Heavenly Tyrant

  "Wang Hu, what's up?" Lin Feng turned around with a wine jar in his hand, coldly staring at the slightly chubby boy opposite him.

  This young man was Wang Hu, and by his side were still those few small-town youths of the same age as Lin Feng.

  It's been a few days since we last met, and the lash wounds on several people have already healed, but that one lash scar on his face still looks extremely frightening, like a centipede.

  That whip from the knight captain was meant for these few people to disfigure them, such scars are fundamentally impossible to eliminate.

  Wang Hu looked at Lin Feng, his eyes filled with a sinister glare. Zhao Xue was the most beautiful girl in town and Wang Hu's target of pursuit. However, Zhao Xue never gave Wang Hu more than a glance, instead preferring to follow closely behind Lin Feng. This was also the main reason why Wang Hu had been bullying Lin Feng more frequently over the past two years.

  Just now, Lin Feng left the small wine shop, and Zhao Xue chased out to look at Lin Feng's gaze, which obviously contained a hint of affection. This made Wang Hu even more furious. How could a waste like Lin Feng get Zhao Xue's favor?

  Adding to that, a few days ago, because of Lin Feng's reason, he lost the opportunity to join the Xuan Jia Heavy Cavalry. Old hatred and new hatred mixed together, Wang Hu had already made up his mind, today he must severely teach Lin Feng a lesson again!

  "Lin Feng, where did you steal these two jars of good wine from?" Wang Hu looked at Lin Feng with an unfriendly expression.

  "This was bought by me at Zhao Shu's wine shop, none of your business!" Lin Feng coldly hummed.

  "Is this fifty-year-old bamboo leaf green liquor also something you and your useless father can drink?!" Wang Hu sneered, "Leave these two jars of wine behind, then get out yourself!"

  "Wang Hu, who did you say is useless? Try saying it again!" Lin Feng gently put down the wine jar and clenched his fists tightly.

  "You're trash! Your father is trash! Your whole family is trash!" Wang Hu sneered with a loud laugh, "I told you, what's wrong? Are you trying to hit me?"

  "Haha!"

  "Hahaha!"

  The young men beside Wang Hu also burst out laughing. They, like Wang Hu, had lost their chance to join the Xuan Jia Heavy Cavalry and didn't dare hate the people of Luoyun Sect. As for Lin Feng, they naturally hated him extremely. Seeing Lin Feng being humiliated, they were overjoyed.

  "It's you!" Lin Feng suddenly kicked the ground, his body shot out like a sharp arrow, and at the same time, he swung a fist from under his armpit, drawing an arc, and slammed it into Wang Hu's chest! This punch was truly majestic and powerful!

  "Flower Fist Embroidered Legs!" Wang Hu sneered and also rushed out, with a heavy punch swung out. Amidst the shocking fist wind, the tiger's roar was clearly audible!

  This punch, Wang Hu obviously used his full strength, and the power of the second heavy tiger fist burst out. All the young men were watching Lin Feng with a lucky smile, waiting for him to be blown away by that one punch.

  Suddenly! Another tiger's roar sounded! Although low and deep, it was also clear and distinct!

  "What!" Everyone's eyes narrowed, but Lin Feng's fist suddenly accelerated several times, moving three inches to the side before heavily smashing onto Wang Hu's wrist!

  "Crack!" A clear and audible sound of a broken bone, Wang Hu's body suddenly stiffened, then he clutched his wrist and let out a mournful howl!

  "My hand! My hand!"

  The crowd of young people looked at Wang Hu's wrist, all shocked. Wang Hu's wrist was completely broken, weak and limp, hanging there, the flesh and blood were completely blown open, and the white bones could be clearly seen!

  "Sneak attack! Lin Feng, you, you're despicable!" A young man was stunned for a moment before suddenly shouting out loud.

  "Which of you doesn't agree?" Lin Feng hummed, scanning the few young men with a glance, and swung his fist in a show of intimidation.

  Several people closed their mouths and didn't dare to speak. Upon hearing that tiger's roar, they naturally all knew that Lin Feng had already reached the second level of Tiger Form Fist.

  The roar of the tiger is exactly the second heavy mark of the Tiger Shape Fist.

  Among them, only Wang Hu is the second heavy of Tiger Shape Fist. The rest are just the first heavy of Tiger Shape Fist, and they can't even withstand a single blow from him.

  "Lin Feng! Can you practice the Tiger Form Fist again?!" Wang Hu held his own hand, enduring the piercing pain, and looked at Lin Feng with a hoarse voice. Compared to the injury on his hand, Lin Feng's recovery of his powers was the most terrifying thing itself.

  "Little master has recovered his power, so you'd better not mess with me in the future. Otherwise, Wang Hu will be your next victim!" Lin Feng sneered and picked up the wine jar, walking towards home.

