C121 Unloading of Bone

Zuo Feng's face was filled with disbelief as he looked at the figure lying in the corner in the distance. He had yet to recover from his shock. Only when the youth called Ding Hao leaned against the wall and sat up did he slowly shut his gaping mouth.

Lian Rou's Pushing Hand technique was originally a shallow method of borrowing strength, but it was extremely useful for Zuo Feng because this technique allowed one to break strength with force. The more power one had, the greater the effects one would have.

When Zuo Feng twisted his body just now, at the same time he dissolved the opponent's strength, he also used the weight of the "Prison" to attack the opponent. The immense power and the terrifying weight of the prison all caused damage that exceeded Zuo Feng's expectations.

The young man called Ding Hao sat in the corner and panted rapidly. Then, with a trace of ruthlessness on his face, he smiled at Zuo Feng. He raised his hand to wipe away the blood at the corner of his mouth and then took out a delicate red gourd from the wine jugs on his waist.

When Zuo Feng saw this, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, 'Could it be that this Ding Hao also chose to take medicine to improve like Teng Fang?'

Thinking of this, Zuo Feng frowned, a trace of regret flashing through his eyes. As if he could see what Zuo Feng was thinking, Ding Hao smiled and said, "The wine in my wine pot was created by my master. Combined with my cultivation technique, it can make my body more flexible, and it won't have any side effects."

Speaking of which, the young man called Ding Hao shook his head and continued, "Originally, I didn't need to explain this much to you, but I don't know why you talked so much today. "However, you are quite strong. Whether you win or lose, it will still make me feel refreshed. Thus, I must let you reach your peak state so that I will not leave behind any regrets."

When Zuo Feng heard this, he could not help but feel a sense of respect in his heart. This was a pure fighter, and he deserved his respect. Thinking of this, Zuo Feng nodded slightly and said, "You are a very good opponent. I apologize to the person who previously treated you as a lackey."

When the youth with long hair called Ding Hao heard this, he was stunned for a moment. Then, he burst into unbridled laughter. He laughed so hard that tears threatened to spill from his eyes. After a long while, he stopped laughing, took out a gourd from his waist, threw it to Zuo Feng, and said casually: "I really like you, kid. This is Wangyou Drunk that I brewed myself, other than you, I've never let anyone else have a taste of it.

After the long-haired youth finished speaking, he looked at Zuo Feng's reaction. Zuo Feng stretched out his hand and took the wine jug from the man. With a frown, he stared at the jug in his hand and hesitated. After a moment of silence, he raised his head and said, "I've never had a drink before."

Hearing Zuo Feng's words, a trace of disdain flashed across Ding Hao's face. However, the moment his expression appeared, Zuo Feng continued, "But since you're so friendly, I won't be polite."

After saying that, he removed the stopper and slowly lifted up the bottle. Hearing Zuo Feng's subsequent words and actions, the long-haired youth laughed out loud and raised the red wine jug in his hand. Soon after, the two of them looked at each other and took a big gulp of the wine.

The moment the wine entered his mouth, Zuo Feng felt a chill go down his throat and into his stomach. Then, the coldness instantly turned into a slight warmth. At the same time, his mouth and nose were filled with a light fragrance. What surprised Zuo Feng even more was that the Na Hai was actually producing a lot of spirit energy.

'This wine actually has the effect of recovering spiritual energy, and it has a better effect than my 'Spirit Recovery Powder'. Zuo Feng couldn't help but be surprised. He then casually tied the wine jug to his waist.

Seeing Zuo Feng's action, the young man called Ding Hao was also stunned. He pointed at Zuo Feng with his mouth agape and said, "You …. "You."

"What do you mean? Since this is a beautiful occasion, I naturally have to accept it with a smile."

Zuo Feng had an expression that said it was only right, and he even patted the wine jug on his waist provocatively. When Ding Hao saw this, he could not help but smile bitterly. He originally wanted to invite the other party to have a drink, but at the same time, he wanted to test the strength of the youth in front of him. However, he didn't expect Zuo Feng to be so magnanimous. Not only did he drink the wine on the spot, but he also took the rest of the wine along with him.

Ding Hao nodded helplessly and continued, "This wine is in your hands now. If you can beat me, this wine will naturally belong to you. If you lose to me, don't blame me for being stingy."

Although Ding Hao seemed to say it casually, this "Unforgettable Drink" of his was brewed using many precious herbs. Although it couldn't be considered to be incomparably precious, it could still be considered to be quite valuable.

Zuo Feng shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. The long-haired Ding Hao laughed again. He raised the delicate red wine pot and drank it all in one gulp. Then, he tied the pot to his waist with extreme care. After that, he sat down cross-legged and started to circulate his spirit energy to dissolve the wine. He didn't have any guard against Zuo Feng at all.

