Chapter Eighty-Eight: Le Ming
"Who are you?" asked the handsome young man as he stared at Ling Yifeng!
"Wouldn't you report your home before asking for someone's name?" Ling Yifeng replied coldly.
"Hmph, you're not qualified to know!" said the handsome young man with a proud face!
"Why, is it difficult to say it? If you are afraid that it will pollute my ears if you say it, you should not say it well!" Ling Yifeng sneered coldly.
"Are you from Shize City's Lejia, aren't you!" Liu Zilin, who was on the side, suddenly spoke.
"Oh, did you recognize me?" the handsome young man smiled at Liu Zilin and said, "That's right, I'm Le Ming, the third young master of the Le family." Since you know our Lejia, you should know that in our eyes, even the so-called four major families in your small city, as long as we are willing, we can easily flatten them!"
Shize is the largest central city in the southwest of the Tianluo Empire, and it far surpasses this small city in terms of area, economy, and strength. If Ishizawa City is just an ordinary city, then this Luoyu City is probably not even a small town!
"So, follow me, what are you not satisfied with?"
"You...... Hmph!" Liu Zilin was angry, but she was helpless.
"Oh, it turned out to be the noble son of a big family!" Ling Yifeng scoffed at this, he didn't have the slightest affection for this kind of rich young master who was unscrupulous based on his family background.
However, he did hear that the big family of Shi Zecheng was by no means comparable to them, maybe this Le Ming's status in the Le family was not as high as he said, but if he really provoked such a terrible enemy, it would not be a good thing for his Ling family!
"Now that you know my identity, it's time to tell me your name!" Le Ming looked at Ling Yifeng and sneered gloomily.
Ling Yifeng couldn't help frowning slightly, looking at his appearance, nine times out of ten, he wanted to take revenge on himself later, if he told him, the Ling family would probably have endless trouble in the future!
"What's the matter, don't you dare to say it, now you know you're scared?" Le Ming laughed out loud, and then said with a cold expression: "With your ability, I think that I won't be nameless in this Luoyu City, even if you don't say it, I will easily investigate your details soon! At that time, I will let your whole family stay alone, and you will understand what a big mistake you made today!"
Hearing Le Ming's threat, a chill appeared in Ling Yifeng's eyes. He couldn't confirm whether the other party really had such ability, but with this kind of cynical playboy character, as long as he had this ability, Ling Yifeng believed that he could do this kind of thing!
"You might as well think about how to get out of here safely!" Ling Yifeng's cold tone had a hint of murderous intent in it.
Ling Yifeng was really angry this time, such a playboy not only dared to rob a girl from a good family on the street, but also relied on his family background to threaten to destroy his whole family by drawing a knife to help someone who saw injustice!
"What, boy, why do you still want to keep me?" Na Le Ming felt the other party's unkindness, he looked at the young man's eyes, and a chill surged inexplicably in his heart.
This is just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, no matter how talented he is, he will definitely not be my opponent in the middle stage of the Spirit Yuan Realm! Le Ming thought to himself in his heart, he turned his eyes to look at his group of subordinates, who were still standing there stupidly and indifferent, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed, he shouted: "You guys, why are you still stupid......
Before he finished speaking, Ling Yifeng's fist full of fiery spiritual power had already swept from his right cheek, Ling Yifeng couldn't let those few people in the Phantom Spirit Formation break the formation too early, if he wanted to deal with so many people at the same time, he was not half sure at all!
"Bang!"
Ling Yifeng's fist seemed to have suddenly hit an iron plate, and when he looked closely, Le Ming pulled out a folding fan out of nowhere, and the open fan was as hard as a copper wall, which seemed to be extraordinary!
Shaking his fist that was a little numb, Ling Yifeng clenched his fist again and attacked towards Le Ming!
"Hmph, will you only use brute force?" Le Ming sneered disdainfully, but kept using the folding fan in his hand to resist Ling Yifeng's strong fist.
