The man is nearly 1.9 meters tall, one head taller than Mu Feng. He ranks third among the three masters in the base. Compared to Lei, his strength is only one line. His ability is strength, and his strongest power can hold up hundreds of tons of heavy objects with one hand.
With such power, you can imagine how strong the attack power is on the fist. If you talk about frontal attacks and strength, he is the strongest person on the base, and even the best master dares to fight against him head-on.
However, Mu Feng grabbed this punch. Although he did not do his best, ordinary people could not bear such powerful power at all.
The big man yelled and took a step back. After kicking, the ground trembled again, breaking away from Mu Wenxue.com, "The yellow boy, I didn't expect there would be two more troubles."
Mu Feng had a faint smile on his face. There were so many talents in the Blue Storm organization. Everyone has different powers. If they can really win over them, they will be a very good helper.[
"You are not weak either."
"Hahaha, it's interesting. I hope I can withstand my next fist." After speaking, the big man punched another punch. Just the shock of the space around the fist, you can see how strong this punch is. It is obviously more powerful than the punch just now.
The people who watched all this opened their eyes, their hearts were full of curiosity and excitement, and they were also very interested in this young man from the East who suddenly visited. Two of the three masters at the base had fought with him, but they were not at a disadvantage.
The slender middle-aged man standing at the entrance of the passage smiled on his face, wrapped his hands in front of his chest, and looked at Mu Feng with interest. This person made him very interested. He could clearly feel the power fluctuations on his body, but he could burst out such an impressive power.
The great man is called Iron Man, and he is known for his strength. The first punch is a test, and the second punch is a real move. Can the oriental man take this punch?
For this reason, middle-aged people are full of doubts and expectations.
Lei also leaned against the side, wanting to see if Mu Feng could take the punch. This bastard was too much and actually made her look so ugly. He ignored the iron man's wife. If it weren't for him, he would have been hit and thrown over.
"Boy, I hope I won't be hurt."
Seeing that his fist was coming in front of him, Mu Feng still had the calm expression. He suddenly stopped when his fist was a few centimeters away from his head. Everyone was stunned. When he looked at it, he found that the Iron Man's wrist was being grabbed.
Iron Man was also surprised. The force of this punch was at least 60% strong. The yellow-skinned boy still grabbed his wrist, and felt that the five fingers on his wrist were very powerful, and he couldn't even go one centimeter ahead.
"You are very strong, but you are still a little bit short of it." Mu Feng smiled.
Hearing this, the expression on the iron man's face was wrong. This was contempt. The contempt of the **『nude" roared, and his other hand clenched his fist and smashed it over, "Yellow boy, I want you to know the consequences of underestimating me."
The punch was even stronger. Even the middle-aged man holding his hands put down. Lei also frowned slightly. The strongest power of the Iron Man was also scary.
boom!
The fist finally hit Mu Feng's chest, but Mu Feng did not fly backwards as everyone imagined, standing there steadily without moving half a centimeter.
"How is that possible?" the middle-aged man widened his eyes.
Lei looked at Mu Feng's cheek with a faint smile in surprise. Who is this person? What is the purpose of such a strong force when he comes to the organization?
Le and Leng didn't expect that Mu Feng could withstand such a powerful impact and was intact. They only knew that Mu Feng was a master, but they did not expect that it would be so powerful, because they had never seen Mu Feng fight at all, so it was not surprising that they were surprised.
Buzz ~~[
The force and space rubbed out a sound, followed by a magnetic storm. The two of them stalemate for a few seconds and finally separated. Mu Feng still did not take action, but the iron man flew backwards and hit the wall with a clang. The entire base seemed to be trembling.
"Cough cough" Iron man stood up with his wrist covering his wrist, his blood tumbling, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The middle-aged man flashed and saw him holding him, worriedly saying, "Is it okay?"
Iron Man wiped the blood stains on his mouth and gritted his teeth, "I'm fine, Feng Dao, this person is very strong."
The middle-aged man is called Feng Dao. He is the strongest person on the base, at least the strongest person under the leader. His ability to control is to "manipulate the flow of air and create a hurricane. Every wind is as fierce as a steel knife.
After letting go of his hand, Feng Dao took two steps forward, staring at Mu Feng with an unhappy face, "It's just a discussion. You're too hurting."
"I didn't mean to hurt him, it was just a recoil of power." Mu Feng shrugged.
"No matter what, this is a blue storm, our base." Feng Dao walked forward slowly. While walking forward, the airflow of his hand began to increase, and it flew around his body rapidly, and suddenly formed a gust of wind with him as the center.
The entire hall was thousands of square meters, driven by this hovering gale. The people who were closer began to lighten their bodies, and they followed the gale gale and floated in the air.
Leng Hele looked at each other, and his heart trembled at the same time. The Iron Man was defeated by Mu Feng. Now Feng Dao, the number one master at the base, has come out. It seems that he has anger in his heart. This happened just now. I dare not imagine what will happen next.
Who is Mu Feng and what purpose they both know, but once such a thing happens, will it go so smoothly? If the leader gets angry, will he still bear it? Almost no one here has seen the leader of the organization display his skills with all his strength, but even a fool can think that if he can establish such an organization, may he be a weak person?
No, absolutely not.
