Everyone looked at Yang Jiahao with a confused face, not understanding which play he was playing, and someone was about to mock him a few words.

Suddenly, Elder Yang beside Su Qingyu, Master Li beside Qin Tianjiao, and Uncle Xiao Yan all stood up and looked at the lake in horror.

"Elder Yang, what's wrong?" Su Qingyu asked in surprise.

Xiao Yan and Qin Tianjiao also asked the people around them at the same time.

Master Li beside Qin Tianjiao didn't speak, but his body was like a full bowstring, instantly tense, and cold sweat was dripping on his forehead.

The whole person is on full alert, as if facing a great enemy!

And Xiao Yan's uncle, his face was unprecedentedly dignified, and a pair of tiger eyes were round, as if he had seen a ghost!

Elder Yang frowned tightly and muttered, "Master Su...... This time, it's troublesome! ”

Su Qingyu was puzzled, and in the audience near the lake, there was a sudden exclamation. He immediately followed the prestige, and his face changed suddenly!

I saw that on the sparkling lake, a figure suddenly appeared, stepping on the water, as if walking on the ground!

After a while, everyone clearly saw that on the calm lake, there were suddenly waves, but there was a person who was riding the waves!

"This ...... Could this be legendary...... Light work? ”

"This man must have hung Weiya on his back, right? Otherwise, how could a person walk on water? ”

Someone said with trembling lips.

Everyone was shocked by this kind of thought.

This small lake is not large, but it is not a shallow, but the center of the lake is three or four meters deep.

This Master Feng galloped all the way from the other side of the lake, treading the waves, walking on the ground, is this what one person can do?

Xiao Yan's uncle saw this scene and seemed to think of something, and subconsciously blurted out a sentence:

"Impossible! According to ancient records, only the peerless powerhouse who has perfected his strength can step on the snow without a trace and walk on the waves! ”

You must know that above the bright energy is the dark energy, and above the dark energy is the chemical energy.

According to the records of martial arts in ancient books, only a martial artist who has achieved the strength of transformation can tread the waves!

This kind of realm, from ancient times to the present, has only a few people reached.

Such as: the first generation of Zen Buddhism patriarch... Bodhidharma, everyone is most familiar with the 'one reed crossing the river', which is the Venerable Venerable!

But in this world, there has been no Venerable Transformation for hundreds of years.

Even during the outbreak of national art in 1900~1920, among the group of amazing and brilliant grandmasters who appeared, there was not a single Venerable of Transformation Strength!

And Xiao Yan's uncle shouted like this, and the faces of Old Yang and Master Li became more and more ugly.

Just the Dark Power Grandmaster can beat the invincible opponents all over the world.

If there is really a Sect Master, I'm afraid that all the people here will not be able to abuse each other with a finger.

Only Ye Qiu saw the doorway, shook his head, and smiled.

It turned out to be just a martial artist with great strength.

It's just that this Master Feng is quite clever, and he used some small tricks to use his extremely fast speed to keep himself above his knees and on the water.

This is a technique that anyone who knows well about water knows well.

He came at such a gallop that he looked like he was riding the waves, but he was actually swimming!

Swimming in a lake three or four meters deep, without swimming, to keep your body from sinking, it is natural to tread water with both feet.

Treading water, I believe that anyone who can swim will.

Some people can do it and bring the entire upper body to the surface; And some people can only show their chest, or above their neck.

It all depends on how familiar the individual is with this technique.

And this Master Feng came by treading the waves, and it was actually this kind of technique that he used.

It's just that he is a master of Mingjin, and ordinary people can only do it at most, so that the entire upper body is exposed to the water, but he can do it above the knees.

Coupled with his fast speed, the sky is dark, and he quickly skimmed the lake all the way, which looks quite like the "light power floating on the water" in martial arts novels.

Although it is difficult to achieve his level, it is not necessary to be strong.

As long as you are a master of Mingjin and a little practice, you can do it.

Yang Jiahao's face was overjoyed, looking at the middle-aged man who was out of his mind and stepping on the waves, bowed down again, and shouted respectfully:

"Welcome Master Feng!"

Under everyone's horrified gaze, Master Feng stomped on the surface of the lake with his right foot.

In a stormy wave, no one except Ye Qiu noticed that he had waterproof plastic bags on his feet, which were shocked into powder by a dark force.

Perfectly deceived everyone except Ye Qiu.