Ling Yifeng was not provoked by him at all, the more angry he was, the more he was able to calm down in his heart! This Le Ming's strength was about the same as him, and if he wanted to subdue him in a short period of time, he could only use the strongest attack by surprise. Ling Yifeng adjusted his state at the moment and used a complete set of "Red Flame Fist" methods!
Straight hit!
Bait!
Forward stab!
Right flat hook!
Leg sweep!
Top knee!
......
This set of punches was played by Ling Yifeng like a stream, without a little jerky, Le Ming blocked left and right, but he was struggling to know the attack position of Ling Yifeng's next punch.
Another feature of this set of punches is that the user can stack the punch strength, the more the punch is used, the stronger the punch, just like a boulder rolling down from a mountain, the longer the time, the stronger the power, when the opponent finds that something is wrong, it will be difficult to counterattack! Of course, this requires a very high physical strength and physique of the boxer!
Ling Yifeng's set of punches did not leave a way back for him at all, and his moves were all indomitable attacks.
Offense instead of defense!
After Le Ming just blocked a punch, the next punch was immediately received, not giving him a chance to breathe and fight back.
Beads of sweat were already oozing from Le Ming's forehead, Ling Yifeng's fist seemed to be more powerful than a punch, and the fan made of crocodile rhino vertebrae in his hand was about to be overwhelmed, and there was a slight "click" from the fan bone!
"I can't continue to let him do it!"
Le Ming saw an opportunity, and at the moment when Ling Yifeng's fist just smashed into the fan, his wrist flipped violently and suppressed the punch. Taking advantage of this gap, he slammed his foot on the ground and jumped backwards five or six feet away.
Ling Yifeng reacted extremely quickly, and at the same time, he also followed his body forward, and it seemed that the two of them were moving in sync.
It's a pity that Le Ming landed first, his left leg was half arched, and his right leg took a small step back, and his eyes looking at Ling Yifeng suddenly showed a trace of cruel coldness.
I saw that Le Ming's hanging right palm was suddenly covered with a layer of dazzling blue spiritual power, which seemed to be tinged with a trace of coldness, and as his five fingers clenched, a dazzling blue ice ball condensed on his fist!
"Ice Dragon Bullet!"
Le Ming raised his head, the expression on his face became more and more hideous, and with a strong cold air on his fist, he struck straight towards Ling Yifeng.
Ling Yifeng's body was still in mid-air, and he suddenly felt a cold chill coming towards him. He couldn't dodge in the air anymore, and of course, he didn't even think about dodging!
"Red Flame Fist!"
Ling Yifeng let out a low cry in his heart, the strength of the Red Flame Fist had been accumulated to the extreme, and he saw that a blazing flame seemed to be burning on his right fist, smashing down towards Le Ming's head with a scorching heat wave!
"It's over, kid!" Looking at Ling Yifeng, who was overwhelmed, the hideous smile on Le Ming's face gradually expanded.
"Bang!"
The two fists collided, with a strong wind, from the point of contact between the two people scattered in all directions, and a huge crashing sound, accompanied by a burst of "hiss" sound like ice water poured on the flames, sounded in the center of the collision between the two.
Even though they were separated by a long distance, the surrounding people also felt the aftermath of the spiritual power that spilled from it.
After a brief moment of contact, the two each took a few steps backwards.
Ling Yifeng's sleeve was only half of it, he held his arm and gritted his teeth, and then twisted his arm fiercely, only to hear the "click", his expression gradually calmed down.
"Brother Feng!"
"Yifeng!"
Ling Yu and Liu Zilin were about to step forward to investigate his injuries almost at the same time, but they were stopped by Ling Yifeng waving his hand!
"Big brother!"
After hearing this shout, Na Le Ming finally couldn't hold it anymore, his frightened eyes widened and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and with the shaking of his body, he finally fell to the ground, I don't know if he was dead or alive!