Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Young man from the Lu family, it's not that your strength has increased again, but that this boy is really just a nobody. Even if his cultivation is all built up by piling up a large number of pills and spiritual fruits, he is really not worth much."

Inside the treasure basin, Gu Canyang also said jokingly, "However, the fact that a piece of trash with no talent for cultivation and a terrible foundation can forcibly advance to the sixth level of the Condensation Realm with the help of medicine shows that the foundation of the Tianxia Merchant Guild is not bad."

"I see."

Upon hearing this, Lu Feng understood immediately.

After all, Jia Chao has the backing of the Tianxia Merchant Guild, which is one of the top eighth-rank forces in the capital of Dongyun Kingdom. No matter how poor Jia Chao's talent and comprehension are, he can still break through his cultivation level by relying on a large amount of pill resources.

However, such cultivation methods are ultimately unorthodox and have an extremely unstable foundation, so they can't possibly harm Lu Feng at all.

"Zheng Qiudong, what are you standing there for?! Kill him for me!"

At this moment, Jia Chao also struggled to get up. His face was flushed red like Guan Yu's, and his eyes were full of murderous intent as he looked at Lu Feng opposite him. He was obviously furious.

Since leaving the Tianxia Merchants Group, this was the first time he had suffered such humiliation and blow. Lu Feng not only did not take him, the second young master of the Tianxia Merchants Group, seriously, but also dared to injure people in public. He was simply lawless!

"Your subordinate obeys!"

Faced with Jia Chao's angry order, Zheng Qiudong dared not delay and immediately leaped forward to block Lu Feng's retreat.

"Hey kid, where are you going!"

Zheng Qiudong clasped his hands together, his knuckles clashing together with a crisp cracking sound, and his eyes revealed a murderous intent.

Not to mention that Jia Chao is his master Jia Youqian's most beloved younger brother, just based on the fact that the other party is the second young master of the Tianxia Merchant Guild, he cannot easily let Lu Feng go.

If Lu Feng were to escape like this, it would not only be a slap in the face for Zheng Qiudong, but also severely damage the reputation of the Tianxia Merchant Guild behind him, making it difficult for them to maintain their foothold in the capital of Dongyun Kingdom!

"Oh?"

Seeing Zheng Qiudong suddenly appear and block his retreat, Lu Feng merely raised an eyebrow, remaining calm. "You want to come and die too?"

Although the other party has the support of the Tianxia Merchants Association, a mere eighth-rank power is no match for Lu Feng!

After all, Lu Feng had been fatherless since childhood and lost his mother at the age of eight. What hardships hadn't he endured since he was a child? Having spent many years mingling in the lower echelons of the martial arts world, he wasn't easily intimidated!

Moreover, the headquarters of the Tianxia Merchant Guild is far away in the capital of Dongyun Kingdom. As the saying goes, the emperor is far away and the sky is high. Even if Lu Feng kills Zheng Qiudong and the others here, it will not be so easy for them to seek revenge in the future.

"Arrogant fool, you're asking for death!"

Seeing that Lu Feng didn't take him seriously at all, Zheng Qiudong could no longer suppress his anger and immediately threw a punch at the former's face.

boom!

Almost instantly, Zheng Qiudong's fist struck Lu Feng, whipping up gusts of wind that seemed to tear the void apart, leaving everyone stunned!

"Well done!"

Faced with Zheng Qiudong's sudden attack, Lu Feng simply shouted and instead of retreating, he advanced, meeting the attack with a full-force palm strike.

Bang!

Click...!

In an instant, the two clashed fists and palms, creating a shockwave. Accompanied by a crisp sound of bones shattering, Lu Feng's face turned slightly pale, and his body was forced to retreat rapidly.

boom!

His body crashed heavily to the ground. Lu Feng's throat bobbed, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. At the same time, his left wrist was twisted up like a pretzel, clearly dislocated, and the injury was quite serious!

"Tch, what incredible physical strength...!"

Suppressing the intense pain in his left wrist, Lu Feng once again circulated his Yuan energy to heal his injury, and at the same time restored his dislocated left wrist. His face was slightly pale at this moment.

Although he withstood Zheng Qiudong's full-force punch head-on, he was still at a disadvantage in this exchange.

Clearly, Zheng Qiudong's strength is not only far superior to Jia Chao's, but also far beyond that of ordinary Qi Condensation Realm martial artists, comparable to a Qi Opening Realm expert!

