Full-time King

Chapter 2239: Chariot Battle (Part )

Although the peak of Dark Power is equivalent to the peak strength of the Naqi Realm, the secrets of ancient warriors are not comparable to those of warriors. It is not a problem for Master Li to deal with him.

"I have taught many disciples over the years, and some of their methods are pretty good. Look at Xiaohu, he is also at the peak of Ming Jin. The reason why he didn't break through to An Jin is because I found that An Jin would make the tendons and veins tougher, and there would be no possibility of expansion, which would affect future training. The rest of the disciples, including the eldest disciple of my martial arts school, have also reached the level of An Jin, but as for whether he can hold the elixir, it is still an unknown."

Uncle Li pointed at each of his disciples and introduced them with a bit of complacency.

In fact, according to the size of the martial arts school, the number of disciples is more than 30, which is much less than those martial arts schools with hundreds or thousands of disciples. But each of them has achieved some success, which shows that Uncle Li is a person who values ​​quality over quantity.

Most other martial arts schools are run for the purpose of making money and will accept anyone who pays.

In this comparison, Tenglong Martial Arts School seems very different.

"There is no way forward. The road is blocked. What can you do even if you have achieved the elixir?" Ling Feng curled his lips. This is the sadness of a warrior. Even if you get the cultivation method of an ancient warrior, it is too late to change your practice.

"Master Li, there are eleven of us in total. Why don't you also select eleven people and fight in a round-robin format? The side with someone still standing at the end will be the winner. What do you think?"

Inujiro's group gathered together and discussed in low bird language for a long time, and finally decided on a battle plan.

To be fair, the opponent's average strength is similar to that of the people in Tenglong Martial Arts School, and they have Uncle Li, a powerful and mysterious person in the eyes of ordinary people, in charge. No matter how you look at it, their winning rate is over 80%.

"Okay! I agree!"

Uncle Li agreed to such a good thing without hesitation, but he didn't care at all. If it was a round-robin battle, he could completely deal with two to two and a half peak dark energy warriors by himself.

"Hehe, fists and feet have no eyes. I hope that if something happens to your people, you won't cause trouble for us." Inujiro smiled sinisterly, seeming very confident.

Ling Feng just felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Suddenly, his eyes swept over the other side's ronin, one, two, three... ten. There were obviously ten people on the other side, so how could there be eleven?

"Uncle Master, there are only ten people on the other side, but the number reported is eleven. You must be on guard against fraud. I can't find any trace of the eleventh person."

Ling Feng hesitated for a moment and did not say anything about the aura of the person in the coffin. With such an aura, even if he took two more steps, he might die, not to mention fighting. Speaking of fighting would only make people feel like a joke.

Uncle Li pondered for a moment and said, "It's okay. There are only a handful of martial arts masters who have reached the Baodan realm in this world. They are all studying how to break through the Baodan realm and will not take action easily. Even if there are one or two more martial artists with the strength of the peak of dark energy, the martial arts hall can handle it."

"How about this, Uncle Master, add my name in as well, and put it at the end. This way, if something happens, I can legitimately intervene."

Ling Feng actually doesn't care whether it's justified or not, but Old Man Li is obviously a stubborn person. He cares about this, and Ling Feng is willing to give him this face.

"This... is fine." Uncle Li nodded in agreement. He had no reason to disagree.

The list was quickly decided, and a total of nine people appeared in front of Ling Feng. The leader was Li Hu, and among them there was even a boy of about thirteen or fourteen.

Ling Feng did not say anything. Uncle Li was a steady man, and his arrangements would not have such obvious omissions. Ling Feng could not help but look at the boy one more time.

However, this bone is difficult to see with the naked eye except by touching it, at least not with Ling Feng's current strength.

Warriors are not ancient warriors. Ancient warriors can judge their strength by the thickness of their fighting spirit. A warrior's strength is all in his physical body. If you can't see through it with your eyes, it's really hard to tell.

"Ah Hu, you'll be the first to fight!"

Uncle Li glanced at his son and said calmly.

The gap between warriors is not as big as imagined. Even if a warrior at the peak of dark energy fights a warrior at the peak of bright energy, it is difficult to kill him with one strike. Therefore, he is very confident in letting his son fight.

