12 Splitting the money (2/2)

“Angry Wind After-Image!” Xin Gang shouted as he used another attack.

_Angry Dragon Breaking the Sky!_ Zhao Feng put all of his strength into his fists. The moment he merged Angry Dragon Fists and Air Pushing Breathing Technique together, his power more than doubled.

“What strength!” Xin Gang felt as if a volcano was erupting. Zhao Feng’s strength almost surpassed the strength of third rankers.

_Peh!_

A loud explosion sounded as Xin Gang and Zhao Feng clashed.

_Wah!_

Xin Gang spit blood as he was hit by the first punch. The second punch.

Bang! His silver sword was knocked flying.

The third punch.

_Boom———_

His whole body flew out and left an imprint of him on a tree.

What power! So strong!

The other Xin disciples stood there dazed. They never thought that someone who had the power of the peak of the third rank would lose in one move to a second rank Zhao sect disciple.

“Strong.” Xin Fei, who wasn’t far away, asked, “May I know your name?”

“Zhao Feng.” Zhao Feng casually took back his fists.

“Kid! You were just lucky this time!” Xin Gang crawled up from the ground. “I’ve been fighting the tiger and am exhausted. Next time you won’t have such luck.”

“Luck?” Zhao Feng gave off a faint smile. Although Xin Gang was injured, Zhao Feng believed that he could still beat him at his peak. The only one he was wary of was Xin Fei.

Xin Fei’s strength had almost reached the fourth rank. When he used all of his strength it could even damage the Green Headed Tiger King, not to mention third rankers.

“Xin Gang! You are not his opponent! Do you not think that you have already lost enough face?” Xin Fei slowly turned towards Zhao Feng. Suddenly, his body gave off a frightening fighting will.

Zhao Feng’s heart jumped, “Did Xin Fei already recover?”

Of course, if Xin Fei did not have sixty-percent of his strength, then Zhao Feng wasn’t afraid of him. After being in such a state, it was obvious that Xin Fei had yet to fully recover.

“Your fist skill has almost reached the peak level and your footwork is incredible. Next time I would like to spar with you.” Xin Fei looked Zhao Feng in the eye, his words full of praise.

“Sure, we will spar next time.” Although Zhao Feng was wary of him, it did not mean that he was scared. Xin Fei’s strength was at least on par with Zhao Yijian, who was ranked third amongst the outer disciples. If Zhao Feng could beat Zhao Yijian, then he would have the ability to fight Xin Fei!

Soon they finished discussing how to split their rewards.

“Six-four. Me six, you guys four,” Zhao Feng said.

“Ok.” Xin Fei was the one that answered as the other Xin disciples did not have the courage to respond. They were wary of Zhao Feng’s strength.

Zhao Feng nodded to himself, giving 40% away was like shooting two birds with one arrow. First, he did not have any tool to cut or move the corpse, so he just let the others do the work. Secondly, he did not want to make that many enemies before he had enough strength.

Imagine if he took it all of it for himself. Would that not cause the eyes of the others to go red?

The tiger was dissected one hour later.

Zhao Feng took the most expensive parts and left all of the meat to the Xin disciples. After confirming that he took sixty percent he quickly left.

“Hmmm…the Zhao sect seems to have a new genius. Even Zhao Linlong wasn’t as strong as him at the same level of cultivation,” Xin Fei said as his eyes followed Zhao Feng.

“Zhao Linlong!” Xin Gang had an expression of awe. “He is one of the four geniuses of Sun Feather City! He reached the fourth rank two years ago and became a true Martial Artist! How can this kid be compared to him?”

The four great geniuses were the top youths of Sun Feather City. Any one of them were true Martial Artists and they were stronger than other Martial Artists by far.

“Do not even mention Zhao Linlong, even brother Fei could kill that kid in one blow.”