The crow-like figure was burly, tipping the scales at over two hundred pounds. As an external martial arts expert, his Horizontal Training had endowed him with extraordinary strength. If the crow's foot had landed squarely, it truly could have stomped a person to death.
At the critical juncture,
Li Fengtu, who seemed to have passed out, suddenly lifted his hand and blocked the crow's foot, powered from his waist, and spun on the stage like a top, sweeping the crow's other leg.
Instability seized the crow's center of gravity in an instant, his hand touching down as he toppled backwards. Li Feng took advantage of the momentum to spring to his feet, pushing off with the tip of his foot, pouncing toward the dancer like a cheetah.
At that moment, the dancer had just released Dong Xin, standing aside waiting to watch the crow stomp Li Feng to death and walk away after completing the job. Her mind was relaxed.
