"Be responsible for your survival!" Liu Feng repeated this word, and then turned to look at Master Huang.

At this time, Master Huang unexpectedly showed up in front of Liu Feng. When Liu Feng was talking to Wu Xiao just now, he was still several meters away from him. Judging from the speed and the ability to move without a sound, one could see that Master Huang's power was absolutely not weak.

Bang!

No exaggeration, almost at the same time, two fists of the two men collided and made a loud noise in the middle of the night on the top of the mountain.

Then, the two stepped back simultaneously. Liu Feng took three and a half steps back while Master Huang took five steps back.

Then Liu Feng lowered his left arm and reached out his right arm to make a move, but his feet didn't seem to move at all. And Liu Feng had already pursued and attacked to Master Huang's front. With his right arm straightened, his hand went directly at Master Huang's throat with the Sky-penetrating Palm of the Eight Diagrams Palm in traditional martial arts.

"How sharp!" Master Huang made Liu Feng a compliment at this time, and then his body tilted to the left. His bodily movement was so fast that it reached its acme. The most important thing was that between the movements, his feet really did not make any sound, which was very strange.

Although Master Huang was fast, Liu Feng was faster. Just as Master Huang dodged Liu Feng's Sky-penetrating palm, Liu Feng's left hand that was lowered suddenly swung to the left and cut to Master Huang's neck with an edge-hand blow.

Dam*!

Master Huang was shocked, and he screamed. He was really shocked because Liu Feng's move was too fast and the timing was too accurate.

Master Huang's feet even started thrusting against the ground, and his body leaned back nearly 45 degrees.

Even so, when he steadied his posture, he still got a blood-red scratch on the skin at his throat.

Liu Feng did not pursue anymore. He raised his left hand, looked at the tip of his middle finger, and said helplessly, "D*mn, I forgot to trim my nails these days. Or to say, if I had left my nails longer, that move would have killed you!"

With these words, Liu Feng also raised his middle finger toward Master Huang at his convenience. Liu Feng's expression seemed to be saying, "Look, am I right?"

Although Master Huang's whole body was in a cold sweat at this time, he still scolded in his mind, "The h.e.l.l you are right? You b*stard dared to give me the middle finger, do you want to die?"

At the same time, Wu Xiao, as a witness, also flashed a bright light in his eyes, and even couldn't help praising by saying, "What a sharp move, and what a wonderful tactic."

Hoo!

Master Huang took a deep breath and quickly adjusted his state. No, he didn't just take a deep breath but inhaled and exhaled with the inner martial power. After three breaths, Master Huang's hands turned obviously red, and even the white of his eyes was bloodshot.

At the same time, Liu Feng stepped forward and walked towards Master Huang. "You are very weak. With your strength, how dare you challenge me? Where did you get the courage? Or is it that you have lived long enough and really want to die?"

"Die your a.s.s!" Master Huang roared with anger, his hands held together to make the posture of wrestling and quickly rushed toward Liu Feng.

"You really want to die. A good person like me should help you." Liu Feng also held the fists to make a posture of modern fighting and went at Master Huang.

The two men's fighting style this time was not fancy at all. The straight hook boxing combination was not as pleasing as the Chinese traditional martial arts moves, but it was extremely practical and extremely fierce. Their fists and arms collided with each other from time to time, making a banging sounds as if every fist were hit right in the flesh.

That was not over yet. After the two men fought against each other with the fist position, they started using the leg technique.

Liu Feng took the lead in the attack with low whipping, middle kick, high side kick, turn around and then thrust with hitting the knee.

Master Huang did not show weakness either, leg whipping, double fan kick, and he even used the ferocious flying knee in Thai boxing method.

The two men fought like forging iron for nearly three minutes. Judging from the rules of modern fighting, the two men just finished one round.

Three minutes later, the two men stepped back at the same time.

Liu Feng still kept his hands up with a fighting posture, and his face looked very relaxed.

But Master Huang was a bit miserable. The sleeves on his arms were all shattered by internal strength. His pants were long on one side and short on the other, and even blood oozed from his mouth and nostrils.

At this time, he had lost even the slightest appearance of being a high-cla.s.s master from a super large family. He was not much better than a beggar.

"Can you still fight?" Liu Feng said with a smile, "By the way, it's useless for you to say that you can't fight, because you said when you posted it to me, this is a fight of life and death, right?"

Hoo!

Master Huang took another deep breath. At this time, one of his hands seemed to be unable to lift. If one looked carefully, the skin on his hands was already covered with tiny cracks. Even blood was dripping down through the tip of his fingers.

"Liu Feng, do you know my ident.i.ty? I am the eldest son of the Huang Family in the capital, the eldest son of the third generation of Huang Family, and the future heir designated by the elder."

Master Huang remained calm in the face of Liu Feng's threat. Although he was using his ident.i.ty to oppress others, he gave others the feeling that he restored to something. "I must remind you that if you really kill me, you will definitely not survive for three days. Of course, you may not really have the ability to kill me."

"I really want to try!"

