There are two sects in this block, and they have all been broken up by Lu Feng.
There are many people outside who have witnessed it with their own eyes.
At this time, Lu Feng was walking forward with his hands behind his back, and the Japanese people on the street were trying to avoid him, fearing that they would be targeted by Lu Feng, a devil-like person.
Lu Feng, on the other hand, did not shy away from these people at all and just walked past them in such a swaggering manner.
He just wants to make things big today, so he doesn't care how many people pay attention to this matter.
The more people follow him, the happier he will be.
He just wanted to let more Japanese people know that the Dragon Kingdom warrior they had always looked down upon was here!
Moreover, he was still alone, pushing down so many of their martial arts schools along the way.
"Ta! Ta!"
The sound of Lu Feng's footsteps kept ringing.
Men, women and children on the street stood on the street one after another, not daring to stand in any way.
And Lu Feng was walking in the middle of the street, swaggering and steady.
Suddenly, Lu Feng stopped and the tip of his nose twitched slightly.
"Hmm...the smell of roasted gluten."
Lu Feng was really hungry after beating more than a dozen sects in a row.
At this time, I smelled the snacks that can only be bought in Longguo, and immediately stopped in my tracks.
"Whoa!"
Lu Feng looked around, and then directly took a bunch of grilled skewers from a stall.
"How much?"
Lu Feng asked while eating.
"No, no money..."
The vendor, a young Japanese man, waved his hand when he heard Lu Feng ask this question.
"It just so happens that I don't bring any money either."
"But you put a little too much cumin powder."
Lu Feng was not polite, took a few more skewers, and then continued to move forward.
Then, as Lu Feng walked along, he saw snacks and other items sold nearby, so he reached out to grab them and raised his hand to grab them.
Throughout the whole journey, no one dared to stop him, and no one dared to ask him for a penny.
This feeling of eating a king's meal feels quite good.
Soon, Lu Feng came to a Japanese warrior sect again.
The door of this martial arts sect was open, and before Lu Feng entered, he saw a large group of Japanese warriors standing inside in darkness.
Lu Feng's challenge to various warrior schools along the way has now been completely spread.
Those who feel they are not strong enough have dismissed their disciples early and closed the door.
Those who still had the courage to stay naturally felt that with their strength, they could defeat Lu Feng.
I have to say that they are indeed very brave.
However, Lu Feng would not hold anything back because of their courage.
Lu Feng strode into this sect with amusement in his eyes.
And the number of disciples in this sect actually exceeds two hundred.
There were also several middle-aged warriors standing at the front of the crowd.
Presumably, these are all the warriors in their sect, including their sect leader.
"Are you Lu Feng?"
A middle-aged warrior frowned and looked at Lu Feng and asked.
Lu Feng glanced at him, but did not answer. Instead, he continued to step forward, slowly closing the distance between the two parties.
"what are you up to?"
"If I really think of myself as a warrior from Japan, will there be no one left?"
The middle-aged warrior asked Lu Feng again.
However, Lu Feng once again ignored his words, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.
The middle-aged warrior was furious, and anger kept pouring out of his eyes.
"You, a warrior from Japan, claim to be very powerful and can easily defeat any warrior from the Dragon Kingdom."
"When I tried it today, you seemed to be bragging!"
Lu Feng finally spoke, and his words made these people blush.
Of course they believed that the warriors of the Dragon Kingdom could never compare to their Japanese warriors.
However, today, Lu Feng challenged more than a dozen Japanese warrior schools one after another. This is a fact that no one can ignore.
"Hmph! Let me tell you, your arrogance will stop here!"
The middle-aged warrior snorted coldly, then stepped forward and rushed towards Lu Feng.
At this time, the distance between him and Lu Feng was less than ten meters.
As he rushed over quickly, he instantly closed the distance to less than five meters.
At this moment, Lu Feng's eyes flashed and his arm suddenly stretched out.
The iron skewer in his hand was flicked by his wrist, and he quickly threw it out.
"Whoa!"
The fifteen centimeter long iron stick was like a powerful arrow, heading straight towards the middle-aged man.
"Pfft!"
Before the middle-aged man could react, the iron stick was pierced into the middle-aged man's palm.
With the help of Lu Feng's fierce swing, and the top of the iron stick was already extremely sharp.
This time, it pierced the middle-aged palm directly.
Fast, accurate and ruthless!
"ah!"
The middle-aged man's footsteps stopped for an instant, and then he let out a scream.
With their fingers connected to their hearts, the middle-aged man's palms were pierced through each other, which was extremely painful.
The screams, like those of a slaughtering pig, instantly echoed throughout the entire venue.
The middle-aged man held the pierced palm with one hand, his face turned pale, and beads of sweat continued to pour out of his forehead.