This battle lasted for nearly ten minutes.
The three bottles of mana potion on both parties had already been completely consumed.
"It's about time to an end."
Qin Feng gently exhaled, then raised his hand and habitually pinched his lips, but he found that he was not holding a cigarette in his mouth.
Then Qin Feng raised his hands slightly. Suddenly, Qin Feng's character lost all movement and stood rooted to the ground.
Precisely at this time, the young man took advantage of this opportunity and cast a control on Qin Feng. Then, he launched a series of attacks at Qin Feng's face.
When the young man's set of skills was fully displayed and entered the temporary period when he couldn't use any, Qin Feng's HP was very low, which was one shot away from elimination. At this time, the control on Qin Feng had disappeared.
"Blow him up."
Qin Feng said subconsciously.
Facing the youth with more than 30% of HP, Qin Feng stretched out his hand and blew a gust of wind. The youth, who had no time to react, was naturally blown up.
At this moment, Qin Feng left a trap and arrived behind the young man. And the young man just happened to fall in front of Qin Feng. Immediately, Qin Feng used the Wind Wheel and kept attacking, which was quickly followed by a control.
Instantly, the young man flashed out and subconsciously retreated backwards, but he fell into the trap set by Qin Feng.
Faced with the Wind Blows and a series of attacks, the young man's HP was also near to zero.
In the end, the trap was taken back and the mana point was enough for the ultimate skill. Only then did Qin Feng lean back against the back of the chair after making his last strike.
"Phew..."
He took a long breath and looked a little tired.
Looking at the character lying dead, the young man suddenly laughed.
"It's so difficult! DNF is truly a hard nut."
The young man sighed as he laughed.
Undeniably, he was truly excited when exchanging blows with Qin Feng just now.
It could be said that other than martial arts, this was the only thing that he was so indulged in.
"Little Qin, who did you learn this technique from? You're so awesome! Can I learn this technique from you?"
At this time, Fatty Lin's voice was suddenly heard by Qin Feng.
It was only at this moment that the young man noticed that there were quite a few people surrounding him and watching.
As for Qin Feng, he turned to look at Lin Tian.
"We're friends since long time. If I teach you, won't I become your master? No deal."
Qin Feng answered simply.
"Don't be so petty."
Lin Tian looked at Qin Feng and said so.
Qin Feng shook his head and said, "I can't teach you this. You can only comprehend it by yourself. I'll give you the video later. You can watch it and learn by yourself."
"Video? What is that?"
Lin Tian was stunned.
Only then did Qin Feng realized that he had habitually mentioned a term used on Earth.
"Here, a video is..."
Qin Feng sat up, but before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly coughed for three times, which made him slightly dizzy.
"What's wrong with you? Did you catch a cold?"
Seeing Qin Feng was like this, Fatty Lin asked with concern.
Qin Feng shook his head. He used to cough and catch a cold quite often. After all, people who often stayed up late had poor resistance.
Of course, Qin Feng did not mind.
Then, he stretched out his hand to play the video of the match with the young man that he had just recorded.
"Here you are, this is the video."
Qin Feng said.
Immediately, everyone was surprised by the power of the magical artifact called computer.
"Boss Qin,I just said that if 'DNF' can impress me, I will make a formal self-introduction."
As he spoke, the youth stood up.
And Qin Feng also stood up.
"My name is Yun Haozhong, a refugee from Yan State. In addition, I want to take back what I said yesterday and apologize to you."
At this point, the young man, Yun Haozhong, lowered his head respectfully to Qin Feng.
When Qin Feng saw this, he naturally laughed it off.
"But did you have a place to live as a refugee?"
Qin Feng asked.
It was not surprising in such a chaotic era to encounter refugees anywhere.
The young man pursed his lips and said, "Not yet, and this is also the second reason why I came here today."
"You want to stay here?"
Qin Feng asked again.
The young man shook his head and said, "My master taught me to rely on myself. It is just that it is too difficult to settle down in such a big city, so I want to borrow some money from you, Boss Qin."
"That's nothing serious, but can you tell me what you want to do with the money?"
Qin Feng said.
It was not that he was stingy, but he felt that it might be inappropriate for a refugee to be dependant on himself.
"I'm planning to run a dojo and teach ordinary people martial arts." The young man said.
"Teach ordinary people?"
Qin Feng was slightly stunned, as he did not expect Yun Haozhong to have such an idea.
In this world, although martial art was the most respected, it was prevailing only among cultivators.
An ordinary person's physique is not as good as that of a cultivator, and it did not matter too much whether they practiced martial arts or not.
There were very few people who had reached the threshold of cultivation. For most of them, as their Spirit Roots were thin, reaching the third stage of Body Forging Level was basically the upmost limit in their entire life.
However, when teaching ordinary people to practice martial arts, the target group was huge, so it was considerably profitable.
Unfortunately, it was far less promising than joining a martial arts sect.
"How much do you want to borrow?"
"Twelve Spirit Stones."
"Twelve Spirit Stones? That's only enough for a year's rent of a shop."
"I still have some valuable things on me. Twelve Spirit Stones will be enough for me."
After having a short conversation, Qin Feng no longer tried to persuade him.
Then, Qin Feng walked towards the counter and unlocked the drawer.
However, there was nothing in the drawer.
