"..." The two of them were completely shocked by this sudden 'shrinking the ground to an inch' scene and didn't react at all.
"Please hold your hand!"
At this moment, a loud voice echoed from the distant park,
"If you want to fight, then fight me! I just want to stretch my bones before eating!"
"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng slightly turned his body to look at the spot eighty meters away.
With his extraordinary vision, Zhang Feng clearly saw, under a street lamp, a young man who seemed to be watching the river scenery but suddenly started to sprint from the riverside.
'Dare to bully my fellow disciples!'
The young man was very loyal to his martial sect and, in his urgency, increased his speed, almost crossing three meters in one stride, as if leaping with each step!
He hadn't seen Zhang Feng's earlier five-meter stride but just happened to turn around and see Zhang Feng, this tall man blocking his two fellow disciples with a clasped fist gesture.
Meanwhile.
