Pushing forward and being invincible: starting from adding points in the dream

Chapter 117: Beg me on your knees, or prepare to die?
[Red Tiger Power: Flame (84%) +]

More than an hour later, in the quiet room of the martial arts hall.

Chen Feng calmed down, suppressed all distracting thoughts, and swallowed and digested the medicinal properties of the Yanyuan Pill.

Glancing away from the panel, he looked down at his legs.

The deep red power slowly appeared and completely covered the calf area.

"Not even close."

Two limit-breaking abilities were not enough to allow the Red Tiger Strength to break through to the Flame Steel level, but Chen Feng was not in a hurry.

He still has one Yanyuan Pill left, which will be enough if he takes it tomorrow and combines it with Breaking the Limit.

Immediately, he took out another white jade porcelain bottle and poured out the tendon-strengthening tiger bone pill.

Chew and swallow.

The core students outside the quiet room arrived on time, holding steel rods, a total of ten people.

"bring it on."

He took off his black shirt, revealing his rock-hard muscles.

Chen Feng once again lowered his waist and sat on the horse, visualizing the red tiger.

He doesn't care how turbulent the situation is, in the final analysis, he still needs sufficient strength.

Bang!
Suddenly, there was a muffled explosion, and iron rods fell one after another.

No matter how hard the core students around him attacked, he remained motionless, as if a gentle breeze was blowing on his face.

"Brother, is this the Flame Tiger School's martial arts gym?"

Outside the martial arts hall, two figures were walking along the street.

They are all tall and sturdy. The one speaking on the left is 1.85 meters tall, has a crew cut, looks to be around 22 or 23 years old, and wears a sleeveless grey sweatshirt.

The exposed arms were muscular, as if he had been exercising in the gym for years.

The person on the right is a little over 1.9 meters tall, wearing a loose blue sports jacket, with long hair covering his forehead.

Although he didn't show any muscles, his clothes were stretched out to make him look plump. He was carrying a black backpack with a sports water bottle on his back. He looked to be around 27 or 28 years old.

"Yes, this is the branch gym of Yanhuliu."

"The Yanhu School has a lot of influence in Nanjiang. They ranked 16th in the last Southern Martial Arts Conference. There are three True Meaning Masters in the school. So they are quite powerful."

The man with long messy hair spoke softly, pausing to look at the three-character sign of Yanwu Hall seven or eight meters away.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see some students punching and kicking and sweating in the practice room.

The young man in the hoodie was stunned when he heard this. He looked at the martial arts practice in the martial arts hall from afar and asked curiously, "Brother, didn't Master say that the Flame Tiger School was stronger than us before?"

"Why is it only ranked sixteenth now?"

"It's in decline. That was thirty years ago."

The man with the long shattered hair retracted his gaze, shook his head and sighed, "The Flame Tiger Style and the Flying Dragon Style are incompatible. When the dragon fights the tiger, one will lose."

"That's it."

The young man in the hoodie's face darkened when he heard this, and his original idea of ​​going in to spar with the other party was almost gone.

He doesn't like bullying.

"Although the Yanhu School has declined, it once produced a master, so it has a certain foundation."

"Especially in terms of strength, he is quite good at attacking and killing."

Seeing his thoughts, the man with long hair patted his shoulder and said with a smile while standing outside the martial arts hall:

"The Giant Elephant Technique requires a certain amount of external stimulation, and you are now facing the key to perfection."

"In my opinion, this might be your best stepping stone."

As soon as the words fell, the young man in hoodie took them to heart.

Without suggesting to change the place for training, he immediately took a step forward and planned to follow his brother inside.

blah blah blah!

Footsteps were heard.

However, there are people who are faster than them.

From a distance of seven or eight meters, you can see an old man and a young man walking into the martial arts hall.

Looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the first floor of the martial arts hall was in full view, and then there were sounds of sparring and visiting the hall.

"Interesting, he's actually from Songhe School."

The man with long messy hair's eyes flashed, and he quickly led the young man in the hoodie towards the martial arts hall.

"Songheliu, Jiang Yuan, please teach me from Yanhuliu!"

On the first floor of the martial arts hall, a loud voice landed on the ground.

Many ordinary people who came to the martial arts gym to work out and stood next to the bench press barbell equipment were slightly stunned.

"what's the situation?"

"It seems to be a sparring match. I remember that all martial arts schools are fond of this."

"No, this doesn't look like a sparring attitude. Why does it feel like you're here to challenge me?"

Amid the discussion, a martial arts coach in his mid-twenties frowned slightly.

While sending someone to notify the second floor, he walked forward with concentration and looked at the old man and the young man standing at the entrance of the martial arts hall.

The young man who gave the instruction seemed to be in his early twenties, with pigtails.

He was wearing a grey casual sports suit, his complexion was rosy, there was a hint of arrogance in his eyes, and he raised his chin slightly when he spoke.

The old man beside him was dressed in an ancient-style brocade robe with a white-feathered pine crane embroidered on it. He looked calm and said nothing.

"I am Xu Li from Yanhuliu. May I ask who this senior is?"

