Full-time King

Chapter 2236 Tenglong Martial Arts School

Li Han, whose sleeping point was pressed, was still sleeping soundly. Ling Feng lay on the bed and began his routine practice.

The effect of practicing is much faster than simply sleeping in restoring energy and spirit. After an hour, Ling Feng had eliminated the day's fatigue.

The train pulled into the capital's station with a long whistle. Ling Feng put the luggage into the storage bag, glanced at Li Han who was still sleeping, laughed, and strode out of the station.

Not long after, the conductor found Li Han still sleeping and had to wake him up. Fortunately, the effect of the sleeping point had disappeared, otherwise the conductor would not have been able to wake him up. Fortunately, this was the terminal, otherwise Li Han would have missed his stop.

Li Han rubbed his eyes sleepily and suddenly became alert: "Where is the person on the other side?"

"I've already gotten off the bus."

After the conductor finished speaking, he shook his head and looked at the cans scattered all over the floor.

"It's really because of drinking that I slept so soundly." Li Han pounded the bed in annoyance.

Then he got up hurriedly, packed his luggage, and was about to run outside when he suddenly saw a sharp gap on the bed opposite him.

This gap aroused Li Han's vigilance. With his sharp eyesight, he could tell at a glance that the gap was brand new.

"Comrade, did anything strange happen last night? Like what happened in the first half of the night?"

The conductor looked at Li Han unkindly and said unhappily, "No, we arrived safely in the capital. As a policeman, do you still hope that something like this will happen?"

Li Han was still wearing his uniform at this time and shook his head awkwardly.

Li Han hurriedly pulled his luggage and walked outside. There were people coming and going outside the train station, so there was no way to find any trace of Ling Feng.

"Forget it, this mission has failed. Let's go to the city bureau first and see if we can find the other party through the ID card information."

In the capital, all hotel accommodations require identity card scanning so that people can know your whereabouts without you having to do anything. This is exactly what Li Han was thinking.

Ling Feng was sitting in a taxi at this time, driving leisurely towards the sect's base in the capital.

"Sir, most people don't know where the martial arts school you mentioned is. I mean, there is no place in Beijing that I don't know. Look at the Eight Great Hutongs and the embassy in the suburbs of Beijing..."

I have heard that the taxi drivers in Beijing are very talkative. As soon as Ling Feng got in the taxi, this guy started to talk nonstop about everything in Beijing, from the geographical features, to the cultural customs, to the national policies, and finally to the gossip about celebrities. He is a know-it-all, as if there is nothing he doesn't know.

Ling Feng just chatted with him intermittently, which actually encouraged his talkativeness. After all, there were few people with such a loyal listener.

"By the way, sir, you look young, you must have come from another place to help, right?" The taxi driver said with lingering feeling, and suddenly asked this question.

"Assist, what assist?"

Ling Feng asked casually, not taking it to heart at all.

"It's the Tenglong martial arts school you went to. I don't know who offended that martial arts school recently. People come to challenge the school every day, but they are all foreigners. Some are Taekwondo from the Korean country, Judo from the Sun Country, and Muay Thai from the Yin Yang Country. In short, it is quite annoying. The people of the Tenglong martial arts school are in trouble. They have fought back one wave after another. Many disciples have been injured. Many young people have signed up for the Tenglong martial arts school. Sir, those foreigners are too cruel. If you go to help, you must be careful."

The taxi driver quickly told Ling Feng what he had heard, and finally gave him a word of advice.

"Oh? I'm just seeking refuge with my relatives, not helping out."

Ling Feng smiled indifferently. Challenging Tenglong Martial Arts School? This is simply a joke. After all, this is the stronghold of a hidden sect of ancient martial artists. How could it be challenged by some ordinary people in the secular world with their fists and feet?

The taxi drove for about half an hour before arriving at the gate of Tenglong Martial Arts School.

There were two or three black sedans parked in front of the door, and more than a dozen other luxury cars. The originally spacious parking lot seemed a little crowded.

The taxi driver saw that something was not right, collected the fare, and disappeared without a trace.

There was a faint sound of noise in the martial arts hall.

The door was ajar. Ling Feng pushed it open without knocking.

