In fact, in Lu Feng's heart, Zhang Weishan didn't even have the desire to let him take action.
"Are you convinced?" Lu Feng asked lightly.
This sentence was naturally asked to everyone by Guo Hongfei.
And ten seconds after this question was asked, the whole place was still silent, with no one replying at all.
"If you are not convinced, you can take a step forward." Lu Feng said lightly.
There was still silence in the field, as silent as a cemetery at two or three o'clock in the middle of the night.
The female companions around Ji Xueyu all had their eyes shining and looked at Lu Feng with admiration.
If they hadn't known that Lu Feng was Ji Xueyu's husband, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to help but go up and strike up a conversation now.
Ji Xueyu's face turned slightly red. The powerful man in the scene was her Ji Xueyu's man!
How can this prevent her from being proud?
"Who gave you the courage to hurt my disciple?"
At this moment, another voice came from outside the door.
This voice was very loud and steady, like thunder, resounding throughout the entire gym.
Everyone's hearts were shocked again, who is here again?
"Whoosh!"
Everyone in the audience, except Lu Feng, looked at the door.
I saw a middle-aged man about forty years old, walking slowly towards this side with his hands behind his back and his eyes extremely indifferent.
This middle-aged man has a slender and well-proportioned figure and is wearing a light gray mandarin jacket, as if he were dressed in the 1960s.
His bronze skin, hidden under this light gray mandarin jacket, looked inconspicuous.
The aura radiating from his whole body gave people the impression that he was an extremely ordinary middle-aged man.
Artest's momentum is fierce, like a sword unsheathed, with its edge clearly revealed.
But this middle-aged man has a restrained aura, a sword with a sharp edge, and looks simple and unpretentious.
His calm and calm temperament makes people feel as if he is integrated with the surrounding environment.
At first glance, it may seem inconspicuous, but in fact, every gesture can have a huge impact.
At this moment, everyone suddenly widened their eyes and looked at this middle-aged man.
Only Lu Feng still turned his back on this person, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
It's more like, even if this middle-aged man showed up, he didn't show any interest in him.
"Master! Master, save me!"
The moment he saw this middle-aged man, Artai, who was stepped on by Lu Feng, spoke angrily.
Everyone was shocked. This person was Atai's master, Zhao Tiequan?
Before everyone could think about it for a moment, everyone saw Guo Hongfei suddenly turning around.
Guo Hongfei, Zhang Weishan, and the dozen or so young people they brought with them all faced this person, and then bowed at ninety degrees.
"Brother Boxing!"
Nearly twenty people all bowed and said hello, which made this middle-aged man look extremely tall.
In this way, everyone confirmed the identity of this middle-aged man.
The successor of the orthodox martial arts sect in Jiangnan City, Zhao Tiequan.
The name Iron Fist is just a nickname given to him by others. As for his real name, no one knows it.
With his pair of iron fists, he has gained a lot of fame, and he even won the first prize in the last Jiangnan City Boxing Championship Golden Belt Boxing Tournament.
He fought ten games in a row and won all ten games, and no opponent could withstand the power of his three punches.
Such a person has gone far beyond the scope of ordinary people, and everyone mentions him with awe.
Even during this one, there were many people who had visited that boxing match and had seen with their own eyes the power of Zhao Iron Fist.
Now that Zhao Tiequan comes here in person and sees that his apprentice's right foot has been amputated, he is afraid that this matter will not go well.
"No wonder Artai is so powerful, it turns out his master is Zhao Tiejuan!"
"If Lu Feng knew that Artai was Zhao Tiequan's disciple, he would definitely not dare to do this to Artai, right?"
"It's too late to say anything now. Lu Feng has stirred up a hornet's nest this time!"
Everyone was talking a lot, but Ji Xueyu's heart suddenly rose to his throat, pounding wildly and feeling extremely nervous.
Even she, a business elite, has heard the name of Zhao Tiequan many times.
Some people even say that Zhao Tiequan is the number one master in Jiangnan City, a true martial arts master.
No matter how strong Lu Feng is, can he be stronger than a martial arts master, or the martial arts master who is said to be the strongest in Jiangnan City?
"Manager Ji, your husband..." The female companion who was traveling with her was also a little nervous at this time.
Ji Xueyu was silent for a few seconds, then shook his white palms and said with firm eyes: "I believe him!"
Even though Ji Xueyu was also unsure, she would verbally support Lu Feng.
Even when everyone doesn't believe in Lu Feng, Ji Xueyu, as Lu Feng's woman, must believe in him!
Facing the worship of Guo Hongfei, Zhao Tiequan said nothing and walked slowly forward on the soles of his feet wearing flat cloth shoes, walking straight towards Lu Feng.
When he was three meters away from Lu Feng, Zhao Tiequan slowly stopped and looked at Lu Feng's back calmly.
"Lu Feng, are you looking for death? How dare you not turn around when Brother Quan comes?" Guo Hongfei cursed angrily.
Until then, Lu Feng turned around calmly, looked at Zhao Tiequan with an indifferent expression, and looked Zhao Tiequan up and down.
At this time, Zhao Tiequan had no aura at all, and he really looked like an ordinary person.
But Lu Feng's pupils shrank slightly. People like Zhao Tiequan are the ones who are truly restrained and are the real masters of martial arts!
His strength is really strong.
"Who gave you the courage to hurt my disciple?" Zhao Tiequan bowed slightly and repeated the sentence again.
"To be able to teach such a disciple, you are not very good as a master." Lu Feng replied calmly with a hint of joking at the corner of his mouth.
Many people were shocked. At this time, Lu Feng still dared to speak so brazenly?
He should talk to Zhao Tiequan now and apologize later. Maybe there is still room for easing things!
However, Lu Feng didn't say anything and scolded Master and Disciple Zhao Tiequan. Didn't he think the matter was not big enough?
At this moment, many people sighed and shook their heads, worried about Lu Feng.
Zhao Tiequan's face was expressionless, his mood was calm, and he was not angry at all because of Lu Feng's words.
"My master is the strongest man in Jiangnan City. How dare you say that my master is not good enough?" Atai, who was lying on the ground, roared angrily.
"With no strength and no martial ethics, it's nothing more than that." Lu Feng replied calmly.
"I, Zhao Iron Fist, have been in Jiangnan City for more than five years, suppressing all the so-called authentic successors of martial arts, and I am respected as the strongest person in Jiangnan."
"I feel ashamed of this title, but it is definitely not something that anyone can provoke."
"You are the first one who dares to say such a thing in front of me." Zhao Tiequan said calmly, his calm tone containing endless momentum.
Everyone was shocked. Everyone knew that everything Zhao Tiequan said was true and there was absolutely no exaggeration.
However, Lu Feng shook his head slightly, not at all nervous.