The martial arts coach came forward and saw at a glance that the old man was the real person in charge.

His expression was normal, but he felt a little unhappy in his heart.

Songhe-ryu is a martial arts school from Yongcheng next door, and its strength is quite strong.

The two factions have always kept to themselves, so it's fine for them to come to each other for a discussion, but it's really inappropriate to behave so rudely and make everyone aware of it and lose face.

However, glanced at him.

The old man remained silent, his expression indifferent.

The young man with pigtails at the side directly replied, "You are not worthy of knowing my master's name."

"Hurry up and call those of you who can fight to come out and practice with me."

The arrogant voice was unpleasant, especially since there were many outsiders around.

If we lose the momentum, what will happen to the three-character sign of Yanwu Hall?

The thought flashed through his mind, and he thought to himself that he was also a good practitioner of dirty fighting. The martial arts coach Xu Li suppressed his anger and immediately clasped his fists: "Please teach me."

"Yo, just you?"

Jiang Yuan, the young man with pigtails, sneered and looked around.

"It's okay if you try. Tell me where to fight."

"Let me make it clear to you, if anyone gets hurt or something gets broken, it's not my fault."

Suppressing his anger again, Xu Li gestured to the other party to go to the arena on the first floor.

It was originally a training ground for some Sanda students. It was about ten meters long and wide, occupying a large area.

Soon, the two of them walked away.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!
The sound of hurried footsteps rang out on the second floor of the martial arts hall.

The core students filed out one by one, led by their respective coaches.

There were dozens or even a hundred people, some standing at the handrails of the second-floor corridor, and some going directly down to the first floor and surrounding both sides of the wide venue.

Six coaches stood in the first row with different expressions.

As the strongest one standing in the center, Cao Tong's face darkened slightly. He could tell the origin of the old man in pine and crane robe at the door at a glance.

"It's Qian Changsong."

There was a coach next to him who had recently become a core disciple, and he had never seen or heard of this name.

But he soon got an explanation.

"An elder of Songhe School had reached the third level of Jin a long time ago."

Cao Tong had a serious expression on his face and felt a little uneasy.

The Third Elder is not in the martial arts hall today because he has something to do.

So the key is
"Where is the eldest brother?" He deliberately changed the address to avoid any embarrassment.

"Someone has been sent to notify them."

"it is good."

Feeling inexplicably relieved, Cao Tong turned his gaze to the arena.

Xu Li jumped up and landed right in the middle.

Jiang Yuan, the young man with pigtails, sneered, then he spread his wings in the air like a pine crane and landed steadily.

Cao Tong and others were shocked by this skill.

"The internal organs have been trained to perfection, I'm afraid it's time to enter the realm of strength."

His strength is not weak, but the key is that he is still very young, apparently only in his early twenties.

"There are so many people watching, what's going on? Are you trying to overpower them?"

Jiang Yuan looked at the people around him provocatively, and then took the initiative to attack.

Whoosh! !

The five fingers become claws, like a pine crane pecking at something.

The white light and powerful force covered it, and Xu Li concentrated on it.

Bang bang bang!
The two fought for several rounds, and soon... Bang!

A pine and crane appeared by the river, unexpectedly.

Xu Li flew backwards and fell off the stage.

"Junior Brother Xu!"

"Coach Xu!"

A coach and students came forward to help him. They saw that his face was pale and his clothes on his chest were torn to pieces by the force.

It was as if a pine crane had pecked through his flesh, with blood oozing out, his skin torn apart, and even his bones almost visible.

"I, I'm fine"

Coach Xu said helplessly with shame, Cao Tong's face was serious, and it could be seen that he had strong malice and his attack was extremely heavy.

While ordering people to send the other party to heal his wounds, he restrained his breath and wanted to go on stage to deal with it.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, no way."

"If the coach is only at this level, then I guess you guys are all mediocre as well."

Jiang Yuan stood on the stage and looked around at everyone with an arrogant and disdainful look, which made the faces of all the core students blush.

Wu Tian wanted to go on stage with an angry expression, but Pei Yue held him back tightly, knowing that he had not yet practiced his dirty tricks.

Lin Hao also frowned, and the next second.

"Don't waste any more time, next person, hurry up."

"If we lose again, I think we should stop calling it the Flame Tiger Style and just call it the Weak Cat Style."

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

Another sound of footsteps was heard, coming from the second floor of the martial arts hall.

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother!"

A core student came to his senses and shouted quickly.

In an instant, everyone looked over, including Cao Tong who was about to go on stage.

"Hey, there's also a senior brother?"

Jiang Yuan raised his eyes and looked at the man in black who was standing by the handrail on the second floor and was surrounded by core students.

Tall and burly, calm and subdued.

One looks down, the other looks up.

I felt that I couldn't see through it, but I thought to myself that after all, I had practiced the true teachings of the first level of internal strength from the sect.

Jiang Yuan's expression remained the same. He raised his chin and pointed his finger, continuing to provoke: "You seem to have some strength. What? Do you dare to come down and practice?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in Yanwu Hall looked at Chen Feng.

