No, he just vented his anger, was displeased with Tang Feng's smile and unhappy with Tang Feng.

  Tang Feng's panic, which had been startled by the beast group, slowly dissipated. His two legs also stopped trembling. He looked at Han Dong coldly and said: "Winter City Master, remember what I just said?"

  "What?" Han Dong turned his head to look at Xiang Tangfeng.

  "You hit my aunt, you must pay the price!" Now that the beast group's matter has been settled, but the grudge between Tang Feng and Han Dong hasn't been resolved. Lin Ruolan suffered a loss at Han Dong's hands, and Tang Feng will definitely make him pay her back.

  Han Dong sneered at Tang Feng and said: "You have guts! You are the first Xuanjie to dare challenge me!"

  Tang Feng said slowly: "Since Dong Chengzhu also said that at my age and with this strength, you can do what I can do. Then prove it to everyone how?"

  "How can you prove it?" asked Han Dong.

  "Suppress your strength, only use the lower level of Xuanjie's standard! Let's have a try, if you win me, I'll acknowledge what you just said!" Tang Feng's face was stern, his words were powerful and sonorous.

  Tang Feng wasn't an idiot either, after such a long time he gradually calmed down and didn't want to expose his killer steel in front of so many people, so he thought of this method to reason with his aunt.

  If he were to fully utilize his own strength, it's estimated that he could easily defeat a Profound Stage Upper Grade or even an Earth Stage Lower Grade. But under the watchful eyes of everyone, Tang Feng couldn't do so, and this cheap trick would have to rely on his acting skills instead.

  As expected, Han Dong smiled lightly and nodded, saying: "Your proposal"

  It's also fair! I promise you!

  Qiu Yi was drunk and stomped his foot beside them: "Can't you guys have a good talk, why must it come to this?"

  What?

  If Han Dong really competed with Tang Feng, even if he suppressed his strength, it would still be a case of the strong bullying the weak. Realm can be suppressed, but how can experience and physical quality be suppressed? As both are in the lower realm of Xuan, Han Dong has several decades of combat experience and a strong physique, while Tang Feng is just a fifteen-year-old boy. It's a one-sided fight! So Qiu Yi Zui felt it was quite embarrassing, after all, he was one of the inner city masters of Bai Di City, how could he do such a thing?

  Tang Feixiao made a face as if he had been cheated, shouting: "This won't do! My Wind Scar is too young, and you're too old. Look at Wind Scar's small build, it's clear that he's malnourished. This match isn't fair, I don't agree!"

  While speaking, Tang Fei smiled and winked at Tang Feng with a sly face.

  He knew how powerful Tang Feng's body was, and he also knew how sharp Tang Feng's methods were. If Han Dong really suppressed his strength to the lower level of Xuanjie, even with decades of experience, he could probably only tie with Tang Feng. Tang Fei was now setting up a trap, waiting for Han Dong to fall into it.

  Han Ling indeed poked his head in and said, "What you said is right, so I'll take a loss and suppress my strength to the yellow stage upper rank. That should be enough, right?"

  It's not that he is incompetent, but the enemy is too cunning! Who would have thought that a young man of the Xuan stage lower rank could refine his physical body to transcend his own realm by several levels?

  Tang Fei couldn't help but laugh and let out a long sigh: "Since the Lord of Winter City has made such a big concession, I, old Tang, can't say anything else. Although I really don't like you and want to slap you in the face, this time, however, I must commend you - you've done well."

  Qiu Yi got drunk and cast his eyes towards Yang Chun, furrowing his brow and saying: "Big brother, you just look at me like that, not even saying a word?"

  "What did I say? Things have come to this point, what can I say?"

  Is it useful?

  Xia Shiyu also let out a soft sigh beside him, today's battle, even if Han Dong won, his face would be lost, and if he lost, it would be a big joke.

  Han Ling looked at Tang Feng and said: "I have another condition!"

  "Say."

  "After you lose, answer our questions obediently." This sentence is said with extreme confidence.

  It sounds like Tang Feng has already lost.

  Tang Feng smiled calmly: "If I lose, you can ask me anything and I'll answer. But if you lose, leave Tianxiu immediately!"

  "Very good!" Han Dong nodded in satisfaction, this time he had come to find him to ask about the divine soldier.

  Now that there is an answer to this matter, Han Dong naturally feels very satisfied.

  A group of people immediately dispersed far away, Tang Fei laughed not far away and shouted: "Hanjia, don't forget that you're just a Huangjiedan upper rank now! If you dare to break the rules, Lao Limazi will rush over and beat you up!"

  Han Dong slowly drew out the sword at his waist and gazed at Tang Feng, saying: "Don't you want a weapon?"

  Tang Feng shook his head and clenched his fists, saying: "This is my weapon!"

  He didn't plan to use his hidden weapons, and the heavenly sword and soft sword in the charming shadow space weren't suitable for taking out now. Besides, if he wanted to teach Han Dong a lesson and give his aunt an outlet for her anger, it was only natural to do so with his fists directly.

