Chapter 130 The Secret of the Flame Tiger Style, a Breakthrough!

The cold voice fell.

The white light column hit the burly body, which should have been unstoppable, even steel could be twisted and shattered.

But at this moment, it was as soft and powerless as flowing water.

The bronze muscles were stacked up, and the lines seemed to be carved from stones.

Step!

Chen Feng stepped forward with the powerful force column, staring at the true disciple of Songhe School indifferently.

Step!

The second step, the other party's pupils contracted, shocked and angry.

How is it possible?

This guy's hard work has been practiced to this level?

One thought after another sounded, and the sound of stepping became faster and faster.

The next moment.

The strength was exhausted and it was difficult to maintain.

The vision in front of him was black, and all the light was covered by the bronze and turned into darkness.

Boom! !

The fierce fist like a sandbag came out wildly and imprinted on the temple.

His body spun around in the air like flying catkins for several circles, knocking over several treadmills and equipment in a row, and then he barely slid to the ground and stopped.

Silence!

Dead silence!

Cao Tong and others felt that their cognition was broken again, and they were already dumbfounded.

All the injured students and coaches felt that they had vented their anger at this moment.

But

Not enough!

Chen Feng walked towards the white-haired old man of Songhe School, and felt that this was not enough.

But soon, he seemed to think of something.

He paused and changed his target.

"With your master's mediocre skills, he is a waste."

"Are you worthy of dirtying my hands?"

Standing in front of Jiang Yuan, Chen Feng asked coldly.

The person in front of him spoke without thinking, full of slander.

He really wanted to know why the other party did this.

Gulp!

After swallowing his saliva, Jiang Yuan once again remembered the fear of being dominated that day.

His face was pale, and regret and guilt flashed in his eyes.

He subconsciously took a step back, but his body trembled and he fell directly.

The embarrassing scene made the white-haired old man Yang Chengyuan cursed the waste in his heart, and then he burst out with strength, and the white crane spread its wings.

Cry! !

The crane cried again, and he actually increased his speed, broke free from the entanglement of the third elder, and turned into a residual shadow.

He went straight to Chen Feng, and he was determined to destroy this young man, no matter what the truth was.

Such talent, such age.

After today's conflict, he will definitely become a great enemy of Songhe School in the future!

"Die!"

With murderous intent, he had already blocked in front of Jiang Yuan, his hand like a golden beak, and went straight to Chen Feng's waist.

The third elder behind him had a normal expression, and Chen Feng also narrowed his eyes and loosened his clenched fist.

Snap!

The wind suddenly sounded, and a figure in a white robe reached out and grabbed the golden beak.

"Old Yang, Old Yang, you are too angry."

"This is my disciple, what are you saying?"

Li Tong, wearing a white robe with red stripes, suddenly appeared with a smile on his face. His tone was calm and peaceful.

Yang Chengyuan's face changed slightly. He didn't have time to think about why the other party came so timely, and he didn't pay attention to the other party's words that seemed to be negotiating.

Shua!

He broke free from the restraints with explosive force, and he held Jiang Yuan under his armpits and retreated several meters.

Bang! !

The wooden floor was shattered, and debris flew everywhere.

The huge red tiger phantom was entrenched in his previous position, looking for a bite.

Li Tong still had a smiling expression, but the cold light in his eyes overlapped with the vertical pupils of the tiger's eyes, and it was inexplicably cold.

"Old Yang, why don't you talk?"

"We haven't seen each other for a long time, how about reminiscing?"

Li Tong said, and the third elder led people to control the three unconscious Songheliu Zhenchuan.

Yang Chengyuan looked at this scene with a gloomy face, knowing that he was in trouble.

"Li Tong, your disciple killed the elder of my Songhe Clan. Are you determined to go to war with my Songhe Clan?"

He asked in a cold voice with a fluke, but Li Tong smiled at Jiang Yuan who was held captive by him.

"There is no evidence, so do whatever you want."

"But your vision is too small, why don't you say that my disciple killed your sect leader?"

"Didn't he just get injured and retire? How about this, I will promote it for you and say that it was my eldest disciple who did it, how about it?"

It seemed like a tone of negotiation, but Yang Chengyuan's face was not very good.

A junior injured their sect leader?

If it really spread out, even if the martial arts world knew it was fake, they would probably mock them for it.

However, after this reminder, he came to his senses a little bit.

He glanced at Jiang Yuan who was trembling with fear.

He knew that some things would have to be asked after returning to the mountain gate.

"I admit defeat today."

"The three true disciples of Songheliu, take good care of them for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he broke through the window and left the martial arts hall.

The three unconscious true disciples of Songheliu were left behind. Chen Feng looked at the direction they left, with cold light in his eyes that did not fade for a long time.

"You can't stop it."

As if he saw his thoughts, Li Tong patted his shoulder and sighed: "Songheliu is quite good at physical skills. He is determined to leave, so it is difficult to keep him."

