C155 Battling Stage

The rat-faced middle-aged man looked even more like a cooked rat. Not only was he cooked, but he was also cooked to the point of almost being rotten.

Right now, Zuo Feng was not in the mood to care at all. The other party's expression was extremely ridiculous. He stared at the rat-faced man for a while before slowly saying, "You're injured!"

Zuo Feng's voice wasn't loud, but when the mouse-faced man heard these words, it sounded like rolling thunder. The rat-faced man widened his eyes in shock. He quickly blurted out, "How did you know? Who told you?"

Only then did he react. His face once again became extremely angry as he roared loudly, "You guessed it, damn it, you little bastard, you actually dared to mess with me."

"Of course it's you, with a brain like yours, you still try to trick people. With a scum like you, even ten Golden Crag Mountains have been annihilated by you long ago. "

Zuo Feng was merciless when he spoke. The rat-faced man in front of him was not only an accomplice in the kidnapping of his sister, but also one of the culprits that had slaughtered the entire village. How could Zuo Feng forget these grudges, that's why he used all sorts of methods just now to kill off all of the man with the rat face's companions in front of him.

His original intention was only to let out a breath and let his companion experience the pain of dying without the strength to save him. But later on, he could faintly feel that this rat-faced man's speed and attack power was slightly inferior to the Body Tempering stage expert he had sensed.

Zuo Feng thought back to last night when Zhang Yu's group ambushed the City Lord's Mansion. It was said that the fighting was very intense at that time and both sides suffered damage to each other. Zuo Feng also deduced from this that this rat-faced man in front of him might be injured, which was why he asked for a test.

He didn't expect that this rat-faced man, in his madness, would immediately reveal his secret without thinking too much about it. Finally, his gaze swept across all of the corpses on the ground as the corner of his mouth slightly moved. He muttered in a small voice, "Brothers, take care. I'll send this bastard down there to accompany you."

As he said that, he lifted his foot to the ground beside him and drew a long blade from the ground. This time, Zuo Feng spoke first before the rat-faced man even opened his mouth.

"Just now you said you would capture me and torture me to death. Now you want to kill me again? You don't have confidence in your own strength, do you?" However, your brothers shouldn't be leaving yet. No matter what, they must wait for you and accompany them on the road before they can be at ease. "

Even Zuo Feng didn't expect that he would say such vicious words. If it was a normal situation, he would not argue about this. But this time, he had charged into the tiger's den alone for his little sister. Instead, he had let go of everything and provoked the other party with extreme harshness.

As expected, as soon as Zuo Feng finished speaking, the rat-faced man was so angry that his body started shaking, and his face turned white and red. Zuo Feng even secretly cursed him in his heart and was so angry that he vomited blood and died. But in the end, the rat-faced man still managed to stabilize himself, only breathing a bit more heavily.

Seeing that the other party was gradually calming down, Zuo Feng's face also became gloomy. With a thought, he inserted the black dagger in his sleeve. In the blink of an eye, a pair of greyish white objects appeared when he pulled his hand back.

The rat-faced man looked over in surprise. He had initially thought it was strange that Zuo Feng had a secret compartment in his sleeve. It wasn't that the items stored in his sleeve were rare, but that Zuo Feng's clothes were extremely thin, allowing him to place such a large object within them.

Only Zuo Feng himself knew where the secret space appeared from within his sleeves. Just now, he had only placed the short blade into the Na Crystal, and then took out a pair of items that he had previously refined. At this moment, the mouse-faced man also started to pay attention to the item in Zuo Feng's hand. He saw Zuo Feng slowly opening the greyish-white item and then extending his hand inside.

'It's actually a set of gloves. The material of this glove is really special. 'To think that it would be a grayish-white color, and that it would be something that was neither gold nor jade. The rat-faced man pondered in astonishment, but his gaze was still on the glove as he sized it up.

Zuo Feng looked at the pair of grey and white gloves in his hands, and couldn't help but recall how he had forged this glove. This pair of gloves could be considered to be the first 'artifact' refined by Zuo Feng. He could not identify the existence of the 'Flame Crystal Fire Thunder' that he had refined earlier.

Previously, Zuo Feng had found a lot of books in the bandit's cave. He had given all of the books on cultivation techniques and martial arts to Zuo Lang and the others. The only books left behind were some legends about the continent, cultivation experiences and the like. Among them was a book that contained some personal insights into refining.

Zuo Feng's attack style was more suited for close quarters combat, and the book was precisely introducing the forging method of the gauntlet. Thus, when Zuo Feng saw the contents of the manual, he remembered it by force. Later on, when he was forging the Flame Crystal Fire Thunder, he had also started to try forging a set of gloves for himself.

However, it was unknown whether it was because his forging technique was too inferior or because he was inexperienced, but his control over the materials had always been off. After spending a lot of materials, he was still unable to produce the lowest quality boxing gloves, which made Zuo Feng depressed for a long time.

