Chapter 3 Lessons

Seeing the three people coming in, Chen Feng frowned, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

These three people were all sixteen or seventeen years old, and their clothes and weapons were far superior to Chen Feng. After coming in, they all looked arrogant and looked at Chen Feng with disdain.

"Wang Bo, what are you doing here?" Chen Feng asked coldly. The three teenagers headed by Wang Bo often bullied Chen Feng, especially Wang Bo, who relied on his cultivation to suppress Chen Feng and beat Chen Feng many times.

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a few days. You have become successful, right? You dare to talk to us like this." A teenager next to Wang Bo sneered. This person was Wang Bo's lackey, and he usually bullied Chen Feng.

"I don't welcome you here, you go?" Chen Feng said coldly, controlling the desire to attack.

"Are you looking for a fight? Our Senior Brother Wang has taken a fancy to your courtyard. Hurry up and pack up your things and leave here." The number one lackey shouted.

"Yes, the old guy is dead. This is not a place for you to live. Get out of here and find a doghouse." The second lackey also shouted.

Only Wang Bo, who was standing in the middle, did not speak. He raised his head proudly and let his two subordinates do whatever they wanted. It seemed that he did not take Chen Feng seriously at all.

After hearing this, Chen Feng's anger rose immediately. These people were really too much. They actually wanted to snatch his small courtyard away. After he ended his wandering life, he had been living here with the old monk. He had long regarded this place as his home. No one could take the small courtyard away.

"Why, you're not leaving yet? Pack up and get out of here. Do you still want us to fight you?"

"Yes, if we fight you, you'll inevitably get beaten up again. Why bother? We've had enough of fighting for so many years."

"Yes, yes, bullying someone every day makes even me feel a little bored."

"Of course, if you don't know what's good for you today, don't blame us for not being sorry."

The two lackeys sneered at each other, and later they were ready to fight.

"Get out of here." Chen Feng couldn't help but growl, his blood boiling, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

"Oh, you're so bold. It's only been a few days since we last met, and you dare to talk to us like this. It seems like I have to teach you a lesson." One of the lackeys strode forward and slapped Chen Feng directly.

Although it was just a simple wave of his hand, his arm "slapped" and his five fingers opened wide, carrying a sharp wind. He actually reached the third level of Qi training and body forging, with his muscles and bones rumbling. He could break stones with one slap and beat ordinary people to death with one slap.

Swish!

Chen Feng's eyes flashed, and he also slapped out. As his palms swung, there were bursts of dull roars in his body. He was faster than the other party, and he was the first to arrive, and his palms collided with each other.

Crack!

There was a crisp sound, and then the number one lackey screamed and flew backwards, falling to the ground and rolling repeatedly, his palm drooping, and was actually broken by Chen Feng's palm. He was sweating profusely in pain and screaming repeatedly.

"Muscles and bones are rumbling, you have broken through?" Wang Bo exclaimed, looking at Chen Feng with flickering eyes, but soon regained his calm.

"I was wondering why you were so tough. It turns out you broke through. Humph, you have been practicing in our Iron Sword Sect for so long before you broke through to the third level. You are really a waste among wastes." Wang Bo sneered.

"If I am a waste, what is a lackey like you?" Chen Feng sneered, slapped the other party away with a slap, and was confident that he was not afraid of the other party.

"Humph, I was just careless just now. You just broke through. We are at the same level. I won't bully you. I will fight with you and learn from you." The second lackey moved, just like a cheetah suddenly rushed out, five fingers like iron hooks, grabbing Chen Feng at lightning speed, it was the Iron Sword Sect's eight-style iron claws, after practicing, it can crack rocks and tear beasts apart, with great power.

Chen Feng had naturally practiced this kind of skill before. In order not to expose his full strength, he suppressed his cultivation to the third level and fought with the opponent. His ten fingers were like hooks and as sharp as the wind. He even used the Eight Styles of Iron Claws to fight the opponent with speed and hardness.

Pah pah pah!

As the two fought, there were constant explosions from collisions. The two fought faster and faster, all hard, and neither of them gave in. They actually formed a situation of equal strength.

Wang Bo looked at it from the side, his eyes rolled, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Then he squatted down and treated the wound of the No. 1 lackey. This man had a broken palm and a broken wrist. Even if he had spiritual medicine, he would have to recuperate for a while. The lackey No. 1 looked at Chen Feng in the battle, and hatred appeared in his eyes. This waste who was usually bullied actually hurt him, which was more unbearable than the pain in his body.

The two of them fought for a hundred moves quickly, and the No. 2 lackey began to get anxious. He had tried his best, but he couldn't beat Chen Feng, a waste, and he couldn't help but become impatient.

Chen Feng could have quickly dealt with the other party, but he didn't want to expose his strength, and he also wanted to get familiar with the newly promoted realm.

At this time, he finally felt that it was almost time. Chen Feng's internal Qi accelerated, and his blood boiled, like a volcanic eruption. A powerful force emerged, directly breaking the opponent's moves, and then slapped the opponent's face hard. The No. 2 lackey screamed, his teeth fell out, his nose bled, his mouth was crooked, and his eyes were slanted. He fell to the ground with a "thump" and fainted.

