a quiet place alone in private.

No matter who loses or wins, the impact on the genre can be minimized.

People who are as ruthless as Song Heliu are usually enemies.

"Yes, I also remember that there was no grudge."

Cao Tong nodded, the smile on his face faded, and he was also confused.

The two looked at each other feeling a little unusual.

soon.

Boom!

There was a knock on the door.

"Elder brother, someone wants to see you."

"They say it comes from the Gate of the Giant Elephant."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Feng amplified his perception and raised his brows slightly.

The young man in sweatshirts and the man with long broken hair were waiting in a lounge of the martial arts gym, and their breaths were not weak.

The former should be close to the second level of Jin Jin, and the latter is probably about to break through the true meaning, stronger than Qian Changsong, and comparable to Feng Li, the blood poisonous hand that day.

"The Giant Elephant Gate?"

Cao Tong frowned slightly, his face full of confusion.

This is a major sect in the southern martial arts world, located in other cities in Feng Province.

They, Yan Huliu, have a normal personal relationship with each other. Why do you come to visit them?

"Let's meet."

Chen Feng had some guesses, but he didn't detect any malicious intent.

Cao Tong nodded, stood up and stood behind him.

Soon, the coach outside the door went to bring the two of them, and at the same time took the initiative to make tea, and stayed behind Chen Feng.

"Giant Elephant Gate, Zhengshan, pay homage to Yan Hu's master."

"This is my junior brother, Zhang Tai."

The man with long broken hair took the initiative to clasp his fists and salute, his tone was respectful, as if he was talking to peers.

Chen Feng nodded in return and said straight to the point without any nonsense: "I wonder what your senior brother wants to do when he sees me?"

"Haha, make a friend."

Zheng Shan said with a smile, not hiding anything: "I think junior brother is only at the first level of Jin, but he is capable of fighting a master who combines internal magic."

"Innate divine power, especially good at hard skills, is really a perfect match for my Giant Elephant Sect."

"I feel good about him, so I want to visit my junior brother and make a good relationship."

Chen Feng remained calm when he heard the words and just responded with a few words.

Zhang Tai, who was beside him, observed Chen Feng throughout the whole process, and was somewhat curious about whether the opponent's hard skills were stronger or weaker than his own.

"By the way, I wonder if junior brother has heard anything related to Songhe Liu recently."

Zheng Shan chatted for a few words and laughed. Chen Feng knew that this was what the other party wanted to say when he came to the door.

"Please give me some advice, Senior Brother Zheng."

"The previous leader of the Songhe Sect declared seclusion to the outside world, and now it is the responsibility of the great elder of the Songhe Sect to act as the leader of the sect."

"I heard that this great elder received favor from Feilongliu in his early years."

After finishing his words, Chen Feng frowned.

Feilong style?

Which force is this?

Seeing his doubts, Zheng Shan didn't explain.

He chuckled, put down the tea cup, said a few words, and then left with fists in his arms.

"Brother, why do we need to tell him these things?"

On the way out of the martial arts hall, Zhang Tai expressed his doubts.

He admitted that the man was very strong, but he wouldn't let his senior brother take the initiative to show his kindness.

"This person's potential is not low, and there is a high probability that he will achieve true meaning in the future."

Zheng Shan was still carrying his black schoolbag and explained as he walked: "Besides, don't you think Feilong Flow is suddenly too strong?"

"I quit the martial arts competition thirty years ago and never participated in one."

"However, this time it suddenly announced its comeback and took away the sovereignty of the conference."

The tone was calm, but with a hint of worry and seriousness.

"The situation in the southern part of the Red Country is becoming more and more complicated. Perhaps the Yanhu Flow can try it out for us and see what the Feilong Flow's plan is."

"Flying Dragon Flow"

With his perception withdrawn, Chen Feng looked at Cao Tong.

The other party frowned for a moment and said with some uncertainty: "I seem to have heard of it. I heard that it is a big sect no less than the Giant Elephant Sect."

"It seems that we have some grudges with our Yanhu style."

Cao Tong didn't know much about it, and Chen Feng's doubts didn't dissipate.

After thinking about it, I decided to ask Master Li Tong.

To make a long story short, he called and described everything that happened today.

"I'll take care of it."

"Wait for me for a few days and I will tell you the details then."

Dudu!

After hanging up the phone, Li Tong spoke in a complicated tone.

Chen Feng thought for a while and didn't ask any more questions.

