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Chapter 31 Fake Injury

Seeing the boss Zeng Peng's eyes full of anger, Ma Dong began to stir up the flames and jumped up and down and said, "Boss, don't talk nonsense to that bastard, beat him up and give him some color!"

"Ye Feng, you can see that you have also practiced a little bit of three-legged kung fu. Today I will let you see what real kung fu is!"

Zeng Peng smiled coldly, twisted his neck, moved his muscles and bones, took out Luo Zhu, opened his arms, and pulled out his posture.

With a loud shout, Zeng Peng soared into the air, and a strong flying foot was flying. The strong wind whistled, and rushed straight to Ye Feng's mouth.

"Bang!" Just as Ye Feng stretched out his palms to protect his mouth, Zeng Peng made a standard hook punch, and the fist wind hit Ye Feng's chin with a sharp force.

Damn, Ye Feng really underestimated this guy. His punch was extremely coherent and he hit him almost at the same time. If Ye Feng hadn't reacted quickly and his body fell backwards, the punch would have flew so hard that he would have broken his jawbone.

Ye Feng couldn't help but be amazed. The speed of the second combo ground had almost reached its limit. In just a few seconds, he immediately felt that Zeng Peng was at least a third-level martial artist, and his fist speed, strength, and combo ground speed were much higher than that of Qin Yin.

Before Ye Feng could think too much, Zeng Peng took the opportunity to kick, cut through the air with one foot, and rushed straight into his neck with the whistling sound of wind.

The speed of this kick was too fast. Ye Feng could not move in an instant without using the internal martial arts. He avoided this kick, at least he quickly tilted his head and blocked it with his arm.

Zeng Peng's legs hit his forearm like a heavy hammer, as if pressing a thousand pounds of weight on his ground. The force became stronger and stronger. Without using his true energy, Ye Feng could not bear it and was slowly pressed down.

Damn! This kid's legs are too strong. This is the strongest leg strength among ordinary people Ye Feng has ever fought. Of course, Wei Qiangya is not counted as a warrior at the Wuzong level, and he can no longer be considered an ordinary person.

Ye Feng felt that he could not stand any longer, so he took a breath, concentrated all his strength on his forearm, and pushed him upwards with force, then pushed Zeng Peng away.

Looking at Ye Feng's breathing look, Zeng Peng smiled coldly, knowing that he was not his opponent.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang bang!

Continuous silent and muffled

Suddenly, while Ye Feng bent down and breathed, he used his unique skill of level 3 martial artists. He comboed five Buddha Fist, and each punch hit Ye Feng's thunderously with the sound of howling wind. Before he could even make a painful cry from his throat: "Huh!" Another sharp kick was blowing.

"Bang!" With a crackling sound, Ye Feng curled upside down, flew backwards like a cannonball, and hit the ground heavily.

"Ah!" A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of Ye Feng's mouth, and the mouth was filled with intense pain after being hit by the fifth combo.

Unexpectedly, this guy has a great martial arts cultivation. He originally thought he could defeat him without using his true energy, but who knew that he was beaten to vomit blood by him. This scene was like the battle with Wei Qiangya yesterday, but Wei Qiangya was much crueler than Zeng Peng, and his cultivation was also several levels higher. If Wei Qiangya had hit punches like this, he would have died long ago.

Although he was seriously injured, Ye Feng did not intend to use his skills. In order to be able to work in the hospital, he would never expose himself in the battle today.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng didn't want to continue to entangle. He wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, struggled to get up from the ground, and looked at Zeng Peng with dissatisfaction and whispered: "Zeng Peng, you won!"

"Hmph! I'm really annoying to live a life of great trouble!" Zeng Peng sneered and walked up to stand in front of Ye Feng. Seeing this guy being beaten to the point of his bruised face, he felt very satisfied and very happy.

"Zeng Peng, you have a few tricks. I admit that I can't beat you now, but I think we'll compete fairly for picking up girls. Do you dare?" Ye Feng bulged his eyes and stared at Zeng Peng with a provocative look.

"Haha, it's fair competition?" As soon as he heard Ye Feng's words, Ma Dong laughed not far away: "Look at your bear, what are you using to compete fairly! The lazy toad still wants to eat swan meat, hahaha~~~~"

"Zeng Peng, if you are a man, then we will compete fairly to see who can catch Wang Yuxian, how about it?" Ye Feng said, staring at Zeng Peng with contempt.

Zeng Peng's mouth twitched slightly, and a cold light shot out from his eyes. Soon, he smiled coldly and said, "Okay, fair competition, I want to see if the lazy toad can eat swan meat, hum!"

"But remember, you must dare to tell the hospital leaders today about the local affairs, and I promise that you will not have a good life in the future!" Before leaving, Zeng Peng turned around and threatened Ye Feng fiercely.

"Remember, don't tell anyone! Be careful!" Ma Dong limped in Qin Yin, and did not forget to turn around and threaten Ye Feng.

A man is a real man who can bend and stretch. Today he bears humiliation and will definitely repay him twice the amount of money in the future.

Zeng Peng, Qin Yin, Ma Dong, you three are waiting to see. Sooner or later, I want you to be nice!

Seeing their figures disappearing into the forest and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away, Ye Feng sat on the ground with his mouth covering his mouth, frowned, and looked in pain. Zeng Peng's powerful force was extremely rapid and five combos and a flying kick. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.

Thanks to the fact that since the start of cultivation, my physical condition has become stronger and stronger day by day.

Sitting cross-legged, holding your breath, and secretly circulating true energy, Ye Feng tried to absorb the spiritual energy of this Feng Shui treasure land so that his injury could recover quickly.

Ye Feng has no martial arts skills. Since he cultivated his true energy, he has used the powerful power of the true energy in his body every time he fought. He did not just forge his own body into a steel body like ordinary warriors.

Martial arts are known for tricks, strength, reaction agility and endurance, while cultivation techniques are mainly based on true qi. Therefore, when facing a third-level martial artist, once he does not use the energy of true qi, he will no longer be able to do so and will no longer be an enemy.

It would be great if we could cultivate the seven-color true qi. At that time, we could go to heaven and earth and do everything. By the way, we could cure Teacher Xiao Yingwan’s legs.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng took off his shoes and looked at the soles of his feet. He saw a white fur that had appeared, but the white didn't look very bright.

"The Supreme Great Yan Divine Art" points out that every time you complete the first level of true qi, a corresponding color will grow a fur on the soles of your feet. It seems that the first level of true qi is almost done.

Level 7 true qi, white, blue, yellow, orange, red, red, purple, once the purple qi stage is completed, he will be a living god, not as good as the world's fireworks, and do whatever he wants.

Ye Feng could not wait. By that time, he would go to heaven and earth and no one could stop him. A gentleman would take revenge and not be too late for ten years. He would remember all those who bully him.

This Feng Shui treasure land is full of spiritual energy, but for Ye Feng, who is in the first-level true energy stage, especially after being beaten by Zeng Peng, the true energy is consumed very quickly. At this time, he is in extreme need to absorb the external spiritual energy to replenish himself. He sits on the top of the mountain, letting the strong wind roar and dust everywhere, his eyes are closed, his expression is calm, and he absorbs the spiritual energy on the mountain hungrily.

However, in the initial stage of cultivation, the space around this Feng Shui treasure land was quickly absorbed by him. He clearly felt that the spiritual energy flowed from all over the world and gradually became thinner and could no longer meet his increasingly strong needs.
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