Zuo Feng opened the iron box in front of him, and a strong fragrance of medicine came to his face. He looked carefully and found that there was only the same medicinal material inside, and about forty herbs were neatly placed together. When Zuo Feng saw this medicinal material, he couldn't help but feel excited.

The iron box is placed with a kind of elixir called "Yuncao", which is more than five years old. This "Yuncao" is the main medicine for refining "Body Bamboo Salmon". He had searched in Yancheng for a long time before and bought seven trees. This time, with so many "Yuncao", it is more than enough to refine Zuo Hou and his body strengthening period.

He reached out and grabbed a hand in the iron box and put it in his arms. Of course, these medicinal materials immediately entered Zuo Feng's arms and then put them into the crystal. He quickly put away all the "cloud grass", and then Zuo Feng walked into the passage.

As Zuo Feng approached the end of the passage, a stone door slowly opened. A young man with long hair draped over his shoulders was lying comfortably in the middle of the hall. The young man looked at Zuo Feng who had just walked into the hall with a smile, then took the wine pot and tilted his head and took a sip.

The two of their eyes instantly met. The long-haired young man swallowed all the wine in his mouth with a "gulp" and raised his hand to wipe the wine stains at the corner of his mouth. Then he opened his mouth slowly, his voice was low and full of magnetic charm.

"You are the boy hired by the Lord of Yancheng City. By the way, it seems that he is called Zuo Feng."

Zuo Feng saw that the young man shouted out his name as soon as he opened his mouth, and obviously he had some understanding of his situation. Although Zuo Feng was a little surprised, since the other party did not plan to take action immediately, he also wanted to hear what this person wanted to say.

Seeing Zuo Feng's expression unchanged, the young man with a long hair smiled and nodded, and continued: "This trial is extremely important to you, Lord Yancheng City, and Lin Lang, the governor of Dongjun County, so your contestants in Yancheng are very valuable."

Zuo Feng was also suddenly aware of this. It seemed that the county magistrate of Dongjun was indeed making some small moves in secret. Teng Fang and the man in short shirt could have some understanding of the tower mechanism, and most of the county magistrate revealed it to Zhang Yu.

Thinking of this, Zuo Feng felt very uncomfortable, but it was not the time to think carefully. He looked at the long-haired man with cold eyes and said slowly: "It seems that you are also very interested in the generous rewards of the county magistrate?"

The young and long-haired young man smiled and shook his head, raised the wine pot in his hand and drank it again, and then slowly said: "Those rewards are really heart-warming, but I am very interested in you. On the first level, you can defeat that girl. I think your strength will definitely satisfy me."

Zuo Feng knew that the girl he was talking about was the yellow-haired woman he had met with whom he used a scimitar. It was also obvious that this young man with long hair was also the kind of extremely warlike person. Such people were generally the kind of cultivator and fighting maniac, and the one who made Zuo Feng feel the most headache. They could have no reason, just want to challenge the strong to hone themselves.

Ding Hao, who is known as "Jiuquan" or "Jiuhao", is also a well-known existence in Dongjun. His love or obsession with fighting is almost pathological. This is a true martial arts fanatic that Zuo Feng encountered. Of course, in this world where force is respected, there are definitely many such people.

"My name is Ding Hao, and I can call me Jiuhao. I love two things the most in my life, both wine and opponents. A good opponent is the best dish for me. If you can make me play happily, I can let you leave this spiral tower alive."

The long-haired man was still lying on the ground, with one arm supporting his body, and the other hand shaking the wine pot in his hand, and said leisurely. The tone of his speech seemed to be as if he had been calm at Zuo Feng.

Zuo Feng saw that this was a kind of strong self-confidence, not the nonsense of a arrogant person like Teng Fang. However, the other party was only a few years older than him, and he even said that he had "whole life", giving Zuo Feng a feeling of pretending to be mature.

With a gentle smile, Zuo Feng also said, "My strength is also careless. If you can make you feel refreshed, you will have to try it out."

The young man named Ding Hao, who was long-haired, narrowed his eyes and stared at Zuo Feng again for a while. Then he stuffed the wine pot in his hand without any haste, hung it around his waist, then raised his arms and stretched his waist.

Then he sat up lazily, untied a thin rope from his wrist, and tied up his long hair. Then he stood up and walked towards the left wind with a little staggering pace, as if he was drunk and unwavering.

When the two were about three meters apart, Zuo Feng felt a pungent smell of alcohol coming from the crowd and couldn't help but frown deeply. It seemed that this young man was not pretending, and the wine pot on his waist was actually full of strong wine.

Just when Zuo Feng was surprised, the young man named Ding Hao staggered forward and fell a few steps, as if his feet were unstable and about to fall. Zuo Feng would not foolishly think that the other party would be like this because he really drank too much. He became very alert and immediately took a fighting posture.

