Fists that can subdue mountains and rivers, martial arts that can lead to immortality!

"I don't think so!"

"So you're the one who hit my precious daughter?"

"I've never hit her in my life, yet you dared to treat her so cruelly?"

"I will not arrest you and take you to the authorities today."

"But I will make you pay with your blood."

"Anyway, with my miraculous niece here, you won't die, but I'll make you wish you were dead!"

"Beat them!"

Yan Zhengli glared at Yan Ruyu with annoyance, then turned his gaze to Jiang Wangzu.

He had to admit, Jiang Wangzu was really handsome.

But he is not a woman.

And he doesn't like men either.

What good is being handsome!

He knew that Jiang Wangzu was having Yan Ruyu help him brew a secret medicine to enhance his strength.

That proves he is a martial artist who practices strength.

But since he dared to come here today, he must have made thorough preparations.

He found a master who had mastered the art of strength to oversee things, precisely to teach Jiang Wangzu a painful lesson.

"kill!"

At Yan Zhengli's command, his servants, armed with clubs, charged toward Jiang Wangzu.

"You guys are so noisy!"

Jiang Wangzu adopted a boxing stance and unleashed the Black Tiger Fist, smashing a wooden stick that was being hurled at him in half with one punch. Then, he delivered a powerful punch, sending the person wielding the stick flying backwards along with the stick.

He then swept his weapon across the ground, knocking one of the servants to the ground.

He kicked out again, sending another servant flying.

His moves were swift and powerful; although he was holding back, a single strike was enough to completely incapacitate these ordinary servants.

In just a few breaths, Jiang Wangzu knocked down more than a dozen Yan family guards.

The courtyard was filled with wails and cries of agony, one after another, leaving Yan Zhengli completely dumbfounded.

"Brother Feng, look..."

Yan Zhengli took two steps back and looked at Feng Tao, a martial artist who had reached the peak of strength cultivation, behind him.

"I've achieved minor success in power training, but I should be close to mastering it soon."

"It uses the Tiger Form Fist, but this type of Xingyi style is too common, and it's not clear who the master is yet."

"However, this person's stance training is mediocre, which proves that his foundation is unstable, and his master is probably not a famous teacher either."

"At such a young age, to have mastered such strength, one could call him a martial arts genius."

"But compared to me, you're still far behind!"

Feng Tao used the technique of praising by first criticizing, vividly and figuratively belittling Jiang Wangzu, while also elevating his own image in Yan Zhengli's eyes.

"hehe."

"A frog tattooed on a tadpole's back? Are you showing off to your mom?"

Feng Tao's words made no attempt to hide anything from Jiang Wangzu, who responded with a cold laugh and a retort.

"You rude junior, today I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders."

"You slapped half of Miss Rulan's face, so I'll slap your whole face."

"I'll make sure you're too ashamed to face anyone again!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Tao's expression turned slightly cold, but out of respect for his status as a senior expert, he refrained from launching into a tirade.

"I think you're all talk and no action, like a dog trying to lift a curtain."

"Let's fight!"

Jiang Wangzu beckoned to Feng Tao and said provocatively.

His third-rate external martial arts technique, Iron Armor Kung Fu, has been mastered.

Theoretically speaking, they are no weaker than martial artists who have mastered strength training. In fact, due to the special nature of external strength training, they are even stronger and more resilient than ordinary martial artists who have mastered strength training, and have a higher chance of winning.

In addition, there's Xiao Cheng's Black Tiger Fist.

He was charging in like a dragon, how could he possibly lose?

However, he had never fought against a martial artist who had mastered the Great Strength Training, so he didn't know just how strong such a martial artist was.

Now that he's run into one, he's determined to have a good fight with him!

"Arrogant brat!"

"You will pay the price for your arrogance!"

Feng Tao stared straight at Jiang Wangzu, who took a step forward, the force of which created a deep crater in the solid ground.

He leaped up like a nimble white ape and charged towards Jiang Wangzu.

Boom!

His arms reached past his knees, and his punches, delivered with fierce force, slammed into Jiang Wangzu's chest.

dong dong!

Two muffled sounds rang out from Jiang Wangzu's chest.

Ding Ding Deng!

Jiang Wangzu took three steps back to steady himself.

"Mastered the art of strength training?"

"this one?"

"Didn't you eat?"

"Push harder!"

Jiang Wangzu looked at Feng Tao and shouted.

Then he unleashed the Black Tiger Fist, a Black Tiger Heart-Piercing Strike aimed directly at Feng Tao's chest!

Boom!

Feng Tao raised his fist to block.

The two fought back and forth in the narrow backyard.

Jiang Wangzu activated his Iron Armor Skill, and Feng Tao's White Ape Tongbi Fist couldn't hurt him at all.

Although his Iron Armor Technique is not yet perfected and he cannot make his body resemble iron armor, he now seems to possess the Stone Armor Technique, his physical body as solid as a rock.

With the added benefits of his Golden Kidneys and the minor mastery of the Black Tiger Fist, his strength was in no way inferior to Feng Tao's, and might even be stronger.

Jiang Wangzu's attacks were wide and sweeping, each strike powerful and heavy, weighing as much as a thousand pounds.

At first, he could only rely on his Iron Armor Kung Fu to be a target for Feng Tao.

Later, he was able to fight Feng Tao to a standstill.

Now, he has completely suppressed Feng Tao.

He has rediscovered the passion for battle.

Every punch lands squarely, and we charge forward without hesitation!

Boom boom boom!

Jiang Wangzu delivered three heavy punches, directly breaking through Feng Tao's defense and landing heavily on Feng Tao's side ribs, shattering three of his ribs with a single blow!

"You're not just a martial artist who has achieved minor mastery in strength training, you've also cultivated a body-strengthening technique?"

Feng Tao deliberately distanced himself from Jiang Wangzu, beads of cold sweat the size of soybeans appearing on his forehead.

"Still not admitting defeat? Are you looking for death?"

Jiang Wangzu stared intently at Feng Tao with piercing eyes, like a wrathful mountain lord.

"I lost!"

Feng Tao clasped his hands in a fist and bowed to Jiang Wangzu, then turned and left.

As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone or tendon.

This time he broke three ribs. Even with the help of a famous doctor and the best healing medicine, he wouldn't recover in less than a month.

"Brother Feng!"

"Why did you leave, Brother Feng?"

"Come back, Brother Feng! I need you!"

Seeing Feng Tao leave decisively, Yan Zhengli hurriedly called out.

Come here!

Jiang Wangzu grabbed Yan Zhengli and threw him in front of Yan Ruyu like he was a chick.

"Like jade!"

"Ruyu, I am your third uncle!"

"My dear third uncle!"

"Blood is thicker than water!"

"You need to do something about him!"

Yan Zhengli saw Yan Ruyu, who was calmly brewing medicine, and cried out with a face full of sorrow.

"I heard this old bastard is always causing you trouble. Should I kill him?"

"Once it gets dark, throw it into the Longjiang River, and nobody will know who did it."

Jiang Wangzu glanced at Yan Ruyu and made a suggestion.

"No, no, no!"

"Nephew-in-law, don't kill me!"

"We're all family!"

"Besides, with so many people here today, even if you kill me, you won't escape!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhengli reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Isn't that simple?"

If you can't solve the problem, then solve the people who created it.

"At worst, we'll kill them all and drown them all in the river!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wangzu chuckled and said...