Liu Feng's mouth showed a confident and mocking smile. "I want to try if I have the ability to kill you. I also want to try, after killing you, the youngest master of the Huang Family in the capital city, whether I can survive for three days or not. I am very confident about my survival ability!"

With this sentence, Liu Feng once again stepped towards Master Huang.

Master Huang's eyes flashed a ruthless color, and at the same time, his bleeding hands stretched backward. Then he pulled out two sharp knives from the waist and fought back to Liu Feng quickly.

The light of the moving knives under the moon drew two silk-like cold l.u.s.ters. No matter how Liu Feng attacked, Master Huang would wave his knives fiercely towards Liu Feng. He wanted to exhaust Liu Feng to death by injuring him.

However, Liu Feng certainly wouldn't let him injure him. After testing him with two moves, Liu Feng suddenly changed his posture and started using the footwork of Tai Ji Eight Diagrams. With a flexible and elegant posture, he moved through the knife light with skill and ease.

While fighting, Liu Feng also commented, "That's slow. Your knife method is too slow. I could see that you haven't been given directions by a good master."

Dam*!

Master Huang wanted to curse, "I was sent into Poison Martial Group by my family elders since childhood and followed three masters to learn skills, you dare to say that I hadn't had a good master to give me directions."

Liu Feng seemed to have seen through Master Huang's mind and continued to say, "In my opinion, even if you get the direction, you did not learn well either. Not only your action is slow, but your knife method is also very rough."

Dam*!

Master Huang got even angrier. "My knife method is rough? Among my peers, there's no one whose knife method is better than mine. Even the three masters of mine praised how good my knife method is. I am already way better than my peers, okay?"

Liu Feng continued, "The most important thing is that your posture is also not good. It even makes your whole movement a little stiff. Obviously, your basic skills of stretching tendons and pulling bones are not well-practiced."

"s.h.i.+*"

All martial arts pract.i.tioners knew that the skills of stretching tendons and pulling bones were the most basic flexibility training. If one's basic skills were not good, how could he reach Master Huang's level?

"I have also discovered that your inner power is not pure. Your breath is not long enough. And your internal strength is unstable. Oh..."

Liu Feng said as if he had suddenly discovered a new continent, "I see. You did not achieve the level of force dispersing with your own effort but the help of the elders and some unique medicine and food in some traditional martial arts groups, did you?"

When Master Huang heard Liu Feng's words, his offensive suddenly slowed for half a beat, which made him got mercilessly hit in his stomach by a bigfoot of 43 yards.

Bang!

With a sound of bang, Master Huang flew backward with a bounce as if he were on a jet plane. And in midair, a big mouth of blood squirted out of his mouth and nostrils.

"Sure enough."

Liu Feng said with a smile, "My d*mn martial uncle once told me that there are some chair-warmer martial arts groups, they like to improve their strengths through some crooked ways. Seen from the outside, these people are powerful. But in fact, they are a bunch of losers. I bet that you are one of them. I say, is there anyone else in the earth could be so outstanding like me? I have achieved the force dispersing level at such a young age!"

Ah-poof!

Master Huang, who fell on the ground, squirted a mouthful of blood again. At this time, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were a bit dull. Obviously, he had suffered a serious injury.

"Your... martial uncle, who is it?" At this moment, Master Huang felt very unreconciled. He had never felt afraid of anyone in terms of martial arts since he grew up. In the whole capital, among the experts who were under 30 years old, only Lu Yan from the Lu Family was on the same level as him. But in Master Huang's opinions, Lu Yan was still weaker than him.

But today, Liu Feng actually defeated him with non-fancy actual strength. What was more hateful was, Liu Feng mentioned his martial uncle, which meant that Liu Feng also belonged to a martial group, or to say, he might have really got himself in trouble.

"My martial uncle, that old and lousy man, his name is..." Liu Feng said with a smile, "Anyway, you are dying soon, it's okay for me to tell you, my martial uncle hasn't shown up for decades, you might not have heard his name, his name is Liu Jinglong.

"Liu Jinglong!"

Master Huang repeated these three words as if he were carefully searching for the information of this name in his memory, but he really couldn't figure out who Liu Jinglong was.

However, Wu Xiao, who was sitting in the distance as a witness, an extremely strange light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Liu Feng, you said that your martial uncle is Jinglong?"

Wu Xiao stood up and walked to Liu Feng's side and asked with a very solemn tone, "I see that your breath was deep and long. Although you are young, your cultivation of martial arts has reached force dispersing level. Plus your martial uncle... You remind me of someone. Or to say, I have guessed who your master is."

"Who do I remind you of, Predecessor Wu Xiao?" Liu Feng asked with a smile.

Wu Xiao said, "If I have not guessed wrong, your master should be Mr. Sheng Yang, who was once the best martial artist in China and the youngest Budo master?"

Sheng Yang!

After hearing that name, Master Huang was so shocked that he squirted out a mouthful of blood again. That name belonged to a grandmaster in the whole martial field in China, an invincible grandmaster.