At this time, Teng Fang's condition was very similar to the "violent disintegration" that Zuo Feng had seen, but in comparison, Teng Fang's body is now less deformed, and he still has a clear consciousness when he looks at his eyes.

Teng Fang looked at his deformed body, raised his hand slightly and swung his two punches in the air.

“Huhu”

Two dull sonic booms came out, and Fuji Fang was obviously very satisfied with it. Then he looked at Zuo Feng with a grim smile and said coldly.

"You have been trying to suppress me all these years. Even when you become a waste, you will never bow your head in front of me. I am the real genius, and I am the final winner. From today on, there is no Zuo Feng in Zuojia Village, only I, Tengfang!"

Teng Fang's voice became sluggish and unpleasant. After hearing this, Zuo Feng's face flashed slightly with helplessness. He was very young and relied on his extraordinary cultivation talent, he often liked to challenge opponents in the village who were older than him. He had never cared about other people's feelings at that time, that was when he accidentally sowed the seeds of hatred in Teng Fang's heart.

Some people may adjust their mentality and practice harder when facing failure, but Tengfang is obviously not a type of person. His selfish personality and distorted self-esteem have made him look like he is now crazy.

At this time, Zuo Feng was even asking himself, 'If he hadn't experienced that year's waste period, and had tasted ruthlessly defeated by many of his smaller opponents, and was ridiculed by his cold eyes, would he become the sad appearance of Teng Fang now?' Zuo Feng would never get the answer to this question, but a hint of pity arose in his heart. He sighed slowly, and Zuo Feng still expelled these distracting thoughts from his mind, because he knew that Teng Fang would launch a crazy attack next. No matter how he obtained his cultivation at this moment, he did have the strength of the third level of the bone refining stage.

"I'm ready, I'll take you on my way."

Fujifang sneered and then took a big step towards Zuofeng. The first step was still normal pace, but after taking the second step, Fujifang's figure began to become blurred.

Zuo Feng's eyes narrowed, but then he raised his right fist and waved it to the empty space beside him.

"Bang"

A dull voice sounded, and Teng Fang and Zuo Feng took a step back at the same time, and both of them showed shock at this time. Zuo Feng did not expect Teng Fang's speed to increase so much, and Teng Fang did not expect that Zuo Feng could block his full-strength attack under the third level of the bone refining stage.

Teng Fang was just a little stunned and immediately bullied himself in front of him to launch a snatch. Zuo Feng could only barely keep up with Teng Fang's current speed, but he couldn't do it if he wanted to find an opportunity to fight back.

Fortunately, Teng Fang had already thrown away his long sword before rushing over. Zuo Feng guessed that 'this should be the only dignity he had left. He wanted to defeat himself in the situation of a martial arts competition and then kill himself.' That is, Teng Fang's little self-esteem caused Zuo Feng to be in danger now, but he did not show any signs of defeat. But this does not mean that Zuo Feng and Teng Fang were tied. Although both of them were in contact, Teng Fang would take advantage of him every time he attacked Zuo Feng's left side.

This is also helpless. After all, there was a "bracelet" of 700 to 800 kilograms hanging on the left hand at this time. Although the front chest and shoulder on the left were attacked many times, fortunately, Zuo Feng's body was extremely strong, and Fuji Fang could not cause too much damage to himself for the time being.

Although Zuo Feng gradually fell at a disadvantage in the fight between him, he did not show any panic at all, but just gritted his teeth and struggled to support him. Because he knew that no matter what secret method or medicine he used to force his cultivation, it would not last forever, and there would definitely be no situation after a period of time.

Moreover, looking at Fuji Fang's crazy appearance now, he didn't care about the consumption of physical strength and spiritual power, and tried to defeat Zuo Feng in the most direct way.

This close-fitting melee combat consumes a lot, and the attacks between the two are all about the flesh. Teng Fang's body is not much stronger than Zuo Feng because of the effect of the medicine.

Zuo Feng endured the pain and fatigue of the left body, but in contrast, Teng Fang on the opposite side, although he was also hurt, he seemed to have no feelings. But Teng Fang didn't know that this kind of lack of pain and fatigue was nothing in a short time, but the disadvantages began to slowly reveal themselves over time.

Teng Fang's attack became more and more fierce as if he was crazy, but his body became redder and blood mist gradually evaporated from his body.

Zuo Feng saw this scene accidentally. He was slightly stunned at first, but then glanced at Teng Fang in a complicated way. ‘This drug is really terrible. After the spiritual power is exhausted to a certain extent, it actually began to burn his own essence and blood. Seeing Teng Fang still continued to attack wildly without knowing it, it obviously did not know the situation of his body at this moment.’ Although Teng Fang is still easy to control his body, all pain and touch are almost lost, and he still has a trace of consciousness. But not long after, Teng Fang also discovered an abnormality in his body, because he swung his fist and kicked his legs gradually slowed down.

