Chapter 106: What kind of magic are you practicing? _1
Chapter 106: What kind of magic are you practicing? _1
Chapter 106: What kind of magic are you practicing? _1
“Bang!”
Tang Feng, with his legs crossed, was leaning back in his chair when he saw the man charging at him without a care for his life. His leg, which was resting on top, snapped out fiercely.
The burly man around six feet tall took a hard hit to his lower abdomen and staggered backward several steps with a “thump, thump, thump.”
Luckily, Zhao Huaqiang reacted quickly and supported him, preventing him from falling.
But the intense pain in his lower abdomen made him crouch down, unable to stand up again.
Zhao Huaqiang and the others hadn’t seen how Tang Feng had struck, and their fellow gang member was kicked back to them.
Meanwhile, Tang Feng continued to play his game with his legs still crossed, acting as if nothing had happened.
“It seems you’re not intending to talk things out, so I don’t have anything to say either,” Zhao Huaqiang’s face darkened, and he waved at his underling, “Go on, don’t hurt Miss Jiang!”
His subordinates had already been riled up by Tang Feng’s arrogance and were simmering with anger.
Now that they had received the order from their boss, how could they hold back?
They rushed forward, each eager to show off in front of their boss.
“Whoosh…”
The first to charge forward swung a baseball bat at him.
Tang Feng slightly tilted his head, dodging the swing, and then kicked out, striking another man’s groin.
“Ah…”
The man screamed miserably, dropping his baton to the ground with a “clatter,” holding his groin and hopping around in an amusingly pitiful display.
Tang Feng rolled the baton with the tip of his shoe, then flicked it lightly and caught it in his hand.
At that moment, another man swung a machete at him.
Tang Feng continued to play his mobile game with one hand, launching a special move, and with the other hand wielding the baton, he struck fiercely at the man.
“Clang!”
The baton first deflected the man’s machete and then landed a blow on his head in a fluid motion.
“Bang!”
The man’s head immediately began to bleed profusely, and he fell to the ground, howling in pain.
Zhao Huaqiang, watching from the sidelines, grew more and more astounded.
The men he had brought with him today were his elite forces, with plenty of combat experience.
But in front of Tang Feng, they were completely useless.
Almost none of them could withstand a single move from him.
All he saw was a series of his men rushing forward only to retreat in extreme disarray.
Where had this freak come from?
He realized by now that he had made a fatal mistake today.
He had acted rashly without understanding Tang Feng’s capabilities.
If he had known how capable his opponent was, he would never have provoked him so easily.
But it was too late for regrets now, if he didn’t deal with this kid today, he would become a huge problem in the future.
Having thought things through, he immediately took a machete from a struggling underling on the ground, and charged towards Tang Feng himself.
In comparison to his subordinates, Zhao Huaqiang’s moves were far more ruthless, and his strength was significantly greater.
Right after Tang Feng had repelled a strong man, he saw Zhao Huaqiang rushing him and quickly raised the baton to block the chop.
“Clang!”
The sound of metal clashing rang out, and the baton in his hand was nearly knocked out of his grip.
Zhao Huaqiang, indeed, had some tricks up his sleeve to be the boss, not comparable to those useless drunks.
If Tang Feng were to stand up and face his opponent now, he could easily resolve the situation.
But Jiang Zi was still fast asleep, and he didn’t want her to witness this bloody scene, so he decided to keep sitting, fending off Zhao Huaqiang’s attacks.
Zhao Huaqiang apparently realized what he was thinking and deliberately kept his distance, using his machete’s length to his advantage and kept chopping at Tang Feng.
The machete was about one meter long, while the baton was only twenty or thirty centimeters.
Tang Feng’s baton couldn’t reach him at all, and he almost got chopped by Zhao Huaqiang’s machete several times.
Zhao Huaqiang gained the upper hand, growing more vigorous in his attack and letting his guard down progressively.
At that moment, the situation suddenly changed.
Tang Feng, who had been on the defensive, suddenly smashed the baton at Zhao Huaqiang.
Zhao Huaqiang, quick on his feet, deflected it with his machete.
He felt a surge of glee inside, as Tang Feng had just lost his only weapon and was now at his mercy.
However, as soon as that bit of smugness crept in, he saw Tang Feng leap to his feet.
He supported Jiang Zi’s head with one hand and continued to play the game with the other, while delivering a flying kick.
“Thud!”
Zhao Huaqiang, caught off guard, was struck by the kick under his chin.
The force of Tang Feng’s kick was tremendous, and Zhao Huaqiang blacked out before he could even scream, losing consciousness.
“Bang!”
His body collapsed heavily onto the floor, unconscious.
The remaining gang members stood stunned in place, looking at Tang Feng as if they had seen a ghost.
His aerial kick just now was incredibly cool to the extreme.
Watching it up close was even more thrilling than a movie.
A few of them even felt like kneeling down to take him on as their master.
“I won!”
At that moment, Tang Feng cheered exuberantly.
But he wasn’t talking about the fight with Zhao Huaqiang; it was about the game.
With a team of weak teammates, he had successfully destroyed the opposing team’s crystal and won the game.
It had to be said that since the system had modified his body, his intelligence and reaction speed had improved significantly.
In the past, when playing games, he often got called trash, but now, even while multitasking, he could still lead his team to victory.
This greatly lifted his spirits.
If he couldn’t make it in the antique business, he could try entering the e-sports circle.
Maybe he could even represent Dragon Country and win a few world championships.
“What do you mean, you won?”
His exclamation also woke up Jiang Zi, who was still in her slumber, rubbing her eyes groggily.
As she came to her senses and saw the scene before her, her mind snapped to alertness.
The sight was terrifying.
More than a dozen people lay on the ground, howling in pain, while another dozen stood frozen like statues, not daring to move.
She had only slept for a little while, but it felt as though she had missed an entire action movie.
“What magic have you been practicing?”
She stared at Tang Feng for a while before suddenly asking an out-of-the-blue question.