"Yes!"

There was a flash of excitement in Li Hu's eyes. When he knew Ling Feng's true identity, he felt that this was a good opportunity to show off.

At least, if Ling Feng said a few nice words, his stubborn father would no longer insist on his pedantic ideas.

The other party doesn't need to prepare, or has already been prepared.

The first one to go into battle was actually Inujiro.

Speaking of Inujiro's strength, in addition to certain business skills, he does have some. It is not easy for a foreigner to gain a foothold in the capital.

When he saw Li Hu, the first one to go into battle, relief was evident on his face.

Li Hu often represents Tenglong Martial Arts School. In terms of popularity, he is much more famous than Director Li in the martial arts circle.

"Inoue Inujiro, please teach me!"

Inujiro performed a karate salute in a serious manner.

"Li Hu, please!" Li Hu said lightly, then took a stance and waved to Inujiro.

Ling Feng was sitting there and heard Inujiro's name, and he chuckled: "The names of people from this island country are really weird, Inoue, haha..."

"I heard that their ancestors originally had no names, and they gave their children names based on where they were born. For example, Inoue, Watanabe, Yamada, and other barbarians." Uncle Li thought for a moment and answered seriously.

Although the two people spoke in low voices, everyone present had sharp ears and eyes, and when they heard the conversation between the two people, they all burst into laughter, sweeping away the tense atmosphere of hostility.

Inujiro was concentrating on watching Li Hu's weakness, but when he heard this conversation, he immediately became furious and shouted angrily: "Baka! He's dead!"

good chance!

Li Hu's half-closed eyes lit up, and a flaw naturally appeared when Inujiro was angry!

But Li Hu's body was like a tiger descending from the mountain, and he suddenly leaped forward!

The two men were originally five meters apart. In the blink of an eye, Li Hu came to Inu Jiro's side, changed his palm into a claw, and punched Inu Jiro in the chest!

Inujiro took three steps back before he could steady himself, and his face suddenly lost all color.

"Hey!"

Li Hu succeeded in his attack and his momentum became even stronger!

He didn't give Inujiro any chance to catch his breath, and strode forward again, his fists as fast as lightning, hitting Inujiro one after another.

After all, Inujiro is the director of a martial arts school and he is quite capable. Of course he won't fail so easily!

All the joints of Inujiro's body made dull sounds. He raised his arm to protect his chest, and with his other hand he raised a knife and chopped towards Li Hu's waist in a concealed manner.

"Hey, Thunder Sound Tiger Leopard?"

Uncle Li said this with a hint of surprise.

Ling Feng didn't know much about warriors, or he didn't care much about them at all. The name "Thunder Tiger Leopard" was quite impressive, so he asked, "Uncle Master, what..."

"Uncle Master, what is the Thunder Sound Tiger and Leopard?"

"This Thunder Sound Tiger Leopard is a sign of cultivating to the Dark Power. I didn't expect that the island owner is quite capable. This Inu Erlang has a good physique and is not very old. He will be able to reach the peak of the Dark Power in about ten years."

Uncle Master Li is a very traditional Long countryman. He looks down upon the cultivation methods of other countries, not to mention the martial artists who are one level lower than the ancient martial artists.

"So, Li Hu is in danger? It seems to me that the difference between the two is not much. Li Hu should be able to win." Ling Feng's eyesight is also very sharp. He saw that Li Hu clearly had the upper hand. Could it be that this warrior can also challenge a warrior of a higher level?

"No! Although Li Hu is at the peak of Ming Jin, he has experience fighting against An Jin warriors. It has not been long since Inujiro was promoted to An Jin, and his realm is not stable. My son should have no problem winning this battle."

Although Uncle Li is old-fashioned, he is pleased that his son is able to perform well.

Sure enough, when Li Hu saw that Inujiro was at the level of dark power, he did not panic at all, but increased the strength of his punches and kicks.

The beating only made Inujiro roar in anger and he kept retreating. If nothing unexpected happened, failure was only a matter of time.

No matter how tight the defense is, there will be moments of negligence.

Finally, Li Hu's continuous attacks accumulated little bit of advantage into victory. After a heavy kick, Inujiro was unable to resist and his chest was wide open.

Li Hu's inch punch suddenly launched!

collapse!

