C125 Wine Fist Reappearance

Hearing Zuo Feng say the word "seal" with a slightly more serious tone, the masked youth seemed to be extremely confused, his head slightly tilted, as if he was thinking about the meaning behind Zuo Feng's words.

Zuo Feng did not explain anything about this, and the two of them simply could not speak in peace. If it wasn't for the fact that his physical body was extremely tough and he was able to control his body agilely to make minute adjustments in that previous beating. Most likely, it would be light if he didn't fall to the ground now, and it was entirely possible that he would die on the spot.

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly as his gaze slanted towards the "Prison Lock" on the ground. He didn't know if it was his imagination or something else, but the moment he unlocked the "prison", he felt as if all the spiritual energy in his body was released. At this moment, every part of his body seemed to tremble with excitement, and the spiritual energy within his Na Hai was much more active than before.

'Could it be that I got it right? This' prison 'not only has an amazing weight that can bind one's body, but it also has the effect of binding spiritual energy?'

Zuo Feng guessed in his mind before he slowly raised his head and looked at the masked young man opposite him. He then took out a packet of pills and consumed it. Then, he took out a paper bag and threw it outside his body. At this moment, Zuo Feng Tong's body was covered in sweat and blood. As soon as the powder came in contact with his body, it would immediately stick to him.

When the masked youth saw this, his eyes flashed with a murderous light. However, he immediately recalled something and calmed down. Zuo Feng, seeing the other party's performance, couldn't help but admire his character. He could actually suppress the anger in his chest and recover his strength as soon as possible. This was clearly the most sensible thing to do.

After Zuo Feng did this, he stretched out his hand and touched his waist, and a small wine pot appeared in his hand. It was the 'Unforgettable Intoxication' that Ding Hao had previously given him. He pulled the cork out of the bottle and raised the jug of wine high above his head. Then, he gently opened his mouth and gulped it down. A strong aroma of wine wafted through the air, causing the masked youth to be slightly moved. It was obvious that he also liked this cup.

Zuo Feng unrestrainedly drank until he used up half of the wine in the wine pot. Only then did he slowly put away the wine pot in satisfaction. Zuo Feng then leisurely walked towards the masked youth. At this moment, the masked youth was completely stunned by Zuo Feng.

In the intense battle just now, although Zuo Feng had only used all of his strength to resist, he had consumed quite a lot of his spirit energy and physical strength. Even if he had taken medicine, he would have needed a bit more time to circulate the medicinal strength throughout his body. However, what he did not know was that at the same time that he unlocked the "prison", Zuo Feng's strength and spirit energy also completely recovered in an instant.

Zuo Feng was currently not in his best condition, but when he unlocked the "prison", he felt as if he had been reborn anew. This feeling made him only have one thought in his mind, and that was to flatten the masked youth in front of him.

The masked youth's eyes flickered, showing a trace of decisiveness. Without waiting for Zuo Feng to get close, he immediately rushed forward, and at the same time, threw out a fierce punch towards his opponent. However, just as the punch was about to hit Zuo Feng's face, a white palm was slowly raised.

The next moment, the masked youth's eyes were filled with disbelief. Because the youth in front of him had easily grabbed his fist, and his fist was unexpectedly unable to move at all. While the masked youth was still in a daze, Zuo Feng had already raised his foot and kicked out.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a muffled sound, the masked youth's body was sent flying backwards. His feet dragged on the ground for more than forty feet before he managed to stabilize himself. While Liu Ming was still in shock at the sudden increase in strength, Zuo Feng had already appeared in front of him like a ghost. Without hesitation, he swung his fist again, but the result was that his fist had missed his opponent's clothes.

A sharp pain came from the right side of his body, followed by his body flying to the side. This time, just as the masked youth stood up, Zuo Feng's body once again strangely appeared in front of him. A hint of madness flashed in the masked youth's eyes, and a hint of blood-red appeared within them.

His fist strength and speed increased in an instant, and he quickly slashed towards Zuo Feng, but the result was that he was still unable to hit Zuo Feng's body. The masked youth's eyes could barely keep up with Zuo Feng's ghost-like movement speed. However, it was one thing to be able to see it, and another to be able to hit him.

He clearly felt that he had already grasped Zuo Feng's movement trajectory, but by the time he swung his fist out, his opponent was already gone. Every time he attacked, he would be hit by a vicious attack from his opponent.

The masked youth's body was in the spacious hall. After a while, he would be sent flying in this direction, but very soon, he would be kicked and sent tumbling to the other side. It could be said that the masked youth had already lost his ability to fight back. He could only allow himself to be manipulated like a meat target.

"Boom!"

