Sparring

Challenge me?

Hearing his name.

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

He re-examined Liu Hong, who was short, plain-looking, and left no impression.

Clearly, he didn't know him.

"I'm only here at the escort agency for the first time, and someone wants to challenge me? What a coincidence?"

Although Liu Hong spouted a lot of reasons, seemingly to right a wrong.

Chen Feng remained cautious.

"Could it be someone sent by the Lin Family or the Li Family? His surname is Liu... It's hard to say, better to be careful."

A hint of contemplation flickered in Chen Feng's deep eyes.

"I wonder what this person's level is..."

Without physical contact.

Chen Feng couldn't sense Liu Hong's Qi Blood, nor could he gauge the opponent's specific strength.

Therefore, he couldn't estimate it.

"It can't be that he's just a hothead who offended so many escorts, and in the end, he just wants to challenge me, right?"

Meanwhile, Escort Leader Yu, standing nearby, couldn't quite believe his ears.

Challenge whom?

Chen Feng?

A Personal Disciple of a Great Martial Master?

He raised his eyes to look at Chen Feng.

Then he looked at the confident Liu Hong.

After confirming he wasn't hallucinating.

Escort Leader Yu suddenly remembered that he hadn't introduced Chen Feng to everyone yet.

He glanced discreetly at Chen Feng, as if asking with his eyes: Fight or not?

Chen Feng nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Escort Leader Yu decisively agreed:

"Of course, it's the right principle for the capable to take charge. I, Yu Hengchuan, am not an unreasonable person."

Liu Hong's expression brightened.

He looked at Chen Feng, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

"I will definitely defeat you, you who got in through connections!"

"I have waited for too, too long..."

Liu Hong was incredibly excited; he had finally found an opportunity to prove himself!

He had been a Martial Artist for some time, and his realm had completely stabilized.

He had absolute confidence in his strength.

Furthermore, during his apprenticeship, he had accompanied an escort leader out of the city and had seen bloodshed.

As for the "connected" person before him.

He was young, with a naive face, clearly inexperienced, and likely had never even seen a dead person.

In this light.

The advantage is mine!

Moreover, Liu Hong had gathered information and learned that the employer for this Escort Mission was a very influential figure.

This batch of goods belonged to the Cheng Family.

There would also be important figures accompanying them on the journey.

If he could perform outstandingly and catch the eye of one of the Cheng Family's important figures.

Wouldn't that be a direct path to success?

Who would want to be an escort then, with their head on the line every day!

Liu Hong stared intently at Chen Feng.

A sentence inexplicably surfaced in his mind:

"I will win."

Martial Arts Training Ground of the Escort Agency.

The escorts called over a few laborers. In just a short while, they cleared a small area and set up a simple stage.

Wooden chairs were also placed below the stage for the escort leaders.

Fortunately, the escort agency's grounds were large enough.

This allowed the two to spar without affecting the ongoing recruitment assessment on the other side.

A group of escorts surrounded the stage.

Such a spectacle attracted quite a few people.

"Brother, what's happening here?"

"Look, I heard there's an Escort Mission, and there's a dispute over personnel changes. They're going to spar to decide who goes and who stays."

"Oh? That formal."

"Of course. Look over there, many escort leaders are watching. I bet there's more to it."

Summer season, the weather grew hotter.

It wasn't even noon yet.

The scorching sun overhead had already begun to show its might.

Relentlessly baking the earth.

On the stage, Liu Hong cupped his hands towards the surrounding escorts and said:

"Everyone, please be a witness! I, Liu Hong, hereby formally challenge this..."

Liu Hong paused his speech, only then remembering he didn't know the other party's name. He then raised his chin, gesturing for Chen Feng to quickly state his name.

Chen Feng stood calmly opposite him.

He said plainly:

"I am Chen Feng."

"I, Liu Hong, hereby formally challenge Chen Feng. The winner will have the qualification to undertake the Escort Mission, and the loser will honestly scram back."

Liu Hong's words were filled with certainty.

As if he had already won the match.

In contrast, some escort leaders below the stage, upon hearing the name "Chen Feng," had surprise flash in their eyes and immediately turned to look at Yu Hengchuan.

He wanted to be sure.

Escort Leader Yu nodded discreetly.

Zhang Biao Tou grinned, his heart settling.

At the same time, he chuckled and cursed softly at Escort Leader Yu: "Old Yu, you're truly f***ing devious."

The response was the thought-provoking curve of Escort Leader Yu's lips.

Escort Leader Yu suppressed his smile.

He stood up solemnly and said:

"The rules are simple, we'll compete in practical combat. Weapons can be used, but only those provided by the escort agency."

After he spoke, several servants carried over a weapon rack.

They were called weapons, but they were all made of wood.

Liu Hong picked up a pine wood stick.

Seeing Chen Feng casually pick up a pair of pine wood gloves and put them on, he felt disdain.

He secretly mocked in his heart:

"You don't even know how to pick a weapon. I'll take a long stick, and you won't even be able to get close to me. How can you fight me then?"

Escort Leader Yu continued to explain the rules:

"You can injure someone, but you cannot have murderous intent. Surrender, lying on the ground for more than five breaths, or falling completely out of the ring counts as a loss."

This was just a normal duel, not a fight to the death, so naturally, taking a life was not allowed.

However, with several escort leaders observing from the side, there was no need to worry too much.

At this moment, a young man approached from the crowd.

He seemed to hold a very high status, as all the escorts unconsciously made way for him.

"Huaiyuan, you're back?"

Zhang Biao Tou stood up to offer his best seat from below the stage to the young man.

"Yes, I just returned. Then I saw so many people here, so I came to join the fun. Uncle Zhang, is there a duel going on?"

"That's right, you watch too. With you here, it will seem even more fair."

"Uncle Zhang is joking..."

The youth walked over and simply stood beside Zhang Biao Tou.

He did not sit down.

Liu Hong, who was on the stage, glanced at the youth. Upon seeing who it was, he became extremely excited—his moment to shine had arrived!

Seeing everyone's attitude.

The youth's identity was obvious.

Yang Zong Biao Tou's son, Yang Huaiyuan.

Excitement flickered in Liu Hong's eyes.

He, Liu Hong, would become famous today by defeating his opponent in battle!

Following Escort Leader Yu's command.

The match officially began.

As if wanting to attract everyone's attention.

Liu Hong roared:

"Haa!"

Before his voice even fell, Liu Hong stomped his foot, his blood energy surged, and the aura of the Blood Refining Realm was revealed. He immediately unleashed his full strength.

He intended to defeat Chen Feng with lightning speed!

Liu Hong stepped forward, like an arrow released from a bow, charging towards Chen Feng.

In his eyes, Chen Feng was completely unguarded at this moment, as if frozen in place. Liu Hong roared in his heart:

"You bully who relies on his connections, your whole body is full of openings now!"

The speed of a Martial Artist was incredibly fast. In just a few breaths, Liu Hong had crossed half the arena.

He raised the long staff in his hand.

And swung it down at Chen Feng!

"Die!"

The wooden staff, carrying a sharp whistling sound, made the air crackle.

The next moment, Liu Hong felt a force transmitted through his tiger's mouth.

He was overjoyed:

"He's hit!"

However...

Snap!

With a crisp sound.

The wooden stick broke into two pieces.

One section flew out, spinning several times in the air before falling off the stage.

As for Chen Feng, he was completely unharmed.

"...?"