Li Hu did not hold back at all in this punch. He was annoyed at Inujiro for being too ruthless. As for the plaque, anyone from Dragon Country would want to tear him apart alive.

Inujiro's body flew into the air, flew backwards two or three meters, and fell heavily to the ground, staining the ground in front of him blood red.

"Your Excellency, are you still not admitting defeat?"

Li Hu frowned and looked at Inujiro, who climbed up shakily, as if a stronger wind would blow him down. He was very aware of the power of his punch, and Inujiro's internal organs must have been seriously injured.

"Baga, the spirit of a warrior will not be tarnished by me. I can still fight!"

Inujiro's eyes were red, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Li Hu with a ferocious expression.

"Okay, I'll help you then!" Li Hu saw this and walked slowly step by step. This cautious attitude could prevent the opponent from making a final blow. Everyone knows how powerful a trapped beast is. This was a round-robin battle, and Li Hu wanted to save his energy for the next battle.

"The islanders have a strong fighting spirit."

Uncle Li rarely praised the Japanese.

Ling Feng yawned in boredom. In his eyes, such a battle was like a fight between children. It was really hard for him to get excited. He thought of the performance of the Sun Countrymen in modern history and immediately replied, "Yes, yes. Once the second pole is in high spirits, nine oxen can't pull it back."

When the people around heard this, they laughed again. If you think about it carefully, it is true that it is a two-pronged spirit.

The Sun Country has a small territory and a large population, so the pressure of survival is very high. In addition, it faces natural disasters such as tsunamis and earthquakes all year round. Without a stubborn spirit, it is really impossible to survive in that land.

Inujiro's heavy breathing gradually calmed down. Li Hu had already reached his attack range. He raised his foot and kicked Inujiro's head with a whistling sound. This kick would at least cause a concussion.

A cold light flashed in Inujiro's eyes, his sleeves trembled, and a flash of light suddenly appeared in his hands.

"careful!"

Ling Feng's voice suddenly came into Li Hu's ears.

Li Hu's heart trembled, and he retracted two levels of his full strength.

Inujiro took a step back lightly, and Li Hu felt a sharp pain in his leg.

"mean!"

"Shameless!"

The people in the field started to shout and curse. They saw that there were seven or eight pentagonal darts stuck in Li Hu's legs.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the field was very excited and the round-robin battle was about to turn into a group fight.

"Hehe, our martial arts competition rules don't have any rules. Director Li, was there a rule about not using hidden weapons? Was there a rule about not using weapons? There are only rules about fists and feet being blind, and life and death being irrelevant!"

Inujiro spoke in high spirits, and with a flick of his sleeves, a soft sword appeared in his hand.

"This guy is really shameless to a certain extent!" Ling Feng shook his head. A victory was nothing. Ling Feng wanted to see what tricks Inujiro could come up with.

"We admit defeat in this round! Qiu Song, you go in the second round. Punches and kicks are blind, so you have to be careful."

Uncle Li stood up suddenly, and Li Hu was no longer able to fight. His leg was injured, and the opponent still had a weapon in his hand. If the fight continued, Li Hu would be in real danger.

Li Hu stiffened his neck as if he wanted to say something, but Uncle Li glared at him fiercely. Perhaps because of his father's long-standing prestige, and considering that he couldn't offend his father in this situation, Li Hu limped over.

Ling Feng took a look at his wound. The pentagonal dart was inserted very deep and bright red blood was flowing out.

"Not bad, Ergan still has some brains. He wasn't poisoned. He will be fine after resting for two or three days. Take this pill internally." Ling Feng fumbled in his arms for a few times, took out a pill from the storage bag, flicked his fingers, and sent it directly into Li Hu's mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, and Li Hu felt a warm current flowing down his throat. After a few breaths, a tingling sensation came from the wound.

"You bastard boy, you didn't pay full attention during the competition, and you didn't even thank the young master. These pills are rare in the secular world."

As Uncle Li said this, he leaned over to look at the wound, then he put two fingers together and pinched it, and the darts fell to the ground with a clink.

"Hehe, thank you, senior brother!" Li Hu smiled foolishly.

As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. The dart just now had pierced the tendons in his leg. It would take two or three days to heal. It was simply a miracle.