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At this time, she noticed that Chen Feng had directly grasped the middle-aged man's fist. No matter how the middle-aged man urged him, Chen Feng stood there with a smile on his face, his fist motionless, as if it was effortless.
Same!
Lu Yaru was immediately shocked: "Chen Feng, you, you actually have such strength?"
No matter how stupid she is, she now knows that Chen Feng is absolutely very powerful.
The middle-aged man's face turned red and he exclaimed: "You, how is it possible? I am an acquired eighth-level master. How can you easily block my attack?"
Chen Feng smiled slightly and said: "In this world, there are many people who are stronger than you. You and the frog in the well, without any knowledge, do you think that everyone else is as weak as you?"
The middle-aged man, with a look of shame and anger on his face, shouted sternly: "You little bastard, I'll kill you!"
As he spoke, a long sword suddenly appeared in his right hand and stabbed Chen Feng in the chest.
Chen Feng smiled slightly and flicked it directly onto the long sword, shattering it into countless pieces.
Then, he punched the middle-aged man in the chest, causing him to vomit blood and take a dozen steps back.
This is still Chen Feng who only used about 1% of his strength. He was afraid that if he used just a little more force, he would shock the middle-aged man to death.
The middle-aged man exclaimed: "Impossible, how could you be so powerful?"
When they saw this scene, Sima Yang and Zhang Hao both had expressions of disbelief on their faces!
A turmoil arose in their hearts at the same time, and the words the middle-aged man said just now echoed in their ears: "I am an acquired eighth-level master..."
They looked at each other and saw great shock and unconcealable fear in each other's eyes.
"This middle-aged man is an acquired eighth-level master, but Chen Feng easily beat him away and made him vomit blood."
"So, isn't Chen Feng's strength..."
They realized a terrifying fact, that is, Chen Feng's strength would only exceed the acquired eighth level!
When they thought of this, their faces immediately turned pale, their whole bodies could not help but tremble, and their faces showed a look of extreme fear.
Sima Yang's lips were trembling and his teeth were chattering. Zhang Hao was so frightened that his legs softened and he sat down on the ground, his crotch already wet.
He was actually scared to death by Chen Feng.
When they thought of what they had said to Chen Feng and what they had done before, their faces turned red with shame, and they wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
"The two of us are simply ridiculous. He is so powerful and doesn't want to be on the same level as me. We are still so provocative. We really don't think our lives will last long."
What's more, it's fear.
They found out that Chen Feng was so powerful, and wondered, would he come back and deal with them?
I will definitely not be able to bear his revenge.
Obviously, he had no ill intentions towards Chen Feng.
He did this just to test.
Naturally, Chen Feng would not reveal his strength rashly, so he controlled his strength to the acquired ninth level, and his face suddenly changed, showing a hint of panic.
He gritted his teeth, seemed to have made up his mind, and tried his best to strike out with both fists at the same time, hitting the old man with his palm.
With a bang, one palm and two fists collided together.
Deacon Zhang stood there, motionless, while Chen Feng took three big steps backwards.
He pretended to be breathing unsteadily, took a few deep breaths, and then looked at the old man with a look of horror.
Chen Feng's face showed a hint of conviction, but also some shock, just like the normal reaction of a successful young man when he meets someone stronger than him.
Seeing his reaction, Deacon Zhang no longer had any doubts in his heart.
Deacon Zhang twirled his beard, smiled slightly, and said, "Your strength is really good."