"But don't worry, I will get this back for you anyway."

With a calm and comforting tone, Li Tong pointed to the true disciples of Songheliu left by the three. He did not mention anything about Qian Changsong's death, nor did he ask.

Unconditional trust, Chen Feng stood there in silence for a moment, and finally nodded gently.

"Let's not talk about this, come, I have something to tell you."

Li Tong went upstairs with his hands behind his back and a calm face, motioning him to follow.

Chen Feng turned around and walked, and finally followed him into the quiet room.

Click!

The door closed.

Whoosh! !

The next second, Li Tong's calm appearance suddenly changed, and he quickly turned around and jumped in front of Chen Feng, holding his shoulders tightly with both hands.

"Flame Steel?"

"When did you break through to Flame Steel?"

His eyes were extremely excited, and all the calmness disappeared.

He had never expected that his eldest disciple would make such a fast progress.

"Two days ago."

Chen Feng said truthfully, and reminded him: "I feel like I have touched the third level."

"But, I lack the key to the real skill."

! ! !

Li Tong's eyes were bright and he couldn't help laughing.

"Great!"

"Great! Great! Great!"

The excited laughter made the students outside stunned. Cao Tong didn't react and looked at the third elder quickly.

As a result, he saw the other party smiled slightly, then hummed a little tune, and took the three unconscious Songheliu Zhenchuan to the medicine room.

"You are worthy of being my apprentice, the posture of a master, the posture of a master!"

In the quiet room, Li Tong was excited for a long time, and finally remembered the business, and nodded repeatedly: "I will teach you the secrets of Fenshan and Chihu in a while."

"But before that, you keep this thing first."

He reached out and took out something from the inside of the white robe, and handed it to Chen Feng.

Looking down, it was wrapped in white cloth.

Untie it, and a gray-blue martial arts book appeared in front of him.

[Wanlian Gang]

"This is the martial arts Zhengong of Wanlian Sect. Their sect leader owed me a favor in his early years."

"I went to Luohe to talk to him these two days, and finally got a copy of the Zhengong. I will burn it after you finish reading it."

Li Tong said with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes were full of relief and expectation.

Chen Feng suddenly realized why the other party was not in Nanjiang these two days.

Moreover, it was easy to say.

After all, this was martial arts real skill. Even if the other party really owed him a favor, it would never be given away for free.

"Thank you, Master."

Chen Feng thanked him solemnly and silently recorded this gratitude again.

"Oh, thank you for nothing."

"It is only natural for the master to teach his disciples."

Li Tong said with a smile, his face full of willingness.

The old and the young opened the real skill manuscript in the quiet room, and the contents inside also emerged.

[Wanlian Gang: There are three levels after entering the door. ]

[Hundred Refinements, Thousand Refinements, Ten Thousand Refinements! ]

[To refine the body with strength can temper the physique, continue to be tough and strong, and can also feed back to strengthen the strength. After a thousand tempers, you can practice the strength of ten thousand tempers.]

After reading it once, Chen Feng roughly understood the special features of this martial arts.

It can be combined with other real skills to practice, and the strength that has reached the limit will be strengthened again, and compressed and refined.

At the same time, it can also strengthen the physique and break the limit like hard skills.

It can be said that the value of such a martial arts skill is extraordinary, and it is even several times stronger than the bronze statue skill.

"It's also fortunate that Wanlian Sect is now in decline, not as good as it used to be."

"Otherwise, the old guy might not be willing to give up this skill."

Li Tong also said a few words with some sighs. After his explanation, Chen Feng learned that Wanlian Sect now has only one true meaning, barely dominating Luohe City.

The reason why the other party agreed to give Chen Feng a chance to practice is because Li Tong promised that if Wanlian Sect encounters danger in the future, he, Li Tong, will definitely help.

If he is not there, then Chen Feng will take the responsibility.

Chen Feng did not think there was any problem with this.

It's just a cause and effect, and when he becomes stronger, there are plenty of ways to repay it.

In comparison, he cares more about another point.

"With such a strong true skill, will Wanlian Sect also decline?"

Curiously asked, but Li Tong looked at him unhappily.

"Do you think everyone is like you, knowing how to do it at a glance?"

"The more profound the true skill, the harder it is to practice. The disciples of Wanlian Sect in the past few generations have not been good enough, and no one can master this skill."

With a sigh in his tone, Chen Feng seemed to be thinking about something.

Seeing his expression, Li Tong hesitated for a moment.

Finally, he sighed and decided to tell him something.

"In fact, it's not just Wanlian Sect. Compared to the past, my Yanhu School has also declined a lot."

With a dim look, Li Tong walked to the window of the quiet room with his hands behind his back, looking at the clear sky, as if he saw a very far place.

Chen Feng was slightly startled, and soon he listened attentively and walked to the side.

"More than 30 years ago, the mountain gate of my Yanhu School was not in Nanjiang, but in Yungang."

