The power of Tai Chi Wu style

  "Haha……you little bastard, you've got guts. I like people like you, I'll torture you to death slowly." Karada was stunned for a moment before bursting into laughter. Since someone wanted to die, he'd oblige them. Although others often cursed him as a scoundrel, he still thought of himself as kind-hearted.

  "Heh heh, is that so? Then let's see your skills." Yifeng took a step forward, lightly waving his sleeve as he spoke nonchalantly.

  "Yi Feng! Can you really handle him?" Ge Uncle pulled Yi Feng back and asked anxiously.

  Yi Feng smiled: "Let's try it!"

  "You...". Ge Dashi almost didn't survive being suffocated by these words from Yi Feng. Is this also something that can be tried? Don't you know that trying is a matter of life and death?

  Just as Ge Dashi was about to drink the medicine, he found that Yifeng had struggled free from his grasp. With a swing of his fist, he heavily pounded towards Kalada.

  "This damn thing..." Ge Dashi cursed in his heart, just as he was about to swing his heavy sword to block Yi Feng's attack, but found that the latter's speed was far beyond his own. His mouth opened wide involuntarily.

  "Soft Palm..."

  Yi Feng was ruthless, and as soon as he made his move, it was a top-notch martial skill. He knew that he had the strength to fight against Kalada. However, if this group of people were to surround him, his chances of winning would be slim. Therefore, if he could take advantage of Kalada's underestimation and severely injure him with one move, things would become much easier for himself.

  However, Karada is not someone that can be compared to Liufeng. In the days of tasting blood on his blade, his senses had become extremely sharp. Although Roufeng's palm looked soft and fluffy, as if it didn't have any killing power, the vibrations in the air told him that this punch was very dangerous.

  Kalada hastily turned his body's aura, using his fist to hastily block the seemingly soft and fluffy palm.

  The fists and palms collided silently. Only in the void of the colliding fists and palms, a gray light suddenly burst out. The surrounding air was also compressed away, and a void was actually formed at the central position.

  Although Kalada was a third-class master, he was still knocked flying by Yi Feng's palm in an instant. His hind legs took several steps on the ground, leaving deep footprints before slowly standing up.

  "Boom..."

  Everyone felt as if their minds had been blown, and the entire scene fell silent. One by one, they stared in stunned disbelief at Yi Feng, who stood with a faint smile, and Karada, who stumbled backward several steps before barely regaining her balance.

  Qing'er blinked her beautiful eyes vigorously, feeling as if everything before her was a dream: a scoundrel with no ability to truss a chicken had actually forced back a third-class master with just one palm.

  Similarly stunned, there were also Ge Dashi and Kalada's subordinates, each rubbing their eyes: San Tuan Chang is a high-ranking third-class master. Moreover, he is not an ordinary third-class master, in the canyon, he is also ranked first. But, such a strong man, was actually forced back by someone with just one palm.

  Everyone stared at that thin and young figure, each feeling a little dazed.

  Kalada gently rubbed her numb hand, although shocked in her heart. But soon she was filled with anger. She was actually forced back by a palm from a half-grown boy, if this got out, would she still have the face to see people?

  Looking at Karada, who was unscathed across from him, Yifeng let out a sigh in his heart. Although he had launched a sneak attack, he hadn't managed to catch the other off guard. If it weren't for the power of the Daybreak Martial Technique, he would probably be the one at a disadvantage.

  The ominous light that filled the air caused the Dou Qi within Hou Feng's body to rapidly circulate. He knew that since his sneak attack had failed, he would have a great battle ahead of him.

  "Kid, I didn't think you'd actually reach the level of a master. This is truly unexpected." Kalada said with a gruesome grin, his chubby face jiggling back and forth, making him look even more ruthless.

  "Haha, what's this? You still have a lot of unexpected things, I'll let you understand slowly."

  "Although I admire your achievement of reaching master level at such a young age, what's the point? I'll still torture you to death." Karada said with a ferocious expression, his aura surging wildly as grey energy burst out from his hands.

  "Is that so? Then who was it that I just forced back with one sword?" Yī Fēng sneered at Kalada.

  The green veins on Kalada's fist bulged violently, his face turned a deep purple, and his teeth chattered with rage: "You little brat, you're looking for death."

  As soon as the words fell, a dazzling light burst forth from Karada's fist, and a fierce aura shot out. With a whistling sound, it fiercely struck towards Yifeng. The powerful force seemed to distort the sunlight.

  Yī Fēng couldn't help but admit that Kǎ Lā Dá was much stronger than Liú Fēng, who was also a third-class master. It was no wonder he was a mercenary who had tasted blood - his aura and experience were not something that these pampered young masters could compare to.

  A powerful fist, Yi Feng naturally didn't dare to take it head-on. His toes lightly tapped, bringing up a wave of wind, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

  "Bang..."

  Kalada's heavy fist slammed heavily on the original standing place of Yifeng, with a strong force that struck the air in waves of hurricanes. The muffled loud noise made everyone involuntarily gasp in amazement at such a powerful momentum, which they had been yearning for.

  However, each of the already distant Hou Yi's arrows was also shocked in their hearts: this kid's speed is a bit too fast, isn't it?!

  "Little kid, run! I'll see where you escape to." As soon as he finished speaking, Kalada's fist turned around and suddenly turned towards Yifeng, with a punch that was not weaker than the previous one, fiercely pounding towards Yifeng.

  "Run?! Who says Ben Shao wants to run? Won't run and still beat you up. Overlord Fist..."

  Yi Feng let out a loud roar, the Dou Qi in his body bursting forth violently. Countless Dou Qi surged to his fist, emitting explosive sounds as they compressed, shaking the surrounding void with a slight tremble.

  This is the mighty power of the Day Class Wuji's Bao Lie Quan, with an overbearing momentum and a powerful force that increases with each layer of Dou Qi. Suddenly, it boosts several steps higher, but the consumed Dou Qi is also enormous. Although the Can Mian Quan and the Bao Lie Quan are both Day Class techniques, in terms of attack power alone, the Bao Lie Quan surpasses the former by a notch.

  This majestic punch suddenly made everyone's eyes light up. Qing Er and the others felt their blood boiling. It was as if this domineering punch was something they had thrown themselves.

  "Bang..."

  A large and small fist collided with each other, countless energies burst out from the void, stirring up waves of air, making the entire void turbulent like a sea surface, surging with thousands of waves.

  The powerful force caused Yi Feng to retreat backwards, his feet constantly moving in a blur with the Shadow Step technique. The Shadow Step technique not only increased speed but also dissipated force. A Heaven-grade technique was indeed formidable.

  Compared to Yi Feng, Karada left deep footprints on the ground and then knelt down, clearly at a disadvantage. This made Yi Feng sigh in amazement. No wonder people risk their lives to pursue high-level martial arts. The fact that his own low-level martial arts could rival Karada's is reason enough. Tsk, tsk, this is a whole three levels of difference, and yet he managed to catch up with the help of his daily martial arts practice. Moreover, he even gained a slight advantage.