Just when Zuo Feng was at his wit's end, he suddenly thought of an item. It was the pair of sharp claws he had taken from the Wolf Devouring Beast he killed. After he killed the wolf-eating savage beast, Zuo Feng realized that the corpse of the savage beast was a treasure. He didn't have a storage device like the Spatial Crystal, so he had to give up on the other two pairs of claws that had taken it away.

This time, Zuo Feng used the wolf's claws to start refining. It was unknown if it was because of the special materials, but he was able to successfully refine a set of gloves. Originally, Zuo Feng had used a pair of back claws, so he planned to use them to refine another set of boxing gloves for himself. After all, the front claws were much tougher and stronger than the back claws.

However, what made Zuo Feng depressed was that after he threw the savage beast's front paw into the cauldron, he was unable to extract any impurities from it. It was even more impossible to refine the next few steps. Zuo Feng studied it for a long time, but could only give up temporarily.

However, with such a pair of gloves, Zuo Feng could not help but feel extremely excited after experimenting. Its toughness was comparable to weapons made of fine iron and fine steel, and the joints of the boxing gloves were also made by Zuo Feng with a few sharp thorns, which were extremely sharp. Although the sharpness of the spike was slightly inferior to his black dagger, it was definitely much sharper than his original wolf claw. However, Zuo Feng was still unable to determine the quality of this gauntlet.

After Zuo Feng had successfully refined the gloves, it was mainly because he was still familiar with the way the gloves were used, so during the entire process of the training, he did not use it. But now, he felt that he had almost mastered the "Lian Rou Push Hands", "Dissolving Bone Technique", and "Wine Fist" at will, and was completely able to coordinate with the gloves. Only then did he take them out.

Zuo Feng gently opened the gray glove and wore it on his hands. He slowly clenched his fists and then fiercely punched his chest.

"Clang!"

A crisp metallic sound rang out. Zuo Feng smiled in satisfaction, and then looked at the rat-faced man with a cold gaze. At this moment, the mouse-faced man was also looking at him. The moment their eyes met, the two simultaneously let out a low shout and rushed forward.

Zuo Feng's speed was not the slightest bit inferior to the mouse-faced man. The two of them had already traveled seventy to eighty feet in just two blinks of an eye. The scoundrel-faced man swung his saber like the wind, chopping towards the left wind. Zuo Feng opened up his hands and pushed upwards.

Dong!

A deafening explosion resounded in the arena as the scoundrel's long saber was sent flying. The momentum of Zuo Feng's charge was completely blocked, and he had to take three steps back to stabilize his body.

Although Zuo Feng was clearly at a disadvantage, his face revealed a smile. This rat-faced man was just as he had guessed. Zuo Feng had also seen the rat-faced man's current level in that earlier collision without any tricks. He was just a bit stronger than the bald middle-aged man he had met in the previous exam.

It was obvious that the scoundrelly faced man's attack on the City Lord's Mansion that night was not light. His strength was only at the Bone Refining Stage level 7. What made Zuo Feng most happy was that even under such a violent collision, the glove didn't seem to be damaged at all. Instead, the longblade in the rat-faced man's hand had a slightly curving blade at the point of impact.

The mouse-faced man's face turned extremely ugly. This time, Zuo Feng did not stop. He rushed over the moment he stabilized his body. The mouse-faced man was also shocked by Zuo Feng's previous display of fighting strength. Not only was it the toughness of the gloves, but it was also because Zuo Feng's strength was far beyond his imagination.

It was hard to imagine that such a thin body of a second level Refinement Stage martial artist would actually contain such great strength. If it wasn't for the fact that his cultivation was much higher than his opponent's, he would have already been at a disadvantage in that strike without using his spiritual energy. While he was stunned, Zuo Feng immediately rushed forward to take the initiative.

Zuo Feng's footsteps fell to the ground like rain. His skinny figure appeared around the rat-faced man like a ghost. At this moment, the rat-faced man could only see two grey-white shadows of fists shaking in front of him.

He had just experienced the sharpness of this glove, so he didn't dare to use his body to take Zuo Feng's palms head on. However, the mouse-faced man was also very experienced. He used his long blade like a bolt of lightning to cover his entire body.

Right now, Zuo Feng was attacking crazily like crazy, because he knew that he was still in the process of exploding after unlocking the 'shackles'. After the battle with Teng Li, he also discovered that his body and spiritual energy would be in an extremely excited state for a period of time after he unlocked the "shackles".

However, this state wasn't without a time limit. He wouldn't be able to fall back to his normal state after two hours. A quarter-hour had passed since Lin Ming killed the six Bone Refining martial artists. Therefore, Zuo Feng only had less than a quarter of an hour left, and he had to defeat him within that quarter of an hour.