He felt that he might have come into contact with some kind of secret, and Master Li Tong might still be hesitant about how to tell him.

Immediately, Cao Tong and others left one after another. Chen Feng was alone in the quiet room and practiced the powerful moves of Chi Hu Jinli.

Time passed until three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

After taking a shower and cleaning up, Chen Feng walked out of the martial arts gym wearing a black coat.

"Walk!"

Lin Hao waved to get in the car, and the two went straight to the club.

Cars were coming and going on the road, and people were interlaced on the streets.

During this period, Chen Feng caught a glimpse of Zheng Shan and Zheng Shan outside a martial arts gym belonging to another small sect.

Not paying attention, he just looked at the transparent panel in front of him.

[Green Armor LV3: 5/100]

"Has the difficulty increased again?"

Chen Feng recalled the fear value he had gained from Qian Changsong, the Song Heliu man.

There is a lot of quantity, but unfortunately the quality is a bit lacking.

He estimated that it might be because he didn't kill him.

However, even so, it can be seen how difficult it is to improve after the third level of Blue A.

After all, he is also a master of the third level of strength, better than most flying bronze-level modified people equipped with armed modules.

"So, we need new nutrients again."

The thought flashed through his mind, and Chen Feng suddenly thought of the golden ball of light.

He was a little absent-minded along the way, with his head full of thoughts about talent and martial arts.

Until the end, the vehicle slowed down and arrived at the mall.

"What's wrong? You seem to be worried?" Lin Hao asked in confusion.

"No."

Shaking his head, Chen Feng got off the car and walked into the mall, planning to finish the course early today and go home to sleep.

I don't know if the giant violent bear was persuaded by the black poisonous bee.

Or, it has already started.

Bang!

Nanjiang City, suburbs.

In a hidden metal secret room, several figures wearing masks and patterned brooches on their chests sat on both sides of the round table.

"What's the situation? Why hasn't the Golden Guard woken up yet?"

Someone angrily slammed the table and asked in a temper.

During this period of time, they were surrounded by the United Council and were beaten up and embarrassed.

With a ball of fire in their hearts, most people turned their eyes and looked at the leader sitting in the main seat.

He had a slicked-back hairstyle, black hair, and wore a loose black suit.

"He was injured too badly. Although he was repaired, there are still some minor problems."

"If he is revived forcibly, his strength will be affected."

Everyone had different expressions when they heard this, most of them frowned and thought.

"What should we do? Other cities are one step faster than us. If we don't make some progress, the headquarters will definitely not let us off!"

"Yes, Jin Wei is our biggest support. If he doesn't wake up, our plan can't be implemented at all."

"How much impact can strength have? Leader, if it doesn't work, wake up first!"

The voices of agreement kept ringing.

The leader sitting in the main seat watched in silence until they stopped talking, and then he continued to speak. "Two days."

"Recently, someone has been active at the city gate, smuggling transformation modules and high-grade metals. I have asked people to track and retrieve the materials."

"No matter what the final result is, I will wake Jin Wei up within two days."

The calm and powerful tone made the previous questioners relax their brows.

Then, he looked around the round table.

Someone suddenly wondered.

"Where is Silver Wolf?"

"Don't mention him, he's an arrogant guy." Someone shook his head and replied with disdain: "He was beaten to a draw with Dong Tao, and is now repairing the module in the base."

"It's what he deserves. He was determined to find trouble with that Green Demon."

"If it weren't for Jin Wei, I would have asked the headquarters to transfer him away long ago."

There was a burst of dissatisfied voices. Although the people present didn't speak, some people nodded secretly, mostly agreeing.

Everything is in sight.

As the leader of Utopia's Nanjiang branch, the man with a slicked back hair did not stop their complaints and contradictions.

He tilted his head to look at the other side of the secret room.

His eyes seemed to see through the layers of metal walls, and he saw a sleeping figure lying flat with his eyes closed, extremely burly.

The platform paved with gold gradually melted, and lines and tubes were inserted into the other party's metal limbs, constantly transporting some kind of high-level energy liquid to maintain vital signs and vitality.

The breath was as strong as a sleeping lion, and it was only one step away from making the world a success, awakening the sky, and completely destroying the so-called United Parliament.

"It's almost there."

He whispered in his heart.

A hint of enthusiasm flashed in his eyes, that was the great prosperity that was about to destroy the corrupt system and be watered with blood and fire!

By then, the three words "utopia" might become a reality.