If I send you to join the army and marry a woman, will you conquer the Empress?

fast!

too fast!

No one saw how Qin Feng made his move.

All I saw was a blur!

"Bang!"

The next moment, Yun Feiyang was sent flying and crashed heavily into the gate three meters away.

His once handsome face swelled up at a visible speed, with a clear five-finger mark on it, and bright red blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, making him look extremely disheveled.

The entire room fell silent.

Whether it was the guards kneeling on the ground or the passersby watching from a distance, they were all petrified on the spot.

"Aaaaaah!"

After a brief silence, Yun Feiyang roared hysterically.

He struggled to get up from the ground, covering his burning face with one hand and pointing at Qin Feng with the other.

"Qin Feng, you piece of trash, how dare you hit me?!"

"snort!"

Qin Feng looked at him coldly and withdrew his hand.

That slap just now used part of the power of the [Dragon Spirit and Tiger Ferocity] talent; otherwise, it would never have been so powerful.

"Yun Feiyang, didn't you ask me to hit you because you were a fool?"

Qin Feng then changed the subject, looking at Xia Yingtai, who was also in shock.

"Besides, you shouldn't have humiliated my brother!"

"Don't even mention you, you good-for-nothing young master. Anyone standing here today, even princes and nobles—"

"Dare to insult my brother? I'll beat you without hesitation!!!"

boom!

These words were powerful and resounding, displaying unparalleled dominance!

The last sentence, in particular, struck Xia Yingtai's heart like a thunderbolt.

Her phoenix eyes stared unblinkingly at Qin Feng's retreating figure, feeling that he was taller than anyone else.

Was he... standing up for me?

From childhood to adulthood, she was Princess Fuyao, a princess of noble birth, revered by all.

Countless people fawned over her, flattered her, and feared her.

But never before has anyone stood up without hesitation like Qin Feng when she was humiliated, using the most direct and domineering method to seek justice for her!

He was even willing to offend the powerful Left Prime Minister!

At this moment, an unprecedented and strange feeling welled up in Xia Yingtai's heart.

It was as if a pebble had been thrown into the still lake of her heart, which had been calm for eighteen years, creating ripples.

Qin Feng is the real man!

Making such a friend is the greatest blessing of her life!

Qin Feng, I've decided to be your friend!

I will make sure Father Emperor rewards you properly in the future!

Just as Xia Yingtai's heart was pounding, Yun Feiyang, blinded by humiliation and anger, had already gotten up from the ground.

"Qin Feng, you've got guts!"

He gritted his teeth, his venomous gaze filled with a hatred that made him want to devour Qin Feng alive.

"It was my carelessness just now; you piece of trash, you ambushed me!"

"Do you dare to fight me fair and square?"

"Let's have a one-on-one duel! If I lose, I'll kneel down on the spot, personally pick up these five hundred taels of silver notes, and respectfully hand them to you!"

"If you lose, you'll have to crawl between my legs!!!"

He paused, a ferocious and cruel smile appearing on his face.

"What is there to be afraid of?"

Qin Feng was not afraid at all and nodded in agreement.

"Good, you've got guts!"

Yun Feiyang got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and grinned with a twisted and excited smirk.

In his view, Qin Feng agreeing to a one-on-one fight was tantamount to courting death!

"Kid, do you really think I'm some good-for-nothing who's good for nothing?"

"To tell you the truth, three years ago, through my father's connections, I became a disciple of Yang Xuance, the top martial arts master in the imperial palace, and learned his secret techniques!"

……

These words caused an uproar in the room.

Yang Xuance!

This is the chief instructor of the 800,000 Imperial Guards, the number one bodyguard in front of the emperor. It is said that his cultivation has reached the pinnacle, and his iron fists can shake mountains!

Yun Feiyang is actually his apprentice?

Commander Lü, standing behind Xia Yingtai, tightened his grip on the halberd.

"Today, I'll broaden your horizons, you frog in a well!"

