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Xu Zihao was exceedingly arrogant and didn't even consider Lin Feng as worth his attention.
Lin Feng's face darkened, thinking, Was this guy asking for a beating?
"Hey, isn't that Xu Zihao?"
"Huh, the guy clashing with Xu Zihao is Lin Feng, right? Lin Feng's quite the sensation in the Inner Academy now."
"It seems it's about the Cultivation Room."
"That Cultivation Room was one Lin Feng queued for, Xu Zihao wanted to snatch it, but Lin Feng disagreed."
"Hehe, actually Xu Zihao is just deliberately stirring up trouble. Xu Zihao and others set up a betting pool because they lost over ten million taels of silver when Lin Feng defeated Bai Xuanyang in a life-and-death duel. Naturally, they hated Lin Feng. Moreover, Xu Zihao has close ties with the Bai Family, and Bai Yilong from the Bai Family is among the Inner Academy disciples who set up the pool. Running into Lin Feng in the Cultivation Room, shaming him isn't surprising."
Some cultivators whispered and discussed.
...
In front of the Cultivation Room, Lin Feng looked coldly at Xu Zihao, "Who cares who you are? Coming here to flaunt superiority at me? You picked the wrong place. Let me tell you something—get out and stop dancing in front of me, or I won't mind crippling you."
Hearing Lin Feng's assertive tone, many were shocked. No one expected Lin Feng to be so tough with Xu Zihao, a character not to be underestimated.
Jialan City had ten major families, including the Bai, Xiao, and Xu Families.
Xu Zihao's reputation as a genius far exceeded that of Bai Xuanyang.
"Very good, very good, very good!"
Xu Zihao said "very good" three times in a row, showing his anger.
He coldly looked at Lin Feng, "It's been a long time since anyone dared provoke me like this. You're the first. If I don't teach you a lesson today, where will my face go? Men!"
"Young Master, at your service."
Two bodyguards beside Xu Zihao stepped forward at his command.
The breathing of these two guards resonated like thunder filling the air.
Both of them were Martial Artists at the Tenth Level.
"Give him ten slaps."
Xu Zihao ordered coldly.
"Yes, Young Master." Immediately, one guard stepped out, darting toward Lin Feng, raising his right hand to slap him.
This guard was extraordinarily fast, having been at Martial Artist Tenth Level for over ten years, far beyond young cultivators like Bai Xuanyang, who relied on elixirs.
This slap carried immense force. If it landed on Lin Feng's face, it would undoubtedly be wrecked.
Facing this blow, Lin Feng's eyes turned icy.
Swish.
Lin Feng moved.
Lin Feng's speed was even faster.
He launched a punch towards the guard, starting with the Breaking Fist.
How powerful was the Breaking Fist, an Earth Stage martial art?
Lin Feng's move made the guard feel a dangerous aura; his face slightly changed as he tried to retreat.
But Lin Feng didn't give him the chance. Stepping forward, Lin Feng changed his punch to a resounding slap.
"Pa."
A loud slapping sound echoed, and everyone saw the Martial Artist Tenth Level guard slapped into the air by Lin Feng.
Bleh!
In midair, the guard spat out blood, and his face swelled up. Blood flowed from his nose and mouth.
"This Lin Feng is truly formidable, even Xu Zihao's guard suffered a loss. The guards protecting Xu Zihao are top-notch Martial Artists of the Tenth Level."
Someone remarked.
Many onlookers watched the conflict with excitement.
Xu Zihao's expression was extremely grim; he ordered in a deep voice, "You two, go together, take down this brat. I want to teach him a lesson myself."
"Yes."
The other two guards moved, surrounding Lin Feng.
These two coordinated seamlessly, charging at Lin Feng from the left and right.
"Taiyin Xuantian Fist."
A punch roared over from the left guard; this Taiyin Xuantian Fist claimed to condense the power of Taiyin, capable of shattering the hardest basalt with a single punch, supremely formidable.
"Fierce Yang Palm."
The right guard also punched over, his technique violent and relentless in attack.
These two complemented each other, extremely coordinated.
"With two top experts attacking together so flawlessly, Lin Feng is likely to succumb to them."
"Yes, I think Lin Feng is doomed this time."
Not a few students exclaimed.
Although Lin Feng's strength wasn't weak, facing two Martial Artists at the Tenth Level, many thought Lin Feng's current strength was lacking.
The two guards wore extremely cold expressions on their faces, punching over; Lin Feng moved.
He executed two consecutive Breaking Fists, punching at the two guards.
Bang, bang!
Lin Feng collided fiercely with Xu Zihao's two guards, and everyone saw Xu Zihao's guards flying back like kites with broken strings.
Breaking Fist was a dreadful martial art capable of challenging across levels.
Against these two, Lin Feng bulldozed them with overwhelming force, like a breeze sweeping fallen leaves, demolishing their assault.
Spurt, spurt.
The formidable power caused the two guards to spit blood, falling to the ground, convulsing, their faces pale, unable to fight again.
Xu Zihao's expression turned as dark as water; seeing his guards severely injured by Lin Feng, his face was naturally unpleasant.
"Brat, I really underestimated you. No wonder you could defeat Bai Xuanyang; you do have some strength."
Xu Zihao sneered, walking towards Lin Feng step by step.
Thud, thud, thud, thud...
Everyone heard a dull sound echoing between heaven and earth.
Many spectators turned deathly pale, feeling an oppressive weight on their chests, barely able to breathe.
"Dark Stage middle-level martial arts Eight Extremes Step! This is Xu Family's top secret technique." Someone exclaimed.
This secret technique could gather tremendous aura, oppressing opponents with invisible force.
Lin Feng also felt a terrifying force pressing on him, like an Ancient Giant Mountain bearing down.
"Brat, and you dare to act arrogant in front of me, Xu Zihao? Though I remain at the Martial Artist Tenth Level, my power has reached 120,000 jin; even ten Bai Xuanyangs aren't my opponents. Today, I'll show you the consequences of provoking me."
Xu Zihao sneered, suppressing Lin Feng with Eight Extremes Step, and a punch roared toward Lin Feng.
"Xu Zihao personally attacked; Lin Feng's doomed now."
Many shouted in surprise; as Inner Academy students, they all knew how terrifying Xu Zihao was, ranking within the top hundred of the Inner Academy.
"Hmph," facing Xu Zihao's attack, Lin Feng snorted coldly, employing the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique to break Xu Zihao's Eight Extremes Step's suppression. Then, Lin Feng stepped forward too, activating three Devouring Martial Souls; powerful force of 96,000 jin exploded instantly. Meanwhile, Lin Feng unleashed the Earth Stage martial art Breaking Fist, punched towards Xu Zihao.
[Bang]
Everyone saw Lin Feng and Xu Zihao collide; Lin Feng stood firm, while Xu Zihao flew back, landing on the ground in a mess. Lin Feng swept forward, raising his right foot, directly stepping on Xu Zihao. He looked down at Xu Zihao, coldly laughing, "Even trash like you dares to mess with me?"
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