Chapter 31: Chapter 31 Crushing
Bai Xuanyang, being at the Great Perfection of the Martial Artist Tenth Level, completely dismissed Lin Feng, choosing to deal with him in an almost humiliating manner.
The onlookers shook their heads; no one had high hopes for Lin Feng in this battle.
Although Lin Feng accepted the challenge, the students of the Inner Academy believed the result was already destined.
How could Lin Feng be a match for Bai Xuanyang? The gap between them was so vast.
This move, like grabbing a chicken, carried a mocking smile on Bai Xuanyang’s lips without a hint of concealnt.
In Bai Xuanyang’s eyes, defeating Lin Feng was far too simple.
“Hmm.”
Lin Feng sneered, sidestepping to the left and easily avoiding Bai Xuanyang’s strike.
Then, Lin Feng swung his right fist, launching an attack at Bai Xuanyang.
Currently, Lin Feng, though at the Martial Artist Eighth Level, had power due to his cultivation of the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique, reaching “32,000 jins.”
With the operation of the Three Devouring Martial Souls, his power could be pushed to 96,000 jins.
Of course, the most crucial factor was Lin Feng’s physical body, which even surpassed Bai Xuanyang’s.
The Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique Lin Feng cultivated was said to train the physical body of the cultivator beyond even the Ancient Gods and Demons.
This reveals the terrifying nature of the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique.
Lin Feng had dedicatedly practiced for half a year and, while still a cultivator at the Martial Artist Eighth Level, his body rivaled the strength of those in the Martial Master Realm.
His speed, reaction, and perception exceeded those of Bai Xuanyang.
Thus, it was not difficult for Lin Feng to avoid Bai Xuanyang’s attack.
Missing his strike and being counterattacked by Lin Feng, Bai Xuanyang sensed the power of Lin Feng’s punch, his expression subtly changing.
Bai Xuanyang was not a fool; he was a genius. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have joined the Inner Academy or gained so fa there. Right from their first exchange, Bai Xuanyang realized Lin Feng was not as weak as imagined.
Facing Lin Feng’s attack, Bai Xuanyang didn’t et it head-on but quickly retreated, dodging Lin Feng’s strike. He retreated five to six ters with a few agile leaps, looking at Lin Feng with icy eyes, his intent to kill growing more intense.
The spectators were all extrely surprised; wasn’t this battle supposed to be a one-sided crush by Bai Xuanyang? How did Bai Xuanyang suffer a minor setback on the first clash? Was Lin Feng truly so formidable, able to repel Bai Xuanyang?
“Huh, what’s going on here?”
Nalan Feifei from the Falling Moon Branch looked sowhat surprised, and the other top experts in the Inner Academy also focused on the battlefield. This battle seed nothing like they had imagined.
At this mont, Bai Xuanyang’s face looked extrely gloomy. Just now, he had attacked proactively but gained no advantage and was forced to retreat by Lin Feng. For Bai Xuanyang, who was proud and arrogant, this was definitely humiliating. Bai Xuanyang let out a low growl and charged at Lin Feng, punching towards him.
Bai Xuanyang had reached the Great Perfection of the Martial Artist Tenth Level, and being from a wealthy family, his cultivation resources were endless. His power had reached a staggering “65,000 jins,” double that of Lin Feng’s strength.
Bai Xuanyang’s strike unleashed a terrifying 65,000 jins of great power, a strong aura emanating from him. Those students close to the arena felt Bai Xuanyang’s aura, their faces slightly pale.
Strong, so strong.
Many students couldn’t get close, as the powerful aura surrounding Bai Xuanyang forced them to retreat repeatedly.
After retreating more than ten ters from the arena, the oppressive feeling finally eased significantly.
“This Bai Xuanyang’s strength has already broken through to 65,000 jins. It’s no small feat. If he breaks through to the Martial Master Realm, his strength will increase tenfold. Wouldn’t that reach 650,000 jins of great power, far surpassing other Martial Master First Level cultivators?” Liu Mu remarked, sowhat astonished.
“Who knows how many elixirs this guy has consud to raise his strength to 65,000 jins. This is nearly enough to crush any Martial Artist Realm cultivator. Crushing Lin Feng would naturally be no problem.”
Zhao Zixuan said.
Several top experts in the Inner Academy nodded, agreeing quite substantially with Zhao Zixuan’s viewpoint.
