Chapter 14: Mysterious Martial Arts

"Stop pretending. You don't look like a rich girl, otherwise you wouldn't even have a guard?"

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I went into the Great Black Forest to hunt a low-level, low-grade monster, the Flame Tiger? And I need to bring a guard? You're crazy!" The unruly girl shouted angrily.

Ye Feng naturally sneered at this. If he hadn't delayed the Flame Tiger, the giant tiger would have chased her to the ends of the earth.

"You, what's that expression on your face? Haha, it seems that you don't believe that I have this strength?" The unruly girl laughed in anger, and a strong murderous aura flashed above her head. However, after her chest rose and fell, she still forced herself to calm down and quickly threw out a withered book, "I can't give you one hundred taels of gold. It's not that I don't have it, but I just happened to forget it. Seeing that you have brute force but have never learned martial arts, I'll give you a bargain."

"What is that?" Ye Feng reached out to take it. The withered book was thin, and there were four words on it: "Hundred Beast King Fist".

"What what is that? Country bumpkins are ignorant. Hundred Beast King Fist is a mysterious martial art inherited from my family. It is worth far more than one hundred taels of gold. Not to mention one hundred taels, even one thousand taels can't buy it." The unruly girl raised her head and said proudly.

"Xuanjie? Why don't you say Tianjie? You little girl just likes to brag. Forget it, I, Ye Feng, don't bully women. I'll just take it. This tiger is yours. Let's call it quits." Putting the withered book into his arms carelessly, Ye Feng shook his head and walked away...

"Your name is Ye Feng?"

"Stop right there, young lady!"

"Damn Ye Feng, damn Ye Feng, you actually said I love to brag?"

"Hmph, don't let young lady see you in the royal city!"

She stomped her feet and cursed at the back of the figure going away. She pouted unwillingly until the figure in the woods completely disappeared. She walked to the huge flame tiger corpse with a pout and angrily stretched out her slender white right hand.

There was an inconspicuous bronze ring on her index finger.

She shook her wrist, and the bronze ring flashed slightly, and the tiger corpse several feet long and weighing several thousand pounds on the ground disappeared immediately. Then she glared at the direction where Ye Feng left, and seemed to be still annoyed. She turned cold and flew in the opposite direction.

If Ye Feng saw the previous scene, he would definitely believe what the unruly girl said before, because it is not a big deal for someone who can afford a storage ring to casually take out a mysterious martial arts book and give it to others...

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Not far from the entrance of the Great Black Forest, Zhao Huo and the other two were wandering around like headless flies.

"Brother Huo, that bastard must be dead, and there is no trace of him." Zhao Yong, who was next to Zhao Huo, said gloatingly, "I have been looking around here for two days, and I didn't even see a ghost. This bastard must have encountered a beast as soon as he came in, otherwise, I, Zhao Yong, would have gotten his head long ago."

"Let's go out, don't waste time."

Zhao Huo's expression was also uncertain. Before coming, Zhao Tianle had explained that Ye Feng, the bastard, must be in and out. Although Ye Feng's body has not been seen now, it is thought that there should be no body left, which can be regarded as a successful completion of the task assigned by the deacon.

"Let's go, damn it, it's good luck for this bastard to be eaten by a beast, otherwise if he falls into my hands, I will definitely make him live a life worse than death. After we go out, when the deacon is tired of playing with Hua Ling, we must let the deacon let us brothers play with her." Zhao Huo laughed and shouted with an extremely lewd smile. When he thought of Hua Ling's appearance and figure, Zhao Huo had an irresistible impulse.

But at this moment, his eyes suddenly jumped, and a familiar figure appeared not far in front of the two.

The man was in tattered clothes, exuding a pungent smell of blood, but there was a hint of coldness on his young face. Obviously, he must have heard what Zhao Huo had just said. It was the waste that they had been looking for - Ye Feng.

"Ha... this waste, why is he not dead yet?"

Zhao Huo was stunned when he saw Ye Feng emerging from the woods, and then his eyes showed an expression like a cat playing with a mouse.

It's better if he's not dead.

If he's not dead, you can have some fun.

The two of them swaggered around.

A chill surged in Ye Feng's eyes, and a cold murderous aura rushed out of his body. Before, he was only concerned with improving his strength, but he forgot about killing Zhao Huo and others. Unexpectedly, these guys actually gathered here to look for him.

He even dared to hit the girl Hua Ling.

Then it's no wonder that he is cruel.

These two people, all of them must - die!

"Waste, do you know why we have to wait for you here?" Zhao Huo stopped Ye Feng with disdain.

"Because, you want to die!" Ye Feng shouted coldly, looking down at the two people with a murderous will. In an instant, his fist swept out and the figure rushed towards the two people.

"Oh, damn..."

"How dare you, a waste, start first?"

Zhao Yong, who was standing in front, had bulging veins and punched out with a force of 500 to 600 kilograms. Obviously, he did not show mercy. The mighty fist wind was like a broken bamboo, and rushed to Ye Feng in a blink of an eye.

"Kill this rubbish and take his head to see the deacon." Zhao Huo shouted.

A hint of sarcasm appeared in Ye Feng's eyes.

Boom...

The two fists collided, and the air rushed to the sand and stones. Ye Feng did not move at all, but Zhao Yong's fist spurted blood, and his body was hit more than ten meters away like a kite with a broken string.

"Ah..." He screamed, feeling as if his fist hit an iron plate, with a piercing pain, and the bone of his right arm was obviously broken.

"How is it possible? How could this rubbish have such a strong power? I was actually injured by a rubbish!" Zhao Yong looked at his fist in disbelief. The blood on it and the severe pain made him unbelievable.

Zhao Huo next to him was also stunned. Ye Feng was a famous rubbish. Even though he had awakened his martial veins two days ago, he only had one. How could he suddenly defeat Zhao Yong, who had entered the tiger power stage for several years, with one punch, and he was not hurt at all!

Ye Feng's hair fluttered lightly, his clothes rustled, and his eyes stared at Zhao Huo, who dared not move rashly.

"Today I'll let you know who is the real waste." He smiled coldly with his lips slightly parted.

"You... go to hell!" Zhao Huo was furious, and a short sword was already in his hand, stabbing at Ye Feng's chest fiercely.

Swish...

He was quick to act, and his sword was as powerful as a rainbow. He was also a relatively powerful figure among the younger generation of Zhaojiazhuang. Although he only practiced the most basic swordsmanship, it was still a martial art after all.

The sword energy was piercing, and Ye Feng frowned and slightly sidestepped the sword.

"Go! Kill this waste."

The injured Zhao Yong also drew his sword with his left hand and killed Ye Feng. The sword light flashed. He thought that killing Ye Feng was just a matter of effort, but suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly lost sight of Ye Feng in his eyes.