The masked youth's body slammed heavily against the wall of the hall before slowly falling to the ground like a pile of mud. Zuo Feng didn't show any emotions on his face at the moment. He just squinted at the silver white mask on the young man's face. Just as he was about to go over and take it off, the young man's body trembled a few times before sitting up.

'This fellow's body's toughness is comparable to that of the Swallowing Wolf Barbarian Beast. How in the world did he train himself to be able to do this? ' Zuo Feng was suspicious. He did not think that there would be many people in this world who could have had his strange experience of completely transforming their bodies from the inside out.

Just as Zuo Feng was puzzled, the masked youth raised his head and stared at Zuo Feng with a vicious gaze. Then he sighed and said, "You're very strong, but you can't beat me. I can give you the final prize, but you have to admit defeat now and quit. "

The masked youth's voice was as unpleasant to hear as the grinding of metal. Zuo Feng felt that this voice was familiar, but he also felt that he had never heard it before. After being stunned for a moment, Zuo Feng smiled and said, "Sorry, I must get the final prize, and I must also get the victor of this exam."

Originally, Zuo Feng wasn't very interested in obtaining the final victory of the trial. However, after hearing that the final prize was the "Spiritual Pregnancy Pill", he decided that he must obtain it. If he hadn't come to the fifth floor, he might have been tempted by the masked youth's suggestion. But after arriving at the fifth floor, he had discovered something new.

After Zuo Feng reached the fifth layer, he suddenly discovered that the beast spirit that had turned black on his chest had an extremely abnormal fluctuation. This fluctuation seemed to be telling Zuo Feng what was so attractive about this fifth floor.

At that time, Zuo Feng was also very puzzled, 'Isn't this spiral tower only five floors in total? If so, I'm afraid there are still six floors or even more layers, and this mysterious existence must have something to do with the beast spirit in my body.

Zuo Feng had already made up his mind to obtain the final victory. The things on it were related to the beast spirit in his body, so there was a chance for it to cure him of his insanity. This was too important to Zuo Feng, so he could not accept whatever conditions the masked youth offered.

When the masked youth heard that Zuo Feng had rejected him without any hesitation, a trace of disappointment flashed through his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination. The young man abruptly stood up, at the same time raising both his arms up high. Zuo Feng saw that his opponent was about to take action, so he immediately became vigilant. However, in the next moment, he was shocked by his opponent's actions.

"Clang …" "Clang, clang …"

The masked youth raised his arms, but didn't rush towards Zuo Feng, instead, he fiercely hammered his own body. Because he was wearing silver armor, the sound of his collisions was extremely ear-piercing. Zuo Feng observed with a cold gaze. Every time the masked youth swung his fist at his body, the armor would slightly cave in.

And these dents were all important acupoints. Normally, they wouldn't be able to protect him in time, but this youth was frantically using all of his strength to beat up these spots. Just as Zuo Feng was puzzled, the masked youth had already stopped his punches. At the same time, he could clearly see that his eyes were bloodshot.

Puff.

A strange sound came from inside the mask. Then, a large amount of blood flowed out of the mask and onto the young man's body. After Zuo Feng saw this scene, he guessed that this should be a special technique that was similar to the Tempest Disintegration, where one's cultivation would increase in a short period of time at the cost of harming oneself.

As expected, just as the young man spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura also rapidly soared. Zuo Feng estimated that his opponent was at least at the peak of the fifth level of the Bone Refining stage. With his cultivation base coupled with his powerful physical body, he did indeed have the qualifications to say what he had said just now.

The masked youth moved again. This time, he did not charge towards Zuo Feng with an explosive speed. It was as if he was afraid of Zuo Feng's speed. However, he didn't put on any defensive posture. It was obvious that he was extremely confident in the toughness of his physical body.

Facing the approaching young man, Zuo Feng's heart skipped a beat as he took out his wine pot and gulped down another mouthful. Then, Zuo Feng's body started to sway slightly, as if he was drunk.

If Ding Hao were here, he would be surprised to find that Zuo Feng was using his "Wine Fist". Zuo Feng's steps seemed chaotic, but they seemed to have some sort of special pattern to them. The sound of his footsteps also contained a special rhythm. At this moment, Zuo Feng actually used the yellow-faced youth's unique skill, "Illusory Sound Steps".

When the masked youth was caught off guard, his steps slightly paused. At this moment, Zuo Feng suddenly transformed into three figures. Zuo Feng had previously carefully analyzed Ding Hao's "Wine Fist". Although he was not able to control it as easily as Ding Hao could, with his current astonishing speed, he could barely simulate a rough idea.

Three identical figures slowly approached the masked youth. As they swung their arms, six of them appeared in the air before suddenly attacking the masked youth.

Zuo Feng didn't give his opponent any chance to attack first, so he took the initiative to attack first with the "Wine Fist".