193: Silver Phantom

Li Changfeng could be considered as doing the Tang Family a favor; after all, that kid, Tang Thirteen, was wasting his natural talent a bit too much.

"Not true, I will definitely kill you!" Tang Thirteen's face was gloomy, and a cold glint erupted from his eyes.

It was at this very moment.

Tang Thirteen gasped, feeling utterly helpless.

If there were any other way, he wouldn't be in this situation.

"It's better to say less of such things; for you, it is of no use," Li Changfeng sneered.

"What?" Tang Thirteen was stunned.

Suddenly, Li Changfeng moved. With a light tap of his toes, he instantly arrived in front of Tang Thirteen.

Li Changfeng raised his hand and slammed a punch hard into Tang Thirteen's lower abdomen.

"Ahhh!" Tang Thirteen let out a muffled groan. He felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, as if he were dying.

"Kid, remember this: before you have the strength, provoking an enemy is the most foolish behavior. Do you understand?" Li Changfeng lectured.

But after hearing these words.

How could Tang Thirteen be willing to give up? He suddenly turned around, clenched his fists, and dashed toward Li Changfeng.

In the air, Tang Thirteen's fist flew straight at Li Changfeng, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind.

"Damn it! I am someone who doesn't like being bullied, ha!" Tang Thirteen roared, summoning every ounce of strength he had in his life.

And just like that.

Tang Thirteen used all his strength, determined to unleash the energy within him.

Li Changfeng, however, stood where he was; he had no intention of dodging at all.

"Silly kid, let me tell you one more thing: before you are certain of the outcome, never make any unnecessary moves, otherwise, you will die a miserable death," Li Changfeng sneered.

And just at this moment.

Li Changfeng gently raised his hand, his fingertip pointing from afar at Tang Thirteen.

Boom!

A powerful burst of Spiritual Qi erupted from Li Changfeng's fingertip.

Tang Thirteen was sent flying backward by the blast, finally crashing heavily to the ground.

A deep crater was left where Tang Thirteen had landed.

"Damn it, too damn it." Tang Thirteen coughed dryly several times, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Li Changfeng strode forward and stood in front of Tang Thirteen.

In this way.

Li Changfeng had a gauge of things; he had just assessed Tang Thirteen's strength.

This kid hadn't completely failed to Cultivate; at least when he was at Mulan Manor, he had practiced some of the Mulan Manor fist techniques.

However, the Yunzhou Tang Family Sect's reputation was that of a family of poison experts.

"Kid, are you convinced?" Li Changfeng looked down at Tang Thirteen in the deep crater, the corner of his mouth curling up.

Actually, Li Changfeng felt no sense of triumph, only a sense of regret.

He was clearly a Tang Family Disciple, yet he had even forgotten the things left behind by his Old Ancestor.

Back in the day, the Yunzhou Tang Family's poisons were the best in the world. Legend had it that as long as one was struck by the Tang Family's poison, one could only wait for death.

Because in all the world, no one could cure the Tang Family's poison.

Yet, Tang Thirteen didn't even know how to use poison, and even the Mulan Manor fist techniques were only half-learned.

"Kid, you have truly been protected too well in the Tang Family; you have even forgotten the most fundamental things of your Tang Family," Li Changfeng sighed deeply.

"What? What is the Tang Family's most fundamental thing?" Tang Thirteen was puzzled, his brows furrowed tightly.

As the Tang Family's Young Master and the only heir to the Legacy, Tang Familys Old Master had protected him well since Tang Thirteen was very young.

Tang Familys Old Master did not want Tang Thirteen to be harmed. For these thirteen years, he had never taught Tang Thirteen.

Cultivation Technique, poisons, hidden weapons—Tang Thirteen knew none of them. If it weren't for his surname being Tang, one would really think he wasn't a member of the Tang Family.

"Your Tang Family's Old Ancestor possessed three treasures. The first is the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, the world's number one hidden weapon; no one can defend against it. The second is the Seven-Colored Powder, the world's number one poison; as long as one touches even a little bit, they will bleed from their seven orifices and die. The third is the Strong Liquor Art; even without practicing, just by taking a sip of liquor, one will become stronger. Likewise, the liquor brewed by your Tang Family is also the best." Li Changfeng recounted, stating everything from his memory.

After hearing this.

Tang Thirteen immediately felt like he was a good-for-nothing, because everything Li Changfeng mentioned, he didn't know how to do, and it was even his first time hearing about them.

"These are all Tang Family treasures? So the Tang Family's strength is this powerful?" Tang Thirteen's pupils constricted sharply, and he gasped.

Tang Thirteen found it hard to believe. He was very curious why, from childhood to adulthood, his grandfather had never taught him these things.

Watching Tang Thirteen's expression, Li Changfeng could understand.

It must be because Tang Thirteen was the Tang Family's only seedling, and Tang Familys Old Master had protected Tang Thirteen too well, not even passing on the Tang Family's Legacy to him.

One really doesn't know whether this is a joy or a sorrow.

If the Tang Family were to face a crisis, what could Tang Thirteen possibly do?

But fortunately, Tang Thirteen met Li Changfeng. He was only thirteen years old; it was not too late to Cultivate now.

"Indeed. Then do you know why your grandfather refused to pass them on to you?" Li Changfeng asked again.

"Why!" Tang Thirteen roared, immediately standing up from the deep crater.

At this moment.

Tang Thirteen lifted his head, a cold glint erupting from his eyes.

And just like that.

Li Changfeng fell silent; he suddenly didn't want to say too much.

"Tell me!" Tang Thirteen shouted.

However, Li Changfeng remained calm; he didn't put Tang Thirteen in his eyes at all.

Right now, Tang Thirteen was really too weak.

"Is this how your grandfather taught you? When asking for something, do you also shout like this?" Li Changfeng snorted coldly, looking disdainful.

Facing this question.

Tang Thirteen was stunned; he gasped.

"Ah? What!" Tang Thirteen was puzzled, his pupils constricting sharply.

"Since your grandfather never taught you, very well, I will teach you properly." Li Changfeng's mouth curled up.

Immediately, Li Changfeng tapped his toes lightly and soared into the air.

In the blink of an eye.

Li Changfeng stood in front of Tang Thirteen and pointed a finger lightly.

With a thud.

Tang Thirteen actually knelt directly on the ground in front of Li Changfeng. At this moment, he wanted to stand up, but he simply couldn't.

"What's going on? Why won't my body listen to me?" Tang Thirteen's brows furrowed tightly, and cold sweat streamed down his forehead.

At this moment.

Tang Thirteen was afraid. He didn't know what methods this young man in front of him had used.

"Don't waste your effort; you cannot break free from the restraint at all," Li Changfeng said, looking down at Tang Thirteen with a curl of his lip.

"What exactly did you do to me?" Tang Thirteen was unwilling. He had originally intended to kill his enemy, yet he was kneeling before his enemy?

For Tang Thirteen, this would be a great humiliation.

Tang Thirteen wanted to stand up, but he simply couldn't summon any strength.