Chapter Twenty-Three: Unparalleled Momentum
Lu Ming's actions had completely aroused the anger in Han Feng's heart. If it weren't for the fact that there were so many people present at the moment, he couldn't wait to stomp Lu Ming under his feet with one kick.
In Han Feng's heart, although Meng Xiong is his senior brother, the two are more like brothers and friends. In his previous life, Meng Xiong cultivated very hard, and his strength was not bad, but he never looked down on Han Feng, but often stood up for him. For this reason, he and Lu Ming also had many frictions in their previous lives. And in the end, Meng Xiong also died to protect Han Feng.
"Meng Xiong, I want you to know the fate of offending me, and see if you will meddle in the future. Lu Ming said fiercely.
Meng Xiong said angrily: "You, I want to duel with you!"
"No!"
Han Feng and the little fat man Duan Le shouted at the same time.
Meng Xiong's strength is far from Lu Ming's opponent, and there is absolutely no chance of winning the duel. When Meng Xiong said this, he was completely asking for his own death.
"Haha!" Lu Ming laughed loudly when he heard this, and then said with a contemptuous face: "You want to duel with me, and you are also worthy?"
Meng Xiong had never been so humiliated, and he was carried away by anger at this time, where could he care if he could beat the other party. At that moment, he shouted, "Are you afraid!"
Lu Ming's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly: "Joke, with your strength, I will also be afraid? Time and place, you choose! I will accompany you at any time." However, whether I will be dead or disabled at that time, I am no wonder. ”
"Meng Xiong, calm down!" Han Feng said in a low voice of persuasion.
"None of you should persuade me, even if I die, I can't let this dog look down on me!" Meng Xiong waved his hand to stop everyone from persuading, and said to Lu Ming: "Three days later, Houshan Bamboo Forest! Whoever doesn't arrive is a grandson." ”
Seeing Meng Xiong being so impulsive, Han Feng was also helpless in his heart. With his understanding of Meng Xiong, he knew that once this guy was stirred up to have a surname, what he said would not work. Seeing that the matter had come to this, Han Feng sighed slightly, his brows condensed, and he thought about how to help Meng Xiong tide over the difficulties in front of him.
"Okay! three days later, I hope you don't cry and beg for mercy!" Lu Ming sneered, and then left with the others.
But after taking two steps, he turned back and said, "Of course, if there are still any of you who are not convinced, you can come to me, and I will accompany you at any time." As for those wastes who can only test the master's head, I don't think I have the guts, so I think it's better to go back to his master's side as soon as possible to drink milk. I think her master is the best fit for this kind of thing. Haha!"
Lu Ming's last sentence was obviously aimed at Han Feng, and after Han Feng heard it, his face did not have much turmoil, but when he looked at Lu Ming, his eyes were cold. It's like looking at a dead man.
If Lu Ming was just targeting him just now, maybe he wouldn't be so angry, but when Lu Ming said Lin Yue, the anger in Han Feng's heart was uncontrollable, Lin Yue was like a reverse scale to Han Feng, anyone who dared to hurt Lin Yue, Han Feng would not let it go, even if it was insulting.
At this time, Meng Xiong over there had calmed down a little, and he also knew that he was a little impulsive just now. However, he did not regret this, in his opinion, as a martial artist, he must move forward, and if he retreats from the battle, he will forever lose the qualification to pursue the realm of martial arts.
This was not said by Meng Xiong himself, and he couldn't think of such a thing with his tenacious head, it was what his father had warned him when he had just cultivated Dou Qi.
Everyone had their own thoughts, and the morning passed quickly. Everyone left Xuantian Pavilion one after another, and Meng Xiong and the others walked out with dejected faces.
And when Lu Ming passed by Meng Xiong's side, he also gave the latter a look that wanted you to look good.
Han Feng followed behind Meng Xiong and the others, and when he saw the worried expressions on their faces, he didn't say anything, he already had a way in his heart, but it was not suitable to say it now.
However, Meng Xiong, as the person concerned, didn't care, but instead persuaded his companion next to him in a rough voice.
When a few people left Xuantian Pavilion, Han Feng saw Lin Yue standing there vividly, and when he saw Han Feng coming out, he beckoned to him.
Han Feng and Meng Xiong said hello and walked towards Lin Yue.
And when passing by Meng Xiong's side, Han Feng whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You come to the bamboo forest in the back mountain to find me at night, I have a way to help you defeat that Lu Ming, you must come!"
After speaking, under Meng Xiong's puzzled gaze, Han Feng walked straight towards Lin Yue.
"He said that he has a way to help me defeat Lu Ming? How is it possible, his fighting spirit is only the basic three grades. Meng Xiong didn't understand why Han Feng said this, but listening to Han Feng's confident tone, Meng Xiong was deeply infected, and thought about it, anyway, it's okay at night, just go and see what the hell Han Feng is doing. His intuition told him that Han Feng was not the kind of person who spoke his mouth.
Lin Yue called Han Feng to his side and asked, "Xiao Feng, I heard that you had a conflict with other disciples just now, what happened?"
When Han Feng saw Lin Yue asking about this, he was not surprised how she found out, Xuantian Pavilion was the most important place in Xuantian Sect, so naturally someone would guard it. Meng Xiong and Lu Ming made a lot of noise just now, and they would naturally be discovered, but fortunately, the two didn't really do it inside, otherwise they would definitely be punished.
The prohibition of private fighting in the Xuantian Pavilion was set by the sect master himself, and if a disciple violated it, he would be confined at least and expelled from the sect at worst. Thinking about it, the masters of Meng Xiong and Lu Ming had warned them earlier, so the two of them had not acted unscrupulously before.
