However, the elixirs and magical artifacts here are clearly of a higher grade, mostly of the third or fourth rank.
Ye Feng glanced at it briefly and shook his head, saying, "No, the elixirs, magical artifacts, and various materials here are of too low grade and are useless."
Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, the maid's face once again showed deep surprise.
"Then...would you like to go to the third floor? The elixirs and magical artifacts on the third floor are of a higher grade," the maid hurriedly said.
"Then let's go to the third floor." Night Breeze nodded.
Fang Bingling exclaimed excitedly, "Let's go to the third floor! I've never been to the third floor of Baiyuantang before!"
Several martial artists who were shopping on the second floor of Baiyuantang all looked over upon hearing this.
"That kid is actually going to the third floor?"
"Could he withstand three punches from Little Tyrant?"
"Let's go, let's go take a look!"
So the rogue cultivators all followed, their faces filled with curiosity.
Ye Feng and Fang Bingling followed the maid to the second-floor staircase of Baiyuantang.
Upon arrival, the maidservant respectfully said, "Young Master Li, someone wishes to go to the third floor."
As soon as the maid finished speaking, a young man who looked to be in his twenties, with bulging muscles and a robust physique, emerged from the private room next to the stairwell.
The young man asked, "Who wants to go to the third floor?"
"This is the gentleman," the maid said, pointing to Ye Feng.
The young man laughed and strode up to Ye Feng, saying, "Want to go to the third floor? Sure, but you have to withstand three of my punches! If you can withstand three of my punches without falling, then you're qualified to go to the third floor!"
Is the test on this floor to withstand three punches from this so-called Young Master Li?
The night breeze seemed to smile slightly.
This young master Li is only at the peak of the True Yuan Realm; it's far too easy for him to withstand three punches from him.
"Is it the same as the test downstairs, where we can't use magical artifacts or martial arts techniques and have to rely solely on our true energy to defend ourselves?" Ye Feng asked.
“We can’t use magical artifacts, but we can use martial arts techniques,” Li Shao said.
"Oh, I didn't expect the conditions to become more lenient. But it's okay, I don't need martial arts skills," Ye Feng said with a smile.
"What arrogance!"
Li Shao rolled up his sleeves, clenched his fists, and said, "Are you sure you don't want to use martial arts? You'll regret it!"
"Go ahead and hit me. Whether I regret it or not is my business. You don't need to worry about it," Ye Feng said calmly.
Seeing Ye Feng's overconfidence, Young Master Li seemed somewhat annoyed.
The onlookers all wore expressions of anticipation, as if they were watching a good show.
"Young Master Li is the eldest son of the Li family, and his strength has reached the peak of the True Essence Realm! Even a master of the Divine Travel Realm would not be able to withstand three punches from him without using martial arts techniques!"
"Yes, this kid is far too arrogant."
"How many punches do you think he can take? I think he'll be done for after two."
"Two punches? Hmph, I bet he can't even take one punch from Young Master Li!"
The onlookers started discussing it, and none of them were optimistic about Ye Feng.
"I'm about to make my move, so get ready," Young Master Li said.
"Come on then," Night Breeze said calmly.
No sooner had he finished speaking than Li Shao threw a punch at Ye Feng's chest.
It seemed that because Ye Feng hadn't used any martial arts techniques, Li Shao's punch also didn't use any martial arts techniques; he had only mobilized his internal energy.
Bang!
A dull thud rang out as Li Shao punched Ye Feng in the chest.
Night Breeze stood motionless, a faint smile on his face.
"You've got some skills!"
Li Shao withdrew his fist and said in a more serious tone, "That punch I just threw used 80% of my strength, and this next punch will use 100%!"
"How many trips to Chengdu?" Ye Feng laughed.
Li Shao took a deep breath and threw another punch at Ye Feng's chest.
Night Wind made no attempt to defend itself, taking Li Shao's punch with its own chest!
Boom!
The explosion rang out, but Ye Feng remained standing in place, while Li Shao staggered back several steps.
The onlookers around were all showing expressions of surprise, and the maid was also extremely shocked.
Fang Bingling, on the contrary, was not surprised at all.
After all, Fang Bingling knew Ye Feng's strength, so she was naturally not surprised by what she was seeing.
"You're very strong, I admit I underestimated you just now... However, for the third punch, I will use a martial art—our Li family's ancestral secret technique, the Tiger-Taming Demon Fist! I advise you not to be overconfident and to use a martial art to defend yourself!"
Li Shao spoke with a strong and clear voice, his eyes fixed intently on Ye Feng.
Ye Feng shook his head and said, "Go ahead and attack. I will decide whether to use martial arts techniques."
"Since you've put it that way, then I won't stand on ceremony!"
Li Shao let out a loud shout, and suddenly raised his fist, forming a layer of afterimage with pure true energy on his fist.
The next moment, Young Master Li threw a punch.
Li Shao's fist rubbed against the surrounding air, producing a booming sound and even creating a strong gust of wind!
The onlookers were all blown backward by the strong wind, and the maid hurriedly grabbed a display case next to her, otherwise she would not have been able to stand up!
As Li Shao's fist struck Ye Feng's chest, an even more violent storm was generated and spread outwards.
The crowd of onlookers was forced to retreat by the storm, and some even fell to the ground.
The maid could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground, where she was blown around by the strong wind.
Knock knock knock!
The sound of heavy footsteps rang out.
The onlookers on the second floor hurriedly looked over, and then they were extremely shocked!
Ye Feng remained standing perfectly still, while Li Shao, clutching his right hand, took more than ten steps back before finally regaining his balance.
Most importantly, Young Master Li is actually injured!
Bright red blood flowed from Li Shao's right hand, staining his fingers and the back of his hand red.
The maid got up from the ground, not bothering to tidy her disheveled hair and clothes, and hurriedly ran over to ask, "Young master, are you alright?"
"It's nothing, just a fractured hand bone."
Li Shao laughed heartily, not even glancing at his injured right hand, and walked up to Ye Feng, saying, "I didn't expect you to be so capable. I'm impressed! You're qualified to come upstairs, please!"
After saying this, Li Shao gestured with his intact left hand.
"Are you the eldest son of the Li family? What's your name?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.
“Li Kuangyun!” Li Kuangyun answered with his head held high and chest out.
"I believe in you."
After saying that, Ye Feng took Fang Bingling's hand and walked upstairs.
Li Kuangyun turned to look at the maid and scolded, "What are you still standing here for? Hurry up and come with me!"
"Young Master, you..."
"I don't need your help. This little injury is nothing!" Li Kuangyun waved his hand and said.
The maid nodded quickly and then chased after Ye Feng and Fang Bingling.
We've arrived at the third floor.
The night breeze carried Fang Bingling as she strolled around.
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