"You." Wang Bo's face finally changed. He took two steps forward, staring at Chen Feng. His Qi flowed, and strong auras emanated from his body. His clothes rustled. He turned out to be a cultivator from the fourth heaven.

Chen Feng did not dare to be careless, because he knew that Wang Bo had entered the fourth heaven for some time, and he only needed to open up all the meridians in his body to break through again.

"Why, you want to do it too?" Chen Feng circulated his Qi and felt that the Qi in his body was endless and not exhausted at all. Only then did he feel relieved.

"Yes, I want to see what progress you have made in the past few days. Don't think that you can get rid of the name of waste by breaking through the first level. Today I will wake you up again and let you know that waste will always be waste." Wang Bo said coldly, taking the lead, moving his feet quickly, and came in front of Chen Feng, with both hands out, like hooks and claws, directly grabbing Chen Feng's shoulders, waving his hands with a sharp wind, much more powerful than the two lackeys just now. This move is like crushing Chen Feng's shoulders, and the move is very cruel. Although he looks down on the opponent, he uses all his strength.

"Bone-breaking hand!" Chen Feng said coldly, moving his feet, and using the footwork of the Iron Sword Sect to dodge.

"Yes, it is the bone-breaking hand. I won't kill you, but I will crush all your bones and let you be honest for a while, so that you know that waste will always be waste. Even if you break through in cultivation, you will always be a pitiful creature in front of me." Wang Bo sneered, and his claws suddenly changed, snapping, and grabbed Chen Feng again.

Chen Feng flashed again, dodging the opponent's grabs and attacks repeatedly. Although he was forced to dodge repeatedly by the opponent, he was not panicked at all. His eyes were bright, capturing the opponent's every move. Chen Feng saw all of Wang Bo's attack routes clearly.

Hiss!

A piece of Chen Feng's sleeve was torn into pieces and fell in the air. Wang Bo failed several times and began to be furious, and his attacks became more fierce.

"Bone-breaking Finger." Wang Bo shouted loudly, and his index and middle fingers suddenly clicked on Chen Feng repeatedly, and each hit had a hissing sound of breaking through the air.

Bone-breaking Finger is considered to be an upper-middle-level skill of the Iron Sword Sect. Only cultivators with more than 100 meridians can practice it. After practicing it, it can penetrate the opponent's flesh and blood and shatter the opponent's bones. It is very cruel and domineering.

"You actually practiced the bone-breaking finger." Chen Feng's anger was boiling. The opponent used this move, clearly wanting to destroy him.

"I was going to teach you a lesson, but now it seems that I have changed my mind." Chen Feng sneered.

"You are so arrogant. I wonder what you can do?" Wang Bo sneered and pointed at Chen Feng's Qi Sea again, trying to cripple Chen Feng.

Huahuahua! Boom boom boom!

At this time, Chen Feng's blood and qi were boiling, and his true qi was flowing rapidly. He had already used all his strength. As his true qi was circulating, Chen Feng felt a strong force rushing to his limbs and bones. At the same time, he also played a mysterious move, which was the move brought by practicing strange mental methods.

The mysterious move was played by Chen Feng, and Wang Bo's bone-breaking finger was broken immediately. Chen Feng took the opportunity to hit Wang Bo with a palm.

"What?" Seeing Chen Feng suddenly show his power and break his bone-breaking finger, Wang Bo's face changed immediately. Although he had just practiced the bone-breaking finger, the power was not something that a cultivator of the fourth heaven could resist.

Bang!

Wang Bo was hit in the chest by a palm, and the whole person flew backwards. He felt a destructive force drilling into his body, constantly destroying his vitality. Then he fell to the ground with a "thump" and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"You."

Wang Bo struggled to get up, pointing at Chen Feng and unable to speak. His internal Qi was disordered, his meridians were damaged, and he had no strength to fight anymore. At the same time, he kept shouting in his heart, why did this waste suddenly become so powerful? He was extremely unwilling in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

"Go away, this time I'll teach you a lesson. Don't mess with me in the future, otherwise I will break your hands and feet and ruin your cultivation." Chen Feng shouted coldly.

After hearing Chen Feng's words, Wang Bo's ears were buzzing, as if he couldn't believe that these words came from the mouth of a waste. This waste who usually let himself and others bully him actually hurt himself, and it seemed that he didn't take himself and others seriously at all.

Wang Bo looked at Chen Feng hatefully, gritted his teeth, turned around and left.

"Wait, take your two lackeys away." Chen Feng spoke again.

"You."

Wang Bo was filled with hatred, his face kept changing, but he still stepped forward and picked up the two lackeys and walked out in a panic.

"Huh, I finally let out a sigh of relief. I didn't expect that I would have a day to be proud of myself." Watching Wang Bo disappear in a panic, Chen Feng felt extremely happy, and the anger he had accumulated in the past dissipated a lot.

"Hey, what's going on?"

At this time, Chen Feng finally discovered that the withered flowers, plants and trees in the yard, especially the grass and some flowers on the ground, had withered in large numbers, as if they had suddenly come from late summer to severe winter. In an instant, their vitality was drained. Not only that, even some of the green vines and branches in the yard had some dry places. Although it was not serious, it did lose some of its vitality.