"Wow! Young man, you are so arrogant! Do you really want to fight against me?" Old Fu took one step back and made a gesture of initiating action with the white ape pile, looking straight at Liu Feng.

"Master, stop that! Today this..."

Wei Zixuan hurried forward and wanted to prevent his master, but he was slapped aside by Old Fu with a backhand, who then said aloud, "Everyone else, get back please. Today I have to teach a lesson to this young man who has an exaggerated opinion of his abilities."

The several leaders led by Old Dou of Technology University looked embarra.s.sed at this time. The players on the football team were even more dissatisfied.

"Everyone, get back please. I'd like to see how Mr. Fu, who has an exaggerated opinion of his abilities, teaches Liu Feng a lesson."

"Right. Everyone, get back please. I'm curious about it too!"

At this moment, the voices of Yang s.h.i.+wen and Xiaomin were suddenly heard from behind the crowd.

As could be seen, Yang s.h.i.+wen's words were still very influential among the players of the Technology University Football Team.

Guo Wenyang waved his hand and became the first one to step back. "Our beautiful manager has given an order. Let's get back."

"Retreat. Let's make some room for the coach of this Striker Club, so that we'll not be tainted by the blood spilled after he is beaten for a while."

"Brother Feng, Old Fu is somewhat old. You have to be careful when fighting against him."

While stepping back, the players of the football team made sarcastic remarks, so that Old Fu became angry with a red face, and wished to get started instantly and beat Liu Feng to death with a punch.

"Alas!"

Wei Zixuan heaved a deep sigh, and then he also retreated.

Several leaders of Technology University saw Missy Yang s.h.i.+wen appear personally, and got out of the way while maintaining their composure.

Liu Feng stepped forward and calmly stood one meter in front of Old Fu. "Let's start. You have only one chance to start the fight. I have to make it clear first, I will hit you hard."

"Young man, you are really insane. Take this move." Old Fu put his left arm on his chest and whipped forward with his right arm, so that the cla.s.sic Through-the-Back Fist came out, whose momentum was fast and fierce, just like how an ape in the mountains jumps to grab the branches with its paws.

Liu Feng didn't move his feet, but his body rushed to the front of Old Fu.

Old Fu was quick enough to start the fight, but he felt a flash in front of his eyes before he fully stretched out his whip-fist, and then he was. .h.i.t by a fist on his abdomen.

"Thump... Wow!"

After the m.u.f.fled sound of hitting flesh with his fist was heard, everyone focused their eyes on the quickly s.h.i.+fting body of Old Fu, until Old Fu was thrown hard against the corridor wall.

Everyone could see clearly that Old Fu was attached to the wall in the shape of 大 at this time, then he screamed.

"It's typical of beating someone like hanging a painting."

Xiaomin stood beside Yang s.h.i.+wen, and her large eyes sparkled with brilliance as she said excitedly, "The expert at the level of Force-dispersing should make a man hang so long after beating him. Amazing."

That was correct. Old Fu hung on the wall for over one second after being beaten by one punch from Liu Feng, and then he slipped down the wall.

Yang s.h.i.+wen was also very excited to see that, and said while waving his little fist, "It's so attractive to beat someone in this way. I want to reach this level as soon as possible!"

Wei Zixuan, who had retreated far away, swallowed hard and said with a look of disbelief, "One move. With just one move, he beat my master quickly. Liu Feng, or Brother Feng, has made progress, whose current strength is definitely more powerful than when we picked our Striker Club."

"Awesome! This Liu Feng not only reached the level of a world-cla.s.s football superstar, but also is powerful in martial arts."

"It's no secret that he's powerful in martial arts in Technology University, right? At Technology University, this guy has caused lots of trouble."

"He's really impressive, but I never thought that he can be so amazing. Old Fu is the Vice President of the Donghai Martial Arts a.s.sociation, a well-known master of Through-the-Back Fist named Fu Zhankui, but he failed to take one move from Liu Feng."

That's right! Liu Feng's punch was so remarkable that several leaders of Technology University were really impressed.

The players of the Technology University Football Team blindly wors.h.i.+ped Liu Feng in an instant. At this time, they even got excited and screamed.

"D*mn! He became the Vice President of the Martial Arts a.s.sociation by offering a bribe, right?"

"Old Fu, you were instantly defeated by Brother Feng with one move. How dare you say that you would teach Brother Feng a lesson? I figure that someone like you can't even teach us a lesson."

"Didn't Brother Feng say before that he would see who would be the one to teach a lesson? Old Fu, stop sitting on the ground, and go on to teach Brother Feng a lesson!"

"Ah puff!"

Fu Zhankui felt such great pain and became so angry that he almost spat out blood at this time.

"I don't accept it!"

Fu Zhankui, the dignified Through-the-Back Fist master, put both hands on his stomach and stood up with great effort while staring at Liu Feng. "You just launched a surprise attack, so I want to fight you again."

"I launched a surprise attack?"

Liu Feng pointed at his own nose and said with a puzzled look, "Just now, you were the first one to make a move. Afterward, I fought back. It typically happens that the one who comes later comer surpa.s.ses the former, which indicates not only that my strength is much powerful than yours, but also that I'm aware of fighting at any time. How come I launched a surprise attack?"