Just when Ding Hao's body was about to fall, his body suddenly rushed forward, as fast as lightning, and had already bullied Zuo Feng. This surprised Zuo Feng, who had already prepared, and the other party's fist was swung out like lightning.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Four muffled sounds in succession, Zuo Feng retreated three steps, and Ding Hao also took a step back and stood straight. The lazy feeling in his eyes was gone, and instead he looked excited and fanatic.

Just now, Ding Hao actually swung four punches. Both the speed, angle and strength of the punch were beyond Zuo Feng's expectations. Just now, Ding Hao rushed forward when he was about to fall. There was no warning before his fist was swung, and the fist strength increased a little with the momentum of rushing forward.

"I have a hunch that this battle will definitely be very interesting."

Ding Hao could no longer see the laziness he had before, but said with excitement. Zuo Feng did not have the other party's good mood. Ding Hao was really not a magnanimous person. At this age, he had the second level of the bone refining stage and was already considered an amazing talent. With the other party's strange moves, he was really not an opponent who could easily defeat.

Ding Hao licked his lips in a slight way, then burst into tears with a loud laugh and rushed forward again. A seemingly ordinary punch hit him in his chest, Zuo Feng immediately raised his arm to block it, and the other punch also hit back at the same time. But just when Ding Hao's fist was about to hit Zuo Feng's arm, he suddenly leaned back and kicked his legs from bottom to top.

While Zuo Feng was surprised, he immediately retracted his fist and opened his five fingers slightly to grab the opponent's knees. Seeing that the opponent's grasp was just right, Ding Hao couldn't help but flash a strange light in his eyes. He exerted force with his waist and abdomen, and then he turned back and rushed forward again, and punched him again when he was chest.

Zuo Feng waved his arms solemnly to block the enemy. After a muffled sound, the two separated again. In this blink of an eye, Ding Hao actually changed his moves twice in a row. Not only was his body extremely flexible, but his moves were also made up like a flowing cloud.

This time, Zuo Feng did not hesitate, but rushed forward almost at the same time as the opponent. If he did not find a way to attack, he would take the initiative to control the opponent's hands. Even if he reacted quickly, he would inevitably have the possibility of missing the move. Faced with such a sharp offensive, only attacking against attack is the best strategy.

The young man named Ding Hao smiled across his mouth, as if he was extremely excited about Zuo Feng's attack. The two met in an instant. Although Zuo Feng launched the attack this time, it made people feel that his moves were extremely simple, but the power contained in each move was extremely amazing.

The two exchanged more than ten moves between each other in just a few breaths. Under such a dense attack, Zuo Feng was also hit by the opponent with two punches, but Ding Hao was just punched by Zuo Feng.

But when the two separated again, the young man named Ding Hao had already looked a little serious. Because Zuo Feng's punch was too powerful. If his body was not extremely flexible, someone else might have fallen to the ground and failed at this time.

"Boy, it's not simple. I can't tell that you are so thin and you have such amazing power."

Although the two fought for a while, Zuo Feng couldn't help but like the opponent a little. Although the young man named Ding Hao took action ruthlessly, he did not use any means of using the lower three ladies at all, which made Zuo Feng feel the stimulating feeling of enjoying the battle.

"It seems that the next battle will be very interesting."

Zuo Feng replied with a chuckle, and it turned out to be what the long-haired young man said before. The two looked at each other for a moment and then laughed loudly. At some point, the two of them stopped laughing in a tacit understanding, and at the same time they thought about each other quickly rushed over.

Zuo Feng couldn't help but flash the "Lian Rou Push Hand" he had seen before, and his moves immediately changed. Ding Hao was originally solemn, but when Zuo Feng suddenly changed his moves, he immediately showed an excited expression.

Since the fight, the two have been tacitly engaging in the past, and have not used any martial arts. They have completely used close combat through moves. With such a quick move, even if they are determined to use martial arts, they have no time to activate spiritual energy.

At this time, Ding Hao just turned around and kicked out his leg. Zuo Feng seemed to dodge backwards, but his body seemed to have entered a specific trajectory while swinging. Then his body shook slightly and pushed his arms flat. Ding Hao seemed to want to try Zuo Feng's pushing force, so he gritted his teeth and raised his arms to meet Zuo Feng's palms.

"Bang"

After a dull body ramming, Zuo Feng took two steps back. Ding Hao's body flew backwards, and his body rubbed against the ground and kept rolling until it hit the wall of the hall seven or eight feet away. Then he stopped after a muffled groan.

Zuo Feng stared at Ding Hao who was lying on the ground, and he still couldn't recover.

(End of this chapter)
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