The scene grew more intense. The Peng Clan Leader was grinding his teeth in fury, itching to jump in himself.
But with Feng Jinchuan still standing idle, he felt it would be unseemly for him to make a move. He could only grit his teeth and maintain his dignity as a Clan Leader, though in truth, every fiber of his being was screaming to attack.
Especially after seeing Feng Youming beat his family mbers into such a pathetic state, he was desperate to charge in, face him head-on, and reclaim so dignity for his clan.
The Peng Clan Leader cracked his knuckles, itching for a fight.
Feng Jinchuan took it all in, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
’Feng Youming still hasn’t made a serious move. Is he just venting, or...?’
His expression shifted. ’Since he won’t make a move on his own, I’ll just have to give him a little push.’
His expression changed. A scimitar, gleaming with a cold light, suddenly appeared in his hand. The next mont, he hurled it toward the mbers of the Peng Family, entering the fray.
Seeing this, the Peng Clan Leader froze for a mont. His brow furrowed almost imperceptibly as confusion welled up inside him.
’What is Feng Jinchuan up to?’
’Why is he attacking the others instead of ?’
’It makes no sense!’
’Is he looking down on ?’
The Peng Clan Leader’s face darkened as his temper flared. His gaze snapped to "Feng Youming."
’Fine, just fine. One arrogant bastard after another. Do they really think the Peng Family is a pushover?’
’I have to teach them a lesson.’
The Peng Clan Leader’s expression turned grim. He suddenly raised his hand and struck out at "Feng Youming."
His people were being beaten so badly they were crying out in pain. He couldn’t stand by any longer.
A fierce palm strike, saturated with a dense tal-attribute aura, shot forward. In mid-air, it suddenly transford into countless golden arrows that all flew toward "Feng Youming."
Song Wanning sensed the danger, and her expression sank.
’Not good!’
’Soone’s attacking .’
’Dammit, I thought it was every man for himself! Why is soone else jumping in now?’
She swept the area with her Divine Sense. When she saw Feng Jinchuan had joined the fray, Song Wanning imdiately let out a curse. "FUCK—"
’Feng Jinchuan!!!’
’That devious bastard! What a brilliant sche!’
But the danger was imminent, and she had no choice but to react.
’But if I use a Spell, I’ll definitely be exposed...’
Almost instinctively, Song Wanning shot into the air, dodging rapidly to the side.
’Taking it head-on is impossible right now, but I can use a movent technique to evade. Feng Youming has a wind-attribute Spirit Root and is known for his exceptional movent technique, so it would be perfectly logical for "him" to use one.’
So she executed a new movent technique recently acquired from her inheritance, her body blurring into a streak that was nearly impossible to see.
Just as the force of the palm strike swept by, she grazed past it. The wind scraped against her face, making it sting, but thankfully, she was tough enough that it left no mark.
The mont she dodged, Song Wanning appeared like a phantom directly behind the Peng Clan Leader and threw a heavy fist at his back.
"You son of a bitch! You call yourself honorable, sneak attacking like that? I’m going to fucking wreck you!!!"
"You’ve gone too far!"
The Peng Clan Leader sensed the abnormality behind him and imdiately spun around, raising an arm to block.
Veins bulged on his solid arm, a clear testant to his imnse physical strength.
"BAM—"
As her fist t his arm, the impact sent a numbing shock through the web of Song Wanning’s hand. But she gritted her teeth and bore the pain, swinging her other fist to strike again.
Her face was flushed, her expression twisted in "rage."
"You bastard, you’ve gone too far! And you call yourself the Peng Family Patriarch? It’s because a piece of shit like you is in charge that Peng Yu dared to pull his shaless stunts!"
"I’m here to beat so sense into an irresponsible Clan Leader like you!"
"Take that for sneak attacking ! And that for trying to hit !"
"You clearly don’t know who you’re ssing with, do you? You’re not walking away from this unless you kill first..."
She cursed as she fought, raining insults down on him and his entire family tree.
The mbers of the Peng Family were furious enough to spit blood, but the Feng Family mbers were all grinning from ear to ear, barely restraining themselves from cheering for "Feng Youming."
’He deserves it!’
’A guy like that deserves to be cursed out!’
"Feng Youming, do you really think I won’t put you in your place?"
The Peng Clan Leader’s ears were burning from the verbal abuse. His face was as black as thunder, and he wished he could tear "Feng Youming" limb from limb.
"Let’s see what you’ve really got! You think you can beat ?"
"Let’s see who beats who into a pulp first!"
’Her taunts were working perfectly.’ In his fury, the Peng Clan Leader completely forgot about using Spells and just started trading blows with her.
’From what she rembered, the Peng Clan Leader loved physical brawls. He had even deliberately built up his physique to show off his strength.’
’So this tactic was guaranteed to work on him.’
The Peng Clan Leader and "Feng Youming" were locked in a chaotic brawl.
The man who had been getting pumled earlier finally had a chance to breathe. He stared daggers at "Feng Youming," his eyes full of venom.
His physical injuries weren’t severe, but his dignity had been utterly shattered, trampled into dust.
’That bastard Feng Youming has the gall to say our Clan Leader went too far? He should take a good look in the mirror himself.’
He rubbed his bruised and swollen face, wanting to charge in and seize the opportunity to take down Feng Youming. Now that his Spiritual Energy flow wasn’t being disrupted, he could use his Spells.
But before he could move, the Peng Clan Leader shot him a sharp glare. "Go help the others! I don’t need you here!"
The stern command put an imdiate stop to his plan.
The Peng Clan Leader didn’t want to be accused of using numbers to bully a single opponent, so he refused to let him join the fight.
The man was speechless for a mont, but he could only swallow his anger and turn his attack toward the others.
The tide of battle had turned so quickly; all of this had unfolded in just a few short minutes.
Feng Jinchuan watched the Peng Clan Leader get tangled in a brawl with "Feng Youming," a flicker of exasperation in his eyes.
’The Peng Clan Leader is infamous for his love of brawling. I had hoped he would help force ’Feng Youming’ to use his Spells, but I never expected this outco.’
’What a useless oaf!’
A sarcastic smirk played on Feng Jinchuan’s lips.
’It’s better that he’s a bit stupid. At least he won’t get in the way of the Feng Family’s plans later on.’
’None of these families can dream of riding the Feng Family’s coattails, much less competing for the Dragon Vein.’
A vicious thought crossed his mind. Feng Jinchuan decided that for caution’s sake, he still needed to confirm Feng Youming’s identity as soon as possible.
’The matter of the Dragon Vein is too important. I can’t afford to take any chances.’
’Initially, he had considered testing ’Feng Youming’ himself, but he had no justifiable reason to do so, and it would easily stir up dissatisfaction among the elders.’
’After all, he himself had dispatched Feng Youming on a mission, which he had completed successfully. He hadn’t just been out fooling around.’
’Furthermore, if it turned out there was nothing wrong with Feng Youming, my actions would alienate the man, who would never submit to my authority again.’
’Besides, with that blockhead’s impulsive nature, who knew when he might cause trouble for in the future.’
’No matter how I looked at it, it was a bad idea.’
’At this critical juncture, I absolutely cannot allow anything to disrupt the clan’s unity. Otherwise, how would I keep the other families in line once we’re outside?’
’But I really don’t want to let this opportunity slip by.’
He scanned his surroundings, making sure none of the Feng Family were watching him. ’Fine,’ Feng Jinchuan decided, ’I’ll just have to fish in these troubled waters myself.’
A vicious glint flashed in his eyes again as he surreptitiously flicked his wrist.
The next instant, an invisible Golden Needle shot out without a sound.
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