Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 799: What a Pair of Long Legs

Chapter 799: Chapter 799: What a Pair of Long Legs

"Fuck!"

Zhou Wushuang clearly hadn’t expected Li Feng to produce so many tokens all at once, a flash of greed darted through his eyes. He thought it would take some time and kung fu to gather these tokens, but now someone had delivered them directly to him.

"Alright, since you’ve come to me on your own, I’ll take them without reservation, hand them all over."

Zhou Wushuang’s toes touched the ground, activating a whirlwind beneath his feet.

Eight Steps to Catch a Toad.

Zhou Wushuang’s feet traced the figure eight, kicking up a cloud of dust, he rapidly approached Li Feng and delivered a direct Black Tiger Heart Stealing strike.

Li Feng stepped back to evade, Zhou Wushuang saw that Li Feng had actually dodged, he was slightly surprised, but his movements didn’t pause. Eight Steps to Catch a Toad closed in, Tiger Roar Fist roared like a ferocious tiger, bringing a powerful gale towards Li Feng’s face.

The Southern style has many schools, and the Zhou Family is just one of them, with their inherited Tiger Roar Fist. This set of fists is fierce and powerful, at its peak, it carries the sound of a tiger’s roar. It could injure the light, breaking muscles and bones, and at the worst, it could cause serious visceral injuries leading to death.

As a current generation practitioner of Tiger Roar Fist, Zhou Wushuang, although only in his early twenties, had already mastered the explosive power, coupled with Tiger Roar Fist, one punch could produce the force of thousands of pounds, comparable to some champion fighters.

Li Feng shuffled and dodged, because of the oncoming Tiger Roar Fist, it seemed as if the air around his nostrils was being sucked away. Though not hit by the fist, the force of the punch was like a seven or eight-level gale, painfully scraping his face.

Li Feng sidestepped another punch, jumped to the side when a man skirting the fight suddenly closed in with a whip-like sweeping kick.

Li Feng raised his hand to block, feeling the strength of the kick, he was inwardly shocked. Before he could dissipate the force of the kick, the man used the momentum to spin back with a roundhouse kick.

Li Feng lifted his arm to guard his chest again, but the force still pushed him back.

Seeing that Li Feng seemed outmatched, Zhou Wushuang coldly glanced at the meddling guy, "Tan Ziming, you go help the others. I can deal with this one. That piece of trash can’t even defeat a woman, what a joke."

Tan Ziming withdrew his kick, his gaze frosty as he looked at Zhou Wushuang, "Why should I go? Why don’t you? I have my eye on this one too. You can have that chick over there; you like her long legs, don’t you?"

"Bullshit, I do like her long legs, but having me fight a woman, that would ruin my reputation as Zhou Wushuang; how would I be able to continue mixing in this world?"

Tan Ziming sneered coldly, "You care about your face, I care about mine too."

"Tan Ziming, do you have to be at odds with me?" Zhou Wushuang turned his head and gave Tan Ziming a cold stare.

"Think I’m afraid of you?"

Tan Ziming looked coldly back at Zhou Wushuang. Tan Ziming hailed from the Northern Leg, Tan Family, and was a practitioner of the Tan Family Leg. However, his branch had settled in the south, and while the family focused on business, they hadn’t discarded the Tan Family Leg technique.

The two’s eyes clashed, causing sparks to fly, while Li Feng pretended to be weak, watching the tension between them. However, his gaze swept to the side.

Huang Shuyao’s long legs were formidable, bearing a resemblance to the Foshan Shadowless Leg. Those legs had kicked the opposing man into submission; at first, he could defend a bit, but soon after, he became nothing more than a human punching bag.

Right when the man had no chance to retort, Huang Shuyao suddenly twisted with a side kick. The man tried to block but couldn’t withstand the force of her kick and had to keep retreating.

Huang Shuyao lifted her long legs, incredibly fast, and caught up with the retreating man, landing a final blow, a soaring kick in mid-air.

The man couldn’t stabilize himself and directly tumbled backward to the ground.

Huang Shuyao used the rebounding force to leap into the air and directly snatched the token hanging on the treetop into her hand.

Looking at the token in her hand, Huang Shuyao raised her eyes toward the three people, Li Feng included, who were confronting each other and flicked her wrist.

"The token I promised you, catch."

A token flew straight toward Li Feng. He raised his hand to catch it, but instead of the Earth Element Token, it was a Gold Element Token.

"I’m off then, wish you good luck."

Having said that, Huang Shuyao strode away, her long legs twisting as she ran. She had now gathered all of the tokens. As for Li Feng...

She could only wish him good luck.

Li Feng watched Huang Shuyao as she ran away and shook his head in silence. He had already anticipated that Huang Shuyao might flee because the two of them had barely known each other. Although they had a friendly trade on the cruise, to say they cherished a genuine mutual respect was nonsense.

Zhou Wushuang and Tan Ziming didn’t pursue Huang Shuyao either. Firstly, they didn’t believe Huang Shuyao had many tokens on her, and secondly, since she was a girl, gaining a reputation for hitting girls was something they, as self-proclaimed true men, naturally disdained.

Besides, Li Feng had just pulled out seven or eight tokens. Taking down Li Feng probably meant collecting all the tokens. Given a choice between the two, they naturally chose Li Feng.

"Heh, man, you’ve been sold out. You can still admit defeat now, as you’re not our match. Hand over all the tokens you have. We’ll only take the ones we need. The rest will still be yours."

Zhou Wushuang looked at Li Feng, opting not to solve the issue with fists. After all, he and Tan Ziming were not on the same side, and there was mutual wariness between them.

Tan Ziming squinted at Li Feng, "Brother, I’ve got a better offer for you. Let’s take down Zhou Wushuang together. I only want the extra tokens you have."

Hearing this, Zhou Wushuang cursed.

He turned to look at Tan Ziming: "Tan Ziming, you damn fox, now you’re trying to calculate against me. You’re really something."

Tan Ziming was unfazed and continued to address Li Feng: "Brother, continuing this deadlock doesn’t do any of us any favors. Moreover, this Zhou Wushuang’s strength is at the peak of the clear force stage, and you’ve just experienced his Tiger Roar Fist. Honestly, I’m no match for him."

"Teaming up with him is like negotiating with a tiger for its skin. Our strengths are similar; taking him down, I only want your surplus tokens. After that, we walk our separate ways under the same sky."

Tan Ziming went on.

"Damn it, Tan Ziming, you shady guy, don’t you have any shame? Man, this guy is an old fox in disguise. If you team up with him, be careful he doesn’t stab you in the back."

Zhou Wushuang was grinding his teeth with resentment. Tan Ziming’s skills were not weaker than his, and the Tan Family Leg was a representative leg technique of the Northern Leg. If it weren’t for that, he would have knocked him down a long time ago.

Although the guy in front of him was slightly less skilled than himself, if he really teamed up with Tan Ziming, he might actually end up at a disadvantage.

Li Feng looked at the two bickering men: "You two might as well come at me together."

"Damn."

Zhou Wushuang looked up at Li Feng: "Man, are you pretending here?"

"If you want to fight us both, heh, even if we don’t join forces, taking you down would be effortless. Tan Ziming, see that? He doesn’t buy your dirty tricks. How about we take him down first, then split the tokens?"

Zhou Wushuang clenched his fists, making a cracking sound.