"I met a new friend in it just now, and it was he who had a conflict with someone else, and I just stood aside," Han Feng explained simply. As for Lu Ming's insult to Lin Yue, he didn't mention it, he would use his own means to solve it.
Hearing that Han Feng didn't say this, Lin Yue was relieved, but she still said angrily: "You always make me scared, in the future, when I encounter such a thing, stay away, if those disciples dare to bully you, you will tell me." Don't be impulsive, you know?"
When Han Feng heard this, he didn't explain much, and nodded in agreement.
After that, Han Feng returned to his room and began to cultivate. waited until the evening before waking up, a day's cultivation, coupled with the help of the innate Dou Qi, Han Feng felt that the Dou Qi in his body was about to enter a bottleneck, and it seemed that in just a few days, he would be able to hit the basic nine grades.
After looking at the sky outside, I remembered what I had said to Meng Xiong in the morning, and knew that the time was almost up. With his understanding of Meng Xiong, he knew that Meng Xiong would definitely come to him, so he walked towards the back mountain bamboo forest.
Sure enough, when he arrived at the bamboo forest in the back mountain, Han Feng saw Meng Xiong standing in front of the bamboo forest at a glance.
After Meng Xiong went back today, he kept thinking about what Han Feng's words meant, although others had a tendon and couldn't stand the stimulation of impulsiveness, it didn't mean that he was a fool. Han Feng's strength on the surface is obviously only the basic third grade, which is considered to be the bottom among all the new disciples, even the timid Zhao Linlin is a little stronger than Han Feng, and the basic fourth grade of fighting spirit.
Of course, he had never looked down on anyone, otherwise he would not have taken the initiative to make friends after meeting Han Feng. It's just that he really can't figure out where Han Feng got the confidence to be able to say what he can say to defeat Lu Ming.
After thinking about it in the room for a long time, the more he thought about it, the more curious he became, seeing that the sky had not yet darkened, Meng Xiong, who really couldn't wait, came to the back mountain in advance, originally he wanted to go directly to Han Feng, but he was afraid that the other party was cultivating and it would be inconvenient to disturb him, so he gave up.
At this moment, finally seeing Han Feng coming, Meng Xiong couldn't wait to step forward and asked Han Feng, "Han Feng, what did you mean by what you said in the morning? Do you really have a way for me to defeat Lu Ming?"
Seeing Meng Xiong's eagerness, Han Feng smiled slightly and said, "Of course, why else did I ask you to come here?"
When Meng Xiong heard this, he was surprised and delighted, and shouted, "Really, then tell me quickly!"
Han Feng said with some seriousness: "If you want me to tell you, it's okay, but you have to promise me a condition, if you don't agree, it will be treated as if today's incident didn't happen." ”
"What conditions?" Meng Xiong asked in surprise.
"It's what happened tonight, and you can't tell anyone, not even your master. Han Feng said in a deep voice.
"That's it?"
Han Feng nodded and said, "That's right, can you agree." ”
Meng Xiong scratched his head, unable to understand why Han Feng was so mysterious, but he didn't think much about it and agreed without hesitation.
As for Meng Xiong, Han Feng's understanding of him in his previous life naturally knew that once he promised something, he would definitely keep his promise, so he didn't worry that he would betray himself.
So, Han Feng continued: "You fight with me now, and the rest will be talked about when the fight is over." ”
Seeing that Han Feng didn't seem to be joking, Meng Xiong was a little confused, and secretly said in his heart, what is Han Feng going to do?
Knowing the doubts in the other party's heart, Han Feng didn't explain, he snorted lightly and shouted, "Don't be distracted, otherwise be careful and suffer a loss." ”
Saying that, Han Feng rushed towards Meng Xiong first, the two were only a few steps apart, Han Feng came to Meng Xiong in the blink of an eye, and his fists came out together, smashing towards all the vital points of Meng Xiong's body.
Seeing this, Meng Xiong didn't understand why, but seeing that Han Feng was attacking his vital point, he hurriedly gathered his mind and tried his best to deal with it.
Han Feng didn't use his real strength at this time, and his fighting spirit was still pressed on the basic three grades, but his attack style changed his usual calm appearance, opening and closing, and every time he made a move, he gave Meng Xiong a feeling of suffocation.
After the two exchanged hands a few times, Meng Xiong became more and more frightened the more he fought, Han Feng's fighting spirit was obviously lower than his own, but every time he made a move, there was an indomitable momentum, as long as he relaxed a little, I believed that Han Feng's fist would fall on him unceremoniously.
After a few more moves, a cold sweat gradually broke out on Meng Xiong's forehead, and he was even more shocked in his heart, from the time the two of them had just started fighting until now, Han Feng's momentum had continued to increase, and he was almost out of breath. But it's clear that the other party's fighting spirit is still the basic three products, how can this be?
Han Feng saw that Meng Xiong was already a little overwhelmed, so he immediately forced Meng Xiong back with a punch, and at the same time, with the help of the anti-shock force, he quickly retreated backwards. The two fought before it stopped.
As soon as the two of them stopped, Meng Xiong couldn't stand anymore, sat on the ground with his buttocks, gasping for air. The battle just now was only a moment, but it felt as if a long time had passed. The momentum that Han Feng exuded just now was terrifying, like a fierce demonic beast.
At this moment, he still had palpitations, his eyes looked at Han Feng with some disbelief, he still didn't understand how he lost to the other party, the other party was obviously just the basic third grade!
Seeing Meng Xiong's shocked look, Han Feng just smiled, and was not in a hurry to explain, but stood quietly aside, waiting for Meng Xiong to recover.