"You can see the flaws in my Disorienting Steps and Disorienting Fist? Are you from Shaolin? "After the two stared at each other for a long time, Uncle Hu spoke first. His voice trembled slightly.
"I already said I'm not from any sect. Do you not understand human language?" Qin Feng smiled faintly and continued to provoke Uncle Hu.
Qin Feng was prepared to use Uncle Hu to break through. Qin Feng would not let go of such a ready-made sparring partner.
"Hmph! I don't believe that I can't even take care of a little brat like you. " Uncle Hu was infuriated by Qin Feng. At this time, he was very calm. He used Disorienting Steps again and flew towards Qin Feng.
In everyone's eyes, Uncle Hu started to transform again. His body was erratic and illusory. However, in Qin Feng's eyes, Uncle Hu's every move was incomparably clear and could not escape Qin Feng's eyes.
Bang!
Uncle Hu's ferocious punch hit empty air.
Roar!
Uncle Hu's punch missed, so he quickly followed up with a kick, but it hit empty air again.
Flames shot out of Uncle Hu's eyes, and his entire face became ferocious. His fists kept alternating and changing unpredictably. The wind howled in the air, and it was as if there was a gale blowing all around him. However, no matter how Uncle Hu attacked, he couldn't even touch a hair on Qin Feng's body.
Qin Feng only dodged and did not attack. Otherwise, Uncle Hu would have been sent flying.
Anyway, Uncle Hu had thick skin and flesh. Even if Qin Feng sent him flying, Uncle Hu would be fine. Qin Feng might as well conserve his strength. As he dodged, he observed Uncle Hu's mysterious Disorienting Steps and Disorienting Fist. Slowly, Qin Feng found the key points of these two techniques and began to absorb them for his own use.
"Ah … stinking brat, why the hell are you only dodging and not attacking? Are you looking down on me? I'll make you regret this! "
Uncle Hu started to go crazy towards the end. He was an external Stage Seven expert. When had he ever met an enemy who insulted him like this?
Uncle Hu's footsteps were messed up, and his fist techniques were messed up. He was like a mad lion chasing after Qin Feng and beating him up. Qin Feng shook his head. This time, he couldn't continue to study the Shadowstep and Shadowfists. Luckily, Qin Feng had observed for a long time and had more or less learned them.
"Eat this elder's palm!"
Seeing that it was about time, Qin Feng quickly struck out with his palm, wanting to send Uncle Hu flying. However, as soon as he struck out, he clearly slowed down. Qin Feng's mouth twitched. It turned out that the time limit of the Sacred Azure Battle Armor's Hyper Intuition was up, and Qin Feng returned to his original state.
Uncle Hu felt a chill run through his body. He felt like he was going to be sent flying in the next second. However, very quickly, a strange light flashed through Uncle Hu's eyes. Seeing Qin Feng suddenly slow down, Uncle Hu did not hesitate and threw a punch.
Bang!
Qin Feng, who had just spoken, was sent flying. This time, he crashed into the marble wall and cracked a large piece of marble.
Uncle Hu wasn't happy that Qin Feng was sent flying. Instead, he looked at his own fist blankly. Then, he looked at Qin Feng, who was on the ground. He couldn't understand Qin Feng. What the hell was this brat doing?
"I'm going to faint. Why did Qiao Feng fly? Didn't he just say those harsh words? "
"Haven't you heard that a competition is a sacrifice? The more arrogant you are, the faster you will die! "
"Why do I feel that something is wrong? Qiao Feng was just teasing Uncle Hu. Why was he sent flying? "
Everyone felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't figure out the reason.
Liu Jie had forgotten how many times Teacher Qiao Feng had been sent flying. The main thing was that Teacher Qiao Feng didn't stand up after being sent flying. Instead, he sat on the ground motionlessly.
"Teacher Qiao Feng, are you okay?" Liu Jie was worried. He quickly ran to Qin Feng's side to check on his injuries.
Qin Feng ignored Liu Jie. He didn't get up because the inner qi in his dantian had reached a state of saturation. Qin Feng felt that he was about to break through.
"Teacher Qiao Feng, say something. Say something. Don't scare me. You can't die. You can't die! " Seeing that Qin Feng didn't say anything, Liu Jie's face turned pale. He grabbed Qin Feng's body and shook him until he was dizzy.
Bang!
Suddenly, a muffled sound came from Qin Feng's body. It scared Liu Jie so much that he jumped up. "Oh my god! Teacher Qiao Feng, you were preparing to fart. Your fart is really loud. It's like thunder! "
Qin Feng had only heard of snoring that sounded like thunder. This was the first time he heard someone describe a fart as thunder. Moreover, Qin Feng didn't fart. He was cultivating both internal and external cultivation. He had broken through at the same time and reached Stage Six External and Stage Seven Inner Qi.
"Shut up, you damn fatty!" Qin Feng was infuriated by Liu Jie. He wanted nothing more than to slap this ADHD fatty until he passed out.
Liu Jie also realized that he had said something wrong. His expression changed. He looked at everyone seriously and yelled, "Pfft, pfft, pfft. I was wrong. Please pretend that you didn't hear anything. It was thunder just now, not Teacher Qiao Feng's fart …"
The corner of Qin Feng's mouth twitched. A small flame appeared in his palm. If he raised his hand slightly, Liu Jie would turn into ashes in the next second.
Even Uncle Hu was angered by Liu Jie's silly behavior. He usually killed people in his battles, so he was very serious and cold. What was the difference between this scene and a circus?
