I Am King

Chapter 282 Iron Palm Skill

[Fuck, you want to spit when you can’t win, are you planning to abandon martial ethics? ]

Seeing Luo Tianhong's appearance, Qin Feng cursed in his heart. In order to prevent the blood spit out by Luo Tianhong from spraying on his body, Qin Feng kicked out with lightning speed. Luo Tianhong, who was originally falling backwards, was kicked in the stomach, and his legs flew backwards off the ground.

After Luo Tianhong landed, he didn't even have the strength to struggle. He just lay down on the edge of the boxing ring, eyes open, motionless, staring at Qin Feng's hand holding the sword.

“…Hard…Hard Qigong.”

"Why? You want to learn?"

Qin Feng threw the sword away and waved his hand behind him. Feng Yuxiu immediately understood and threw Qin Feng's suit to him. He caught the suit, shook it, and put it on while saying, "If you want to learn, I can teach you. Be my younger brother for ten years and I will teach you. When you learn it, no one can beat you, let alone the sword in your hand."

"It's just a duel. Did you hit too hard?"

Just when Qin Feng was trying to trick Luo Tianhong into working as his henchman, a deep and rich male voice sounded from behind him. Qin Feng turned around and saw it was Lian Haolong. Lian Haolong had just jumped onto the boxing ring at this moment and happened to hear what Qin Feng said. The anger that had been suppressed in his heart suddenly surged up, and he thought about just beating this guy to death.

"Haha..., when Boss Lian fights, he has no eyes for punches and kicks. Sometimes he can't stop himself and will inevitably hurt someone by mistake. Boss Lian, you are a leader, you shouldn't bother with a red stick from our Dongxing, right?"

Another voice sounded above everyone's head. Looking in the direction where the voice came from, Qin Feng and Lian Haolong saw at the same time that Camel was standing on the stands of the private room on the second floor with a glass of wine in his hand. Several leaders of Dongxing were standing in a row next to Camel.

"Long live madness, this is the bet we agreed on before. I hope you won't come to the South District again. You are not welcome here."

As he spoke, Lian Haolong waved his hand and asked his men to bring up a black suitcase. He opened it and showed it to Qin Feng, then threw it directly to him.

"Okay, Xiao Luo, when you recover from your injury, you can come to Tsim Sha Tsui to challenge me again. When you go to my place, I won't charge you the challenge fee."

Taking the box thrown by Lian Haolong, Qin Feng threw it to Feng Yuxiu under the ring, and jumped off the ring under Lian Haolong's deadly gaze. Let him see it however he wants. If he added the bet that Fusheng had placed before, he would directly become a billionaire with over 100 million in cash. He should be more tolerant and generous. Qin Feng remembered that Lian Haolong's younger brother Lian Haodong seemed to like gambling very much. He had not used the advanced gambling skills he had drawn yet, so he could go and ask him to try his hand at gambling later!

After getting off the boxing ring, Qin Feng returned to the private room on the second floor. As soon as he came in, he heard the loud laughter of several people in the room.

"...A Feng, I was right about you! Luo Tianhong's Eight-sided Han Sword is well-known in the martial arts world, but I didn't expect it to not even last a single blow in your hands."

Smiling Tiger said with a big laugh.

"He's just bragging, it's nothing. Wei Ge, you're so powerful, he might not be able to block even half of your moves."

"…The move you just made to grab Luo Tianhong's sword, was it hard Qigong?"

Unlike Smiling Tiger, Situ Haonan actually knows real kung fu, so his focus is not on how much money he can win if Qin Feng wins the duel. Although he also bet two million on Qin Feng to win, he still made more than one million with the odds of 0.8, but he is more curious about how Qin Feng grabbed the sword with his bare hands. When he came in, Situ Haonan had been observing his hands, and not to mention being injured, not even the skin was broken.

"You said this!"

Qin Feng raised his hand and waved it in front of everyone.

"This is our Qin family's inherited palm technique, (Iron Palm Technique). It's not as powerful as hard Qigong. Iron Palm Technique can only train the palm to be invulnerable to swords and knives."

For the people in the private room, their relationship is okay now and they can sit together and drink, but who knows if they will become enemies in the future, so Qin Feng temporarily made up an iron palm skill to fool them.

"Swords and knives cannot hurt me, how amazing!"

The crow looked at Qin Feng's shaking hands and sighed, his eyes full of envy.

"Yes! Even though it's just my palm, next time when you go out to negotiate with someone, just chop your palm right in front of the other person. You can scare the other person to death without even starting a fight."

Smiling Tiger also followed suit, and after he finished speaking, excitement flashed in the eyes of Crow and Situ Haonan. Crow and Smiling Tiger had similar ideas. If he also knew this trick, then when he was arguing with others, he could just cut his hand with a knife and then let the other party chop him. No matter if the other party dared to chop him or not, they would be weaker than him. At that time, what he said would come true. Situ Haonan was simply curious about this kung fu. If he could master this kung fu, then his fists would be heavier and harder, and his strength would be at least 50% stronger.