Seeing this scene, Teng Fang was slightly stunned at first, then looked at Zuo Feng with fear and said, "What did you do to me?"

When Zuo Feng saw Tengfang stop, he also took two steps back and pulled a distance from the other party. At the same time, he looked at Tengfang coldly without saying a word. Tengfang's face showed a gloomy look, but then he seemed to remember something and said in a daze: "It's impossible, Master will not treat me like this. He also wants to pass on his martial arts to me, and he also wants to pass on the position of command to me."

"Can you bastard use your brain? The commander's position is assigned by the county magistrate. What qualifications does he have to pass the commander's position to you? You are also called this beast master. If he wants to cultivate you, he will give you the ghost pill. He must really pay attention to you and will let you do such a dangerous test of the spiral tower."

Zuo Feng finally couldn't suppress his anger and shouted at Teng Fang. Zuo Feng's words were like a sharp knife that penetrated Teng Fang's heart. Teng Fang shook slightly, and his legs softened and fell to the ground. He murmured in a low voice: "You lied to me, you lied to me, Master wouldn't treat me like this."

Zuo Feng looked at Teng Fang coldly, then sighed and turned around and walked towards the body of the man in the short-dressed shirt. At this time, Teng Fang's body had shrunk back at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was much thinner than before he took the pills.

Zuo Feng ignored him at all, but threw the headless body of the man in the short shirt into the passage where he came in. Then a stone door in the hall slowly opened. Zuo Feng glanced at Teng Fang, who was kneeling on the ground, and then walked into the stone door. After Zuo Feng entered the passage, the stone door automatically closed.

At this time, in the empty hall, Teng Fang was stunned, crying loudly and laughing again and again, and was still talking, but he couldn't hear what he said. His current cultivation level had actually dropped to the level seven of the Body Strong Level. This was his original strength, and Zhang Yu did not have the strength to deal with him.

Zuo Feng walked slowly in the passage. He no longer wanted to think of Teng Fang, but when he thought of his master Teng Xiaoyun and his wife Zhuang Yu, he felt as uncomfortable as if he was pressing a big rock. It was not until a staircase appeared in front that Zuo Feng shook his head slightly and threw these annoying thoughts out of his mind.

The stairs lead to the third floor of the stone tower. After everyone goes through the competition, the winner will encounter a stair to the third floor. There are twelve stairs, all on the edge of the stone tower. However, the stone tower is completely closed, so you can't see these stairs outside the stone tower, and naturally you can't see who wins and goes to the third floor.

While climbing the steps up, Zuo Feng took out a pack of medicine powder from the crystal. Then he took out a small bottle of water and poured the pack of medicine into it. The water was soon dyed light green by the medicine powder. Zuo Feng then applied this small bottle of light green medicine liquid to his body.

Zuo Feng's body is extremely strong and tough, so although this medicine powder is extremely low, it is enough to recover from his left body as soon as possible. After doing this, Zuo Feng took out two medicine bags from the na crystal, and then poured them into his mouth without hesitation. Then a trace of spiritual power was generated in the na sea, and his physical strength began to slowly recover.

The battle just now suffered a huge loss to Zuo Feng, partly because the fungus became extremely fierce under the action of the medicine, and secondly, the prison lock in his hand brought him a considerable burden. Thinking of this, Zuo Feng couldn't help but look down at the prison lock on his left wrist, and couldn't help but curse Ning Xiao's "pervert".

Then he quietly took out a piece of clothes from Na Jing and replaced the clothes that were already soaked in blood. Because he was stained with too much flesh and blood, Zuo Feng simply threw away the clothes he took off.

Soon Zuo Feng went up to the third floor of the stone tower. Just like before, there was a metal box embedded on the ground. Zuo Feng opened the iron box without hesitation, and a thin booklet was quietly lying in the box. He reached out to get the booklet, and just glanced at it and couldn't help but stare there in a daze.

A line of small words on the booklet clearly reads "The lower-grade eighth-level martial arts, Lian Rou pushes his hands." Zuo Feng took a deep breath and calmed down his mood a little. This martial arts is not ordinary, but is so bad that it is amazing.

With Zuo Feng's eyes, he would not care too much about the mid-grade high-level martial arts in front of him. But what he got through the second-level trial in front of him was actually a low-grade martial arts. How could he not make Zuo Feng feel depressed?

He threw the booklet in his hand into the iron box and whispered to himself: "Is it because my good luck has been used up when I pass the first floor? Even if the rewards on the second floor are given randomly, they cannot be as bad as the first floor."

Zuo Feng complained, turned around and prepared to leave, but just as he turned around and was about to leave, his eyes finally swept across the booklet.

At this time, the booklet was thrown hard by Zuo Feng, and it was in a state of being opened. Zuo Feng saw some of the contents at the last glance, which was completely attracted Zuo Feng's gaze and could no longer move it apart.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!