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  This young man, unexpectedly, wasn't just a reckless and impulsive character as he had thought, but rather someone with both bravery and strategy. Yang Chun let out a soft sigh, such a great talent, he had originally wanted to recruit him to White Emperor City to develop his skills. But now it seemed, this idea was no longer feasible.

  After this battle with Dongcheng Lord, who would still follow him to Baidi City? How could Han Dong tolerate him again?

  Two dull thuds echoed, and the two people fighting exchanged another punch. Two streams of blood shot out into the air, and Tang Feng and Han Dong flew out once again, for who knows how many times.

  Although his physical quality was not weak in the cold winter, after being beaten so many times, he could hardly bear it. After all, he suppressed his strength to the yellow stage, and his protective aura couldn't withstand the opponent's iron fist. The aura penetrated into his body, and he couldn't break the rules to dissolve it, so he could only rely on his physical body to endure.

  He struggled to his feet, wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth in the cold winter, and glared at Tang Feng fiercely. He didn't expect this battle to turn out like this, and he even more didn't expect Tang Feng to be so ruthless and unyielding.

  The outcome was still undecided, so although a group of people next to them were watching with bated breath, no one went to stop them.

  Tang Feng also wiped the fresh blood from his mouth with his hand, looking disheveled on the surface but feeling extremely pleased in his heart. Unlike Han Dong, every time they exchanged blows and their fists landed on each other's bodies, although it was a real and solid hit, Tang Feng had the unbreakable armor that he wore close to his body, which directly blocked Han Dong's aura, so Tang Feng only felt the force of the punch.

  But in the cold winter, what one has to endure is not only the force of one's own fists, but also the chill that seeps into one's bones!

  In comparison, Tang Feng clearly got the better end of the deal, as the injuries he sustained were far more severe than those of his opponent. However, he couldn't show any signs of relief, and that mouthful of blood was something he had brought upon himself; otherwise, given his current physical condition, he wouldn't have suffered such serious injuries.

  He pretended to be weak and stood up, took a deep breath, Tang Feng's eyes were about to split, he let out a loud roar and rushed towards Han Dong. The performance of Tang Feng now is exactly the strength that a lower-level Xuan stage should have, even if this kind of strength among people of the same level is rare, it still exists and won't be too surprising. This kind of person is a good seedling with great development potential.

  Half a stick of incense passed, one stick of incense passed, and an hour had passed! The two people continued to fight like this, colliding with each other, swinging their fists at each other, then slamming into the opponent once, retreating back, and rushing forward again, repeating the cycle.

  Every collision is done with all one's might, every fall will get back up again.

  Whether it's the scorching summer or the freezing winter, there is a somewhat exhausted look, and when standing up again, the footsteps are floating, and the two fists that keep dripping blood can't help but tremble.

  Now they are no longer able to maintain their initial punching speed, which is several times slower than at first.

  After a flurry of exchanges, Tang Feng and Han Dong simultaneously abandoned their defenses and launched a fierce counterattack.

  This time, however, was slightly different from the previous one. Han Dong still aimed at Tang Feng's chest, but Tang Feng aimed at Han Dong's cheek.

  His fist hadn't even arrived, but the explosive force of his punch had already made Winter's cheek sting. If this hit landed, he estimated that his cheek would be swollen for several days. But that wasn't the point, the point was that you shouldn't hit someone in the face, hitting someone in the face hurts their self-esteem!

  Moreover, Han Dong is the Winter City Lord of Baidi City, how can he be slapped in the face by a junior? He really couldn't bear to lose face like this.

  The idea had just emerged when Tang Feng's fist solidly smashed onto Han Dong's face, causing him to see stars and have a mouthful of blood.

  Tang Feng was also hit by the cold winter at the same moment, but he felt extremely relieved in his heart. The many previous clashes were just to numb the opponent, and this final punch was his true purpose.

  This is it, I've finally gotten revenge for my aunt! Haha, wonderful! One of the inner city lords of the majestic White Emperor City was actually slapped in the face by a lowly young man at the bottom of the mystic stage. Whoever hears about this will burst out laughing.

  "You little brat, you're looking for death!" Han Dong's anger turned into rage, and in an instant, he abandoned his suppression of his own strength, restoring himself to the realm of Tian Jie Upper Grade. His fierce aura charged straight at Tang Feng.

  He was really furious, this action was just a subconscious reaction, and he didn't think about the previous agreement at all.

  Tang Fei Xiao stepped forward and blocked Tang Feng's path, gazing coldly at Han Dong.

  Behind her, Qin Si Niang exerted a great deal of effort to finally prop up Tang Feng, who was panting and weak. Tang Feng's current appearance was as wretched as could be; his two arms hung limply by his sides, half-leaning on Qin Si Niang's body, his legs seemingly without the strength to stand, his chest stained with blood, his eyelids drooping as if he would fall asleep at any moment.

  It's clear that he is now exhausted and has no possibility of continuing to fight. Yes, that's how it looks to outsiders.

  "What do you want to do?" Tang Fei asked Han Dong with a smile.

  "Fourth brother!" Yang Chun couldn't help but remind him.

