C122 Push out Friendship

The battle in the hall of the fourth floor was undoubtedly much more intense than the lower floors. After all, those who had the strength to reach the fourth floor were all top martial artists of the Eastern County's younger generation.

Just as Zuo Feng and Ding Hao were engrossed in a fierce battle, in another part of the fourth floor's Martial Hall, the two of them looked at each other with cold eyes. A short boy who looked like a boy was facing a sturdy masked youth who was half a body taller than him.

The two of them were considered unlucky because there would be two victors on the fourth floor who would have to fight each other more often. This was because only two people would be able to enter the fifth floor and take the final spinning tower trial. The bad luck of these two also destined the luck of one of them, Zuo Feng and Ding Hao, because the winner of their battle could go straight to the fifth floor.

The short boy looked solemnly at the masked youth across from him. Although he was extremely confident in his own strength, the strength of his opponent, who was at the third level of the body strengthening stage, was definitely the strongest amongst the participants. The boy and the woman stared at each other for a long time, but he was the first to speak, unable to keep his composure.

"You must be the adopted son that the county governor has just accepted. Hehe." "If..."

Before the boy could finish speaking, the masked guy said with his extremely low and hoarse voice, "Scram! Or die! "

After the boy was interrupted, a look of displeasure appeared on his face, but when he saw the cold eyes on the mask, his heart couldn't help but shiver. After hesitating for a moment, he opened his mouth again and said, "The final Trial's' Pregnancy Pill 'is extremely important to me, and I can similarly stop those trash that the' Wild Goose City Bear 'has sent."

The "Wild Bear in Yan City" that the boy had mentioned was the city lord of Yan City, An Xiong. Many people called him this in private, so the masked man naturally understood what he meant. However, after a slight pause, a hint of ridicule flashed across his eyes, and his body rushed towards the boy like a raging bull.

The boy saw the masked man charge towards him. He wasn't good at close quarters combat, so he didn't dare to meet him head on. He quickly took out a dark purple crystal ball from his bosom. A vicious look flashed across his eyes as he ruthlessly smashed it under his feet.

Bang.

Following a muffled sound, a dark purple smoke screen rapidly rose from under the boy's feet. As soon as the smoke screen was exposed to the air, it quickly expanded, and quickly wrapped around the boy's short body.

When the masked man saw this, his eyes narrowed, but his speed did not decrease at all as he charged into the dark purple smoke screen.

"Hehe, I tried to persuade you with good words, but you didn't care. Even if a middle stage Bone Refining martial artist like me were involved, I will completely lose my ability to resist this poison." Initially, I wanted to spare you because you're the county governor's foster son. However, this is just you seeking death. "

In just a few short breaths, the smoke completely filled the hall. The boy's voice was drifting in the poisonous fog, making it hard for one to determine his exact location from his voice.

"Hmph!"

The masked man let out a cold snort in the poisonous fog. Then, his heavy footsteps also followed the sound. It seemed as if he was crazily running all over the place.

"For the sake of your foster father, let me give you a reminder. This specially made poison mist, even if you touch it with your skin, it will still work. If you … "Hmm, what about you?!"

The short boy was still talking proudly to himself, but suddenly, as if he had seen something amazing, his originally lazy voice became sharp and high-pitched. Soon after, a low growl came from the fog, followed by the muffled groan of the boy.

At the same time, in another martial arts hall, the youth called Ding Hao seemed to have entered a special state. At this moment, the young man's face was completely red. As he panted, traces of mist appeared, showing the scorching temperature of his body.

His tall hair was already tousled, and a few loose strands were stuck to his face and neck by the sweat. If anyone who knew him saw this scene, they would definitely be extremely shocked. In the martial arts competition, not only had Ding Hao never experienced a loss, his hair had never been messy.

Zuo Feng was not well either, his clothes were already soaked with sweat. The most painful thing was still his "Prison" -wearing left arm, which was already numb to it, but he still clenched his teeth and endured the opponent's fierce attack.

As the battle progressed to this point, it gradually entered into a fixed rhythm. Ding Hao's attack was exceptionally sharp, while Zuo Feng's only focused on defense. However, even though Zuo Feng seemed to be passively defending, he concealed a vicious move behind him. If Ding Hao was not careful, there would immediately be a few crisp sounds.

Zuo Feng nimbly used his elbow to push Ding Hao's leg away, and at the same time, fiercely pressed down on Ding Hao's ankle. Subsequently, the two of them quickly separated as they simultaneously gasped for air. Previously, the two had been fighting at a fast pace, so they had to split up after a short period of time to catch their breath and recover.

