Chapter 1284
After everyone landed on the island, they drank some tea and cold beverages, and took a moment to cool off.
After Xiao Feng went downstairs, everyone started clamoring to watch a 3v3 fight.
Reluctantly, the prearranged six-person sparring team had no choice but to grit their teeth and go ahead.
The environment on the island is excellent, very spacious, allowing one to stretch freely.
Xiao Feng, Zhang Fan, and Ye Yunyan form one team; opposite them are Shashen Guo Han, Jianzhan Cangsheng Zhuo Yijian, and Qingfeng Yuyu Su Lingyu.
Among the six people…… only one has studied martial arts.
"Pay attention, stop on contact, begin." Jiang Peng served as referee and, under everyone's expectant gaze, shouted the start.
On the open-air viewing terrace on the second floor of the villa, Zhou Zhenwei heard the commotion and came out to watch the excitement; seeing that Xiao Feng was about to strike, he couldn't help but show an interested expression.
The sparring match had just begun; both sides were quite polite, merely testing their strength with a couple of wrist clashes.
Su Lingyu said: "Little Yan, are we really going to fight? Wearing a skirt might be inconvenient; what if we accidentally expose ourselves?"
"That makes sense!" Ye Yunyan thought it was reasonable, so she decisively linked arms with her close friend and withdrew, leaving the venue to the four men.
Everyone loudly expressed disappointment; they had originally wanted to see the two stunning beauties tear into each other, but there was no chance.
The remaining four were no pushovers; they intended to have a real bout.
Xiao Feng's opponent was Guo Han, who said: "Master Xiao, don't hold back—come at full strength!"
Xiao Feng: "emmm……"
Zhang Fan also said: "Let's see if we can bring out the skills from the game, Sword Slays the Heavens—I'm coming!" He launched an attack.
Now everyone's physique is extremely strong; their strikes carry wind, and their momentum is quite ferocious.
Although they hadn't exerted full force at the start, it was already several times greater than what an ordinary person could muster with full effort.
Zhang Fan and Zhuo Yijian's fight was not the imagined wild brawl; it truly bore some semblance of martial arts masters—one leapt several meters, their punches and kicks were rudimentary, but having honed them in the game for a long time, they had developed some "muscle memory," so it wasn't completely unstructured flailing.
Seeing the two already engaged, Guo Han couldn't help but feel excited.
Zhang Fan and Zhuo Yijian's martial arts skills were still crude before someone like him who is versed in killing techniques; facing the reputed martial arts master Xiao Feng, he held greater expectations, let out a low shout: "Master Xiao, pardon me!" and lunged forward in a rush.
Xiao Feng steadied his stance, not rushing to attack.
After Guo Han closed in, seeing Xiao Feng had little defense, he immediately employed grappling techniques, aiming to throw Xiao Feng to the ground.
The result was that, just as his hand touched Xiao Feng's body, he suddenly felt a great force transmitted.
Immediately afterward, his whole body sank, and wind rushed past his ears.
Bang!
In the next instant, he lay on the ground.
Guo Han:???
Everyone:???
Xiao Feng's movement was too fast; they couldn't even see how he did it.
Everyone only saw Guo Han rush forward, then collapse to the ground; the whole process took less than half a second.
Guo Han, lying on the ground with a bewildered face, as a world-class expert, had never before encountered a situation where he couldn't react at all.
Given his ability, logically, even if he didn't see the opponent's strike, his body would still produce a reflexive evasive motion upon contact.
But this time he fell flat, not dissipating any force at all.
Fortunately, Xiao Feng didn't truly strike with great force; otherwise, this blow alone might have damaged his heart and lungs.
Nobody realized that Xiao Feng actually used hardly any force—just a casual flick—and his speed merely showed a small fraction, roughly like an ordinary person slowly waving a hand to flip a small cat onto the ground.
If he struck with full power, a casual reach would likely not even need to push Guo Han aside; the immense force would drive his palm straight through Guo Han's body, leaving a blood hole.
"Brother Han, what's wrong with you? Your performance is off—come again!" Jiang Peng's underlings began to clamor.
Guo Han sprang up with an embarrassed expression and cautiously assessed Xiao Feng twice.
This bearded, somewhat scruffy handsome young man wore a smile, appearing to have no martial airs.
Could it be a coincidence?
He felt a bit unwilling to accept it and struck again!
The next second.
Bang!
He fell to the ground again,
Guo Han: ……
Everyone: ……
This time, everyone, though unwilling, had to be convinced.
"How… how did you do that?" Guo Han asked, his face full of disbelief, as he rose.
Xiao Feng said lightly: "Under heaven, no martial art is unbreakable except speed."
"Uh……"
Upon hearing that, everyone was dumbfounded.
"Master Xiao Feng… could he be a top-tier expert?" Some who had dabbled in martial arts and ancient combat asked in shock.
Xiao Feng smiled faintly, offering no explanation, letting them guess.
Self‑supposition is the most deadly; whatever conclusion they reach depends on how big their imaginations are.
Meanwhile, Zhang Fan and Zhuo Yijian were already fighting fiercely.
Both of them used close‑combat in the game, so they naturally employed some martial‑arts techniques.
Now, displaying these in the real world, they at once looked the part—like two genuine martial‑arts masters—trading blows back and forth.
Xiao Feng's side of the sparring was so lacking in spectacle that, aside from shock, everyone had no other reaction.
The two exchanged moves frequently, their sense of power and technique both spot‑on, earning applause from the crowd.
On the villa observation deck, Zhou Zhenwei watched Xiao Feng, who had just made a move, narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt that something was unusual.
Although he is not a martial arts master, his eyesight is still good.
He knows Guo Han's identity; even without killing intent now, close combat is absolutely top-notch.
Both of his attacks were knocked down within 0.2 seconds; one can imagine how terrifying Xiao Feng's reaction speed and strength are!
"What exactly did this kid gain in the game? Just over a month ago he was still an ordinary student, and now he's become unfathomably deep……"
Zhou Zhenwei thought to himself.
Originally, I had prepared some segments today to win over, even to force Xiao Feng and the others to obey.
Now, however, I have no choice but to restrain my thoughts.
"Xiao Zhao."
"Old Zhou."
Zhou Zhenwei called a guard and ordered: "Call the superiors, C Plan."
"Yes, Old Zhou!" The guard acknowledged and withdrew.
……
After a few minutes, the fight finally ended; Zhang Fan and Zhuo Yijian were evenly matched, resulting in a draw.
In the 3v3 sparring, Xiao Feng's side won with 1 victory and 2 draws, taking this small competition!
Li Li loudly wailed: "Old Xiao, compensate me for the king crab!"
Xiao Feng calmly said: "No problem, I'll give you the shell of my crab."
Everyone burst into laughter.
The crowd gradually dispersed, beginning to enjoy their leisure time.
Xiao Feng's strength attracted much attention; a group gathered around him, curiously asking: "Xiao Feng, the expert, have you trained before? How are you so strong?"
Zhuo Yijian also roughly saw the battle over there just now, and couldn't help asking: "You're a mage in the game; even if you brought some stuff out, it wouldn't be this exaggerated, right? Could it be that you used magic just now?"
Xiao Feng laughed: "Your imagination is big enough; I don't know any magic, just my reaction speed is a bit faster than ordinary people's. You all should train your will; once your willpower rises, you can do it too."
"Is that so?" The crowd was half-believing, half-doubting.
【Continue 5 chapters rest…… messed up sleep schedule, hard to bear, adjusting, fewer updates please forgive】
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