"At that time, looking at the entire southern martial arts world, my Yanhu School was also a top school with a master in charge."

With a nostalgic tone, Li Tong paused and continued: "But unfortunately, the good times did not last long."

"Tianshui Feilong School and our Tianyan Chihu School have never been on good terms."

"Later, some accidents happened. The master of my school died of old age, and part of the inheritance disappeared. In addition, the descendants were stupid, and no one broke through the shackles and broke into this realm."

"Over time, they were driven out of Yungang by Feilong School, and then they went all the way north and moved to Nanjiang."

Shame, regret, resentment

This was the first time that Chen Feng felt so many emotions from his master Li Tong at the same time.

At the same time, he finally understood why Songhe School came to cause trouble a few days ago.

Nine times out of ten, it was because of Feilong School.

Suppressing the distracting thoughts, he continued to look at Master Li Tong.

The other party verified his guess and nodded gently.

"What the people of Giant Elephant Sect said is true. The great elder of Songhe Sect did receive a lot of benefits from Feilong Sect in his early years."

"In addition, Feilong Sect has not participated in the martial arts conference in recent years and is quite reserved, but this year it has intervened in the affairs of the conference in a high-profile manner. Perhaps it has some ambitions."

Chen Feng nodded and roughly sorted out the context of this matter.

All the sources are thirty years ago.

Dragons and tigers fight, it's probably like this.

Then, the two chatted for a few more sentences.

Li Tong's eyes drifted away, and finally looked at Chen Feng.

"Thirty years ago, I was just a formal disciple, watching from the sidelines and not being able to intervene."

"Many of the teachers around me were injured and died regretfully. They told us to revive the mountain gate and return to Yungang."

"But unfortunately, in the past thirty years, your third uncle and I have only barely kept part of the foundation."

The voice sighed, and Chen Feng was silent.

"But it's okay."

Li Tong suddenly smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were full of relief and expectation.

"I finally saw hope again."

On that day, in addition to the Wanliangang true skill.

Li Tong also left the last two levels of the Red Tiger Power.

After the explanation, he told Li Shi to arrange two cars and planned to leave and return to the mountain gate.

At the same time, he took away the true disciples of the three Songheliu, intending to use this as a condition for negotiation with the Songheliu.

"What if someone from the Songheliu comes to retaliate?"

Chen Feng asked while standing downstairs. He was worried that other true disciples, such as Wu Shuang and others, would be targeted by the Songheliu's true meaning level.

"Unless he really wants to be shameless and is willing to become a joke in the martial arts world."

Li Tong laughed and explained a few words, indicating that there was no need to worry.

This is the rule of the martial arts world. If you come to the door to cause trouble and end up like this, you can only come out to negotiate and make an exchange.

Otherwise, each mountain gate is there.

If everyone's true meaning level does not abide by the rules and goes out to kill, then no one can expect to live a peaceful life again.

After probably understanding the meaning, Chen Feng did not ask any more questions.

Two black cars drove up, and Cao Tong accompanied them to escort the three back to the mountain, and they had already sat in the business car behind.

Li Tong was about to take a step, but then he stopped and patted Chen Feng on the shoulder.

"The martial arts conference is still seven days away, I will pick you up then."

"During this period, no matter what the situation is, don't worry about anything, just focus on yourself."

The four looked at each other, thinking of the previous conversation on the second floor of the martial arts hall.

Chen Feng was silent for a moment and nodded heavily.

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

Li Tong smiled and turned around, then got into the car and went back to the mountain.

Watching his back disappear, Chen Feng did not delay any longer.

Turning back to the second floor of the martial arts hall, he glanced at the message sent by Lin Hao.

[Lin Hao: The person has left, just got on the high-speed train. ]

[Picture]

Clicked it and saw the two backs of the old and young from Songheliu.

It was a pity. Chen Feng had planned to change his identity to find the answer behind it, and to kneel down and kowtow to the old man named Yang Chengyuan.

But the other party was obviously well prepared, and took the high-speed train to leave the martial arts hall as soon as he left.

He shook his head and waited for the next time if it was not suitable. He believed that there were plenty of opportunities.

And, in addition to that.

With distracting thoughts suppressed, Chen Feng stood still, recalled the key to burning the mountain left by his master, and visualized the red tiger.

He was only a little away from breaking through the bottleneck, and he silently felt the subtle changes in his body's strength.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

A few minutes later.

Buzz!

As if the bottleneck was broken, the strength in the body continued to flow, and the spirit in the head sank, as if it had merged with it.

[Red Tiger Strength: Burning Mountain (1%) +]

With a crackling sound, Chen Feng felt that his thoughts had become much more active.

In an instant, the panel prompt appeared.

The four-dimensional attributes of the body rose rapidly.

[Strength: 20.7→21.9]

[Agility: 19.0→20.0]

[Constitution: 26.2→28.0]

[Willpower: 21.5→23.5]