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Chapter 233 The Mysterious Fist

This sudden change of expression startled Jiang Yingying.

When I was asked to report before, she was very polite. How come she's a completely different person now that I've come in?

For a moment, I felt a little regretful for bringing the other person in.

Skinny Monkey's complexion wasn't much better at the moment, which was different from what was expected!

He quickly called out softly from the side, "Sir, you..."

"Shut up!"

However, before he could finish speaking, Yang Tangfeng interrupted him sharply.

Looking at Yang Tangfeng's sharp eyes and terrifying aura, Skinny Monkey was at a loss for what to do. He swallowed a few times but dared not speak.

Su Yiqing was also present, her fists clenched tightly, her eyes filled with tension.

Are they here to demand an explanation?

After all, Ye Feng had killed Sang Cheng before. No matter what, the other party was a member of the Baolong clan. Now that the public opinion was in an uproar, it was not surprising that the other party came to deal with it.

She couldn't help but look at Ye Feng, but instead of panicking, he was unusually calm.

"What crime have I committed?"

Ye Feng spoke, glancing at the other party indifferently, "I helped you get rid of the parasites, you should thank me. If you're here to cause trouble, you can leave now."

These words were undeniably bold, leaving everyone present somewhat dumbfounded.

Who would have thought that even in this situation, Ye Feng would still be so assertive, refusing to back down an inch.

Upon hearing this, Yang Tangfeng gave a cold laugh and said mercilessly, "My Baolong clan has its own reward and punishment system. Even if there are corrupt officials, it's not your place as an outsider to manage them, and you have no right to kill them!"

"Do you know that everyone in my Baolong clan is a carefully selected elite? Your actions have broken our rules!"

"Isn't that a crime?"

He spoke with righteous indignation and was quite angry.

Even bystanders could easily see the fierce killing intent emanating from him, and everyone broke out in a cold sweat at that moment.

Ye Feng merely raised an eyebrow and retorted, "Even if I kill him, what can you do about it?"

"how?"

Yang Tangfeng's aura grew increasingly terrifying. He roared, "Naturally, I'll capture you and take you back to report, awaiting further orders from higher-ups!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lunged forward like a ferocious beast.

His unstoppable aura was like a sharp blade, startling everyone into retreating, their faces turning pale!

Yang Tangfeng extended one hand in a claw shape, reaching directly at Ye Feng.

Unfortunately, Ye Feng was not afraid. Instead of advancing, he retreated and launched a counterattack. The moment the two made contact, a series of explosive sounds rang out in the air.

The impact was visible to the naked eye and spread outwards, even causing the furnishings in the room to shake.

At first glance, this clash appears to be a close contest between the two sides.

Yang Tangfeng lived up to his reputation as a captain of the Dragon Guard. He was extremely adept at seizing opportunities. After his first attack failed, he would immediately follow up with another. His attacks were continuous and each one more ferocious than the last.

Moreover, every move he made was executed in an unexpected direction, causing Ye Feng to narrow his eyes slightly.

This was the first time he had ever seen such a tactic, but he quickly noticed something amiss.

The technique used by Yang Tangfeng was an ancient martial arts style called the Mysterious Form Fist.

As the name suggests, this style of boxing has fixed moves, but no fixed direction of attack. Each move may appear to be forward, but in reality, it may be in various directions.

Its main characteristic is its unpredictability and unexpectedness, coupled with its immense power, often resulting in a swift and decisive victory.

Ye Feng's eyes revealed a strong interest after the two exchanged dozens of moves.

He finally grasped a sliver of the true meaning, and then began to imitate Yang Tangfeng's appearance and movements!

boom!

The two collided once again!

This time, the battle was no longer evenly matched; Yang Tangfeng was forced to retreat several steps.

When he finally managed to regain his footing, his eyes were filled with shock.

"you?!"

"How is that possible?"

Yang Tangfeng was caught off guard. From the previous exchange, he was certain that Ye Feng did not know the Mixing Fist at all. So what was that punch just now?

Could it be that this kid is just learning on the spot?

No, not possible!

The Mi Xing Quan (迷形拳) is extremely complex and is one of the ancient boxing styles, making it even more difficult. It's not something you can learn just by looking at it once; even he himself practiced diligently for a long time before he mastered it.

"Again!"

Yang Tangfeng roared and charged forward again, refusing to believe it.

Ye Feng learned while practicing, and mastered the Mi Xing Quan (迷形拳) technique in a very short time.

As Yang Tangfeng attacked forward, retreated, and then attacked to the left, Ye Feng remained calm. He seemed to block forward but actually turned to attack to the right, and his speed and power were even faster and stronger than Yang Tangfeng's.

Before the opponent's attack could even land, I had already seized the initiative.

This caused Yang Tangfeng's advantageous attack to be neutralized in an instant, and he was forced to switch from an offensive rhythm to a defensive one. This situation happened many times in a row.

In the end, even Yang Tangfeng had to believe that everything was true!

Especially when he saw Ye Feng's Mi Xing Fist becoming more and more proficient, he realized that this kid had actually learned his fist technique in the fight!

He kept throwing out all sorts of tricky punches, trying to shatter this unrealistic reality.

What he couldn't accept was that no matter what he did or how hard he tried, he was never able to gain the upper hand, and he couldn't even maintain the original balance of power.

Gradually, his disadvantages grew larger and larger, to the point where he could no longer cope.

Su Yiqing, Shouhou, and Jiang Yingying had already retreated to the edge, staring intently at everything, their faces filled with shock.

After all, battles between grandmasters are not common, and this is already a rare opportunity.

Su Yiqing watched with great interest. Although she had seen Ye Feng make a move before, the scene was not as exciting as this one.

As for Skinny Monkey, he was extremely nervous at this moment. No matter who it was, he didn't want the other to lose.

One is his boss, and the other is someone he respects. If it were just a casual sparring match, that would be fine, but he fears that the two will decide the winner and loser, and even their lives.

With everyone harboring their own thoughts, the battle entered a heated phase as time went on.

Although Yang Tangfeng used his full power in the Mixing Fist, trying out all sorts of angles and forces without holding back, he still couldn't gain any advantage over Ye Feng.

On the contrary, he was struggling to hold on under Ye Feng's suppression, and was already on the verge of not being able to hold on any longer.

The most painful thing in the world is being defeated by your own own moves!

This ancient martial art, which has been cultivated for decades and is the source of our pride, has become the most ridiculous technique at this moment.