Supremacy Starts With The Mysterious System

During these three days, Han Feng had been practicing the Firmament Palm. Finally, on the morning of the fourth day, he had cultivated it to the Mastery Stage.    

Although it was only the Mastery Stage, the Firmament Palm was still a low grade Mortal Realm martial skill. With Han Feng's current attack power, it was comparable to a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Three.    

In these three days, Han Feng had also received the next mission from the system, which was to defeat five Spiritual Martial Stage Level Two warriors and above within ten days.    

Regarding this, Han Feng gladly accepted it. He was looking forward to finding an opportunity to increase his strength. This mission had come at the right time!    

"Feng, go and rest for a while." Zhang Susu shouted. Seeing that Han Feng had been obsessed with cultivation these few days and did not have much rest, she felt a little heartache.    

"Yes, mother." Han Feng smiled. When his mother said this, he felt a little sleepy.    

Han Feng immediately walked back to his room and stabilized the surging energy in his Dantian. Although his realm did not increase, his utilization of strength had increased by a lot.    

"This child is somewhat obsessed with martial arts." Zhang Susu saw Han Feng return to his room and was about to start a fire to cook when she heard a chaotic noise outside the door.    

Among them, there was an especially ear-piercing sound.    

"Han Feng, get out here!"    

Zhang Susu's heart skipped a beat. What happened?    

Outside the door, a few young men gathered. They were all from the Han family.    

The young man in the lead was Han Ya.    

Although Han Ya knew that Han Feng had already broken through to the Spiritual Martial Stage, in his mind, Han Feng's strength was at most at the Mid Spiritual Martial Stage Level One. Defeating Han Ming was just a fluke.    

Although three days had passed, it was still impossible for his strength to improve by much. As for Han Ya, he was at the Peak of Spiritual Martial Stage Level Two, and had even touched the threshold of the Level Three.    

Now, three days had passed. He personally came to the courtyard where Han Feng was, and called for a fight outside the door. He wanted to let everyone in the family know that he, Han Ya, wasn't someone to be trifled with.    

Speaking of which, Han Ya's status wasn't very high. In the younger generation of Han family, he could only be said to be ordinary. However, his grandfather was an elder, so no one dared to offend him.    

He stood in front of Han Feng's door with an imposing manner. The airflow around his body was incomparably violent, and the sound of metal clanging could be heard from far away.    

"Feng is resting. You guys have something to wait for him to wake up." Zhang Susu knew that these people had malicious intentions, so she naturally wouldn't let her son come out.    

"Haha, Brother Ya, this kid is afraid!"    

"This kid is just a coward. Trash is trash."    

"That's right, he doesn't even have the courage to show himself."    

A group of people were laughing and cursing in front of Han Feng's courtyard, causing the surrounding people to stop and watch.    

"Get lost!"    

Zhang Susu did not hear these words. With a loud bang, the door was opened and she roared at Han Ya and the others.    

Seeing the furious Zhang Susu, Han Ya and the rest were slightly stunned. They immediately reacted and sneered, "We are standing here. What can you do to us?"    

"That's right. We are right here. What can you do if you scold your son?"    

Everyone laughed, but Zhang Susu's face became even gloomier.    

"Didn't your parents teach you manners?" Zhang Susu finally said patiently.    

"Respect? What is that?" A Spiritual Martial Stage Level One youth beside Han Ya sneered.    

"In this world, strength is everything. What's the use of manners?"    

"Indeed, son is trash, and mother is trash as well."    

... ""    

Just as Zhang Susu was about to attack, Han Feng's cold voice was heard.    

"Enough!"    

Zhang Susu looked back. Han Feng had unknowingly stood behind her. Clearly, he had seen everything that had happened earlier.    

At this moment, Han Feng's expression was extremely cold. There seemed to be anger roaring on his body.    

Han Feng was really angry.    

He might be able to tolerate the humiliation of others, but he would never be able to tolerate the humiliation of his mother.    

He knew that his mother might have wanted to break through the seal to attack him, but that would definitely be fatal to his mother. Thus, he stopped his mother and wanted to take action on her behalf.    

"Mother, these few useless things aren't worth your anger. Let me do it." Han Feng walked out slowly. Every step he took shook the stones. There seemed to be a terrifying flame burning in his eyes.    

"Trash, you finally came out!" Beside Han Ya, a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Two warrior pointed at Han Feng and mocked him.    

Obviously, in their eyes, Han Feng, who had no cultivation base, could do nothing to them even if he was extremely angry.    

They had obviously underestimated Han Feng.    

Han Feng's eyes suddenly fell upon him. At this moment, it was as if he had been locked onto by a peerless devil. He couldn't help but tremble.    

Pah!    

Han Feng struck out his palm. Immediately, a terrifying force was unleashed, and it landed on the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Two's body. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying away.    

"How could this be?" Everyone looked at Han Feng with fear in their eyes.