Zuo Feng chuckled and slowly sat down as well, and started to adjust his breathing just like the other person.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the youth called Ding Hao slowly opened his eyes. Zuo Feng also had a reaction and opened his eyes to look in the other direction. At the same time, the two of them stood up simultaneously. Their faces were solemn as they clasped their fists and bowed. This sort of etiquette would only appear in a fair match between martial artists. It was likely that it would only happen to the two of them in this spiral tower.

After the two of them bowed to each other, they rushed towards the center. The first to attack was Ding Hao. Compared to Zuo Feng with his "Prison", his speed was still a notch faster. Ding Hao's body had clearly become more flexible than before. When he was only 20 feet away from Zuo Feng, he suddenly jumped up and threw out a punch and a kick while he was still in the air.

Zuo Feng's eyes focused as he dodged the opponent's punch, and at the same time accurately met the opponent's subsequent kick. This time, Zuo Feng suffered a small loss and was sent flying seven to eight steps back before he managed to stabilize himself.

Zuo Feng calmly looked at Ding Hao, who once again charged towards him, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a meaningful smile. Both of his hands relaxed, as if he wasn't holding anything. When the opponent's fist struck again, he seemed to be able to block the opponent's attack, but in the instant the two collided, he suddenly retracted his strength.

Ding Hao felt as if he had touched Zuo Feng, but his fist was weak and weak, and then he felt Zuo Feng grab his fist tightly.

Zuo Feng was greatly surprised by Ding Hao. He grabbed the opponent's fist, and at the same time, continued to pull at the inner pocket, and then abruptly threw it forward. Immediately following that, a slight crisp sound came from Ding Hao's wrist. Ding Hao hurriedly kicked his leg to pull his fist back from Ding Hao's grasp.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Zuo Feng. The fist that Zuo Feng had just grabbed slightly twisted. A trace of a painful expression couldn't help but appear on his face. He said with some surprise, "What is the name of this skill? It's the first time I've seen it."

Zuo Feng smiled and said, "This technique was developed by me, you are the first one to try it."

Ding Hao was obviously shocked by this. Zuo Feng's technique was extremely strange, and it could be said to be extremely powerful in close combat. If not for the fact that his body had been strengthened after he drank the wine from the red gourd, his wrist would have probably been broken on the spot.

"I forgot to tell you, I was a doctor in Shan Village for a year. In terms of medication, it was only so-so, but Bone Connecting was still quite a set. If he could connect the bones, then he could also unload it. "Let's name this technique 'Skeleton Removing Technique'!"

Zuo Feng spoke casually, and his face was filled with shock when he heard the young man called Ding Hao. This fifteen to sixteen year old youth in front of him had an extraordinary cultivation and extraordinary strength. At the same time, he was also a physician. From his tone, it seemed as if he had just thought of the name of this technique. How could this not shock him?

This "deboning technique" was indeed a name Zuo Feng came up with himself. Previously, in the last hall of the third floor, when he was researching "Lian Rou's Push Hand", he took out another book, it was the "boning method" that Zhuang Yu gifted him that day in the Zuo Family Village. He already had a bit of experience with the Bone Connecting Technique. When he combined the knowledge contained in this book, he suddenly came up with the idea of combining the Skeletal Dismantling Technique and the Skills.

"Good boy, it seems that if I had some ability, I really would have died in your hands today."

Ding Hao smiled as he spoke, his body suddenly swaying, looking very similar to the time when he was too drunk. However, this time, his movement technique became even more strange. As his body moved, three afterimages appeared where Ding Hao was standing.

With the appearance of the afterimage, Zuo Feng's brows immediately furrowed, but his feet also began to move quickly, his elbows lightly swaying in front of his body. Zuo Feng carefully dealt with the opponent's strange moves while carefully observing the changes in Ding Hao's footsteps. The combination of his lower body and upper body at level 1.

The next moment, the three shadows that Ding Hao had transformed into seemed to float over, and all three of them simultaneously extended their six arms to attack Zuo Feng. Zuo Feng waved both of his arms. Although he couldn't see the strength of these arms completely, he could see that the real attack was on the four arms on the left side.

In the next moment, the opponent's attack had already arrived. Zuo Feng completely ignored the afterimage on the right side and focused on the two figures on the left. Four arms quickly attacked. Under the influence of the "prison", Zuo Feng managed to miss a punch on the left side of his mouth after resisting it three times.

Zuo Feng didn't panic at all as he tightened his left arm, using his shoulder to meet the opponent's fist. The moment his fist made contact with his body, Zuo Feng's shoulder shook slightly. He actually managed to deflect most of the force, and then fiercely smashed into his opponent.

Ding Hao had never seen this kind of attack before, so he immediately dodged. Two of the three afterimages also disappeared, revealing his real form.

"Hmph." Again! "

Zuo Feng's fighting spirit seemed to be roused at this moment. With a low growl, he rushed forward, wanting to suppress his opponent before he could launch another attack.

"Alright."

Ding Hao also roared in excitement. He no longer casted afterimages as he pounced forward. The two fought quickly in order to gain the initiative.

After that, in the hall, 'bang' … "Bang, bang …" A series of sounds of flesh colliding with force rang out.