Chapter 27 On Account of your Father (2/2)

Liu Feng nodded his head. ”Yes, I'll give you the chance.”

Swish!

Liu Feng had just finished speaking when Pu Yisheng's right leg had lifted up and with a swishing air, aimed his leg at Liu Feng's weak spot.

”Slow! Too slow!”

Liu Feng's steps darted horizontally to the left deftly and at the same time, his body turned and he went to beside Pu Yisheng.

Ha!

Pu Yisheng shouted loudly and his lifted right leg vehemently, angling to the back and changing his hook kick into a sidekick.

This move was extremely brilliant. A usual taekwondo exponent, even if he were well-trained for competition, would not be able to unleash the move. Even if some taekwondo experts were able to unleash it, they would not be able to reach a level of strength that was as scary as Pu Yisheng's.

Because Pu Yisheng's kicking style changed too quickly, this change from the turning to the hook kick had instantly delivered itself to Liu Feng's chest.

”Great kicking style!” Fei Daojia, who was standing by the side, excitedly cried out, ”Did you see that? This is the traditional classic Taekwondo, and is most practical for combat. We the great South Korean nation's martial arts, are truly considered the world's best and even...”

But that kick which should have sent Liu Feng flying did not materialize and Liu Feng's body turned around again, his movement extremely light and nimble. That actually allowed him to turn to behind Pu Yisheng.

Peng!

At the same time, Liu Feng borrowed the centrifugal force generated from the movement of turning. With his right arm stretched out, it smashed heavily on Pu Yisheng's back.

Pu Yisheng was originally only standing on the ground with one leg. His center of gravity was not unstable. This caused his whole body to fly up with Liu Feng's single blow.

Fei Daojia who was so excited that he could not stop speaking also became silent at this moment. His whole damned face darkened in a short instance.

What was even more sarcastic was that Liu Feng still asked with a face of stupefaction, ”Don't tell me your chance is flying?”

Pounding!

Following which, Pu Yisheng landed heavily on the ground and his face squarely hit the ground.

”Wow! This traditional classic Taekwondo kicking style is so powerful. Not only can it fly, but it can also put the practitioner's face to the ground. This difficulty is as high as 9.9!” As Liu Feng said these words, he made an expression of being scared.

Pu Yisheng, who had been beaten up badly this time almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood. Even if he had not vomited blood, perhaps he had also been angered to the point of sustaining internal injuries.

Fei Daojia and Sun Jianye this time were so shocked that they again took two steps backwards. Facing Liu Feng, who was so powerful, a feeling of extreme shock and negativity emerged in the hearts of these two men.

”Bastard, I am going to kill you!”

Pu Yisheng, who had been sent flying by Liu Feng' single blow suddenly jumped up from the ground. Jumping up and launching a flying kick, he once again attacked Liu Feng.

This time, Liu Feng did not avoid the kick but rather, he crunched his waist and lifted his leg, issuing a beautiful turning sidekick.

Peng!

The soles of the two men's feet crashed firmly into each other. After a dull but resounding thud, Liu Feng brilliantly kept his leg, his body stable like a nail nailed into the ground.

And as for Pu Yisheng, he flew backwards and actually out of the dining hall. With a thud, he crashed at the front of the entrance.

”Not only slow, but also weak.”

Hence, Liu Feng said very disappointedly, ”I had actually really thought that the martial arts skills of you the Great South Korean nation are the best in the world. So it's actually so feeble!”

When Fei Daojia heard Liu Feng's words, he was so angered that his whole face turned red. Just now, he had been boasting about how powerful the Korean martial arts were and had even said how scary Pu Yisheng's abilities were. But who would have thought that the Seven-Dan Black Belt Taekwondo exponent would be weak to such an extent in front of Liu Feng.

”Ah! You damned Chinese. You can humiliate me but you are not allowed to humiliate the great Korena martial art...”

Pu Yisheng, who had been sent flying twice after being kicked by Liu Feng walked towards his enemy step by step. His both eyes seemed to open as wide as brass bells but the whites of his eyes were filled with red. ”I assure you, today, either you or I will die.”

”You have thought too much, Pu Yisheng. Actually, from the beginning to the end, I had not wanted to kill...”

Ai!

Not waiting for Liu Feng to finish his words, Pu Yisheng's turning kick had met its target.

At this time, Pu Yisheng seemed to be driven mad. With two strong and fit legs that were like a pair of elastic and strong rubber bands, they fired from the left to the right. In a single blow, he fired ten over scores of kicks in rapid succession.

Still, no matter how precise and powerful Pu Yisheng's attacks were, Liu Feng's footsteps and body techniques seemed to be more brilliant. Under the shadow of these chain of kicks, Liu Feng weaved to the left and to the right with great agility. Even the corner of his clothes was not scraped past by Pu Yisheng.

”Go to die!”

Pu Yisheng did not manage to attack his opponent for a long time. He again issued three kicks in succession. Suddenly, a knee kick hit Liu Feng's lower jaw.

And Liu Feng's body turned. At the same time as he was avoiding Pu Yisheng's kick, he turned his body and swung his legs. With a loud cry, his left leg kicked the right side of Pu Yisheng's face.

Ai!

Pu Yisheng still maintained the posture of a raised knee but his body was immobilized and rooted to the ground.

Liu Feng did not actually kick him but only gently, like the wind, blew Pu Yisheng's hair to the side. With firm steps, he stopped to within one centimeter of Pu Yisheng's right side.

”I said it before. From the start to the end, I've never wanted to kill you. Can't you tell that?” Liu Feng finally spoke what he wanted to say just now.

”Why?” This time, Pu Yisheng also quietened and calmed down.

”On account of your Father's face!” Liu Feng kept his leg and placed his both arms behind him, laughing as he said, ”I have heard from long ago that you are a person who has devoted all his time and energy to training traditional Taekwondo. Your father was very proud of you but very worried at the same time. Your personality is too headstrong. He was afraid that if you were to fall, you might not be able to get up. Or else, you might collapse from being too strong.”

”My father, you know my father?” Pu Yisheng also kept his legs and his eyes misted over.

”Of course, I know him.”

Liu Feng said sternly, ”Your father might not be more talented than you but he was more resilient. He has the capabilities of an Eighth-Dan Black Belt, and actually, after all these years of practice, as long as he wishes to return to his country, perhaps he could be able to rise to Ninth-Dan.”

”Is he a Ninth-Dan Black Belt now?” Pu Yisheng seemed to be confused and later, he suddenly asked, ”Where is he now? Where is my father?”

”He is doing something for me now. He is now in the West.”

Liu Feng laughed, saying, ”I am his Big Boss.”