The scene on the field made him slightly stunned.

There were about 70 to 80 people lying in a mess on the large martial arts training ground. They were not natives because of the clothes they were wearing. They were lying on the ground wailing non-stop, but there was no blood on the ground.

Ling Feng could tell at a glance that these people had internal injuries and would need at least a year and a half to recuperate.

In the center of the martial arts training hall, an old man with a gloomy face sat, and around him stood five or six people dressed in short clothes. Beside him stood about thirty or so disciples dressed in martial arts uniforms, led by an old man in his fifties, who was speaking to the old man in a low voice.

As soon as Ling Feng walked in, everyone's eyes fell on him.

"Is the person coming Ling Feng?"

The old man with a gloomy face asked loudly, looking at him unfriendlyly.

Ling Feng was alert. He felt a strong sense of threat from these people. Upon closer inspection, he found that the old man's face was 70% similar to Yuan Yang Mu Qing. He already understood what was going on.

"Yes, it is the junior!"

Ling Feng raised his fist and spoke loudly, his expression extremely calm, without the slightest fear.

"Well, it's true that heroes emerge from youth. Xiaole, clear the area and throw out the messy people. We don't need to let others hear our words." The old man with a gloomy face looked at Ling Feng for a while, laughed dryly, and then gave a light order to someone beside him.

A thin disciple beside him immediately bowed and accepted the order, then walked to the injured people who fell to the ground with a smile on his face.

With one hand each, these messy people from other countries were thrown out of the courtyard wall like flying clouds. The wall was more than three meters high, which showed that this skinny disciple was very strong.

Ling Feng's expression did not change, he could do the same thing. But when the sound of those people landing came, Ling Feng's expression finally became a little solemn.

The sound of them landing was almost inaudible, which showed that the disciple named Xiao Le had already reached a subtle level of control over his fighting spirit. In other words, with the same strength, the subtle level could allow for better exertion of power.

Xiao Le's movements were very fast, and he threw all these people away in a blink of an eye, and then walked towards the disciples of the martial arts school. Obviously, in his opinion, the messy people also included the disciples of these martial arts schools.

"Wait, Senior, these are all disciples of the martial arts school, just let them leave. It's no big deal for them to lose face, after all, they are also considered part of our sect, and it's not right to damage the harmony between our two families."

Ling Feng's face darkened, thinking that this was going to be a slap in the face, so he immediately spoke out to stop it.

"You are qualified to say this to me... I am Yuanyang Haoshi, you should know why I came to you, right? If you defeat him, I will give you this face, otherwise..."

All the fighting spirit burst out from Xiaole's body, reaching the peak of the Condensation Realm.

A powerful momentum rushed towards Ling Feng.

"Well, whatever you want."

Ling Feng lowered his eyelids and spoke without showing any emotion.

"Ok?"

Most people would rather be beaten to death than give in, but Ling Feng chose to retreat.

"Haha, interesting. Xiaole, please go back." Yuanyang Haoshi suddenly smiled and waved his hand at Xiaole.

The old man who led the martial arts hall immediately waved his hand at the disciples of the martial arts hall, and these disciples immediately scattered like beasts and birds. They had seen the terror of these people just now, and just one person walked out casually and defeated the challenger who had disturbed the martial arts hall for the past few days.

Although they wanted to stay and watch, their master had already given the order to leave. This matter was obviously not something they could participate in.

Only one young man stood there without moving. The old man glared at him, and he left unwillingly.

After everyone left, the old man walked up to Ling Feng and saluted in a serious manner: "Greetings, Young Sect Master."

"You must be Uncle Li, right? Master has told me about you. Let's send them away first, and then I'll tell you in detail." Ling Feng heard from his master that Uncle Li was an extremely old-fashioned person, and it could be seen from the way he saluted today.

The old man surnamed Li nodded and stood behind Ling Feng.

He is an outer disciple and is qualified to stand beside Ling Feng.

Yuan Yang Hao Shi also knew the reason and laughed grimly: "Young man, it seems that you should give me an explanation, right?"

