Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

In this vast Kunxuan Continent, everything is based on strength. From a village with more than a hundred households like this to the Ye Lin Empire where they live, it is the same.

The coming-of-age ceremony varies greatly in different families, and its fundamental purpose is nothing more than selecting outstanding children for training. Once you perform too mediocrely in the coming-of-age ceremony, you can only do some superficial work in the village in the future. Although you are not poor, your life and status will inevitably be inferior to others.

Zuo Feng stood far away in a corner, looking at the crowded crowd. Those cumbersome coming-of-age ceremonies gave him the most headache, so he deliberately came late for a while.

The ceremony has not ended yet. Looking at a group of teenagers in the middle of the venue being manipulated like puppets, Zuo Feng couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his decision.

There is a high platform built on the side of the field, and Teng Xiaoyun's familiar figure appeared on the platform. His eyes swept past him, and three empty seats were extremely eye-catching. These should be reserved for several village chiefs in neighboring villages.

‘These village chiefs will not be absent without reason. I’m afraid it has something to do with the bandits in Jinyan Mountain.’ Zuo Feng made his own judgment. For some reason, the shadow that attacked him a year ago now appeared in his mind and could not be shaken off.

The fight in the square had already begun after the ceremony. Zuo Feng took a casual look and turned his attention elsewhere. He liked such a stage so much a year ago, but now he is no longer the ignorant boy who showed his edge.

Zuo Feng glanced at a corner of the square and frowned involuntarily, because he saw that Fujita’s group was looking at him with a bad face.

“That kid really came.”

“He dared to ignore Brother Fujita’s warning. He is simply looking for death.”

Fujita was standing in the team at the edge of the square at this time, staring at Zuo Feng with his eyes narrowed. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, but the words he said were unusually calm.

“Since you are here, don’t think about leaving intact.”

After Fujita finished speaking, he looked at the boy in the field. The boy in the field just defeated a challenger easily. If he wants, he can continue to accept challenges. He also has a privilege, which is to challenge any boy who participates in the coming-of-age ceremony.

The boy saw Teng Xiang looking at him and immediately understood. He smiled and nodded, slowly raised his hand and pointed at Zuo Feng who was standing behind the crowd, and said loudly.

"Zuo Feng, I challenge you. If you don't dare to accept the challenge, get out of the coming-of-age ceremony."

"Zuo Cheng, you shameless guy. Knowing that Zuo Feng has no cultivation, you actually challenged him. If you want to find someone to compete, I will accompany you."

Zuo Hou stood on the sidelines and shouted anxiously and angrily, with some urgency in his voice. Usually they can only mock Zuo Feng verbally, but if Zuo Feng accepts the challenge on impulse, even the village chief can't stop it.

Zuo Feng had come to Zuo Hou's side without knowing when, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder twice, and then strode towards the field in Zuo Hou's shocked eyes. After taking a few steps, he slightly raised his arm and waved it twice in the air.

Looking at his familiar movements and confident back, Zuo Hou felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart. Because that confident back was almost exactly the same as a year ago, except that he was more mature and stable than a year ago.

"Feng'er, you..."

Teng Xiaoyun stood up from the stands and wanted to stop him, but when his eyes met with Zuo Feng's in the void, he couldn't say the rest of the words anyway, because Zuo Feng's eyes were full of determination and confidence at this moment.

The young man named Zuo Cheng who initiated the challenge looked at Zuo Feng who was walking into the field with a smirk on his face and said disdainfully.

"I didn't expect that after being a cowardly 'God of War' for a year, you would give me a chance to show my face today. If I remember correctly, you seem to have never lost in this arena."

"Want to defeat me? I hope you don't show your face, but in the end, you show your butt."

Zuo Feng's words immediately caused a group of women on the sidelines to cover their mouths and laugh. The boy named Zuo Cheng was so angry that his face turned red. In anger, he shouted: "Let's see who shows his butt."

As he roared, he stomped his right foot on the ground and rushed forward quickly. Looking at the boy who was rushing towards him with a calm face, the noisy sounds around him seemed to gradually move away from him, and his heart became as calm as still water.

It's been a year. In this year, I have endured countless ridicules and sarcasms. In this year, many friends around me have alienated themselves. In this year, I have lost my cultivation but polished my state of mind.

The boy's swift figure seemed to be abnormally slow in Zuo Feng's eyes. The other party's kick with full spiritual power gradually enlarged in his eyes. The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and some girls even closed their eyes involuntarily.

Zuo Hou subconsciously clenched his fists. He couldn't dodge at such a close distance. He just hoped that Zuo Feng could survive this kick, and then he would rush forward to save Zuo Feng regardless of the rules.

Teng Xiaoyun's eyes widened because he saw Zuo Feng's body shaking. Although the shaking was very weak, with his cultivation, he could see that there was spiritual energy flowing in Zuo Feng's body.

Just when Zuo Cheng's kick was only half a foot away from Zuo Feng, Zuo Feng's body finally moved. Shockingly, Zuo Feng did not retreat or take defense, but took a step forward.