Yun Feiyang's confidence swelled to its peak amidst the gasps of amazement from the crowd.

"Watch closely! This move is called—"

"Tiger! Roar! Dragon! Cry! Fist!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled his right fist back, his bones crackling and popping, and a fierce aura soared into the sky.

A punch was thrown!

call!

The fist whistled through the air, and it actually carried a faint sound of tiger's roar and dragon's cry, its momentum was extremely astonishing!

The onlookers were horrified and retreated, fearing they would be caught in the blast of that powerful punch.

"What powerful boxing skills!"

"So this is the ultimate technique of the Imperial Guard's top expert? It truly lives up to its reputation!"

"That's it, that kid's dead meat! That punch will probably leave not even bone fragments!"

……

Qin Feng was not afraid at all; in fact, he was quite excited.

Tiger Roar and Dragon Cry Fist?

That sounds really awesome!

If I learn this, wouldn't my skills increase dramatically?

[Photographic Memory], activated!

In an instant, Yun Feiyang's fierce punch was slowed down infinitely in his vision.

[Ding! Host is detected observing martial arts moves...]

[Congratulations, host! You have successfully mastered the Yellow Rank Low-Grade Martial Skill – "Sick Cat Fist"!]

I rely on!

Sick cat punch?

Qin Feng almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

What is that?

Where's the roar of the tiger and the cry of the dragon? How did it turn into a sick cat?

System, are you bugging something? Or are you deliberately messing with me?

Qin Feng's mind was screaming wildly.

[Host, this system is completely honest and reliable, with absolutely no bugs.]

The "Tiger Roar and Dragon Cry Fist" is a high-grade Xuan-level martial art that emphasizes the unity of form and intent, with a powerful and unstoppable force. Every move and stance possesses the might of a dragon and a tiger.

This person is dull-witted and has extremely poor aptitude; he understands the form but not the meaning.

[He forcibly transformed a mid-grade Xuan-level "Tiger Roar and Dragon Cry Fist" into this grotesque mess. The essence of the fist technique was completely lost, leaving only its form, and its power was less than one-tenth of what it once was.]

[Based on the comprehensive assessment of this system, the power and effect of this fist technique are only equivalent to the low-grade Yellow Rank martial art – "Sick Cat Fist".]

……

Qin Feng was completely speechless.

After all that trouble, it turns out it wasn't a system problem!

This Yun Feiyang is an absolute waste, he turned a Xuan-level ultimate skill into a low-grade Huang-level trash!

Just then, Yun Feiyang's "Sick Cat Fist" slammed right in front of Qin Feng!

"Hmph, a mere grain of rice dares to shine?"

Qin Feng let out a disdainful snort.

He simply raised his right hand slowly, extended only his index finger, and pointed at it.

"court death!"

Seeing Qin Feng's arrogance in using only one finger to catch his ultimate technique, Yun Feiyang was instantly enraged and increased the force of his punch!

He could almost see Qin Feng's fingers being crushed inch by inch, and then flying backward with a scream!

But the next second.

"Snap—!"

A crisp cracking sound echoed throughout the venue.

"Aaaaaah!"

Immediately afterwards, a figure was sent flying backward with a scream!

It's not Qin Feng.

Instead, it's clouds soaring!

He slammed his fist heavily against the vermilion gate of the Prime Minister's residence again, making a loud thud, before slumping limply to the ground.

That once-proud iron fist was pierced with a bloody hole, dripping with blood.

The entire room fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

He broke the "Tiger Roar and Dragon Cry Fist" personally taught by the top master of the Imperial Palace with just one finger?

They even beat Young Master Yun like a dead dog?

"hehe!"

Qin Feng slowly withdrew his unharmed fingers, walked step by step to Yun Feiyang, and looked down at him condescendingly.

"The dragon doesn't roar, the tiger doesn't howl, how laughable is this insignificant young master Yun!"