Ling Feng asked back: "Senior, are you planning to bully the weak? We don't have many disciples in our sect, just me and my junior sister, and you won't be able to find my junior sister. If you kill me, you won't be able to have peace."

Ling Feng's attitude was unexpectedly tough, which gave Yuan Yang Hao Shi a headache. Not to mention that his purpose of this trip was not to kill Ling Feng, even if it was, he had to consider Ling Feng's master. If Ling Feng's master knew that he died at the hands of Yuan Yang Sect, then Yuan Yang Sect would not be able to rest in peace.

As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. A crazy ancient martial artist is a headache for even the big sects. After all, there are many disciples of low strength in Yuanyang Sect.

"Hehe, my friend, you are joking. How can we old guys interfere in the affairs between you young people? The only reason I came here today is because I heard that my good-for-nothing son is in your hands."

Yuan Yang Hao Shi coughed dryly to hide his embarrassment.

"Who did you listen to?"

Ling Feng asked back, with disdain clearly evident in his eyes.

"It's my son's good friend Xiao Sheng from the Cen Feng faction! He wouldn't lie, would he?" Yuan Yang Hao Shi's eyes flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Ling Feng was certain that when Yuanyang Muqing was killed, no one saw it. After all, Xiao Sheng had already escaped with his servants at that time.

"Did he tell you the reason for our conflict?"

Ling Feng's tone was full of dissatisfaction, and everyone present could hear the anger in his voice.

Yuan Yang Hao Shi suppressed his anger and said, "I told you it was because of an ordinary woman. This time it was that useless son who was at fault. As long as you return him to us, we will let this matter go."

Ling Feng already knew why Yuanyang Muqing behaved so arrogantly and ignorantly. With a father like this who always protected his faults, it would be strange if he could become a humble gentleman.

"Yuanyang Muqing hasn't come back yet? I dare not harm the life of the young master of Yuanyang Sect." Ling Feng curled his lips and continued: "Although I was very angry at that time, I also knew who could be killed and who absolutely could not be killed. Otherwise, how could you think that Xiao Sheng, who was also at the peak of the Qi Hai realm, could be taken away by his servants? Maybe your son got lost? Who knows!"

Ling Feng shrugged and said without caring at all.

The veins on Yuanyang Haoshi's forehead bulged, and he asked in a deep voice: "My friend, are you serious?"

"It's true. It's truer than gold. Just over half an hour before the train stopped, if your son hadn't left, he would have been there."

Ling Feng was simply lying with his eyes open. Yuanyang Muqing's body was lying in his storage bag.

Yuan Yanghaoshi frowned, and after a while he said, "Let's go back and check the train route."

Ling Feng moved sideways to make way.

When Yuan Yang Hao Shi walked past him, he suddenly grabbed the storage bag on Ling Feng's waist with both hands, saying, "My dear friend, I am sorry for the offense. For the sake of your innocence, I have to do this!"

Ling Feng didn't react at all. By the time he reacted, Yuan Yang Hao Shi had forcibly wiped out the spiritual consciousness on the storage bag.

"Old man, are you going to rob me?"

Ling Feng roared in frustration.

Yuan Yang Hao Shi turned a deaf ear to him, and then threw the storage bag to Ling Feng: "Excuse me!"

After saying this, he walked outside without looking back.

Ling Feng's back was already wet with cold sweat.

The old man surnamed Li said indignantly: "This Yuanyang Sect is really going too far!"

Ling Feng agreed at the same time: "Yes, it's really too much, but what can we do?"

The old man surnamed Li heard the absent-mindedness in Ling Feng's words and felt a little confused.

"I'm tired and want to take a rest. Please excuse me, Uncle Li."

"Yes, Young Master, please follow me!"

It was not until he entered the bedroom that Ling Feng collapsed on the bed. He was only one step away from death.

It turned out that before getting off the train, Ling Feng had a sudden thought: could he sow discord between Yuanyang Sect and Cenfeng Sect? He immediately put the stolen things into Yuanyang Muqing's storage bag and put the storage bag into the suitcase.

In order to conceal the smell of this storage bag, he also consumed a piece of talisman paper that looked like a gadget of Yuanyang Muqing. Unexpectedly, this caution really saved his life.