  A chill ran down his spine, and he immediately thought of the method he was using now, which didn't feel quite right. His face turned red and white in turns, gritting his teeth, clenching his fists, silent for a long time, before finally dispersing the aura around him with a huff, erasing his momentum. Closing his eyes, a reluctant expression on his face, he slowly said: "I lost!"

  He indeed lost, although he suppressed his strength to a realm lower than Tang Feng's, but with his identity, he could only fight Tang Feng to a draw, which was already a loss. Moreover, after that last punch, Han Dong actually used heavenly-stage aura, directly breaking the rules and previous agreement.

  Lost, lost too reluctantly! If it wasn't for being hit in the face by him, how would I have impulsively used the Tianjie's rage? Looking at his current state, I almost don't need to fight again, he can't even stand up. Just one step short, and I could have defeated him.

  "Since my fourth brother lost, we will also abide by the previous agreement. Farewell. Bai Zongzheng, I have troubled you for many days in your sect, please forgive me." Yang Chun said expressionlessly to Bai Suzhi.

  Bai Suzi supported Lin Ruoyu, who was still unconscious, and said with a smile: "The master of Yangcheng is polite, the four city masters can come to Tianxiu as guests, Tianxiu welcomes them but hasn't had time yet, why say it's a bother."

  Yang Chun nodded slightly, glanced at Tang Feng, and then without a word, led the other three city masters to leave quickly.

  "Han Dong's departure before the cold winter, looked at Tang Feng coldly and said: 'Little boy, quickly grow up to Tianjie. I'll be waiting for you in Bai Di City! At that time, I absolutely won't show mercy again! Hmph!'"

  After the master of Siji City left, Tang Fei smiled and said with a mouthful of words: "This cold winter is as unpleasant to talk about as farting, but it's still quite straightforward."

  It's not easy for a top-notch master to admit defeat in front of a young man who is only at the lower level of the Mystic Realm. But Han Dong did admit his failure, which shows that he has some integrity, even if he does have a bit of a sharp tongue and a vengeful personality.

  "Feng Shao, how are you?" Tang Fei asked with a smile, turning his head to look at Tang Feng, who was weak to the point of being unable to be any weaker.

  "Not dead yet, let's go back to the Smoke Willow Pavilion!" Tang Feng still didn't dare reveal his true form. With so many Tian Xiu disciples watching below, if he were to suddenly become vigorous and energetic again, it would undoubtedly be another slap in the face for the White Emperor City, and would also expose his own secret, which was not worth it.

  Lin Ruoyu was still in a coma, so that she wouldn't worry about Tang Feng again when she woke up. A group of people sent her to the Yanliuge and settled her down to rest in Bao'er's and Meng'er's room.

  As soon as a group of people had helped Tang Feng into the room, Tang Feng turned his head and looked around, saying to Xiao Shu: "Close the door!"

  Tang Fei Xiao heard the words and closed the door, Tang Feng immediately straightened his waist that had been bent for a long time, the weak color on his face disappeared in an instant, and the two eyes could emit a green glow in the room.

  Several people were startled.

  Xiao Shu hastily pulled Tang Feng and said: "Feng Shao, what are you doing?"

  Tang Feng pushed Tong Fei Xiao away, rubbing his chest with his hand, and said with a grimace: "I'm going to die from the pain."

  Duan Qiuzhi stood beside him, smiling: "It seems that Feng Shao's injury is not as serious as it looks."

  If he really got hurt that badly, he should be lying in bed now and at least need to rest for half a month before he can get up. But now, although he is rubbing his chest, where is the weak look from just now?

  "Feng Shao you..." Tang Fei smiled and furrowed his brow, sizing up Tang Feng from head to toe, still a bit perplexed.

  "How's my acting, Master?" Tang Feng chuckled and winked at Tang Fei.

  Having heard this sentence, Tang Fei and Qin Si Niang couldn't help but roll their eyes. The intense and brutal fight just now was actually just a play?

  "The fourth daughter scolded: 'You scared me to death.'"

  Tang Fei laughed and gave a thumbs up: "Feng Shao, you played this trick well! I was wondering why you didn't use your hidden weapons during the fight, now it turns out you were planning this!"

  A tree that stands out in the forest will be battered by the wind. Tang Feng is still too young, and if he were to show too much combat power at this time, it would not bring him any benefits. Today's battle was one where Tang Feng had "gone through a thousand hardships" just to barely defeat his opponent, and he himself was beaten until he looked like a dog. This has somewhat brought some mental balance to the four people from White Emperor City, and will not cause others to harbor resentment towards him.

  So this play is necessary and has been performed well! Tang Feng's positioning of himself and his enemy are both quite good.

  Tang Fei didn't expect that Tang Feng would actually understand other people's psychology so well, not only did he vent his anger, but also made others not dare to underestimate him.

  Since it's just acting, that means Tang Feng hasn't used his full strength yet. As soon as they thought of this, Tang Fei and Duan Qi exchanged a glance, both deeply shocked. Although Tang Feng's current realm has only increased by one grade compared to two months ago, his overall strength has increased several times over. If it were two months ago, Tang Fei would have dared to say that Tang Feng couldn't reach this level now, even if he could defeat the upper-grade Huang Jie, it would be a narrow victory, how could he be so effortless like now?

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