Qin Feng raised his hand lightly, grabbed the back of the figure's neck in his palm, bent down and placed it on the ground.
The 300-square-meter martial arts training ground was filled with people.
There are more than 40 disciples of the younger generation in Tianyang Martial Arts School, and all of them have broken hands and legs, falling to the ground and wailing.
A man with a height of two meters, a burly body and bulging temples stood proudly.
He also held two martial arts disciples in his hands, throwing them out violently, one with each hand, just like throwing away garbage.
"Bang bang!"
The two men ran into the wall separately, vomiting blood and fell to the ground.
The bones were broken and the internal injuries were serious.
"Is this the strength of Nandu Martial Arts?"
The burly man smiled disdainfully: "You are also known as the door god, but you guys are not qualified to be the watchdogs of my Huo family."
"It seems that the so-called Jiang family is not even as good as a dog."
Behind him, a group of men wearing the same military uniform as him laughed, the contempt in their eyes undisguised.
"You, you bastard!"
A young man fell to the ground and yelled: "You took advantage of the situation and didn't give us time to prepare."
"You don't follow martial ethics. If my eldest brother were here, you would be the one who fell to the ground begging for mercy today!"
"Don't follow martial ethics?"
The burly man laughed loudly: "The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. If you can't defeat it, why don't you say you don't have martial ethics?"
"It seems that the Jiang family of Nandu is not only weak with force, but also has trouble with their brains."
"I'm so embarrassed. I came all the way here. I thought I could step on someone, but I didn't expect that I stepped on shit..."
"I'll fuck your mother!"
"I'll fight you!"
The young man was furious, covering his broken arm and rushing forward to fight for his life.
"Jiang Jian, aren't you embarrassed enough?"
Wumen pushed open and Jiang Menlie came out with a group of people.
Jiang Rubing was supported in the middle, her pretty face pale and weak.
"The owner, the eldest lady."
Jiang Jian turned his head, dying of shame and anger: "This man insulted my Jiang family, I will fight him to the death..."
"Back off."
Jiang Menlie's eyes were downcast: "Don't be embarrassed here."
Jiang Jian was dissatisfied: "But..."
"Recovery is pretty quick."
The burly man's eyes fell on Jiang Rubing: "No wonder there are rumors that the skills of Nandu martial arts disciples are all built on money and medicinal materials, and they are no better than our Long Hai."
"Now it seems that not only are you using medicinal materials to build up strength, but you can also use money to repair your injuries."
"No wonder he is so resistant. It turns out it's money."
This sentence not only made Jiang Rubing's pretty face look even more ugly, but also made Jiang Menlie faintly angry, which invisibly negated the efforts of Nandu Martial Arts.
Qin Feng didn't care much about the verbal spat. His eyes fell on the man's sandbag-sized fist.
A look of realization appeared on his face: "Shanmen Sect."
I also know that Tianyang Martial Arts School was suddenly kicked out today. Who is behind it?
"Who are you?"
Only then did the burly man notice Qin Feng: "If you have some discernment, tell me your name. I'll be gentler in a while and just destroy a pair of your arms."
Qin Feng said calmly: "Idiot."
"court death!"
The burly man's face darkened, and he clenched his fists tightly, making a muffled sound of gravel.
"boom!"
His huge body rushed forward like a bull.
His feet landed on the ground, causing the ground of the martial arts training ground to tremble.
His fists were swung in the air, his hair was flying wildly, and even the air flow around him was tumbling. His fists seemed to have increased several times in size.
Unparalleled domineering.
Jiang Menlie's eyes darkened, his external strength reached its peak, and he even stepped into the inner strength with one foot.
I'm afraid that even he may not be able to defeat this wild bull. No wonder so many of his disciples were defeated so miserably.
"Enrage the mad bull, and this guy will die."
"The physical body has been trained to the extreme. Even ordinary internal strength masters may not be able to receive his full punch. It is estimated that in half a year, Mad Bull will be able to smash the peak of internal strength with his physical fist."
All the fellow disciples behind him were gloating about his misfortune.
"Brother Qin, this person..."
He didn't wait for Jiang Menlie to remind him.
Qin Feng did not hide or evade, but put his hands behind his back.
He turned his head calmly: "I will only perform once, please watch carefully."
"boom!"
The fist wind roared in, erupting into a sound that broke through the air.
Before Qin Feng could turn around, the fist blast had already hit the back of his head.
It was as if he could see the watermelon bursting into pieces, and there was a cruel look in Mad Bull's eyes.
"Um?"
The next second, his eyes suddenly condensed.
The unsuspecting Qin Feng turned his back to him.
The wind of the fist hit his earlobe and flew out, as if it was sinking in the sea, without any force.
"Watch the momentum."
Qin Feng spoke calmly.
"die!!!"
Mad Bull was furious, turned around and grabbed Qin Feng's neck with one hand.
Qin Feng clasped his hands and lowered his head, and with a slight difference, Mad Bull missed the target again.
"Get its meaning."
he said calmly.
"I kill you!!!"
Mad Niu was completely furious. As the chief disciple of the Shan Sect, he swept through the younger generation of warriors in Long Hai without losing a single defeat!
But just today, he was actually spared from his fatal ax twice in a row in an extremely humiliating way.
One more step to go.
It’s also a murderous axe!
"boom!"
Mad Bull turned sideways, gave up his fist attack, and instead raised his thick thighs to complete a volley!
"You are dead!"
There was a hint of ferocity in the corners of Mad Bull's mouth.
"Watch it bloom."
Qin Feng touched his right shoulder, like a leaf blowing in the wind, and lifted his right knee against the body of a mad bull.
It hit the mad bull three inches below the left knee.
"Um?!"
Mad Bull's ferocious face suddenly became stiff.
"Hit him to death."
"boom!"
Qin Feng used the strength of his body to rise into the air, pressed his knee hard against the mad bull's leg, and bent his other leg, straightened it, and swept across!
Right in the temple!
"boom!"
The mad bull's body flew out, turned into a long straight line, and hit the wall twenty meters away.
The entire Tianyang Martial Arts Hall was shaking violently!
