Chapter 1705 - 1705: Mantis Fist Grandmaster

At the foot of Yanchi Mountain, the lights were bright once again, and flames flickered.

The people Wu Feng had stationed on the mountain path as lookouts quickly withdrew and reported back to Wu Feng.

Following Jiang Feng's instructions, Wu Feng hastened to Jiang Feng's door to report.

Jiang Feng, having just finished resting, descended the mountain with Wu Feng.

At this moment, other villa residents like Abraham, Zhang Long, Zhao Hu, and even Shangguan Wan'er and Dong Ruyan, who had just returned to their rooms to resolve their inner conflict, all came out, surprised, following Jiang Feng down the mountain.

Seeing the new group coming aggressively from below, everyone was speechless, wondering if Yanchi Villa had become a public toilet, with intruders showing up repeatedly...

Soon, the vehicles from the three major families — Xiong, Che, and Rong — stopped not far from the villa's entrance.

Then, the three crucial family heads, along with their grandsons, disembarked together.

From afar, the people from the three families saw Jiang Feng leading at the front, which was essentially a narrow path encounter.

"Jiang Feng!"

Xiong Meng, Che Jinliang, and Rong Jingfeng saw Jiang Feng in an instant, shocked and angry!

They were shocked because it truly was Jiang Feng himself appearing in their sights!

All these years, Jiang Feng's appearance had changed, yet his essence remained the same, especially his charming smile, just as they remembered!

They were angry because Ying Zheng seemed to be right; many of their brothers from their own camp had indeed perished at Jiang Feng's hands, making their enemy meeting all the more intense!

"So it's the surviving member of the former Jiang Family!"

The three old family heads also saw Jiang Feng and spoke coldly.

To them, Jiang Feng was more than just a man returned from the dead; he could affect the future power dynamics of the Capital City, and so he must be killed tonight!

Jiang Feng, spotting the familiar figures of the three families, chuckled mockingly: "Xiong Yixiao, Che Qiangzhan, Rong Xingpu, it's been a long time, hasn't it? And those three useless ones you raised under your knees, it's really something for you to come all this way just to send them to their deaths."

"Shut up!!!"

The three families' forces were furious!

In their eyes, Jiang Feng was at his demise tonight, yet he dared to speak insolently, accelerating his own death!

"Brother Xiong, Brother Che, there's no need to waste words with this kid. The key is to promptly deal with him and return to let our grandchildren report back. Who among us three families should take the first action? It's best to clarify this achievement," Rong Xingpu smiled as he asked the other two family heads.

"Brother Rong, you know that my Xiong Family never lags behind. Why not have your two families assist this time and let the Xiong Family make an appearance? I'm eager for the Xiong Family to show its muscles." Xiong Yixiao smiled unhesitatingly.

The other two families, hearing this, thought the Xiong Family really lacked in modesty, for they all knew the significance of making the first move and couldn't afford to stay behind!

"Brother Xiong, you cannot speak like that. Your Xiong Family ranks above us two families in the Capital City, so how could you have the first move? Let our two families handle this affair." Che Qiangzhan said indifferently.

"Exactly! Speaking of ranks, both your Xiong and Che Families are above our Rong Family. Moreover, my grandson ranks eleventh under the Crown Prince Ying's Brotherhood, so from any angle, our Rong Family should make the first move. Don't fight over this, let us go first!" Rong Xingpu immediately seized upon Che Qiangzhan's words with earnestness.

Xiong Yixiao and Che Qiangzhan were speechless, realizing that the most cunning one was Rong Xingpu. Though his family wasn't that grand, his wit surpassed all.

"Brother Rong, since you speak so, it's hard for us to contend with you, but be forewarned, if your Rong Family cannot hold, don't blame us for not saving your face!" Che Qiangzhan said coldly!

"Haha, no problem!"

Rong Xingpu laughed proudly and then clapped his hands.

Soon, a hunched-over man in a grey cloth robe emerged from the Rong Family ranks.

He appeared to be at least a century old, with a sharp mouth and sunken cheeks, eyes cloudy. The strangest aspect was that his arms were somehow longer than his legs. His hands, thin as hooked scythes, created an eerie sight!

"Jiao Ziyou, the Mantis Fist Master in China, was hired as a tributor by my Rong Family many years ago, and now is the time to shine and represent the Rong Family gloriously, Jiao Elder, don't let me lose face before these elders!"

Rong Xingpu spoke to the gray-robed elder.

"Rest assured, Rong Family Master, I will strive to the utmost, enhancing Rong Family's reputation!" Jiao Ziyou rasped.

Xiong Yixiao and Che Qiangzhan were astonished to hear this!

They had heard previously about an ultimate Mantis Fist master in the Capital named Jiao Ziyou, who later vanished without a trace, only to be found recruited by the Rong Family as a tributor!

It was said Jiao Ziyou's prowess had reached the Primordial Transformation Sixth Level, extraordinary indeed, only slightly inferior to the formidable Duanmu Chunqiu!

In front of all, Jiao Ziyou moved directly towards Jiang Feng, his arms truly forming a dual mantis scythe stance, his lower body rooted in a strong horse stance, emanating a terrifying killing aura!

At this moment, he not only brought the Mantis Fist to perfection but also transformed into an old mantis himself!

"Elder Jiao, go! It's the time to win honor for the Rong Family!" Rong Xingpu waved his hand vigorously, and Jiao Ziyou roared angrily, charging at Jiang Feng!

In no time, he moved like a jumping mantis, extraordinarily quick, leaping high, his long arms hooking scythes slashing down towards Jiang Feng's head with unstoppable momentum!

"Mantis catches the cicada!!!"

One scythe slashed downward, like the scythe of the Death God, overwhelming!

Yet, just as it was about to reach three centimeters from Jiang Feng's head, Jiang Feng raised his hand and caught it.

With a flick, Jiang Feng twisted Jiao Ziyou's long arm like a pretzel, disdainfully saying, "After all that talk, you call this authentic Mantis Fist? Wannabe fame seeker, forsaking the fundamentals!"

Then he kicked Jiao Ziyou away.

Poor Jiao Ziyou got thrown back faster than he came, crashing in front of Rong Xingpu, coughing up blood, writhing pathetically.

"This...?"

The three families were flabbergasted!

Could it be that exaggerated?

On their way over, they guessed Jiang Feng might be quite demon-like, but they hadn't expected such an extreme, taking down the Mantis Fist Master in one move, incapacitating him?!

Rong Xingpu's face turned from green to white, gritting his teeth said, "Elder Jiao, what's with you, I had high hopes, and you let me down is this way?"

"Ga...Ga..."

Jiao Ziyou opened his mouth, spitting out remnants of internal organs, with blood oozing from his seven orifices, feebly gasping, a miserable spectacle!