"Is that so?" Qin Feng suddenly coldly laughed. He felt that all old people had so much to say. He impatiently said, "If you want to be arrogant, you need to have the right to be arrogant. Otherwise, this young master would have long since been killed by others. I'm actually a very simple person. If I don't like you, I'll kill you. If you also don't like me, then come and kill me. I'm just afraid that your methods aren't tough enough. You'll kill yourself before you can kill me. "
"Hmph, as expected of a wild brat who hasn't even grown his hair yet. You're about to die, yet you're still so arrogant. Today, this old man will let you know that there are far too many people in the Acropolis City who would dare to touch you."
This time, Qin Feng was truly infuriated. Uncle Feng didn't waste any more words, and his aura suddenly exploded out. It was so strong that one could feel a slight gust of wind around his body.
A hidden wave of power exploded out from his fist as he punched towards Qin Feng's abdomen.
Roar!
Following this punch was Uncle Feng's beast-like roar. His roar was extremely ferocious. Even though the people on the viewing platform were far away, they could still feel a mysterious gust of wind in their ears. It was as if their voices could be transmitted from thousands of miles away.
Bang!
Uncle Feng's fist fell and smashed into Qin Feng's abdomen. Qin Feng's eyes were filled with shock, and before he could even react, his body was sent flying. He heavily crashed onto the ground and coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
Fast! This old man's speed was simply too fast!
Qin Feng sighed inwardly. When he was on the third floor, he had been observing Uncle Feng's skills and strength. At that time, he had been dazzled, and he knew that this old man's forte was speed.
But now that he was personally standing here and competing, he discovered that it was an entirely different matter. This old man's speed was much faster than he had imagined. Furthermore, his skinny body hid an enormous amount of strength.
From the system announcement, he found out that Uncle Feng was a Stage 4 expert. This was the first time he had come into contact with an expert of this level. He had thought that with his Stage 1 strength and the Intermediate Thunder Tiger Fists, he would be able to explode with 5 times the strength of a normal person. He thought that he would be able to fight against Uncle Feng.
However, as soon as he went on stage, Qin Feng realised that he had underestimated the situation. After all, he was a Stage 4 expert. His strength was 5 times that of a normal person's, and his speed was 1.4 times that of a normal person's. He didn't have any room to fight back.
Even though Qin Feng had the Flying Dragon Armour to protect him, after this punch, his entire body was in so much pain that he couldn't stand up.
Hu!
It was that lightning-like speed again, that overbearing and mighty fist.
After a moment of silence, the stands erupted with excitement. These people's blood had been ignited by this old man who looked so weak that he couldn't even withstand a gust of wind. At this moment, each and every one of them was so excited that they almost jumped off the second floor.
Han Ying Ying, who was standing on the third floor, had a worried look on her face. When she saw Qin Feng being sent flying with a single punch, Han Ying Ying felt as if her heart was in her throat.
She didn't know why she was suddenly so worried about Qin Feng, but she didn't want anything to happen to him.
"Haha, stinking brat, you still dare to act so arrogantly in front of your elder?" Qin Feng hadn't been able to defend in time and had been sent flying by a single punch. To Uncle Feng, this brat was completely useless, and he didn't put Qin Feng in his eyes at all. He arrogantly stood in front of Uncle Feng and looked down on Qin Feng as if he was an ant struggling on its deathbed.
"Hah, do you think your fists are that powerful?" Qin Feng spat out the blood in his mouth as he coldly laughed, "You still have the nerve to stand here and show off? I really want to tell you that you're already so old, yet you still want to come out and give people massages? Even if you want to, at least use some strength, alright? You damned old man, did you not eat tonight? "
Qin Feng purposefully provoked Uncle Feng. Although he had been beaten quite badly, he found that every single cell in his body had become excited. It was as if he had been injected with chicken blood and was madly absorbing the energy in his body.
He knew that this was a sign that he was about to break through his limit. Last time, when he had fought with Yu Wen Xiang, he had felt like this as well. Following this, he had broken through to Stage 1.
As long as Qin Feng continued to persevere and find an opportunity to break through to Stage 2, not only would he receive 500 Hedonist Points and be able to buy Elementary Gold Sore Medicine to treat Zhang Biao, but he would also have a chance to defeat Uncle Feng.
As expected, Uncle Feng was enraged by Qin Feng's words. His eyes widened as if they were about to explode, and he looked at Qin Feng with bloodshot eyes, "Hmph, I couldn't tell that you and that burly brat both had guts. It's a pity that in this society, the strong rule. Just having a bit of courage isn't enough. "
As soon as Uncle Feng finished speaking, he suddenly raised his foot and stomped down on Qin Feng's arms. With a cracking sound, Qin Feng's arms broke. Even though it was a heart-wrenching pain, Qin Feng gritted his teeth and endured it.
Crack!
Another two stomps landed, breaking both of Qin Feng's legs.
Uncle Feng was so old, but his attacks were so vicious. Even the spectators on the viewing platforms sucked in a breath of cold air, and the cheers from before died down.
The massive arena was strangely silent. It was so quiet that even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.
"Stop fighting, Qin Feng, hurry and admit defeat … if you continue like this, you'll be beaten to death." Seeing this, Han Ying Ying was so worried that she was about to cry. She hurriedly called out to Qin Feng.
Qin Feng could tell that Han Ying Ying was genuinely worried for him, and he felt a slight warmth in his heart. He felt that his body had absorbed enough and had reached a bottleneck. With just a bit more stimulation, he would be able to break through to Stage 2.
Thus, when he looked at the vicious old man, not only did he not show the slightest trace of fear or plead for mercy, he roared in a sonorous voice, "Rotten old man, this young master will tell you one more time. If you want to give me a massage, then use all your strength. Otherwise, scram!"
"Fudge, since you want to die so much, your elder will fulfill your wish!"
Uncle Feng's anger was completely ignited, and his face became bright red. He gathered all of his strength into his foot and kicked Qin Feng's chest.
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