"You... Because you said that I could make a move first, but you also fought back in the meantime." In order to save face, Fu Zhankui had already begun to find excuses for himself, which in turn made him even more despised.

"Well, then I will teach you a lesson again. Come on!" Liu Feng said with a smile.

"Hoo!"

Fu Zhankui took a deep breath and immediately shouted, "Come on! Take my move."

This time, Fu Zhankui went all out. His body shrank and then suddenly moved forward, with both his hands hanging forward, like an ape sparing no effort to pick peaches on a tree.

"Grumble!"

Meanwhile, Wei Zixuan, who watched the battle, swallowed hard and could not help saying, "The white ape hangs its arms. It's a unique move created by my master. If Brother Feng is caught by my master, his shoulders will be broken in an instant!"

"Hoo!"

Before Wei Zixuan had finished speaking, Fu Zhankui's hands had already buckled Liu Feng's shoulders.

At this point, Old Fu's face finally showed a proud sneer. "When I said I'd teach you a lesson, I meant it! When I said that I'd lecture you, I meant it! You don't have to partic.i.p.ate in the striker compet.i.tion nor the football match. Just go to the hospital to heal your wounds!"

"Bang!"

However, when Fu Zhankui was extremely contented, Liu Feng suddenly shook his shoulders, which, without hitting anything, made a m.u.f.fled sound of bursting out strength.

Fu Zhankui was stunned at this time. He clasped the shoulders of Liu Feng with his hands, which were bounced away by Liu Feng's s.h.i.+ver.

It was not that Fu Zhankui didn't want to grip Liu Feng, but his s.h.i.+vering strength was too powerful. It was so strong that Fu Zhankui was just unable to resist it.

And at this moment, no one found out how Liu Feng made a move, but they only heard a thump again. Shortly after, Fu Zhankui flew out again.

"Doh!"

Everyone gazed at the wall once more, and Old Fu was once again hung on the wall in the shape of 大.

"Wow! Within half a minute, the old guy was hung on the wall twice like a painting. Being so old, he was still hung on the wall. The painting doesn't look beautiful!"

"What do you know? The elderly will be hung on the wall sooner or later. During the holidays, the younger generation will have to offer sacrifices to him!"

"D*mn! But it seemed that he should be less than 50 years old, how can he be hung on the wall so soon?"

The players of the football team ridiculed Fu Zhankui without any regard. Wei Zixuan, on the side, as Old Fu's apprentice, wanted to disappear.

"Ouch!"

After everyone ridiculed Fu Zhankui, his scream was heard.

"D*mn it! Old Fu, are you so slow to react?"

Liu Feng also followed them and said, "I thought you could prevent yourself from crying, so why do you burst into tears just after two seconds?"

That's right. Fu Zhankui was hung on the wall for two seconds before slipping to the ground, and he screamed after he fell on the ground.

"Hoo, hoo..."

Fu Zhankui gasped, and shouted in an extremely angry way, "I'm not preventing myself from crying. D*mn! I have difficulty breathing after being hit by you."

"Puff!"

At this moment, almost all the onlookers laughed out loud.

"Blasted, you have difficulty in breathing. And you have the nerve to shout loudly? Isn't that something disgraceful?"

Liu Feng smilingly looked at Wei Zixuan. "Buddy, in fact, your martial arts should be better than they are now, but sadly, you haven't followed a well-known master!"

"I..." Wei Zixuan's face turned red. On one side was Liu Feng and on the other was his master, therefore Wei Zixuan was really at a loss for words at this time.

Liu Feng also said, "Your master is not only incapable, but also a bit hypocritical. You know, he hasn't reached the level of dark force at all, but rather the high level of bright force, which is still a good distance from the level of dark force."

"What?!"

Wei Zixuan was shocked by Liu Feng's words, and Fu Zhankui, who was sitting on the ground, blushed scarlet at this time.

Liu Feng continued, "You're at this level, and still dare to say that you've reached the level of dark force and can control your metabolism! You're far away from that!"

Fu Zhankui's lie was spotted by Liu Feng, and he was instantly beaten by Liu Feng twice. At this point, he felt ashamed and lost his temper, saying, "Why do you say that I can't make it? Why do you say that I haven't reached the level of dark force?"

"That's quite simple, because I've reached a level higher than that of dark force. I knew what level you were in the moment I touched you with my hand."

Liu Feng smiled and said, "Force-dispersing. I've reached the level of Force-dispersing, got it?"

"Force-dispersing. I don't believe that you've reached the level of Force-dispersing. How old are you...

"Hoo!"

Before Fu Zhankui had finished speaking, Liu Feng gave him a punch.

They were four or five meters away from each other at this time. Liu Feng was giving him a punch in situ, but the windy force of his punch hit Fu Zhankui in his face like the strong airflow from an air pump.

At this moment, Fu Zhankui had trouble breathing after being hit by Liu Feng, and his hair was blown backward, flying out.

"Wow!"

At the same time, all the onlookers saw that and exclaimed.

They were so far away from one another. The windy force of his punch was so powerful, what if he hit someone on his body with it? Therefore, it was natural that Fu Zhankui was hung on the wall like a painting by Liu Feng twice.

"Well, the pretentious b*stard revealed his true colors after being hit by me. Now I'm going to get to the point."

Liu Feng glanced around the crowd and said with a smile, "Why on earth are you waking me up?"