Lin Feng defeating Ye Wushang is probably unlikely!
In the stands.
A young master turned his head towards Qing Jue, who had just been defeated by Lin Feng with a single move, wearing a faint smile, and asked, "Do you think Lin Feng can defeat Ye Wushang?"
Qing Jue bit her lip and was silent for a while before she retorted with a question of her own, "You seem to have quite a high opinion of this Lin Feng. Is he famous or sothing?"
The young master smiled lightly, "He’s not too bad. He’s rather low-key, as for his strength, in my view."
"Unbeatable at the sa level!"
Unbeatable?
Qing Jue’s eyes flickered slightly. She knew that soone of his status wouldn’t speak nonsense or praise soone without cause, especially because his own strength was very formidable. It was just that because he was very low-key and had a special identity, not many people were aware of his reputation.
But now, he had given another youth such high praise.
How could this be?
There are always people beyond people, heavens beyond the sky; who dares to claim invincibility at the sa level?
Even the powerful Sixth Prince would probably not dare to declare himself unbeatable at his level, right?
Qing Jue shook her head slightly. Clearly, she thought he was overestimating Lin Feng.
On the battle platform.
Ye Wushang had a white folding fan in his hand, the leaves of which were all sharp blades.
Imdiately, Ye Wushang gave Lin Feng a cold smile and said, "I’m going to make a move now!"
Lin Feng’s expression remained calm as he said, "Co at !"
Whoosh!
In the next mont, Ye Wushang’s figure suddenly disappeared, as fast as if he were a specter.
Swoosh!
A cold light suddenly flashed, like lightning, aiming for Lin Feng’s neck.
Ye Wushang’s strike was incredibly fast; even an average Great Martial Master Seventh Layer Martial Artist would find it hard to avoid and would be killed instantly!
But Ye Wushang’s opponent was Lin Feng!
The Lin Feng of today was much more powerful than when he first arrived at Divine Wind Camp.
Lin Feng tilted his head slightly and avoided the attack.
Ye Wushang’s first strike was ineffective, and his figure vanished again.
The next mont.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
A total of five images of Ye Wushang appeared, attacking Lin Feng from five different directions.
Among these five images, only one was the real body; the rest were all illusions.
The movent technique Ye Wushang cultivated was called the Light Smoke Illusion Shadow Step, a Level Two Upper Grade Cultivation Technique, which he had already mastered to the Great Achievent Realm. It was imnsely powerful.
"The movent technique is indeed decent!"
Lin Feng chuckled and added, "However, I don’t have ti to play with you. It’s ti for you to step down!"
As soon as his words fell, Lin Feng moved. For the first ti in over forty battles, he moved.
Whoosh!
Leaving behind an afterimage, Lin Feng’s form was like the wind, like lightning, lunging at one of the images of Ye Wushang.
Ye Wushang’s Light Smoke Illusion Shadow Step, in front of Lin Feng, was like a child’s play, and he had nowhere to hide.
Boom!
A punch tore through the air, and the void instantly split, trembling continuously.
Bang!
Without any surprises, Ye Wushang followed in the footsteps of the sturdy Iron Tower, flying out of the battle platform.
The crowd watching the fight fell completely silent.
Even Ye Wushang was easily defeated!
This young man’s strength, among his peers, had reached an inconceivable level!
"Your movent technique is so powerful?"
After landing off the stage, Ye Wushang was filled with shock, unable to help but exclaim.
Lin Feng stood on the stage and glanced at the other party, saying, "No matter how strong the movent technique is, it is futile in the face of absolute strength!"
After speaking, Lin Feng no longer looked at the other party, quietly standing on the stage, continuing to wait for challenges from others.
What Lin Feng said was not without reason.
Absolute strength is the most important, of course, the movent technique is also a kind of strength; if one’s strength is not strong enough, a powerful movent technique can indeed enhance a lot of strength.
Although Lin Feng’s movent technique was strong, against opponents who were not very fast, he had never relied on his movent technique to win; he won through strength, absolute strength!
After defeating Ye Wushang, Lin Feng has won forty-four consecutive battles.
The Martial Arts Arena did not send anyone else to obstruct Lin Feng.
They also saw that Lin Feng’s combat power was heavens-defying, only to wait until after fifty battles before sending soone to stop him.
Subsequently, people continued to co up to challenge Lin Feng. Even though many people admitted they were no match for Lin Feng, seeing his overwhelming strength, they also really wanted to compete with him.
One battle after another.
Very quickly, Lin Feng won fifty consecutive battles!
Winning fifty consecutive battles was incredibly easy for Lin Feng, with no suspense at all!
Boom!
After Lin Feng’s fiftieth battle victory, the stands imdiately erupted into an uproar.
"Amazing! He actually achieved a streak of fifty consecutive victories!"
"It’s been a year, for an entire year no one has been able to win fifty consecutive battles, it’s unexpected that today there would be another one!"
"I’m really looking forward to the scene after fifty battles when he fights across levels."
The clamor on the stands reached the sky, with endless discussions, and even attracted martial artists from other areas of the stands.
At this ti, Lin Feng chose to continue another day.
It was possible to rest while fighting in this place. After all, people are not made of iron and can’t possibly fight endlessly day and night. As long as one finishes the remaining battles within the stipulated ti, it would not count as forfeiting.
"Lin Feng."
At this point, Qing Jue from the stands walked down.
Lin Feng rembered him, as most of the people who dared to challenge him on the stage were rugged fellows. It was rare to see such a delicate woman.
Lin Feng glanced at the silent young master accompanying her, giving Lin Feng a very strange feeling, as if the other party knew him.
But upon careful thought, Lin Feng realized that he did not rember who the other party was, having no impression whatsoever.
"What do you two want with ?"
Lin Feng glanced at them and asked.
"Lin Feng, this is Young Master Luo, a personage from the Imperial City, with no ill intentions, just thinking of making your acquaintance, to beco friends," Qing Jue said.
"Mr. Lin’s thods just now have earned my utmost admiration. Frankly speaking, I like to make good connections and befriend people from all over the world. In fact, Young Master Luo and Mr. Lin are both from Divine Wind Camp. I wonder if Mr. Lin would be willing to regard highly?"
Young Master Luo said with a smile while holding his fists.
Lin Feng looked at the other party in surprise, also from Divine Wind Camp?
But why hadn’t Lin Feng ever heard or even seen him?
Lin Feng realized that the other party had no ill intentions. As the saying goes, having more friends ans more paths, and having more enemies ans more walls; we do not slap a smiling face.
"You flatter , Young Master Luo. Should I assu your strength to be impressive, given your deep and unfathomable aura?"
Lin Feng said with a smile.
"Haha, not at all. Since Mr. Lin has finished fighting, why not join for so food and drink in the Imperial City? All expenses will be on !"
Young Master Luo said generously.
"Since that’s the case, it would be rude of to refuse."
Lin Feng said.
Then, Lin Feng and Luo Qianfan together went to the managent desk of the fifth zone.
"Young friend, this is your reward for the fifty consecutive victories!"
At the managent desk, the Manager who had left before looked at Lin Feng with a complex expression and handed Lin Feng a Storage Bag.
Lin Feng opened it to check and saw that it was all Low Grade Spirit Stones. He roughly counted, and there were more than six thousand, nearly seven thousand altogether.
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