The fact is that the Spirit Stones collected would all be placed in this drawer, but as long as Qin Feng closed the drawer, they would visually disappear.
It did not really disappear, but was saved by the System to a place called "Shangyuan Bank".
"System, help me transfer twelve Spirit Stones." Qin Feng said in his mind.
"Master, I do not recommend you to do this. The man did not tell you who he truly is."
The System said.
Qin Feng immediately replied, "I know it. Don't say anything more. Just give me twelve Spirit Stones."
It's not difficult to see through his lie.
After all, if he was truly a refugee, how could he have the cultivation and talent that surpassed even Mo Wen?
However, judging from the way Yun Haozhong talked, Qin Feng knew that he was a decent man, although he may not necessarily be a good one.
The System did not say anything more and immediately sent twelve Spirit Stones into the drawer out of thin air.
After that, Qin Feng used a cloth bag to store the twelve Spirit Stones and then locked the drawer.
"I'll lend you the Spirit Stones. You can give me back any time you like."
Qin Feng said.
Hearing Qin Feng's words, Yun Haozhong shook his head.
After taking the Spirit Stones, Yun Haozhong said, "Thank you very much. I will definitely return these twelve Spirit Stones in a year's time. Farewell."
After saying that, he left.
The surrounding crowd dispersed itself, and Qin Feng came to Lin Tian's side.
"How is it? How much did you learn?"
Looking at Lin Tian staring at the screen, Qin Feng asked.
And Lin Tian immediately shook his head.
In fact, it was mainly because Qin Feng and Yun Haozhong's operation was too sharp, which made Lin Tian almost unable to react.
But generally, Lin Tian also had a rough idea of when to control and when to launch attacks.
"I quit. It makes me sad."
Lin Tian shook his head and finally stood up.
Then, he looked at Qin Feng again.
"I didn't come here for fun. I have something to tell you."
"What is it?"
Qin Feng was stunned and asked.
"I took Shi Xiaotian as my master."
Lin Tian said.
As soon as he finished his word, Qin Feng was slightly stunned, and the eyes of the people around him revealed astonishment and envy.
"Is he the so-called Boxing Champion of Tianyun City?" Qin Feng asked.
Lin Tian immediately nodded.
According to rumors running throughout Tianyun City, Shi Xiaotian, the Boxing Champion, was a rare genius in the history of Tianyun City.
He began his cultivation at the age of six, defeated a strong enemy at Spirit Forging Level at the age of fourteen, broke through Spirit Forging Level himself at the age of fifteen, and created the record of Tianyun City's youngest cultivator who reached Spirit Forging Level.
Right now,in Tianyun Martial Arts School, he was already an expert whose status was only second to the Headmaster and the Presbyter.
With such a genius expert as his master, plus his own talent, Lin Tian, barring accidents, would definitely become a man of achievements.
"That's good."
Qin Feng muttered to himself.
Then, Lin Tian said, "But it's just like what Yun Haozhong said yesterday. Since I have been in a hurry to achieve success when I was a child, Master arranged for me to stay in Tianyun Martial Arts School's closed-door training to stabilize cultivation, so you might not be able to see me in the next few days."
Saying this, Lin Tian showed a bit of sadness.
Lin Tian had been playing with Qin Feng since he was a child, and there had never been such a situation where they could not see each other for a long time.
"Oh."
Qin Feng showed a response.
Seeing Qin Feng's attitude, Lin Tian was immediately stunned.
"We won't be able to see each other for the next few days. Aren't you sad?"
"It's not like you're going to die. Why should I be sad?"
"Shut up please. Don't curse me. You are so disappointing"
Lin Tian said so, but he did not take it to heart.
Just like the fatty in those stories that Qin Feng had heard, Lin Tian was also simple, honest and positive.
Therefore, it was acceptable to make such jokes occasionally.
"Eh-hem..."
Qin Feng coughed a few more times.
This time, he only felt that more than half of the strength in his body had been coughed out, which really made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"See, you are punished, aren't you?"
Lin Tian joked.
Qin Feng calmed down and looked at him before lying down helplessly on a chair.
"What? You really caught a cold? Do you need me to bring you some medicine?"
Seeing this, Lin Tian actually behaved himself a bit and asked like this again.
However, Qin Feng also shook his head.
When he was on Earth, it was common for people to have cold and fever, but he had never paid much attention to it, so at this moment, he did not care much about it and just waved his hand.
"Let me rest for a while. Suit yourself."
After saying that, Qin Feng closed his eyes and took a nap.
Seeing his carelessness, Lin Tian didn't say anything more, but found a seat and sat down after handing in the Spirit Stones.
"I won't be able to have fun for the next few days, so now I have to play to my heart's content." Lin Tian thought to himself.
...
In the blink of an eye, midnight came and all the guests left after eleven o'clock.
When Qin Feng woke up, the Internet cafe was already dark.
Moreover, at this time, Qin Feng only felt dizzy.
However, it was already midnight and no medicine store was still in business. He could do nothing but find a thicker coat to cover himself and then fell asleep.
The next morning, Qin Feng woke up half-asleep. He realized that his symptoms were serious, so he must go out for a medicine store.
As a former medicine store shopkeeper, he knew a little about what medicine he should take for his illness by dint of his experience.