Chapter 696: Eastern Demon Mastiff
The dull sound exploded like thunder!
The powerful vital energy emitted from the old man’s peerless fists made Lin Zifeng’s arms go numb.
Even the sleeves of his arm were torn apart.
"Ancient Martial Tai Chi!"
Lin Zifeng’s cold eyes immediately darkened.
The technique the old man used was one of Huaxia’s strongest ancient martial arts, ’Tai Chi’!
In the past at the Dark Prison, the old man often talked to him about the various wonderful martial arts of the hidden families in Huaxia.
Especially when it came to Ancient Martial Tai Chi, he had sternly warned him about its fierceness.
He never expected he would actually encounter it today.
Tai Chi is divided into different families’ Tai Chi, and there’s formless Tai Chi.
Today in the world, Yang’s Tai Chi is somewhat more popular, but the Tai Chi that exists now is completely different from Ancient Martial Tai Chi.
That is to say, Ancient Martial Tai Chi surpasses all other Tai Chi!
"Hehe, kid, it seems you really do know quite a bit," said the old man, withdrawing his fists and standing with them folded behind him. His black clothes rustled as a light breeze blew.
Had he actually moved to strike just now, with Lin Zifeng’s strength, he would definitely not have been able to avoid even three strikes!
Clearly, his actions were intentional.
"If I’m not mistaken, you must be a descendant of the Huaxia Ancient Martial Tai Chi," Lin Zifeng said, slowly regaining his composure, his expression indifferent as he stared at the man.
"Hehe, what if you’ve guessed right?" Fang Yizheng chuckled.
He stood with closed eyes, as if he were an ancient demon or god, immovable.
Lin Zifeng could feel the Magic Bracelet on his wrist spinning faster and faster, and a strong vital energy began to surge into his body. He didn’t understand why the old man persistently tracked him, time and time again.
After the last time he was followed, he thought long and hard, and he investigated the old man’s background through various channels, but the response from the Martial Arts Alliance was very simple.
This had already caused Lin Zifeng to become severely suspicious.
If the old man truly wanted to kill him, he could have ended his life almost instantly.
"Please tell me, why do you keep following me?" Lin Zifeng asked with furrowed brows, his heart skipping a beat at the fear that the old man might be coveting the secrets he possessed.
"Kid, knowing too much isn’t good for you. How about you show me your real skills and have a hundred rounds of combat with this old man?" Fang Yizheng laughed heartily.
Standing there, his aura soared once again.
A strong atmosphere instantly filled the area, and between his fists, there was even a hint of faint purple Powerful Light!
Lin Zifeng’s heart sank heavily!
Could it be he has surpassed the Vital Energy Expelling Realm!
This was a vital energy Lin Zifeng had never seen before; it was purple vital energy!
Fist Generating Vital Energy is already pale yellow, and Vital Energy Expelling Realm manifests as red-yellow Fist Light; could there be a realm that surpasses the Expelling Realm?
Even Lin Zifeng, throughout these years, had never encountered a master of such a level!
Even his instructor Phantom had only golden vital energy.
Previously, when he possessed no vital energy, he thought of it as just another name for a master. Now, it seems he was indeed too naive.
Without waiting for Lin Zifeng to recover, Fang Yizheng’s pale face eerily smiled as he suddenly sank into stance.
His figure once again whooshed forward.
The wind mixed in the air was shaken until it rustled loudly.
Faced with such a strong opponent, the man’s pitch-black pupils gradually turned a bit ashy.
Even if the opponent was overwhelmingly powerful, what of it?
However, just as Fang Yizheng had taken a step forward, he felt a chill in his calf.
A faint presence of a powerful being immediately changed his complexion.
Fang Yizheng panicked inside, and the speed of his movements began to slow down significantly.
It was at this moment that Lin Zifeng, sensing an opportunity for attack, pounced like a fierce tiger.
His body slightly arched, like a drawn bow, he lunged towards Fang Yizheng in an instant.
Poor Fang Yizheng felt his heart turning cold.
Full of anticipation, he hoped that the strong figure in the shadows would understand his intentions.
What he did was merely to sell someone a favor.
But he had no idea if that person would appreciate the favor...
The sound of fists bursting through the air echoed once more.
Purple and golden Powerful Lights clashed throughout the whole forest, wreaking havoc.
With every clash, the surrounding trees, large and small, were almost shattered by the overflowing Vital Energy!
However, at the edge of the forest, a gaunt black-haired man was sitting cross-legged on top of a large tree!
The man, with long fingers, held a cigarette that had burned to the end but was reluctant to throw it away for a long time.
A few traces of amusement flashed across his face behind the mask.
He didn’t know that after being beaten up by him that night, this old geezer had already become fearful.
To be brutally beaten by someone at such an age, if word got out, it would be a complete joke.
"Fang Yizheng? A descendant of Ancient Martial Tai Chi? Hmm, it seems I was overly concerned."
The man jumped down from the tree, stretched his body, and lit a new cigarette on his lips.
His deep and hollow gaze suddenly turned extremely cold!
He stared intently in the direction of the villa, having also heard the wolf howl just moments ago.
His face, previously somewhat sly, changed to one of intense solemnity.
The man moved with a light step, but each step he took exuded an air of extravagance.
Meanwhile, Fang Yizheng, who was under the attack of Lin Zifeng’s aggressive stance, finally let out a sigh of relief.
The immense pressure gradually subsided, and with a sly smile, the old fellow said, "Young lad, use all your skills."
Lin Zifeng, engaged in the battle, silently cursed that something was wrong.
His thick eyebrows immediately knitted together.
The strength that the old man suddenly displayed far exceeded Lin Zifeng’s capabilities of defense.
What started as an offensive slowly turned into defense.
Initially frightened, but as the old man held back with every attack, he seemed to have realized something.
Seeing this, Fang Yizheng smirked and felt a bit of consolation in his heart.
Their battle did not seem so fierce; though it looked terrifying, it seemed as if the old man was imparting something to him...
"It should be right here."
The man nonchalantly walked onto the villa’s lawn.
Gazing upon the Nangong Bing family’s luxurious estate, he sighed with admiration and cursed, "Your grandfather’s grandmother’s grandfather, Nangong Shui, oh Nangong Shui, even in death, you left such an estate. It seems you thought quite thoroughly."
Just as the man’s words fell.
Atop the villa’s roof, a pair of bright green eyes were staring intently at him.
Greed, savagery, brutality... a multitude of complex emotions flickered through those eyes.
The man smiled and raised his head, locking eyes with the beast.
The atmosphere became exceptionally tense in an instant...
After a while, the man finally spoke leisurely, "Eastern Demon Mastiff!"