  Defeated Wang Hu, the rest of them, he didn't even bother to glance at. In his eyes, these guys who only followed Wang Hu's tiger-like false bravado weren't even worthy of him taking action!

  He has just recovered to the second heavy last night, in terms of real power, he is actually inferior to Wang Hu. However, his tiger-shaped fist was passed down by Lin Heng, and the control of his hands is not comparable to Wang Hu's village-style boxing!

  This punch hit the mark, and Lin Feng did not collide hard, but a punch accurately hit Wang Hu's wrist. The wrist is originally a relatively weak place, and Lin Feng chose the weakest area, which caused such serious consequences now.

  This punch from Wang Hu may not cripple him, but he will definitely be out for at least ten to fifteen days. And after ten to fifteen days, Lin Feng's strength will recover to what extent? By then, even if it's Wang Hu, he won't dare look at him again!

  "Big Brother Hu, what are we going to do? Is it just going to end like this?" A young man said reluctantly, looking at Lin Feng's back.

  "Brother Hu, Lin Feng has regained his strength now. He will definitely come to cause us trouble again later. We haven't bullied him less in these few years, he will definitely take revenge!" Another young man also said.

  Several other young men were also trembling in their hearts, if Lin Feng regained his genius status, their days would not be easy. These years they really bullied Lin Feng too much!

  "What's going on? Let's go home!" Wang Hu roared, "I'll go find my dad! He actually dared to hurt me, my dad won't let him off!"

  ……

  On a small hill outside Heishi Town, Lin Feng's fists flew out like the wind, flashing and dodging in mid-air.

  The heavenly energy of the universe followed his fist's movement, seeping into his body, tempering it bit by bit. His body was becoming stronger with each passing moment, and his punches were also more powerful.

  It wasn't until dusk was approaching that Lin Feng finally left the small hill, satisfied, and returned to the blacksmith's shop.

  Although today's training cannot make his body reach the third level of Tiger Fist, the thousand-pound force, it also makes his strength stronger and his punches faster. Now facing Wang Hu, even if he doesn't use any tricks, a head-on battle will allow Lin Feng to guarantee his victory!

  Back home, Lin Heng had already prepared a meal. A large bowl of fragrant wild rabbit meat, a plate of fresh wild vegetables, two bowls of white porridge, and a large plate of steaming hot buns.

  After dinner, Lin Heng walked towards the stove to continue forging a farm tool, while Lin Feng went to the backyard to practice his tiger-shaped fist under the remaining sunlight. At this time, absorbing the heaven and earth's original energy was still better than at night.

  Suddenly, a dense sound of footsteps echoed outside the blacksmith's shop.

  "Lin Feng! You little thief, come out!" Wang Hu's vicious voice rang out from outside the door.

  Lin Feng furrowed his brow, glanced at his father, and Lin Heng smiled slightly: "Go take a look!" Then he walked to the iron stove, picked up the large hammer and continued to clang away.

  Lin Feng strode out of the door and saw a dozen or so people standing outside, in addition to Wang Hu's group, there were also seven or eight adults, led by a black fat man in his thirties, who looked somewhat similar to Wang Hu.

  This man is Wang Hu's father, Wang Lang. And he is also the mayor of Heishi Town!

  "Wang Hu, you're not recovering well at home, what are you doing here making a big fuss? Is your skin itching again?" Lin Feng said coldly, ignoring Wang Lang and looking at Wang Hu's arm which was tightly bandaged.

  "Hmph!" Wang Hu sneered coldly, "My father and I came here to catch thieves!"

  "Arrest a thief?" Lin Feng's face suddenly sank, "What do you mean!"

  Wang Hu sneered repeatedly, but didn't say a word.

  "Cough! Cough!" Wang Lang coughed twice and said, "Lin Feng, you're still young, but you didn't study well and started stealing and thieving. Don't you feel ashamed?"

  "Fart!" Lin Feng angrily said, "When have I ever done anything sneaky and underhanded?"

  "If you didn't steal, where did you get the money to buy top-grade bamboo leaf green tea?" Wang Lang said calmly, "I've already asked Zhao Da Hong about it, and he said that the wine was bought with two gold coins. Didn't you steal this money? Lin Feng, you're still young, and it's inevitable for children to make mistakes sometimes. As long as you admit it, I can be lenient."

  "The wine was bought from Uncle Zhao, and indeed two gold coins were spent, but that was my own money." Lin Feng said coldly, "You say I stole it, then please tell me, whose money did I steal in Blackstone Town?"

  Wang Lang sighed and said, "You kid, wanting to deny it? That won't do. Coincidentally, my family was robbed the night before last and lost a few gold coins. I'm afraid that little thief is you!"