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Thirty-eighth section wins with one move

The 38th chapter wins with one move

Wu Zhong raised his arm and shouted, then looked at the second elder and said, "Senior, if I accidentally crippled Master Tang, I will not violate the laws of our Haotian Kingdom."

The second elder sat indifferently and said, "You'd better be careful."

Wu Zhong shrugged.

Tang Feng had already walked to the sidelines, picked up the blue cloth belt and tied it around his waist, and slowly walked towards the center of the circle, he said to Wu Zhong: "Hey, you'd better have two hands. Once I start to move, I don't like to shrink my hands and feet."

When the people in the field heard this, they all laughed, with disdain and ridicule in their laughter. Although they did not have much malice, they looked down on young masters from a big family like Tang Feng from the bottom of their hearts.

Tang Feng and Wu Zhong stood on the court, and the thin referee jumped out with a javelin and said, "Rules, listen well, no spiritual power is allowed, no fighting skills are allowed, no weapons are allowed. There is no other taboo, as long as the opponent can be beaten back, it is enough."

Tang Feng nodded, then looked around everyone and said, "If you lose, you won't take back the gold coins."

The person in the field laughed, Wu Zhong spread his arms and said, "I originally wanted to give you an arm, but since you believe in your strength so much, if I want to give it, I will disrespect you, Mr. Tang."

Tang Feng said: "Of course, come on."

Wu Zhong smiled and looked at Xiong Er. Xiong Er nodded slightly. Wu Zhong stepped on his feet on the ground. As soon as he came up, he used the foot skills he had invented and practiced hard.

Wu Zhong's body suddenly jumped high, then his legs trembled like a phantom, and kicked towards Tang Feng.

Wuzhong's move is even better than Foshan's Shadowless Foot in his previous life. After all, Wuzhong's physique is much better than the martial arts masters in his previous life.

Everyone started shouting loudly. Wu Zhong's move was so dazzling and too visually shocking.

Tang Feng smiled slightly and said to himself: It's flashy and unreal, and he's looking for death.

As he said that, Tang Feng stood there. When Wu Zhong's body fell in the air and could not change his moves, Tang Feng instantly appeared behind Wu Zhong with a clever side step, followed by a high-slipping leg. The next moment, Wu Zhong fell out of the circle like a cannonball and lay on the ground.

The field suddenly became quiet, and many people didn't see clearly how Tang Feng did that side step. The second elder's originally casual expression suddenly became solemn. He stared at the trajectory under Tang Feng's feet and said softly: "Perfect, so perfect, this is comparable to advanced fighting skills."

Except for the second elder who saw how Tang Feng moved his footsteps, the rest of the people could not see Tang Feng's trajectory clearly. They just felt Tang Feng's body shaking a few times, and then appeared behind Wu Zhong, and then he had a high leg stroke. How could this be possible?

Tang Feng clapped his hands, walked out of the circle, pulled Wu Zhong up, and said, "Hey, are you okay."

Wu Zhong felt that his entire skeleton was about to be scattered. It was really not easy for him to suffer Tang Feng on his back, but at this time he had to endure the pain.

Xiang Ping opened his mouth, and then suddenly burst into laughter, "Haha, haha, I'm rich, Wuzhong, you fool, you lost in one move, haha, I'm so happy, I'm rich."

As he said that, Wu Zhong rushed to the gold coins on the table, nearly half of which were his.

"Ahem, Mr. Tang, are you interested in competing again?" A shrewd man in his thirties walked to Tang Feng, bowed his hand and said.

Tang Feng glanced at the man and said, "As long as I have money, I will compare."

The man smiled and said, "Of course, everyone can continue to bet, and Mr. Tang, you can also bet yourself to win."

Tang Feng bet another gold coin. This time Xiang Ping was the most excited. He bet the second time, then waved his arm and said, "Mr. Tang, don't look at the strong look of Huo, three, five and six, I tell you, he has long been weak, tell you, this kid will sleep on a woman's belly seven days a week, Mr. Tang, don't be afraid, I will take you."

Tang Feng nodded, then walked into the court and bowed to Huo Sanyi.

Huo San removed his coat and exposed all the muscles inside. He was not fat, but his muscles were bulging.

Xiong Er quietly walked to Huo San and said, "This kid is a bit weird. You can keep it steady. Don't embarrass us like the kid in Wuzhong."

Huo Sanyi smiled and said, "Don't worry."

The two walked to the scene, Huo Sanyi bowed and said, "Mr. Tang, I have taken advantage of this competition."

Tang Feng knew that Huo San meant that he was already at the peak of the orange level. Although he belonged to the Orange Pearl Master, there was still a big gap between the Orange Pearl Master and the One-Star Orange Pearl Master. However, these gaps were not in Tang Feng's eyes. Tang Feng was a body of thunder refining. Even if it was a collision of pure power, Tang Feng could easily win Huo San. What's more, Tang Feng's control of fighting skills was much stronger than these people.

Tang Feng waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I won't collect more gold from you."

With a gong, the competition officially began. This time the noise in the game became much smaller. After all, after the last game, although everyone was puzzled how Tang Feng won, no one underestimated Tang Feng anymore, so everyone was focused on the competition.

The second elder also stared at Tang Feng without blinking. He was becoming more and more curious about the boy's skills.

Huo San moved forward gently. In the army, Huo San had few opponents in the Orange Pearl Division stage competition, and even Wu Zhong was not his opponent. After all, he had already stepped into the Huangzhu Division with one foot and had a natural advantage.

Tang Feng smiled slightly when he saw Huo San's movements. This time he took the initiative to meet him, his body was low, and his feet quickly moved quickly with small steps, rushing towards Huo San.

Huo San snorted coldly, waved his fists, and then rushed towards Tang Feng.

Tang Feng's speed was already extremely fast. At this time, the two people had almost collided. Everyone thought that their first move would be head-on. However, Tang Feng's steps changed, his right foot stepped towards the Kan position, and then his left foot changed to the Li position. It was the magical Bagua step. The next moment, Tang Feng had disappeared from Huo San's eyes, and then a huge force came. Huo San, like Wu Zhong, fell into a dog's shit in an instant.

The field calmed down, completely quieted down, and only a burst of breathing sounds were left! Everyone looked at Tang Feng in the center of the field without believing it.

Tang Feng bowed to the surroundings calmly, then walked to Huo San and helped him up, saying, "I'm giving up."

Huo Sanshu was not as sad as Wu Zhongzhong, so he could still get up. He bowed to Tang Feng and said convincedly: "Young Master Tang is young, but he has such a wonderful move to face the enemy. I admire you, I really admire you. Huo San believes that when Mr. Tang's spiritual power level is improved, he will definitely achieve something."

What Huo San said means that he has truly admired Tang Feng. After all, the spiritual power level can be slowly cultivated and can be improved by relying on pills. However, the experience of facing an enemy depends on a person's combat talent, and can only be tempered by real combat.

Tang Feng patted Huo San on the shoulder, then looked at the others, and a sense of kingly aroused aura.


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