Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God-Chapter 1281: Shameless

Tang Yu sneered coldly, "Courting death."

Seeing that Li Feng was oblivious to the danger, Tang Yu didn't mind giving him a lesson, and it was also a good opportunity to show the beauty watching below just how formidable he, Tang Yu, was.

With that thought, Tang Yu lightly pushed off with his toe and lunged straight towards Li Feng without any flourish, immediately executing a grapple.

"Hiss, as expected of Yu Shuai. His strike is so sharp."

"Hmph, of course. Yu Shuai isn't performing a flashy show; he's using genuine martial arts. You know what martial arts are for? They're meant for killing."

"Then that kid across is doomed."

"Heh, Yu Shuai should leave him with a breath."

But before the person finished speaking, a loud slap was heard.

Tang Yu extended a grappling hand which was swatted away by Li Feng as if it were a fly, the crisp slapping sound echoing around.

Before the onlookers could react, Li Feng, who interrupted Tang Yu's grapple, took half a step forward, crashing into Tang Yu like a heavy truck with a Mountain Lean.

Tang Yu grunted as his body staggered backward, retreating several steps before he could steady himself.

"What is this?"

"Did you see how that kid struck?"

"No, I didn't notice."

The people present looked at each other; they had expected Yu Shuai's grapple to subdue the opponent and then follow up with a complete thrashing.

Who would have thought this would be the outcome?

Tang Yu stabilized himself, feeling a burning pain on the back of his hand, and looked at Li Feng with furrowed brows.

"Didn't think you were a practitioner too."

"What, scared?"

Li Feng looked at Tang Yu mockingly. Tang Yu was a bit angry. Was he scared? He, Tang Yu, had led attacks in the Northern Federation, coming and going as he pleased. Did they really think the title Yu Shuai was just given for nothing?

"Heh."

Tang Yu sneered coldly, getting serious. Since Li Feng wanted to die, he would oblige. With his current status, even if he killed someone, he could handle it.

The next second, Tang Yu charged in again at a speed faster than lightning. It didn't matter if Li Feng had practiced; Tang Yu's strike aimed directly at his vital points.

Li Feng chuckled lightly.

In the Guard, Li Feng was very familiar with martial arts. From the first move, he could predict the opponent's attack position.

Just before Tang Yu's attack hit the vitals, Li Feng dodged sideways, narrowly avoiding the strike at the last moment.

Did he dodge?

Tang Yu felt a hint of confusion. Was it a coincidence? But he had no time to think. As one move missed, he took another step forward to attack again.

However, once may be a coincidence, but what about twice?

Or three times?

"Hiss."

By now, even those below the stage saw the difference in skill between the two. They had assumed Yu Shuai's skills were enough to easily subdue the opponent, easily handling one against ten.

Yet, despite his total strength, Yu Shuai couldn't even touch the opponent.

This.

Tang Yu realized he had hit a tough opponent. But to admit defeat, especially publicly? How could he back down?

In this area, what was his status?

"Kid, you're doing this on purpose?"

Tang Yu advanced again, his voice low as he threw a punch.

"If today you embarrass me, I can assure you the consequences will be serious."

Li Feng, listening to Tang Yu's slightly threatening tone, suddenly sidestepped, answering with a punch.

"I haven't retaliated, which is already a courtesy to you."

"But you seem to not want face, getting arrogant."

Li Feng whispered into Tang Yu's ear.

He then switched to counterattack mode. Tang Yu showing off martial arts in front of him, the Mercenary World's Dragon King, was as absurd as brandishing a sword in front of Guan Gong.

"How dare you…!"

Tang Yu raised his eyes, glaring fiercely.

Li Feng responded with a contemptuous laugh, swinging a slap across Tang Yu's face, causing those below to gasp in shock.

They say not to hit the face; this kid was ruthless, aiming straight for it.

Tang Yu wasn't an ordinary person; he was Yu Shuai, and the Tang Family was a top family with deep roots, substantial backing, and influence. Those familiar with Tang Yu knew he was not a gentleman despite appearances.

This kid is bold.

Even if he was skilled, that didn't justify his attitude.

Tang Yu's face burned from the slap, a clear loss of face. Tang Yu, when had he ever been hit in the face?

"Kid, you're dead."

Tang Yu issued a deadly threat, his eyes indicating he meant business, not joking.

"Oh."

Li Feng gave a nonchalant "Oh," responding to Tang Yu's threat with another slap.

This second slap was even harder than the last, knocking Tang Yu down, swelling half of his face like a pig's head. Worse, his head buzzed—he couldn't escape a concussion.

"Gulp."

Many swallowed nervously.

Li Feng glanced disdainfully at the nearly unconscious Tang Yu, then stepped down from the stage.

"Sister, shall we go eat?"

Gao Yuanyuan glanced at Tang Yu, lightly chiding, "A little lesson would have sufficed. Hitting that hard doesn't scare you of causing trouble?"

"I'll wait for him."

Li Feng replied.

Gao Yuanyuan found herself not understanding Bai Yutang any more. Before, she didn't know him well, but felt he seemed like a completely different person.

This change wasn't bad, though, as the Ancient Martial World respects strength; constant tolerance only showed weakness.

After speaking, Li Feng turned to Lin Wan'er, "Young lady, use any moves you have. I'll take them all as Bai Yutang."

The incident with Tang Yu could have been avoided if not for Lin Wan'er's intention; there wouldn't have been any disruptions.

Li Feng couldn't comprehend why Lin Wan'er thought Tang Yu could make him lose face.

After finishing his words, Li Feng walked away, not engaging with Lin Wan'er.

"Young lady, I urge you to show restraint, Bai Yutang is my junior brother after all."

Gao Yuanyuan made her stance clear to Lin Wan'er; despite Lin Wan'er being the Family Head's daughter, that didn't mean she could do as she pleased.

Lin Wan'er curled her lips, watching as the two left.

"Warning me? Sister Gao, you're getting bold yourself."

Lin Wan'er's eyes flickered as she turned and left the gym; Tang Yu, lying there, was merely a tool, and having served his purpose, wasn't worth her attention.

For lunch, they went to a different restaurant, then after eating,

Gao Yuanyuan and Li Feng took the elevator. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"I'm getting off on this floor; my room number is 1309. If you need anything, come find me."

Gao Yuanyuan said.

"Alright, sister."

Li Feng watched Gao Yuanyuan step off the elevator and continued upwards. The elevator stopped on the fifteenth floor. Li Feng stepped out, walked to a room, and took out his card to open it.

But when Li Feng entered, he found someone in the living room.

Oh.

Li Feng was surprised to see the person on the couch.

"Master."