"Hehe, this person is no ordinary cultivator, but a body-refining martial artist, so it's normal for him to have such physical strength."

At this moment, Gu Canyang's light laughter rang in my ears again, as if he had expected this scene.

"Body refining warrior?"

Lu Feng looked slightly surprised.

He had only ever heard of people cultivating Yuan Power to attain enlightenment and ascend to heaven, also known as cultivators. As for body-refining martial artists, this was the first time he had ever heard of them.

"Body-refining martial artists are different from ordinary cultivators. Although such martial artists also have the ability to expand their dantian and have the flow of yuan energy within their bodies, they do not use it often. Instead, they specialize in improving their physical strength."

Gu Canyang slowly explained again, "If I'm not mistaken, this person is a body-refining martial artist, and his physical strength should be comparable to that of a cultivator at the tenth level of the Qi Condensation Realm..."

"His physical strength is comparable to that of a cultivator at the tenth level of the Qi Condensation Realm?"

"Old Gu, this can't be right! That bastard's punch just now was incredibly powerful, almost on par with a second-level Qi Opening Realm expert. It almost crippled my left hand..."

Hearing this, Lu Feng was still somewhat puzzled.

"Hehe, that's because this person has a magical treasure that enhances his abilities."

Faced with Lu Feng's questioning, Gu Canyang smiled disdainfully and said indifferently, "Young man of the Lu family, did you see the string of peach wood prayer beads this person is wearing on his right wrist?"

"This Buddhist rosary is not an ordinary ornament, but a near-fourth-grade spiritual treasure containing boundless spiritual power of blood and qi. It can greatly enhance the wearer's physical strength and is even more suitable for body-refining martial artists."

"I see...."

Upon hearing this, Lu Feng suddenly understood. He gritted his teeth and thought, "Damn it, I thought this guy was capable, but he's just a piece of trash relying on the power of a spiritual treasure. There's nothing to be afraid of then!"

Although Zheng Qiudong possessed a near-fourth-grade spiritual treasure that could greatly increase his physical strength, making him comparable to a second-level expert in the Meridian Opening Realm, Lu Feng was no pushover either!

It's just a mere spiritual treasure, isn't it? Lu Feng naturally has one too, and in terms of both power and grade, it's much stronger than the string of peach wood prayer beads in Zheng Qiudong's hand!

As for Lu Feng's trump card, it was none other than the fourth-grade spiritual treasure, the Bloodthirsty Spear!

"You little brat, you think you can fight me with your pathetic skills?"

After injuring Lu Feng with a single punch, Zheng Qiudong did not press his advantage. Instead, he crossed his arms and looked at Lu Feng with disdain, as if he were a cat toying with a mouse, wanting to slowly torture him to death.

"Zheng Qiudong, what are you still bastardly talking about? Hurry up and kill this little beast!"

Not far away, Jia Chao was still shouting angrily. His killing intent toward Lu Feng had not diminished. He seemed to want to see the latter torn to pieces on the spot so that he could get rid of the hatred in his heart.

"Yes, very few!"

Seeing Jia Chao speak, Zheng Qiudong said no more. His aura surged again, and his entire body was enveloped in bursts of crimson light, as if the vast blood and qi within him had condensed into a tangible form, making people tremble at the sight.

"You want to kill your Grandpa Lu?"

Faced with Zheng Qiudong's murderous threat, Lu Feng merely smiled slightly. The next moment, he lightly touched his index finger ring with his right hand and immediately took out the Bloodthirsty Gun. "You'll probably have to wait until your next life...!"

hum!

With a buzzing sound, a crimson spear shadow pierced the sky and landed steadily in Lu Feng's right palm, simultaneously shattering the killing intent that permeated the secret room and causing it to dissipate without a trace!

"This is... a fourth-grade spiritual treasure?!"

Upon seeing Lu Feng brandish his weapon, Zheng Qiudong's expression changed slightly, becoming serious.

Because he could clearly sense a deadly aura emanating from the Bloodthirsty Spear, which was enough to show that the spear was of a high grade and could kill him!

Swish!

With his right hand gripping the Bloodthirsty Gun, Lu Feng swung it in a circle, his expression calm. The next moment, the spearhead was pointed directly at Zheng Qiudong, who was not far away. "Zheng, that was just a warm-up. Now the real fight begins..."