Chapter 233 (1/2)

Because in the ancient martial arts world, even the most talented disciples of the sect and aristocratic family, at the age of 17 or 18, have at most two or three levels of cultivation the day after tomorrow, and often these talented disciples are just superficial, empty of internal power accumulated by pills, but their actual combat effectiveness is far less than that of the older martial artists in the same realm.

The older you are, the higher your accomplishments are in the ancient martial arts world, and the better your combat experience and moves are. With three levels of cultivation the day after tomorrow, Hong Botong can gain such a reputation in the Jianghu as ”lightness skill floating on the water”. Not only is he good at lightness skills, but also he can look at the situation. When he sees a stronger martial artist, he immediately runs away. Once he is sure that the other party is not as good as himself, he will come forward and bully him impolitely.

Moreover, with his unique lightness skill, Hong Botong often does some sneaky things and receives some tasks like killers and kidnappings through the Internet. He lives much better than most martial artists.

However, often walking by the river, where do you have wet shoes? Hong Botong never thought that he had done so many dangerous activities and even been watched by relevant state departments, but he would capsize in the gutter in such a small kidnapping case. Moreover, it was planted in the hands of Lin Feng, a young man who seemed harmless to humans and animals.

”Cough... I... i... why... Can't... Breathe...”

His eyes widened in horror, and his eyes widened. Hong Botong just didn't understand what the ”phlegm” in the dialogue between Lin Feng and Wang Zhong said? But now, he has experienced it personally. The sputum that blocked his throat blocked his breathing trachea, so that he couldn't breathe at all. His face turned pale and coughed continuously in an attempt to spit out the sputum.

Wang Zhong, who had the same experience, looked at Lin Feng in horror, pointed to him and cried tremblingly, ”what evil skill is this? Is it the star sucking method? Even the phlegm in our bodies can be controlled! ”

Hearing Wang Zhong's words, Hong Botong completely believed that he had become so uncomfortable that he was about to suffocate. It was really caused by Lin Feng. However, Hong Botong didn't see Lin Feng's shot at all. He didn't even know how Lin Feng shot. He immediately looked at Lin Feng with great fear.

”What work do I use! Does it have anything to do with you? Now, you just need to know that I'm going to kill you... Hey hey! It's just a moment... ”

There were only two martial artists. Lin Feng's spiritual knowledge completely held, so he looked at Wang Zhong fearlessly and said with a smile, ”you had deep internal power and the ability to spit out phlegm in Meiyuan women's health club of sister Tongtong before. Now, I don't think you have the ability... ”

With that, Lin Fengling knew something and his water control ability worked again. The strong man Wang Zhong immediately grabbed his neck with a painful expression. His face was very white and couldn't breathe.

”Cough... Hero... Spare... Spare my life...”

Last time, because Lin Feng had left, there was no one to control the sputum. It was just blocked in Wang Zhong's throat. He could easily force the sputum out through his internal power. But this time Lin Feng was controlling it with his spiritual consciousness. Even if Wang Zhong exhausted his internal power, he could not cough out the phlegm in his throat. Therefore, he can only half kneel on the ground, in great pain. His fierce eyes originally revealed have now completely become a desire for survival and a plea for Lin Feng.

”Spare my life... Help... Cough... Help me...”