The Peerless Master

"That's enough. The impact of your strike is enough to cause a disturbance in the Wind Cloud Restaurant and affect their business." Therefore, stop! "

A voice suddenly sounded. It was the voice of an old bartender who was standing silently in the corner.

As he spoke, the old bartender actually moved his body. In the next moment, he appeared between Chen Feng and Ji Feng. He sent a pair of skinny palms towards the two people in the middle of the battle.

"Scram!" Ji Feng was so arrogant, how could he stop fighting because of a single sentence from an old man? He immediately shouted loudly and abruptly changed the direction of his attack towards Chen Feng, turning around and attacking the old bartender.

However, Chen Feng's expression changed. Earlier, the old bartender had been sitting silently at the side, appearing extremely inconspicuous. Even Chen Feng had not been able to detect it. Now that the opponent had stepped forward, Chen Feng's powerful spiritual energy instantly discovered the difference.

His opponent's Spirit Power was actually not weaker than his own. In fact, it was even slightly higher than his own.

This caused Chen Feng to be shocked and fearful. His own spiritual power level had already reached the late stage of the grand marquis. In the cultivation world, there were only a handful of cultivators who were on par with him. However, the reality had indeed appeared before his eyes.

Without any hesitation, Chen Feng abruptly retracted his hand and retreated out of the circle of battle.

Regarding Chen Feng's performance, a trace of admiration flashed through the old bartender's turbid eyes. Looking back at Ji Feng, there was a chill between his brows.

His withered palms slowly moved, as if he was driving away the mosquitoes and flies that were flying around him.

However, Ji Feng's expression changed drastically.

He felt a strong force coming from the old bartender's hand. Ji Feng's face was pale as he flew out without any chance to resist. He was like a piece of wood that had been swept away by a flood without the slightest feeling of strain.

Ji Feng only coldly stood there after he was dozens of meters away.

The old bartender seemed to be extremely unwilling to have any accidents at the Wind Cloud Restaurant. Ji Feng had been flying all the way, yet he actually hadn't bumped into a single table or chair.

"Who the hell are you?" Ji Feng yelled with a gloomy face.

Although the old man had displayed great power, he was still not at the level of the young master of the dragon clan. The Dragon Gate had such a powerful foundation that there were countless experts within the clan; even many Loose Immortals were present.

I'm just an old bartender from the Wind Cloud Restaurant. Everyone, drinking in my Wind Cloud Restaurant is naturally welcome, but since I dared to make a move here, I naturally have to bump into some tables and chairs. The old bartender's tone was ancient, but it gave people a deep sense of pressure.

"What a joke, I can't afford to pay just a few tables and chairs?" Ji Feng laughed sarcastically, "My dragon sect is above the cultivation world, what do we not have?"

After saying that, Ji Feng suddenly made a move and smashed a table beside him. He then arrogantly shouted, "Old man, do you see that I have already broken a table? Do you dare to have me accompany you?"

"Do you dare to let me accompany you?" Seeing the insufferably arrogant Ji Feng, Chen Feng could not help but twitch his mouth. "This guy, doesn't he have a brain?"

Since the other party dared to step forward and stop this fight, they naturally did not fear the identity of the two sides. However, Ji Feng still acted so arrogantly and arrogantly, which was quite ridiculous.

"That's right, old fellow. Eldest Young Noble is the eldest son of the dragon clan. I'm giving you face by smashing your Wind Cloud Hall. Do you dare to let him be a match for you?" The cultivators standing on Ji Feng's side also roared loudly. Each and every one of them was extremely powerful and had the aura of a fox putting on a tiger.

"Alas … what a group of children who do not know how to respect the elderly." The old bartender let out a long sigh and said full of regret. Then, his hunched body slowly turned around and he looked at Chen Feng. "What about you?" Are you coming with me? "

As he spoke, the old bartender's gaze was fixed on the sitting position of Chen Feng.

There, a palm print was deeply imprinted on the table. Clearly, this was the result of Chen Feng furiously slamming the table just now.

Chen Feng took in a deep breath. Then, a smile appeared on his face as he said, "You have to compensate for breaking things. Although Chen Feng is young, he understands this principle."

As he spoke, a light flashed in Chen Feng's hand and a storage ring appeared in the next moment. He respectfully handed it to the old bartender, "Senior, there are ten thousand high-grade spirit stones inside. Consider it my compensation."

"Is this Chen Feng an idiot?" The moment Chen Feng opened his mouth, everyone's expression changed. Even Tu Sheng's gaze towards Chen Feng became extremely strange.

It was just a table. No matter how valuable it was, could it be compared to ten thousand high-grade spirit stones?

Ten thousand high grade spirit stones was enough to buy a high grade spirit artifact. This amount of wealth was something that even Ji Feng, as the son of the Dragon Gate, had to pay attention to, not to mention the young talents of Tianyun City.

Only Chang Ling's beautiful eyes looked curiously at Chen Feng. No one knew what she was thinking about in her head.

The old bartender received the storage ring with satisfaction, and a smile appeared on his face for the first time. "Young man, your understanding of the way of the sword is already so great at such a young age. You will definitely become another king of the way of the sword in the future."

"Thank you for your praise, senior." Chen Feng said respectfully. At this moment, he felt more and more that this old bartender was extraordinary.

The old bartender laughed and then left Chen Feng to the side. He then turned around and looked at Ji Feng. "What about you?"

"Like I said, even if I'm going to compensate you, you dare to do so?" Ji Feng's gaze was dark, filled with threat.

"Why not?" The old bartender squeezed out a smile and said, "Even if your elders from the Dragon Gate come, I still want them to compensate, not to mention you."

"Who exactly are you?" Ji Feng's eyes turned cold. The words of the old bartender made him feel uneasy.

A dim light flashed in the old bartender's eyes, "Who am I? You aren't worthy of knowing. Who do you want to know? Ask your family's elders to come and ask me!"

With that, the old bartender extended his hand and showed his yellow teeth towards Ji Feng, "Give me the compensation, or I'll have you walk out horizontally."

"How dare you!" Ji Feng was furious and attacked.

Ji Feng was sent flying again. This time, he fell even harder and couldn't get back up from the ground. He even spat out large mouthfuls of blood. It was obvious that he was heavily injured.

Chen Feng looked at the skinny old man, his eyes full of fear.

Just now, he had clearly sensed that when this old man attacked, he did not use the slightest bit of true essence. From beginning to end, he had relied on his body's own strength.

With his strength, a casual strike, and a cultivation level higher than Chen Feng's, Ji Feng fell to the ground, spitting out more blood.

Chen Feng felt that if he was at Ji Feng's position, the result would not be much better.

How scary must this old bartender be?