"Brat, I think you're done for. Just admit defeat so that I don't accidentally kill you." Ding Hao said with a smile as he gasped for breath.

Zuo Feng twitched his mouth and said, "I think you're the one who can't even stand properly. You better be careful, or I might accidentally cripple you."

Although the two of them spoke in a tit for a tat manner, there was a sense of appreciation within their conversation. The two of them then stared at each other in silence. After a while, both of them suddenly raised their heads and laughed out loud.

At a certain moment, the two of them suddenly stopped laughing and charged towards each other. However, this time, the two of them seemed to have used all their strength because they felt that they did not have much time remaining. If they could not determine the victor within the set time, the two of them might lose their qualifications to fight.

In another room on the fourth floor of the spiral tower, there was a dark purple fog floating around. It was just that this fog was slowly becoming thinner. Although the spiral tower could be said to be sealed, there were naturally some holes left in this space. Although the poisonous purple gas was dense at first, after maintaining it for a while, it slowly leaked out from some of the holes in the surrounding area.

As the poisonous fog dissipated, a tall and sturdy silver figure was revealed. Behind him, the tall and sturdy silver figure could be seen clearly. One of his arms was raised horizontally and he looked like a child as the figure was grasped in his hand.

This captive was the short boy, and the one holding him was the burly man with the mask. At this moment, the short boy's feet were off the ground, his hands wildly waving in the air. However, his figure was too short, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch the burly youth's body.

The masked youth coldly stared at the short boy in his hand. He didn't show any emotion at all. It was as if he was only holding onto a branch. The little boy struggled for a while before his eyes revealed a hint of savageness. His hand suddenly reached toward his belt. The masked youth's eyes were wide open as he started to move at almost the same time.

The masked youth didn't stop the boy from reaching for his belt. Instead, he held the boy up horizontally as he charged forward.

"Boom!"

The short boy was violently knocked against the wall. At the same time, blood spurted out from his mouth and nose. The moment his hand left his belt, a scarlet bead fell to the ground.

"Cough, cough …" "You, you can't …"

The boy coughed twice, and then opened his mouth with some difficulty to say a few words. However, before he could finish speaking, he suddenly stopped. Because a huge fist was slowly growing larger in front of his eyes. He couldn't finish his words no matter what, and could only widen his eyes in terror.

"Boom!"

Blood splattered in all directions. The child's head had been turned into a pool of blood on the wall. The masked youth slowly retracted his fist, a clear dent appearing on the wall. There were white brains mixed within the scarlet colored flesh and blood.

The boy's remaining headless body was still slightly trembling. The masked youth didn't even blink as he casually tossed the corpse behind him. The short and headless body accurately flew into one of the tunnels.

Just as the masked youth's fatal punch was about to land, Zuo Feng and Ding Hao stopped attacking at this moment. Both of them looked at the wall in confusion. Both of them had clearly heard the loud sound just now. Then, Ding Hao slowly retracted his gaze and looked at Zuo Feng. He frowned and lay down on his back.

Zuo Feng wanted to go up and check, but he heard Ding Hao say exasperatedly: "No, no." I, Jiuhao, have never felt so stifled since I was born. The pain from just a slight movement is unbearable, your self-created 'deboning technique' is truly too abnormal. "

When Zuo Feng heard Ding Hao's words, he was slightly relieved. However, he still slowly walked over. At the same time, he took off the wine pot on his waist and handed it over.

"I've learned some basics of alchemy before, and I can tell that this Wangyou Intoxication is brewed using precious medicinal materials." Although I am very thick-skinned, but this wine is not something that can be easily taken away. "

Ding Hao sat up on the ground, rolled his eyes at Zuo Feng and said, "Don't test me, I will not take back what I gave you. And even if I win, I will not take back this wine. "Kid, you treat me very well."

With that, Ding Hao stood up with great difficulty and grimaced. He walked out of the tunnel as he said, "If there's anything you need, you can come find me in Peng City. My master is the alcohol maniac Xing Ye. I have a feeling that we will meet again soon. "

Zuo Feng gazed at Ding Hao's back, feeling as if he had been friends for a long time with this free and easy young man. Just as Ding Hao's figure was about to disappear from the tunnel entrance, he suddenly stopped and tilted his head slightly as he spoke.

"That loud sound just now was most likely caused by the county governor's adopted son. To be honest, before I fought with you, I thought he was my opponent. However, you have to be careful. I heard that the monster's martial prowess is astounding and its actions are extremely vicious. It killed more than ten people from County Governor Manor who were sparring partners. "

After saying that, Ding Hao walked into the passage without any hesitation. Zuo Feng slowly withdrew his gaze and glanced at the wall that had just made a loud noise.