Chapter 335: Chapter 142 Manifestation of the ’Terrestrial Immortal’_3
Whew—
In Zhang Feng’s observation, which seemed like viewing from a distance as if close-up, he could still distinguish a professional martial artist from the rest.
His running posture was more standard and he was practicing with weights.
Swish swish...
A few ordinary martial artists followed behind him, trying to learn.
When they reached the traffic light three hundred meters away, the professional martial artist stopped, and the others came up for advice.
Moreover, some of the pedestrians waiting at the traffic light were all ears upon hearing.
’Pretty good.’ Zhang Feng appreciated this martial arts atmosphere.
Then he put on sunglasses, a hat, and a mask.
To experience it firsthand.
...
On the street.
Zhang Feng walked and observed at the same time.
Unconsciously, he had walked through several streets.
The scene he saw at his home’s entrance was happening everywhere within his sight.
Martial arts had become a part of daily life.
Even downstairs of a company, a human resources manager was leading employees in practicing the fierce Southern Fist and Baji Fist.
Amidst loud shouts and the sound of powerful punches and kicks.
One glance indicated that the company wasn’t easy to mess with.
But upon reading the company name, it was a baby products seller.
Zhang Feng glanced at them a few times, shook his head internally, and was about to continue walking.
Only when he looked toward the bus stop two hundred meters ahead.
There was a thief sneaking into a pocket of a middle-aged man waiting for the bus, taking out a phone.
The thief had some small martial skills too.
Zhang Feng paused upon seeing this.
Why is there a thief everywhere?
Zhang Feng felt as if he had some feud with thieves.
But then he thought, his scanning ’eyes aimed at the expanse’ could see the entire street.
With such vision coverage, he seemed to notice things usually unseen.
And now that he saw it, he might as well apprehend the thief.
Woosh—
The thought barely formed.
Zhang Feng leaped, appearing as if he vanished from the baby company.
"Manager... did someone disappear..."
The employees practicing fists suddenly froze in surprise.
Simultaneously, Zhang Feng reacted with nerve reflexes beyond the ordinary, aided by Spiritual Thought, accurately avoiding pedestrians.
Although slightly slower in speed, covering only thirty meters a step.
"Who just passed by?"
The pedestrians dodged by Zhang Feng felt a figure flash by, bringing a gust of wind.
Before they could react.
Zhang Feng had already reached the station, placing an arm on the thief’s shoulder from behind.
"Who?"
The thief jerked in surprise, shaking off the hand from his shoulder while turning to look at Zhang Feng.
Others were amazed at Zhang Feng’s sudden appearance.
"When did he show up here?"
’Was there someone here earlier?’ A few pedestrians curiously scrutinized Zhang Feng’s strange outfit.
"You got the wrong person?" The thief noted many eyes on him and casually said, attempting to leave.
Zhang Feng didn’t speak but slightly kicked the thief’s leg, causing him to fall.
Before he could swear.
Zhang Feng addressed a middle-aged pedestrian watching, "Stop staring at the commotion, check your pocket to see if your phone is missing."
"Me?" The middle-aged man froze briefly, then checked his pocket and realized his phone was indeed missing.
"Are you causing trouble?" The thief seeing Zhang Feng expose him, threatened Zhang Feng, attempting to flee.
"It’s there." Zhang Feng completely ignored him, instead kicking the thief’s pocket, dropping the phone accurately on the middle-aged man’s chest.
The middle-aged man, catching the phone, quickly reacted and said, "Thank you! Thank you!"
"Turns out he caught a thief!" The surrounding people understood.
"Does his voice sound familiar?" Some were still scrutinizing Zhang Feng.
"Doesn’t he seem familiar?"
"Did he show up suddenly? Is... is it President Zhang’s Shrinking the Ground Into an Inch?"
As they observed, curiosity drove them closer.
They subtly guessed who this man of justice might be.
This guess excited them greatly.
"Did he use Qi to kick the phone?" Ten meters away, a professional martial artist directly recognized, feeling the dizziness of encountering an idol, "Is it... President Zhang?"
"You..."
Beside Zhang Feng, a youngster showed a more ecstatic expression, asking with a trembling voice and admiration, "Are you the Pioneer?"
’Been discovered?’ Seeing himself revealed, Zhang Feng no longer concealed himself, confidently removing his mask and glasses, looking at the speechless young man,
"Do you have a phone, student?"
Zhang Feng pointed at the utterly terrified thief on the ground, "Make a call to the police and send him where he belongs."
"Alright... alright..." The youngster quickly responded, wildly unlocking his phone in panic.
"Zhang Zhang..." The thief trembled with his teeth chattering, then fainted in fear.
"Grandmaster Zhang!" When nearby folks saw it was Zhang Feng, their excitement matched the boy’s.
Additionally, the passing pedestrians.
People riding electric bikes and driving cars.
When they saw the peculiar scene and turned their gaze that way, brakes sounded everywhere.
"Whoa, am I seeing things?"
"Quick! Look! It’s President Zhang! President Zhang!"
"Pioneer! I love you!"
"God of Technology!"
"I saw Grandmaster Zhang! I saw Grandmaster Zhang! The one who vanished is Grandmaster Zhang!"
With Zhang Feng removing his mask and sunglasses, he directly caused a sensation on the street.
Especially among those on the nearby streets, and the baby product company personnel, all swarmed toward Zhang Feng.
And as they shouted ’President Zhang’ and ’Pioneer’, more people were attracted over.
’Didn’t expect my fame has grown even larger.’
Zhang Feng saw the swarm of people, then glanced at the already fainted thief on the ground.
Following this.
Zhang Feng looked at the professional martial artists in the crowd.
With their high constitution, they had reached the forefront of all the pedestrians.
"Grandmaster Zhang!"
They were thrilled, recording as they sprinted toward Zhang Feng.
Yet within five meters of Zhang Feng, everyone instinctively halted.
However, the rear crowd kept pushing, causing the front ones to move forward.
It was unclear if those ahead were being pushed or willingly wanted to be closer to their idol.
Meanwhile, in the eyes of all, Zhang Feng, smiling, beckoned to the few martial artists,
"You lads, come over, hold him down and wait for local law enforcement."
"Okay... okay!"
"Yes!"
They eagerly obliged, coming up to restrain the thief.
"Pioneer!"
"President Zhang!"
The passersby, seeing these martial artists so close to the Pioneer, even recording with a phone close to Zhang Feng’s face,
Felt their envy and jealousy spike, and most wanted to come to take a photo with the Pioneer.
However, seeing traffic congestion due to himself, Zhang Feng, to prevent further inconvenience, clasped his hands toward the crowd coming his way:
"Thank you for your kindness, until next time."
Upon uttering these words.
The crowd barely saw Zhang Feng leap, standing on the two-story restaurant rooftop ahead.
Another leap like teleportation landed him on the three-story office building’s rooftop a hundred meters away.
A further leap placed him on the outskirts of the crowd a hundred and seventy meters away.
The fourth leap crossed congested traffic, appearing at the distant traffic light junction.
The final leap departed the overcrowded street, vanishing from their sight.
Leaving only the stunned crowd still holding their phones.
Within three seconds’ span of five steps, covering nearly three hundred meters, they hadn’t reacted and Zhang Feng had already left.
"Did I see wrong... or is the Pioneer getting stronger..."
"Amazing... seems like it?"
"I feel... Grandmaster Zhang is no longer human... he’s really becoming a deity..."