I saw that under this stomping, Master Feng's figure jumped up and down, and he landed in the ring in a very chic manner.

He stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the bull warrior opposite, looked calm, and said in a flat tone: "Is this my opponent?" ”

The face of the Bull Warrior changed drastically.

This is the first time since his appearance that his face has changed.

This black warrior is a killing machine cultivated by ancient African tribes in a very cruel way.

Deprived of the five senses, and without any emotion, even in the face of the lions on the African savannah, he will not show a frightened look.

But today, at this moment, when he saw Master Feng coming on the waves, there was a rush of thoughts in his heart to turn around and run away!

It was purely his beast-like instinct, and when the beast encountered a strong enemy, it either surrendered or fled.

But he is not only a beast, but also a man, and as a brute bull warrior who represents the glory of the tribe, the idea of running away should never appear.

So he instantly extinguished that thought, roared, like a mad gorilla, and hammered his fists against his chest, indicating that he was ready.

"The ancient witch doctors of African tribes, warriors trained with secret arts?"

Master Feng glanced at him, immediately revealed his origin, nodded and said, "It's a little interesting, come on, let me see your catties." ”

He put his left hand behind him, and his right hand hooked the Bull Warrior, who had fallen into a state of rage.

The Wild Bull Warrior was really like a crazy rhino armored bull, and he slammed into the provocative Master Feng savagely!

The person in front of him may really have magical powers, but he is the strongest warrior of the tribe and the patron saint of all the clansmen, how can he allow others to be easily humiliated?

He roared, urging the secret method left by the tribal witch doctor, and the green tendons on his whole body appeared, and his skin instantly became shiny, as if wearing a layer of iron armor.

His body has skyrocketed, like a gorilla!

"What other secret methods do the ancient tribes have, let me see them all, let me see and understand!"

Master Feng nodded slightly, his eyes showing approval.

The well-informed uncle beside Xiao Yan was stunned and said, "This bull warrior is going to fight hard!"

As far as I know, this kind of witch doctor secret method can only be used five times in a lifetime, and each time it is used up, the strength will regress a lot, and after five times, there will be no doubt about death. ”

Xiao Yan stared at Master Feng in the field with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Not only her, but everyone's eyes were locked on Master Feng.

The brute bull let out a roar of rage and rushed towards it at great speed.

The speed of this blow is more than twice as fast as when he fought Wang Xiao before!

And that's not all, the power of his punch is like an overwhelming mountain, and the power is incredible.

All they heard was a crackling explosion in the air.

Wang Xiaozhan's already pale face turned a little paler at this time.

If this used this secret method in the first place, he was afraid that he would not even be able to block the first kick, and he would be kicked alive!

Everyone was waiting for Master Feng in the stands to deal with this crazy bull.

But he stood unexpectedly in place, motionless, without taking the initiative to attack, and had no intention of dodging.

It wasn't until his opponent's fist was about to come that he slowly raised his right hand and threw a punch as well.

This punch is unpretentious, and it is a straight punch that children can do.

"Click!"

The two fists collided, making a crisp bone cracking sound, and then everyone saw a black shadow fly out at great speed.

At his shoulder, a white broken bone was revealed, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

The two fought against each other, and the bull warriors were defeated!

But Master Feng didn't mean to keep his hand, his figure flashed, and he took the initiative to attack for the first time.

The bull warrior who flew out upside down had just landed, and immediately felt a murderous aura enveloping him.

At this moment, a trace of fear erupted in his eyes, and his dignity as a tribal warrior completely collapsed in the face of death!

He tried to escape, but the shadow of death was already looming.

The moment Master Feng landed, he had already bullied up, condescending, and a punch seemed to smash lightly into the face of the Brute Bull Warrior.

"Bang! Click! ”

The sound sounded like a heavy object falling to the ground.

The black figure flew out again, and in a puff of dust, it slammed down under the ring!

"Hiss......"

Everyone looked at it intently, and they couldn't help but gasp.

I saw this brute bull warrior, who was already dead, could not die anymore.

His head was like a smashed watermelon, his eyes burst open, and even the hardest skull was shattered.

The power of a punch is terrifying!

There was a deathly silence.

One by one, they looked at Master Feng with a breezy face in the ring.

He slowly took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood from his fist, while sneering lightly:

"Hehe, this is the so-called African tribal warrior? It's just vulnerable! ”