Nearby, Senior Sister Xiao Yafei and Gongsun Changge from the Changhe Branch exchanged solemn glances, a hint of worry in their eyes.
Seeing Bai Xuanyang unleash such formidable power, many believed Lin Feng was undoubtedly dood. In the face of such a powerful Bai Xuanyang, he could only be crushed.
Then, just a while ago, Bai Xuanyang’s retreat was seen by everyone as a montary lapse, allowing Lin Feng to exploit it.
Once Bai Xuanyang got serious, Lin Feng would have no chance.
At this mont, Lin Feng moved.
Lin Feng operated the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique, channeling all his strength with it.
His palm was enveloped with the Ancient Dragon Elephant Power.
Lin Feng leaped and charged at Bai Yifei, fearlessly launching a punch.
“Kid, I’ll finish you within three punches.”
A sneer was fixed on Bai Xuanyang’s face.
“I’m afraid you don’t have that skill.” Lin Feng sneered, unafraid.
Bang.
Amid a dull and imnsely loud crashing sound, the entire arena trembled slightly.
Lin Feng and Bai Xuanyang collided fiercely.
As they clashed, Lin Feng felt a terrifying force surge into his body along his arm, attempting to destroy his body’s vitality.
This was Bai Xuanyang’s mighty power infiltrating his body.
“Ancient Dragon Elephant, suppress.”
Lin Feng sneered, operating the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique. The Ancient Dragon Elephant Illusion ford in his dantian let out a long roar skyward, stepping on the void. All the destructive force entering Lin Feng’s body was imdiately dissolved by the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique. In contrast, Bai Xuanyang couldn’t neutralize the terrifying power of Lin Feng’s punch.
Everyone saw Bai Xuanyang get directly blasted away.
Thud!
Bai Xuanyang crashed to the ground, his hair disheveled and in utter disarray.
“How is this possible?”
“This can’t be real.”
“I must be seeing things.”
Countless students shouted in disbelief.
Bai Xuanyang, at the Great Perfection of the Martial Artist Tenth Level, was blown away by Lin Feng with a punch.
This scene seed like sothing out of a dream, making it hard to believe it was real.
“So powerful.” Zhang Qichu among the crowd clenched his fist excitedly at this scene. Just monts before, he had been sweating in anticipation for Lin Feng.
“This…”
The top experts in the Inner Academy, like Liu Mu, Nalan Feifei, and Li Changhao, all displayed stunned expressions.
Clearly, this scene had completely exceeded their expectations.
These people had never thought from the start that Lin Feng could be a match for Bai Xuanyang. Yet, the results were entirely unexpected.
“Great, this Junior Brother Lin truly hides his skills,” Gongsun Changge said excitedly.
“Indeed, indeed, this Junior Brother Lin is usually extrely low-key. Never would I have thought that his strength was so formidable,” Xiao Yafei also smiled.
On the arena, Bai Xuanyang’s face was contorted with rage. When had he ever suffered such humiliation? Bai Xuanyang wished he could hack Lin Feng to pieces to vent the rage in his heart.
“Kid, I want your life.” Bai Xuanyang sneered, leaping toward Lin Feng with a slap of his palm.
“Five Mountains Slash.”
This Five Mountains Slash was a Dark Stage Middle-level Martial Arts technique handed down by the Bai Family. Its power was imnse, a strike mirroring the Powerful Splitting. As a Dark Stage Middle-level Martial Arts, it allowed for formidable challenges beyond one’s level.
Facing Bai Xuanyang’s attack, Lin Feng struck again, once more wrapping his fist with the Ancient Dragon Elephant Power.
Though he didn’t employ any martial arts, the Ancient Dragon Elephant Power was the most noble force, wild and tyrannical, destroying everything.
Boom!
The deafening crash sounded as Lin Feng once more collided fiercely with Bai Xuanyang.
Everyone saw Bai Xuanyang’s body lose control, flying backward like a puppet with its strings cut.
“Wow.”
Bai Xuanyang, in mid-air, spat out a mouthful of blood.
“Heavens, isn’t Lin Feng absolutely terrifying? He actually punched Bai Xuanyang into vomiting blood.”
Countless exclamations echoed across the square.
Many stunned eyes turned to the arena, focusing on the slightly slender, handso young boy there.
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