Ye Feng blew a puff of smoke at Huang Liu, stopping him from attacking. After a violent cough, he couldn't help but retreat out of the smoke.
Zhao Dongqiang unexpectedly felt the other end of the baseball bat suddenly become lighter, so he took the baseball bat back.
Zhao Dongqiang looked ferocious and arrogant just now, but when he saw Ye Feng, he immediately wilted like an eggplant hit by frost.
He hid the baseball bat behind his back, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he nodded and said, "Hello, Doctor Ye, why are you here?"
He still remembered the scene when Ye Feng tortured him badly, so much so that whenever he saw Ye Feng, he felt panic in his heart.
Ye Feng smiled and said to all the basketball players: "I came here this time to see you all."
The basketball players couldn't help but burst into an uproar.
"Who are you? Do I know you?"
"Who wants you to watch?"
"You look quite impressive, President of China?"
Just as the basketball players showed contemptuous looks, Lu Qingqing walked over with a smile: "He is the new boss of your Jiangnan basketball team, Ye Feng, Doctor Ye."
When the basketball players saw a pretty and delicate beauty coming over, they all widened their eyes and stared at Lu Qingqing intently.
"Who are you then?"
"I'm a representative of the Highland Fund."
"Don't fight anymore, go back and let Coach Wang come here for the meeting."
Some basketball players looked disdainful: "You said you were the new boss, so you are the new boss? Who knows you?"
A loud shout rang out: "Shut up, Doctor Ye saved my sister's life, he is my savior, anyone who dares to disrespect Doctor Ye is an enemy of me, Zhao Dongqiang."
Zhao Dongqiang has great prestige among the basketball players. With just one word from him, everyone's expressions became respectful, and no one dared to question Ye Feng.
"You kid, although you are a bit rude and arrogant, you are still a man of blood. It seems that I saved you in vain."
Zhao Dongqiang didn't understand and thought Ye Feng was talking about his sister Zhao Yanan. He smiled and said, "Of course, you saved my sister, which means you saved me. Of course, you can't save me in vain."
At this time, Huang Liu's face turned pale and he walked over: "Idiot, he saved you. If it weren't for the puff of smoke he blew, I would have broken your ankle."
Ye Feng smiled, gave Huang Men a thumbs up, and said jokingly: "Your mantis claws are pretty good, very powerful, you are from Taiyi Sect, right?"
After hearing Ye Feng reveal his identity, Huang Liu's face turned terribly pale and his eyes seemed to be spewing flames.
"I didn't realize you were also a ancient warrior."
When it comes to ancient warriors, everyone gasps. Zhao Dongqiang shrinks his neck and finally understands why he is afraid of Ye Feng. In addition to respect, it is because he knows that Ye Feng is an ancient warrior and he has an instinctive fear of ancient warriors.
He found that there were two deep finger marks on the other side of his baseball bat left by Huang Liu's fingers. He remembered that before coming here, he specifically picked the smoothest bat.
That was a special baseball bat made of space metal, very hard. It took a hammer to hit it for a long time to make a mark, but Huang Liu used his fingers to pinch it and left fingerprints.
Judging from Huang Liu's tone, he was actually an ancient martial artist. Zhao Dongqiang looked at Ye Feng in surprise, and then he understood what Ye Feng meant when he said saving him was not in vain.
Ye Feng's puff of cigarette saved himself.
He felt mixed emotions and didn't know what to do. He stood there in a daze, feeling a little scared.
He thought to himself that it was a close call just now. Huang Liu was an ancient martial artist, and his first few moves were just testing the waters. He didn't intend to kill him. If he had really intended to kill him, the wounds on him would not have been a few shallow ones, but probably on his throat artery.
In addition to feeling scared, I also felt grateful to Ye Feng.
Huang Liu was so angry that he was going crazy. He hated Ye Feng for being so cruel. He was about to get the two hundred thousand, but this kid messed it up. He felt that his skin color was going to turn yellow like his own.
Of course Ye Feng knew that Huang Liu hated him to death, but he still wanted to tease him. It was not because he was a mean person, but the more he irritated the other party and made him take action, the easier it would be for him to find out his true identity sooner or later.
Ye Feng has a principle: know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle. No matter whether the enemy is a famous master or an unknown little person, he will understand them clearly before taking action.
"Handsome boy, who is your mentor?"
No matter who heard this, the handsome boy knew that he was mocking Huang Liu.
The basketball players all burst out laughing at the same time. They felt that they had to be reserved in front of the new boss. They didn't dare to laugh, yet they wanted to laugh. Each of them had a rich expression.
Even some of the security guards couldn't help laughing. When they realized that Ye Feng was making fun of their companions, they held back their laughter and did not laugh. Their expressions were uglier than crying.
Huang Liu looks like a monkey, with a yellowish-black complexion. Anyone who is not blind or a foreigner with face-blindness would be sure that this boy is so ugly that he has let down the country.
Knowing that Ye Feng was mocking him, Huang Liu felt like there was a fire in his chest that was about to explode. He sneered, "It's inconvenient to tell you this. Let's have a fight. If you win, I'll tell you."
"I don't want to fight with you. You're so ugly. You'll make my hands dirty."
Whoosh, Huang Liu finally exploded. He clasped the five fingers of both hands together, and pounced towards Ye Feng in a mantis-like posture. His appearance really looked like a giant mantis that had become a spirit.
This pounce was as fast as lightning, and the strong wind lifted Ye Feng's shirt and messed up his hair.
Lu Qingqing next to him nervously clasped her hands in front of her chest and secretly cheered for Ye Feng, "Brother Ye, be careful."
The basketball players were originally planning to leave, but when they saw Ye Feng and Huang Liu fighting, they stopped to watch. The fight between two ancient warriors is not something you can watch casually.
In just a few blinks of an eye, Huang Liu's mantis claws had already attacked nine times. People only saw an illusion and could not see Huang Liu's movements clearly.
Ye Feng secretly used the Tianluo Fist with both hands, which contained the surge and luck secrets of the Thai King's four attacks.
The Four Strikes of the King of Thailand is not just a set of moves, but also a kind of martial arts philosophy. It can be integrated with any martial arts method. The moves of Tianluo Fist and the method of surging luck will bring a new feeling to Tianluo Fist.
The most basic and unique thing is that what is in Ye Feng's body is not the internal force of an ordinary ancient warrior, but the divine power inherited from the bloodline of the ancient gods.
This makes Pu Neng's Tianluo Fist even more unique.
It was like a conventional weapon, but it actually had the power of a nuclear weapon. The more Ye Feng fought, the more interesting it became. He was calm and composed, and his expression was as if he was playing a game, relaxed and happy.
Huang Liu, on the other hand, felt as if he was surrounded by an endless force field. On the left was a layer of surging energy, on the right was a strong wind blowing towards him, in front of him were layers of resistance, and behind him was endless pressure, one wave higher than the other.
Huang Liu's face turned even yellower, sweat oozed from his forehead, and his back was soaked with sweat.
Huang Liu is at best a peak Earth-level ancient warrior, not even a Heaven-level ancient warrior. Ye Feng is like a cat playing with a mouse, wanting to play with him until he is exhausted and then destroy him.
(End of this chapter)