"Get out of here!" Qin Feng roared at Liu Jie. Liu Jie was so frightened that he hastily retreated to the side. He grumbled incessantly, "You're the one who farted, not me. Why are you so fierce …"
Qin Feng pretended that he didn't hear Liu Jie's complaints. He faced Uncle Hu's cold and angry expression and said with a smile, "I've played with you for so long. Now, let me defeat you with one palm!"
"Arrogant. What an arrogant kid. Hmph … I want to see how you're going to defeat me with one palm!" Uncle Hu couldn't understand why Qin Feng couldn't defeat him. Couldn't this person be injured? Full of doubts, Uncle Hu attacked again. He used the Maze Punch to its limit and aimed at Qin Feng's head.
"You've used this move too many times. I've learned it all!" Qin Feng smiled coldly. He suddenly took a step to the side and easily avoided Uncle Hu's attack. At the same time, he kicked Uncle Hu.
Qin Feng's speed doubled. Under Uncle Hu's astonished gaze, Qin Feng's feet had already landed.
Rumble!
Qin Feng's kick contained the strength of a Stage Seven inner qi cultivator. The surging inner qi under Qin Feng's foot was many times stronger than a Stage Six inner qi cultivator.
Uncle Hu, who had been unbeatable all this time, was sent flying. His huge body smashed into the wall and sunk into the marble bricks. He hung on the wall just like that.
Cough, cough!
Many rich young masters in the crowd coughed in fear. Uncle Hu was Soaring Cloud Mansion's number one disciple. How could he be pinned to the wall by Qiao Feng's kick? This was beyond everyone's imagination.
The rich young masters and daughters were stunned. They saw a pretentious superman rising. The three young masters of the provincial capital were dumbfounded. They regretted offending Qiao Feng. Dongfang Qing Xue and Dongfang Haoran were shocked. Who was this ordinary-looking person?
Cough, cough, cough!
Uncle Hu, who was stuck in the wall, coughed violently. He had fought with Qin Feng for most of the night. Finally, Qin Feng beat him until he vomited blood. Uncle Hu's eyes bulged when he saw the fresh blood dripping on the floor. He looked like he wanted to skin Qin Feng alive.
"Head Hu, how are your injuries?" An unfamiliar voice suddenly came from the hall. It was deep and hoarse as if it could pierce through space.
Everyone looked around curiously, but they couldn't see the person who spoke.
Uncle Hu, whose body was stuck in the wall, changed his expression. His fierce and ruthless expression immediately disappeared. He said respectfully, "Master Long, I'm fine. I just need to rest for half a month and I'll be completely healed."
"Very good! Very good! "
Master Long's voice echoed in the hall. No one could tell whether he was happy, angry, sad, or happy. However, no one had seen Master Long. Even Qin Feng couldn't tell where the voice came from.
Master Long?
Those who came back to their senses all gasped. Who hadn't heard of this name? But who had seen Master Long? Some people even suspected that the Soaring Cloud Mansion's Master Long didn't exist. They thought he was just a figure created by the boss behind the scenes of this club to deter the rich and nobles who came to spend money, so that there wouldn't be any trouble in the club.
However, Master Long was here. They only heard his voice, but didn't see him!
"You're Qiao Feng, right?" The penetrating voice sounded again. This time, the crowd suddenly burst into an uproar. Everyone looked toward the center of the hall.
Master Long was standing in the crowd.
The rich young masters and daughters standing next to Master Long were so scared that their faces turned pale. They had been standing in the hall for so long, but they didn't notice that the mysterious Master Long of the Soaring Cloud Mansion was standing next to them. This feeling was like suddenly seeing a ghost in the middle of the night. It was really hard to accept.
The crowd quickly divided into two rows, each standing on one side, and made a path between Qin Feng and Master Long.
On the other side of the path, an old man in his sixties stood with his hands behind his back. His white hair was neatly combed behind his head. The old man was tall and slender. He didn't look like an old man at all. He was more energetic than a young man. His deep black eyes flickered with a strange light. It was as if he couldn't see anyone else. He just stared at Qin Feng.
Master Long had already asked the question, but Qin Feng didn't come to his senses even after several seconds.
When Qin Fen found Lord Long opposite him, he immediately felt the fluctuation of Internal Qi in Lord Long's body. Lord Long's body was like an old well, a pool of stagnant water. There was no fluctuation of breath, but it gave Qin Fen a strong sense of crisis.
Qin Feng still couldn't figure out Master Long's strength, but he was sure that Master Long was more powerful than Uncle Fu and Qi Wanjun, the most powerful people he had seen so far.
"It seems that you're deaf!"
Chief Long's voice rang out. There was not the slightest emotion in it. It did not sound like he was mocking or angry. It was as if he was stating a fact.
Qin Feng still didn't speak. It was the first time he had seen such a powerful opponent like Master Long. For a moment, he didn't know what to do. Not to mention that Qin Feng couldn't use Spiritual Weapons and Cultivation Methods in order to hide his identity, Qin Feng felt that he was no match for Master Long even if there was no one around.
Qin Feng, who had been wild and unruly all night, suddenly fell silent. Everyone was shocked.
They thought Qiao Feng was admitting defeat, but no one looked down on Qiao Feng because no one thought that the mysterious Master Long of the Soaring Cloud Mansion would suddenly appear. Everyone even thought that Qiao Feng had forced Master Long to come out. This man was really heaven-defying … Qiao Feng's name would definitely spread throughout the capital city's upper class tonight!
"I'm not deaf. I just think your question is a little boring, so I'm too lazy to answer!" Qin Feng suddenly said. His words caused a stir.
Now that things had come to this, Qin Feng had already thought it through. If Master Long attacked, he would escape immediately. If he couldn't escape, he would release Ximen Chuixue. Even if his identity was exposed, Qin Feng couldn't care less. After all, his life was the most important thing.
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