This was almost a scene of sending himself to be kicked, but in the shaking of Zuo Feng's body, the kick and the kick were so strangely staggered. Zuo Feng's clenched right fist swung out from under his ribs. It was still a little slow at first, but soon it turned into a phantom and hit the opponent's face.

Zuo Cheng had a confident smile on his face when he took off his legs, but the next moment his smile was replaced by shock and sluggishness. The close contact between his face and his fist caused his face to become extremely exaggeratedly distorted, and a tooth with some flesh flew out of his mouth.

His body spun and flew backwards until his body hit the field and splashed a cloud of dust. The people watching around him still looked dumbfounded with their mouths open.

Everyone has a thought in their minds, ‘That cultivation genius is back again. ’

The shock in Zuo Feng's heart was no less than that of the others, because when he had just exerted his strength, the electric aura filled his fist almost instantly. He raised his energy and punched. This series of movements almost hit him unexpectedly, even a minute faster than he expected.

"Here, what's going on?"

It was as if Teng Xiaoyun couldn't hear the questions from the people around him. He could only be filled with joy that his most promising disciple had recovered his cultivation.

"Zuo Feng, this good-for-nothing, has recovered his cultivation."

"How is it possible to defeat Zuo Cheng with one move? He is about to break through to the fourth level of physical strength."

Teng Fang's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten a fly, and Teng Fang became nervous about Zuo Feng's recovery. After seeing clearly that the opponent's cultivation was only at the third level of the strong body stage, he gradually regained his composure.

"What are you calling for? So what if you recover? You're only at the second level of the physical enhancement stage. What's all the fuss about."

He scolded the person next to him harshly, and then turned to look at the calm young man in the field. The boy's habit of lightly dusting off the dust reminded him of the tragic defeat a year ago, and he said harshly in his heart.

'It would be better if I restored my cultivation. Only by defeating you in this way can I truly avenge my shame. ’

"I challenge you."

Fujikata's voice was not high-pitched, but it also made everyone recover from the shock, and all eyes turned to him. Fujikata walked towards the field with a confident expression, but continued to speak.

"If you don't get out now, it's no wonder I'm blind."

Zuo Feng looked at Tengfang coldly. He understood that the other party said this because he was afraid that he would avoid the battle. If it were the person he was a year ago, I'm afraid he would immediately get angry and take action, but now Zuo Feng only showed a sneer.

"Oh, since you are interested, I will naturally accompany you. And I really want to see your 'eyeless' fists and kicks."

Zuo Feng deliberately emphasized the word "eyeless", which immediately caused a burst of laughter from the surrounding people. The veins on Tengfang's forehead were slightly raised, showing that he was really angry. He said harshly: "Okay, okay, okay."

When he said the second word "good", Fujikata's body began to lean forward slightly. When the third word "good" fell, the body had already burst out, and its speed and power were extremely amazing.

In just two breaths, Tengfang had already rushed forward, and the dust behind him slowly started to rise. A punch filled with spiritual power came towards Zuofeng with overwhelming force.

Zuo Feng took a step to the side without any hesitation, turning his body slightly to avoid the punch, but the subsequent punch followed closely. This style of play is almost done regardless of the loss of spiritual energy, because there is no time for the spiritual energy to be restored with such a fast move.

The punch came so fast that Zuo Feng couldn't dodge and had to raise his arm to hit it hard.

"Bang"

With a muffled sound, Zuo Feng staggered back five or six steps before dispelling the spiritual power of the punch. There is a level difference between the two, and it is not easy to be able to follow them. Seeing that the opponent was struggling to parry, Teng Fang seized the opportunity to attack frantically.

"mean"

Zuo Hou couldn't help but cursed angrily in the crowd. Except for a few teenagers who glared at him, most of them nodded secretly, obviously agreeing with Zuo Hou's view. It is indeed a bit shameful to compete with an opponent who is one level lower than yourself, relying entirely on the difference in cultivation and using a head-on approach.

Different from the embarrassment that others saw, Zuo Feng felt secretly happy in his heart. Because after blocking the opponent's full punch, the huge spiritual energy rushed into the body, and was strangely quickly swallowed up by the own spiritual energy containing thunder and lightning.

Not to mention that I have never heard of this kind of thing, I don't even dare to think about it, because it almost goes against the eternal iron law of Kunxuan Continent. No one's physique is exactly the same, so the aura refined through practice is also different. If you forcibly swallow and absorb other people's spiritual energy, you will either explode and die, or you will end up going crazy and running out of energy.

It was hard for Zuo Feng to believe just now that he could have dissipated the power of this punch by taking three steps back. But because of shock and disbelief, he had no choice but to take two steps back and concentrate on feeling this strange change in his body.

Before he could be surprised, Teng Fang's kick filled with spiritual power was already in front of him. This time Zuo Feng simply raised his hand to pick it up without hesitation. He wanted to confirm whether the strange scene just now was accidental.

"Bang"

After another muffled sound, Zuo Feng fell back six steps, while his body trembled slightly as if he had been seriously injured. But this was just the illusion of others. In fact, he was so excited that he couldn't control his body trembling.