Putting down the basket, Su Hang signaled for his little sister to stand further away. He wasnât too concerned about the two women from the Emei Sect; their willingness to stand up for justice earlier was enough to show that they werenât bad people.
Taking a few steps forward, he provocatively beckoned to Leng Feng with his fingers. This person had spoken against him just now, and Su Hang didnât plan on letting him off, even if he was a Ninth Rank Martial Student.
Seeing this, Shen Tong and Huang Qimeng also stepped back to watch the confrontation.
âSenior Sister, is he crazy? Heâs actually challenging that person.â
Huang Qimeng was filled with surprise. At her level, she could clearly sense that Su Hangâs strength had just entered the Martial Student realm, while she couldnât sense Leng Fengâs at all, indicating that he was far beyond her. Challenging a stronger opponent and being so arrogant, she thought Su Hang must be crazy.
Shen Tong gently shook her head. She also thought Su Hang was crazy. Leng Fengâs realm was beyond hers, and by her estimation, he was at least an Eighth Rank Martial Student, possibly even a Ninth Rank. A First Rank challenging a Ninth Rank, this battle was a foregone conclusion.
Even with her strength, if she and Huang Qimeng joined forces, they might not be a match for Leng Feng. Perhaps this kid had some hidden ace up his sleeve. Shen Tong weighed her options; if Su Hang was at a disadvantage, she might have to step in. Together, the three of them might be able to defeat Leng Feng. Otherwise, Leng Feng would definitely come out on top today.
âArrogant brat.â
Even the best temper couldnât withstand repeated provocation. Leng Feng coldly snorted, moved his foot, and directly lunged at Su Hang. The move was simple, a leg sweep aimed at Su Hangâs chest.
Though the move was simple, the power behind it was not to be underestimated. Against a First Rank, this move was more than enough.
In terms of both strength and speed, the gap between First Rank and Ninth Rank was enormous. Su Hang didnât dare to take it head-on and used his lightness skill to dodge to the side, barely avoiding it.
âHuh?â
A hint of surprise flashed in Leng Fengâs eyes. This lightness skill was clearly of a high grade.
Since the opponent chose to dodge, it was enough to prove his strength. Missing his first move, Leng Feng pressed forward, his fists like a storm, hammering towards Su Hang.
It seemed as if dozens of fists were closing in on him, the momentum so fierce that Su Hang was forced to retreat step by step, his heart racing.
âLeng Feng, look at this!â
Su Hang took several steps back, took out a yellow object, and threw it. It landed with a thud on the soft ground, which turned out to be a bar of soap.
âProjectile?â
Leng Feng instinctively took several steps back, thinking Su Hang had thrown a projectile. However, when his gaze fell on the object, his expression changed.
This guy actually threw a bar of soap.
But why did he have an irresistible urge to pick it up?
It was as if an invisible force was pulling him, making him abandon his attack on Su Hang and quickly walk to where the soap had landed.
Bending down, he picked up the soap!
Secret Technique, Thousand Year Kill!
Like a well-honed technique, he formed the seal, instantly moved behind Leng Feng, crouched down, and forcefully thrust at Leng Feng.
At that moment, Leng Fengâs face turned completely green. He wanted to dodge, but his body was completely unresponsive. He could only watch helplessly as his defenses were breached, his expression mirroring that of the Egg Brother at Erxian Bridge.
âPfft!â
âAhh!â
Ać¨ĺŤ, Leng Feng shot up three meters high as if a rocket were attached to his buttocks, landing with a thud and scattering the dry leaves around him like a bomb.
âPah!â
Seeing this, Shen Tong and Huang Qimeng couldnât help but blush and spit, turning away. They hadnât expected Su Hang to use such a move.
Su Xi, on the other hand, had her eyes wide open, extremely excited and thrilled, because the one lying on the ground was Leng Feng, not Su Hang.
The move was simple and could be considered despicable, but it was often the simplest method. One hit was enough to render the opponent unable to fight.
The pain was excruciating, comparable to childbirth. Leng Feng, lying on the ground, tried his best to hold back his cries, but his bodyâs instinct made his voice uncontrollable.
âDespicable, to use such low tactics.â Leng Feng gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with hatred, a hatred that was even greater than if Su Hang had killed his mother.
This thing was indeed effective. Su Hang picked up the soap and grinned, âTo deal with a lowlife, you have to use low tactics.â
Leng Feng was furious and pulled out a yellow talisman from his pocket. Using some unknown method, the talisman instantly ignited, and a faint green light entered Leng Fengâs body. He seemed to completely forget the pain and stood up as if nothing had happened.
âHmph, mere tricks. Do you think your little skills can hurt me? My pain-removal talisman can eliminate all pain.â Leng Fengâs face was cruel, and his eyes were filled with malice. Even his leg hairs could sense his anger.
Amazing!
This guy actually stood up. Pain-removal talisman, is this what martial talisman techniques are?
Su Hang instinctively took a step back.
âAngering me will come at a price. Brat, prepare to die!â
Leng Feng roared in rage, took out another yellow talisman, and threw it at Su Hang like a dart. The talisman ignited mid-air and exploded like a firebomb, transforming into countless fist shadows that rained down on Su Hang.
Su Hang kept retreating. The fist shadows were not illusory; they struck the ground in front of him, causing flames to rise and the earth to tremble.
âSuch bizarre techniques.â Su Hang looked at Leng Feng in shock.
This is talisman martial arts? Sealing martial power into a talisman and using it to attack when needed!
âHaha, if you have the skills, donât dodge. Werenât you so arrogant just now?â Leng Feng laughed, his face full of mockery and disdain. In his eyes, Su Hang was just a toy. If not for his good lightness skill, he might not even be able to withstand one move.
Su Hang caught his breath. Although he had dodged the attack, it left him slightly unstable.
âBrother, are you okay?â Su Xi watched from a distance, extremely worried.
âDonât come over.â Su Hang raised his hand to warn Su Xi, his gaze fixed on Leng Feng. âYou do have some skills. I have to admit, your talisman martial arts are amazing, but in the face of absolute power, all fancy moves are just a joke.â
âHaha, youâre still talking big at the brink of death. I want to see what else you can do.â Leng Feng was almost amused by the situation.