Master, you've arrived!

  In Qin Yi's puzzlement, Tian Ni's scorching eyes, Yi Feng swaggered to the front of Fei Pangzi with an old-fashioned gait and said impatiently: "Hey, Fatty. You're blocking my phone signal."

  Those who heard this sentence looked at Yifeng one by one with confusion, obviously not understanding what the sentence meant.

  Yi Feng only then realized this and slapped his own forehead: He had forgotten again, the world was no longer the original world, they wouldn't understand that phrase which was a super blow to people.

  Although the fat boy didn't understand the second half of the sentence, he heard that sentence clearly, and unexpectedly someone dared to call him a fat boy. Didn't he know this was his Achilles' heel?

  The fat man felt his heart was about to be burned by anger, put down the prey in his hand, turned around and stared at Yi Feng with eyes blazing like fire, as if he wanted to tear him apart.

  "Master... save me..." The woman behind the fat man also took this opportunity to escape, her whole body trembling as she hid behind Yi Feng, grasping his clothes tightly, her eyes filled with extreme terror.

  In this situation, Yī Fēng didn't even need to think about it and knew what was going on, which was the story of a spoiled brat bullying a good family's woman. However, just now the fatso's huge body blocked Yī Fēng's line of sight, and he hadn't discovered anything. This made Yī Fēng once again sigh at the fatso's pig-like physique.

  The girl seemed to have received a great shock, tightly grasping Yi Feng's clothes with her hands and staring at the fat man in terror.

  Her face is like a melon seed, with curved eyebrows and light makeup. Her delicate complexion is dotted with sparkling spots, which, combined with her pale face due to fear, gives people a sense of pity. No wonder Fatso would take notice of her.

  The fat man saw his prey about to escape, and the anger in his heart could no longer be restrained. The martial energy on his body flickered slightly, but when his gaze shifted to a place not far behind Yi Feng's back, his eyes suddenly lit up, almost emitting light.

  Good heavens! Are there still people like this in the world? The fat man felt his heart suddenly racing, a feeling he had never experienced before.

  "Hmph..." A cold glint flashed in Yī Fēng's eyes, and he let out a low hum. The fat man's lecherous gaze made Yī Fēng extremely displeased.

  A flash of cold light made Tian Yi's heart tremble, he had never seen the usually lazy Yi Feng reveal such a sharp gaze. Recalling the bone-chilling coldness in his eyes just now, Tian Yi took two steps back to maintain some distance from Qin Yi.

  The fat man didn't notice Yi Feng's hum, shaking his huge body, striding past Yi Feng and walking straight to Qin Yi's front. The greasy flesh on his face shook twice, squeezing out a very disgusting smile: "Beautiful miss, I am..."

  Fatty just wanted to show off his identity in front of Qin Yi, but found that Qin Yi was extremely disgusted and walked away, if not for being afraid of getting his face dirty, he would have slapped him.

  Fei Pangzi saw Qin Yi leave, just about to chase after her, when Tian Ni blocked his way. Tian Ni gazed coldly at Fei Pangzi, the dark-colored martial energy inside him began to circulate.

  "Hmm..."

  He let out a cold snort, and with a swift motion, Hou Yi shook off the girl who had been clinging to him tightly. He stepped forward, positioning himself in front of Tian Ji, and said calmly, "You choose. Do you want those restless eyes of yours or those hands that are ready to get restless?"

  In an instant, the surroundings fell silent. Such a bloody statement was spoken in such a calm tone that it left people stunned. Most importantly, the fat man in front of him was no ordinary person.

  It can be said bluntly that in this not-so-big-or-small city, his father's power ranks among the top few. This is also why the fat boy is so unscrupulous. Most importantly, although this fat boy looks like a pig, his innate talent for cultivation is not low either. At the age of 18, he has cultivated to the eighth rank of Spiritual Master. In this small city, he can be considered a strong person.

  But such a fierce man was suddenly asked by a young boy to give up his hands and feet, which shocked everyone. The fat man was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Haha, you little rascal, what are you talking about? You want my hands and feet? Do you have the ability?"

  After finishing speaking, the fatty slammed his fist onto the ground with a loud "Boom". The moment his fist made contact with the hard bluestone, the bluestone suddenly cracked open with a loud "Crack" sound. This caused everyone to involuntarily take in a breath of cold air.

  An eighth-level Spirit Master, not very strong. But among a hundred people, it's not necessarily possible to find one, the most important thing is that Fatty was only eighteen years old, looking at the ground where the bluestone had split into several pieces, and the eyes of those who were watching Yi Feng also showed sympathy.

  "With your body weight, don't even mention bluestone, even diamond will be crushed. So, it's just breaking a piece of bluestone, nothing to show off about."

  Careless words, entered the ears of the people present, one by one could not help but take a deep breath, this young man is too good at scolding people. The weight that crushes diamonds, how fat should he be? Doesn't he know that this dead fatty hates it when others say he's fat?

  As expected, the fat man exploded in anger, his face turning bright red. He stared at Yifeng with a fierce gaze, and there were signs of martial energy circulating on his clenched fists. If he hadn't underestimated Yifeng's true strength, he might have punched him directly.

  "Who are you, kid?" The fat boy wasn't a fool. Seeing how arrogant and insulting Yifeng was being, he knew that Yifeng had some backing and didn't dare to act rashly, fearing that it would bring big trouble for his own father.

  Yi Feng saw Fei Pangzi remaining so calm in the midst of his furious rage, and couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise: This dead fatty doesn't seem stupid after all, no wonder he was able to cultivate to the 8th rank of Spiritual Master.

  "Fatty, are you looking for a fight?" Yifeng asked with disdain, without answering his question.

  Although the fat man had some reservations about his identity, he couldn't bear it again after being ridiculed once more. He was certain that defeating this mixed breed would be a simple task.

  "Now I'm going to take your hands and feet." The fat man said with a sinister grin, his large face looking even more ferocious.

  The fist that came rushing in made everyone's eyes widen in shock, and one by one, they couldn't bear to look away, turning their heads elsewhere. Only Qin Yi and Tian Ni's gazes didn't change at all. Qin Yi absolutely believed in Yu Feng, while Tian Ni thought that Yu Feng must be very powerful.

  "Master, why are you just arriving now? Help me get rid of this dead fat pig." Just as the fist was about to hit Yifeng's face, Yifeng suddenly shouted towards his back.

  The fat man's heart suddenly skipped a beat, his gesture changed, and he quickly turned around, making defensive movements with both hands.