So, Leng Hele began to worry.
"Interesting!" Mu Feng smiled lightly. He could feel how powerful the wind blade hovering around Feng Dao's body was.
Feng Dao stopped and reached out. The wind blade on his body moved from his body to his arm, glaring at Mu Feng, "I hope you can take my sword."
Mu Feng shrugged again, "I'm looking forward to it!"
"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense, take the call."
Huh ~
The wind blade finally came out of his hand and attacked Mu Feng, instantly wrapping his entire body. The big wind blade carried several small wind blades, cutting on Mu Feng's body one by one. The moment the wind blade was wrapped, the clothes on his body began to crack.
Huff ~
Many strips of cloth have fluttered with the wind, and were swept into the wind blade and torn into pieces. However, at this moment, a creaking sound suddenly made, and the sound was like a drill bit encountered a harder substance.
Buzz ~[
Mu Feng, wrapped in a wind blade, stretched out his hand and heard two bangs. The wind blade condensed by the wind knife was slapped and disappeared.
how so!
Feng Dao was shocked and took a step back. Two wind blades condensed from his arms again, and his feet suddenly kicked the ground. His ability was Feng Blade, but his close combat was still not weak. If you can't hurt this person with close proximity to the wind blade, then you'll be hard.
"You are strong, but I am not weak either." Feng Dao's close attack was very strong, one move after another, and the coordination of each move was perfect.
With close combat and special abilities, Mu Feng has seen such a battle for the first time. However, although it was the first time he saw it, it only made him feel a little curious and he didn't feel scared. The reason is very simple. The basis of strength is strength. From the perspective of strength, he must be much higher than the Wind Sword.
After fighting hundreds of tricks, Feng Dao became more and more shocked. What is this person’s origin? No matter in terms of strength, skills and experience, he surpasses his opponents he had encountered in the past, making him constantly wonder what he came to the base for and whether Leng Hele was taken hostage by this person to bring him here.
However, judging from the expressions of Le and Leng, this is not the case. If they were held hostage, they were not fools and would touch weapons to deal with this person in the cave, and would not be brought to the inside of the base. Then, since the two were not held hostage, why did they bring this person to the base?
Le and Leng were indeed very nervous. Lei turned his head and stared at them, "If you don't give a satisfactory answer, even the leader will not be able to save you. Please lie in bed for three months."
"That second sister, we really don't blame us for this, it's right."
"Enough, I don't want to listen now." Lei Leng shouted.
In another room at the base, the leader with a mask turned on the monitor, looked at the fight in the front hall of the base with relish, stood up, and said to himself, "It's so powerful, you're over the tribulation. What are you doing here?"
After saying that, the masked leader slowly left the room.
Inside the base, there was a weapon research cabin. The King of Soldiers was holding a cigar in his mouth. Several professors beside him humbly asked for advice, which made him impatiently, "I said, don't be so stupid, can you die if you think about it from another perspective? You will know how to make simple things complicated."
Several professors smiled bitterly. Who dared to shout at them before this person came. After they came, especially when they were regarded as guests of honor by the leader, this person was so arrogant and often scolded them. Of course, this was a willing to beat the other one. His insights on weapons were indeed above them. Isn’t this so humble to learn more?
"Give it the notebook." The King of Soldiers dragged the notebook unhappily, and wrote the equations on the notebook with a cigar in his mouth. The King of Evil then threw the notebook and Bi into his hand, "Okay, don't disturb me."
The few people smiled bitterly again, but when they saw the brand new equation on the notebook, their eyes were full of light.
"Talents are really talented, why didn't we think of it?"
"According to this equation, the power of the weapon can be increased by at least 30%. It turns out that we can take such a shortcut, and we have taken many detours."
"I really don't know how he learned this."
The King of Soldiers did not care about the underestimation of several professors, and walked slowly outside. Except for not leaving here, he could go anywhere in the entire base. He even teased the two ladies occasionally. As soon as he walked out, he heard the two of them muttering something, and then stopped them, "That, what are you talking about, it's mysterious."
The two were stunned, a little afraid of the King of War. This man didn't have long been to the base, but in this short time, many things happened. Except for those professors surrounding him, everyone else was hiding from him.
"I will eat you guys, tell me."
"Sir, a fight started outside. An oriental man came. We are going to go out and have a look." One person said weakly.
"Fight?" The King of Soldiers' eyes flashed, and he thought to himself, who would it be the Orientals?
"Work with the Oriental?"
"Wind Knife, Iron Man and Lei have all been defeated." Another said.
The King of Soldiers became even more interested and ran to the front hall. There was only one oriental who had such combat power in his impression, which was his boss.
lobby.
Feng Dao was sweating profusely, but Mu Feng was still so calm.
"Okay, you're not my opponent, but you are all very strong and have very strange energy, which I admire."
Feng Dao gritted his teeth, "I haven't tried my best yet."
"You can't beat me, so don't waste your strength." Mu Feng shook his head.
After running for a long time, the King of Soldiers finally arrived at the front hall. Standing in the center, the man who was not his leader, who else was his leader. The next moment, he flew into Mu Feng's arms like a little girl who saw his lover, "Boss, it's really you. I miss you so much."
Mu Feng said, "Win King kicked him away with one kick, "Go as far as you want."