CHAPTER IX

The origin of the first warrior of the steppe

"Hehe, it seems that this friend of yours wants to see the ability of my title of the first warrior of the grassland. ”

Zhang Feng didn't care too much, after all, the other party was a guest, and he was brought by Feikang.

"Fei Kang, have a few tricks with him!"

"Damn, isn't it, fight him? You're not sick, are you? He has another title, when he was not very famous, others called him Strange Peak. ”

"Okay, it's rare to be happy, Fei Kang is gone, go out and have two tricks, and there is a party to watch tonight." ”

After speaking, Zhang Feng took the lead in getting up and walking out.

Leaving a helpless look on his face, the captain also smiled and didn't say anything.

Speaking of Strange Peak, he was only sixteen years old when he became famous. One night, wolves attacked the area, and the villagers fled in all directions.

Unbeknownst to him, there was also a woman with a child in her arms who did not escape. When Wei Lifeng arrived, he happened to see two or three wolves pounce on him. The woman held the child tightly in her hands and let the wolf bite at her.

Strange Li Feng picked up a stick that tied the horse and rushed forward.

The woman looked at the sixteen-year-old with gratitude. She said a word with difficulty, and never got up again.

"Thank you, take my child and go quickly!" he said and died.

Strange Lifeng shook his head, and had no choice but to pick up the child. He ripped strips of cloth off his clothes and tied the child to his chest. At this time, the wolves were already eyeing him.

"Brutes, come on, don't die!

After saying that, he killed a wolf who wanted to sneak up on him with a stick, and * all of them were shot.

The rest of the four or five wolves also surrounded him, Zhang Feng put the stick in front of him, and a wolf pounced and bit his stick. Zhang Feng broke the rod from the middle, and then inserted the stick into the wolf's stomach with his left hand. With a wave of his hand, Zhang Feng threw the wolf's corpse aside.

At this time, more and more wolves surrounded them. Zhang Feng threw the double stick at the wolves, and then rushed straight forward. Four or five wolves pounced on Zhang Feng together and bit Zhang Feng's body. Zhang Feng held back the pain and kicked a wolf biting his right leg away. Then he grabbed his back with both hands and threw the wolf that had pounced on his back into the pack.

Zhang Feng hit more and more fiercely, his body was covered with blood, wolf blood and human blood splashed all over him. At Zhang Feng's feet, the corpses of five or six wolves were already lying down.

A wolf pounced in an instant, wanting to bite Zhang Feng's neck. Zhang Feng grabbed the wolf's upper and lower mouths with both hands and forcibly ripped the wolf's head open from the middle.

Wolf blood splattered his eyes, his eyes turned red, and he blinked twice when four or five more wolves pounced on him and bit him.

Zhang Feng punched the head of a wolf that bit him on his left hand. Then he grabbed the neck of the other wolf with both hands and tore off the wolf's head alive. Zhang Feng was red-eyed, and the wolves became more and more surrounded.

When more than 20 wolves were about to pounce together, the inhabitants of the grassland rushed up with torches, and the wolves ran away when they saw it.

When the residents saw Zhang Feng covered in blood, they were speechless.

Zhang Feng tore off the strip of cloth and handed the child to one of the women, then fainted, and it was already three days later when he woke up.

The residents held a bonfire party for Zhang Feng for a day and a night to welcome him.

And the grassland came to him with the title of 'First Warrior'............