Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 617: Showing Who’s Boss

Chapter 617: Chapter 617: Showing Who’s Boss

As soon as Li Feng stepped into the Hundred Treasure Pavilion, he was stopped by a figure. Li Feng looked up to see the towering frame in front of him and scanned the group of seven or eight people behind him, who were either sitting or standing with unfriendly glances sweeping over him.

Wen Tong coughed slightly and, with a smile on his face, stepped forward beside Li Feng and said, "These are the guards of those few."

Li Feng directly strode forward, his shoulder slamming into the robust guard in front of him. The guard, who was clearly holding back his breath perhaps due to some instructions to give Li Feng a hard time, scoffed coldly.

Heh.

As Li Feng charged at him, the burly guard smirked disdainfully. Known as Taishan in the military because he was from Mountain City Province, he stood tall and muscular with a foundation in Hard Qi Gong, giving him strength far superior to an ordinary person.

In terms of strength, he had never met his match.

Seeing someone shorter and half his size, looking like a pretty boy, trying to go head-to-head with him, it seemed utterly delusional.

In an instant.

As the two came close, Li Feng twisted his body and his shoulder shot out. The guard didn’t take it seriously at all, thinking even if Li Feng charged at him with a running start, he wouldn’t...

Hm!

Suddenly, a great force impacted his chest unexpectedly. Instinctively stepping back, the guard’s face slightly faltered. However, before he could steady himself, Li Feng relentlessly pressed the advantage.

Half a step forward with a Mountain Lean.

With his footing already unstable, the guard found himself lifted off the ground, his body helplessly retreating backward, step by step, until he finally stabilized.

"Hmm?"

Shi Taishan staggered back a few steps, and the other guards and bodyguards inside the main hall of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion shifted their gaze towards Li Feng.

It was rare to see someone who could force Shi Taishan back six or seven steps just like that, implying real skill in his hands.

Li Feng looked at Shi Taishan and beckoned him with a hooked finger. Li Feng realized that this was an attempt by those newcomers to regain face and intimidate him.

Li Feng simply couldn’t show any sign of weakness.

Seeing Li Feng’s gesture, Shi Taishan took it as a clear provocation. Being the first to step up, it meant that he wasn’t one to hold back, especially since Li Feng’s move had already made him lose some face.

Shi Taishan growled lowly, his muscles swelling, instantly tightening his clothing.

Rip.

The seam under his armpit tore open as Shi Taishan stepped down, shattering the tiled floor beneath with a cracking sound. An invisible wave of energy surged from under Shi Taishan’s feet.

Wen Tong swallowed harshly, damn it, those were specially ordered gold bricks made with ancient imperial craftsmanship, but this guy’s Qi was incredibly strong.

"Shi Taishan’s Hard Qi Gong must have reached the pinnacle of ’Ming Jin’."

"Yes, terrifying. This guy’s muscles are simply astonishing. Going close for a brawl would obviously be a mistake."

Despite other guards in the hall possibly being stronger than Shi Taishan, when it came to close quarters brawling, probably only he could match it.

Their eyes turned to a man leaning against a rack, not only a warrior by training but also from a family of National Martial Arts heritage, trained from the age of two, reportedly mastering Dark Strength by eighteen and specializing in Inner Qi Gong.

In a face-to-face brawl, only he had the strength to contend with Shi Taishan.

One punch.

Shi Taishan’s fist sliced through the air like a knife, the air around his fist vacuumed away, tearing through the air and creating a sonic boom.

Li Feng sidestepped, reached out, and grabbed Shi Taishan’s arm—hard as marble, barely manageable with his fingers.

Li Feng loosened his grip and delivered a punch right inside the elbow of his opponent. Simultaneously, he moved forward with his lower body, sinking down, his posture becoming like a massive bell clapper.

Mountain Lean.

With this strike, Shi Taishan stumbled backward. Li Feng stepped half a pace and leaned in once more, with another Mountain Lean.

Under Li Feng’s relentless advance, the towering figure of Shi Taishan finally couldn’t hold on anymore. He let out a breath he had been holding and, as his Qi dissipated, Li Feng charged again, sending Shi Taishan flying through the air like a cannonball.

"Eight Diagrams."

Leaning against a wooden rack, a man lifted his eyes to observe Li Feng, who had just executed the Mountain Lean, the most powerful move of the Eight Diagrams.

This technique could concentrate all of one’s strength at one point and explode forward within half a step to topple mountains, sending Shi Taishan flying six or seven meters. It was a display of strength at the peak of Dark Strength.

"Puff!"

As soon as Shi Taishan hit the ground, before he could even attempt to rise, he spewed a mouthful of old blood.

Li Feng looked over coldly, "Though I held back my hand, you’ve got at least six cracked ribs. Forcing it will only damage your heart vessels. If you don’t want to end up disabled, just lie down honestly."

Wang Tiandao scoffed at Li Feng’s display of power.

"So this is what you wanted me to see? Think you can marry my daughter with your meager skills? You’re dreaming."

"Dad!"

Wang Jin’er felt embarrassed as Wang Tiandao spoke these words in front of so many people, yet she also looked doubtfully towards Li Feng.

Hearing Wang Tiandao’s mockery, Li Feng didn’t turn back to explain but coldly surveyed the other guards.

"I have other matters to attend to and no time to waste with you. If you really wish to challenge me, come to 66 Hongxia Street."

"I’ll be waiting anytime."

"If anyone blocks my way without opening their eyes, I won’t hold back my hand again."

"Heh, ’holding back,’ you really are arrogant."

At that moment, a guard eyed Li Feng coldly. Though Shi Taishan had been sent flying, it didn’t mean they were intimidated.

Shi Taishan was merely a big fool with more brawn than most.

Li Feng locked gaze with the speaking guard, his toes tapped the ground and in an instant, he moved swiftly forward. The guard was taken aback, yet quick to react, but Li Feng was quicker. He closed in, a fearsome aura choking the guard momentarily.

That aura.

Before the guard could react, Li Feng’s fist was already smashing into his face. The guard flew backward, blood gushing from his nose and his body harshly crashing into an antique table and chairs behind him.

"Sss, my Qing Liaohua."

Wen Tong trembled; there were no fakes in his Hundred Treasure Pavilion, unlike other antique shops filled almost entirely with replicas. He could not afford to lose that face.

Li Feng withdrew his fist and swept a cold gaze over the others.

"Don’t give face, then."

After speaking, Li Feng turned and strode up to the second floor. Wang Tiandao pursed his lips; although he acknowledged Li Feng’s abilities, there was still a long way to go before he could marry his daughter.

Just a skilled fighter.

"Fang Yu, why didn’t you stop him?"

"The leader just wanted to intimidate him, not to fight him to death. Besides, do I, Fang Yu, need you to tell me how to handle things?"

With that, Fang Yu arrogantly glanced at the opposing guards.

"Young Master Feng, they are inside," Wen Tong said, his gaze shifting to Wang Tiandao and Wang Jin’er. Wang Tiandao grunted coldly at Wen Tong.

"You can’t even recognize me, you blind fool."

With that, Wang Tiandao pushed the door open and entered.