  Hearing this, Han Dong stretched out his hand and threw away his own sword: "Since that's the case, let's just fight with our bare fists, so as to avoid being accused by some people of bullying the weak."

  At the moment he lost his temper in the cold winter, Tang Feng rushed over. He could do this because he was just a fifteen-year-old boy, who could be reckless and take the initiative by striking first.

  This battle is all about how you perform, it's not just about going wild in the cold winter, but also hiding your true strength while doing so.

  One fist struck his chin in the cold winter, and Tang Feng's other hand grasped at his collar.

  The harsh winter didn't expect Tang Feng to be so quick to act, it was almost like a sneak attack. But he relied on his decades of combat experience, dodging the punch with a slight tilt of his head. At the same time, he pushed both hands towards his chest, attempting to block Tang Feng's other hand.

  Unexpectedly, Tang Feng's hand that was grabbing over changed from a grab to a palm in mid-air, like a snake, twisting past his own defense, and grasped his own collar. He then violently lifted himself up and slammed himself down with an over-the-shoulder throw.

  In the cold winter, a person in mid-air heard a strong gust of wind beside him, and without thinking, he kicked out with one foot, just meeting Tang Feng's incoming large foot.

  If this kick hits him, it will directly hit his groin area.

  The exchange lasted only for an instant, but Han Dong's expression turned serious. He could feel Tang Feng's current level of power, the force and the explosive power of his aura.

  This young man is only a lower-level cultivator of the Mystic Realm, but he is more formidable than any other lower-level cultivator of the Mystic Realm.

  Falling from mid-air, before Winter could even steady himself, Tang Feng's attack came like a stormy rain, his fists swinging in a blur. As he swung both fists out at the same time, his feet didn't idle either, occasionally kicking towards Winter's vital spots.

  This body's flexibility is enough to support Tang Feng doing this, and it won't be afraid of destroying the balance.

  For a moment, the battle that Tang Feng had gained the upper hand in was raging like wildfire. The two people were less than a meter apart, and every instant there were over a dozen sounds of impact coming from Han Dong's hard clashes with Tang Feng, using his bare hands to block Tang Feng's attacks.

  It's bitterly cold at this moment, and I feel a bit like a mute eating bitter melon, with an unutterable sense of bitterness.

  With the strength this young man is currently displaying, if I were to use my Xuanjie Lower Realm cultivation base, I should be able to easily defeat him. But now, I can only use my Huangjie Upper Realm standard, and despite being only one level apart, Han Dong is still causing me immense pain with his ferocious attacks. His fierce assault has left no room for my decades of combat experience to maneuver, forcing me to resort to brute force to counterattack.

  What he didn't know was that Tang Feng hadn't used his full strength at this moment either.

  The extent of Tang Feng's display, the force he exerted, was only what his physical body could burst out after the first tempering. When fighting, he made an effort to make himself look like he had used up all his strength, the intense battle had attracted everyone's attention, and no one thought that Tang Feng still had spare energy now, fighting with ease, not only suppressing Han Dong but also having the mind to act.

  He swung out over a hundred punches, Tang Feng gritted his teeth, the expression on his face looked a bit ferocious, without saying anything, one punch landed on Han Dong's chest, and a fierce aura burst out.

  At the same time, Han Dong also landed a punch in the same position as Tang Feng, and the two almost succeeded at the same time.

  The overbearing fist strength directly broke through the protective aura of both sides, and the two people were like in a tug-of-war when the rope suddenly broke, flying backwards at the same time.

  Two muffled groans were heard, and then two figures fell to the ground.

  Both sides suffered losses! The moment he fell to the ground, Tang Feng got up again and rushed towards Han Dong once more, with a thread of fresh blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

  The same was true of the cold winter. The yellow-level high-grade protective aura on his body was broken by Tang Feng's one punch. "Tang Feng's aura penetrated into his body, and he was slightly injured.

  This kid is fierce! Han Dong felt that it had been a long time since he met such an energetic young man, but this battle he absolutely could not lose and would not lose.

  Rushing forward, Tang Feng transformed into a mad bull once again, launching a fierce and direct attack on Han Dong.

  A moment later, both sides punched each other again and flew out once more.

  No fancy moves, no tricks, just a fight between two people relying on strength and timing to find an opening to strike each other.

  Both of their fists were red and swollen, with a trickle of fresh blood seeping out, but neither felt any pain, nor would anyone stop their attack because of such injuries.

  A group of onlookers who were high-level cultivators watched with bated breath, this was not a fight between two cultivators, it was clearly just two bulls butting heads!

  Yang Chun looked at him with a sudden smile on her cheek, and her eyes looking at Tang Feng had more.

  A thread of approval.

  He finally understood that Tang Feng's desperate attack was meant to bridge the gap in combat experience between him and Han Dong. If he had to use a technique, ten Tang Fengs wouldn't be a match for Han Dong. However, this direct attack didn't require any combat experience, and even if it did, it would be very rare.

  But in the cold winter, he was forced to confront Tang Feng. Under such a fierce and violent direct attack, with his Huang Jie upper-grade realm, even if he had experience, he couldn't bring it out.