"Cao Tong."

He shouted in a low voice, but Chen Feng didn't move at all.

"exist!"

With a cold expression, Chen Feng ignored Jiang Yuan and said calmly: "Kill his mouth."

As soon as the words were spoken, the atmosphere fell silent.

The old man in crane robe standing at the door opened his eyes slightly and frowned, revealing a cold look.

But in contrast, Cao Tong looked excited and responded with a loud shout.

"Yes!"

Jump up without hesitation.

Boom!
A burly figure like an iron tower fell onto the stage, the ground shook, and Jiang Yuan came back to his senses.

underestimate me?

Wasted my mouth?
His expression was grim, and he suddenly burst into murderous aura. He raised his hand and burst out with great strength.

Whoosh! !

It was like a pine crane pecking at something, leaving behind an afterimage, and even the air burst into a sharp whistle.

But Cao Tong's expression remained unchanged, and Chen Feng on the second floor was also not worried.

Cao Tong was only one step away from a breakthrough and some time ago, he was rewarded with secret medicine and real skills because of himself.

Calculate the time, and then feel the breath that is infinitely close to entering the power
Boom! !

Fists collided with claws, the air shook, and Cao Tong showed a grim smile.

"Boy, I've been putting up with you for a long time!"

hum!
A light red force flowed, and most of the arm was wrapped in the force.

Make a fist, raise your elbow, and hit hard!

Bang! !

The two men faced each other with their fists and palms. Jiang Yuan's body swayed, and he stepped back to release the force and stabilize his body.

"You want to hurt me?"

With the same cold sneer, Jiang Yuan suddenly burst out with strength and raised his palm.

Bang bang bang bang!
Muffled sounds of fists and palms struck each other one after another, and the arms of the two men almost turned into afterimages, and only the white light and light red explosion could be seen.

Many core students looked nervous, and the ordinary fitness enthusiasts who were watching were already staring in shock.

"Brother, who do you think will win?"

Outside the French window at the door, a tall young man in a grey sweatshirt asked.

The man with long messy hair on the side looked at Cao Tong, only to see that the other party's strength was exploding like fire, as if he was about to break through the bottleneck.

"Hard to say."

"Oh?"

"The Flame Tiger School has a strong foundation. This core disciple is likely to break through to the Jin level."

After a pause, the man with long messy hair turned his head to look at the calm old man in crane robe.

"But if he breaks through and wins, he will defeat Jiang Yuan."

"After that, no one will be able to stop Qian Changsong in a duel."

The young man in the hoodie frowned when he heard this, feeling that there were too many twists and turns here.

Afterwards, everything happened as his senior brother had predicted.

Whoosh! !

The pine crane spreads its wings and flies and pecks in the air.

The blinding blow brought up a white light, but Cao Tong, who was as big as a giant tower, did not dodge and just laughed.

hum!
The internal organs' strength surged, suddenly covering both arms.

The level of strength he had longed for for many years finally broke through. He burst out with momentum, his eyes sparkled, and he suddenly punched out.

Jiang Yuan's face changed slightly and he was unable to retract his attack in time, so he had to change his claws into palms.

Bang! !

The figure retreated, slid a few steps on the ring, and hit the rope railing.

Cao Tong took advantage of the situation and rushed forward, determined to teach Chen Feng a lesson by insulting him as he had said.

"How brave!"

Suddenly, Qian Changsong in the audience seemed to have expected this.

There was a flash of cold light in his eyes, which disappeared in the next second. He soared into the air and was about to land on the stage.

Phew! !

A real white crane spreading its wings.

The afterimage lingered in the air and the cry of a crane was heard.

Everyone felt their eardrums vibrate, and the young man in the sweatshirt outside the window looked even more solemn.

Cao Tong felt a great sense of crisis and gritted his teeth to fight back.

Until, the next second.

Roar! ! !
The tiger roared and the martial arts hall shook.

A flash of crimson color appeared and the ground of the arena suddenly caved in.

Amidst the deafening explosion, the old man in the crane robe flew backwards and directly knocked over a piece of fitness equipment.

Bang, bang, bang! Wow!
The floor-to-ceiling window was just a hair's breadth away from the back, and his legs left two long trails on the ground.

His face turned pale and rust came out of his throat.

Qian Changsong stared at the burly young man in black standing in front of Cao Tong. He had never felt so shocked before.

"So you are so weak."

His tone was calm, and his right arm was raised and covered with deep red energy.

Chen Feng suppressed the entire audience like a huge mountain, and all eyes were focused on him.

He didn't even look at Jiang Yuan, who was standing so close to him, with a pale face and trembling body.

Looking down at Qian Changsong who was seven or eight meters away, he simply gave a choice in a low and calm voice.

"You can't even catch my palm."

"Tell me, should you kneel down and beg me, or prepare to die?"

　Thanks to brother depress2mad for the reward. I forgot to thank you yesterday, hehe.

　　The weather in my hometown has been hot and cold recently. Brothers, please take care of your health. I hope everyone is healthy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)