Han Xing took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and looked at Mu Feng with a hint of coldness in his eyes, he would never allow himself to lose to Mu Feng.

In front of so many people, if he was defeated by Mu Feng, he felt very embarrassed, and the last thing he could bear was that Mu Feng still seemed so calm and calm, and he didn't look a little struggling at all.

Han Xing calmed down, and his whole person exuded an aura that was very different from just now, and this momentum gave an invisible pressure to the young men present.

As a big family in Hongfeng Town, the Han family also has a certain background in martial arts. The reason why Han Xing came to the Red Maple Martial Arts Hall to practice martial arts was not that his family could not teach him martial arts, but because he wanted to learn from the strengths of other families.

Mu Feng noticed Han Xing's changes, his face became a little solemn, and he also felt a trace of pressure, obviously the opponent was going to fight hard.

Han Xing's body suddenly moved violently, and a punch slammed into Mu Feng's face.

This punch brought up a burst of wind-breaking sound, and its momentum was even stronger than the iron palm.

Hitting people without slapping them in the face, in this kind of competition, Han Xing not only did not have the slightest spare strength, but also started more ruthlessly, which was already a bit contrary to the principle of competition.

However, Meng Hu on the side did not stop it, he wanted to see how strong Mu Feng's strength was.

"Kaishan Fist!" Someone next to him recognized the martial arts used by Han Xing.

Kaishan Boxing, although it is the same as Tie Jinzhang is a middle-grade martial arts of the Yellow Rank, but in terms of power, it is even better.

However, Mu Feng's state of mind did not change much because of this. For Jiang Meng, Han Xing and others who practice a variety of martial arts, he has only one evaluation: greedy and chewy.

For martial artists in the body refining realm, martial arts under the Yellow Order are the most suitable. Because when you reach the Yellow Rank Middle Rank Martial Arts, you generally have to have the support of Xuan Li to exert your true power, otherwise there is no difference from the Yellow Rank Lower Rank Martial Arts.

There is no Xuan Power in the body of a Refining Realm martial artist, so he can't exert the true power of high-level martial arts at all, and if he doesn't pay attention, he will delay his own cultivation.

Although Mu Chengzhi mastered several martial arts, he only taught Mu Feng to practice willow boxing. Mu Feng is also extremely sensible, and he is not greedy for more speed, and begs his father to teach other martial arts.

"Willow-shaped fist, the wind blows the willows!"

In the face of Han Xing's ferocious punch, Mu Feng did not choose to hit it hard, but took advantage of the situation to use a willow-shaped fist to defuse Han Xing's offensive.

Although the grade of willow boxing is low, Mu Feng has a very deep understanding of it, and his grasp of the essence and essence of boxing is pleasing to the eye, so that Meng Hu, Yang Sheng and other masters are praised.

Han Xing's Kaishan Boxing, although the grade is slightly higher and the momentum is larger, but due to the limitation of his strength, he cannot fully exert the power that Kaishan Boxing should have.

Although Han Xing still didn't pose any substantial threat to Mu Feng, Mu Feng was not as relaxed and casual as before.

The figure in the center of the venue flickered, the wind broke through, and the two fought very fiercely.

The more the young man on the side looked at it, the more frightened he became, Han Xing's strength was obvious to everyone, but Mu Feng easily took all of Han Xing's attacks, and faintly gained the upper hand on the scene.

"Open the mountain fist, crack the green mountain!"

Han Xing's five fingers were clenched into fists, even the joints were crackling, and at that moment, his arm shook, his green tendons burst out, and his fist slammed towards Mu Feng.

Before the fist arrived, the fist wind came first, and Mu Feng's face was blown a little painful.

The liliang contained in this punch is huge, and if it is hit, it will definitely taste bad.

Mu Feng stared at Han Xing's fist coldly, and his keen perception reflected Han Xing's fist path and fist speed into his mind without omission.

"It's over!" Mu Feng said silently.

Through the fight just now, Mu Feng was also familiar with the routine of Kaishan Boxing, and noticed some flaws in Han Xing.

Kaishan boxing, a fierce boxing method, is intended to win with strength, while willow-shaped boxing is to overcome rigidity with softness, so it also takes some advantage in the boxing routine.

Looking at the enlarged fist in his eyes, Mu Feng leaned over slightly, and his left hand gently slapped on Han Xing's big arm.

Han Xing suddenly felt a sour and numb pain from his big arm into his brain, and his body stagnated slightly.

At this moment, Mu Feng's figure leaned up, and his fists staggered Han Xing's arms, and they were firmly imprinted on Han Xing's chest.

"Bang bang!"

Mu Feng's two punches were not small, Han Xing only felt a strong force coming from the opponent's fists, and his whole body flew upside down, falling two or three feet away, the pain in his entire chest was incomparable, and the punches were already a little numb.

This is still the mercy of Mu Feng's subordinates, if the two punches just now were exhausted, at least Han Xing's ribs would be broken. Meng Hu, Yang Sheng and others on the side also saw this clearly.

The young people who were watching took a breath, Mu Feng's strength was much stronger than they thought.

"Stop!"

Han Xing also wanted to rush up to compete with Mu Feng, but Meng Hu on the side stopped him.

"Master Meng, I can still fight. Han Xing glanced at Meng Hu and gritted his teeth and said.

"What are you fighting? Mu Feng has already shown mercy to his subordinates, otherwise you can still stand here? Meng Hu shouted and scolded, for Han Xing's performance today, he finally couldn't help but lose his temper.

Han Xing glared at Mu Feng and stepped aside with a grudge.

In addition to surprise and admiration, there was also a trace of awe in the eyes of the young people who threw themselves at Mu Feng.

Many of them had mocked Mu Feng a few months ago, but they didn't expect that in just three months, his cultivation had already caught up with them, and even his real strength had already caught up with them.

"Everyone also saw it just now, only by practicing hard can I quickly improve my strength like Mu Feng, and now I will practice it. ”

Meng Hu waved his hand, and several martial artists next to him returned to the practice ground with some teenagers to continue practicing.

"Feng'er, good performance. Meng Hu patted Mu Feng on the shoulder, just now he could also see that Mu Feng's true combat strength had already reached the peak of the mid-stage Great Perfection of the Body Refining Realm.

"Thank you Master Meng for your compliment. Mu Feng also scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"Listen to your father, don't you want to go back to the martial arts hall to practice?" Meng Hu suddenly asked.

"Master Meng, I'm used to practicing at home, I'm afraid of ...... when I come to the martial arts hall to practice," Mu Feng said with some embarrassment.

He now thinks that practicing martial arts in the martial arts hall is no longer of much help to his cultivation, and he also wants to practice more fire control techniques in the Luoxia Mountain Range. The secret of devouring the heart is resolutely not and cannot be exposed.

"Haha, it's okay, if you want to come, I'm always ready to welcome you. Meng Hu looked at Mu Feng's embarrassed appearance, waved his hand at him, and said with a smile.

Mu Feng also smiled gratefully at him, and his impression of Meng Hu was three points better.

Until he returned home, Mu Chengzhi, who had always been serious, had a faint smile on his face, and today Mu Feng greatly raised his face in the Red Maple Martial Arts Pavilion. He has also endured a lot of pressure over the years, and today he is finally raising his eyebrows.

"Feng'er, the way of martial arts is still very long, don't be complacent. When Mu Chengzhi returned home, he also advised.

"Got it, Dad, I'm sure I'll live up to your expectations. I'm going to practice. Mu Feng nodded, then went back to the room to change his clothes and practice in the courtyard.

Mu Chengzhi looked at the diligent figure in the courtyard, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.