Chapter 616
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"Is that guy crazy? How dare he attack Shuo Ping? "
"Shuo Ping must have been careless. That little brat managed to sneak attack him."
"Shuo Ping is probably going crazy. He was actually trampled on by a new disciple. That's a great humiliation. "
…
Many inner disciples were discussing the matter. Obviously, not many of them believed that Lin Feng had defeated Shuo Ping because he was strong.
That little brat was indeed fast! But being fast didn't mean he was strong! Shuo Ping had been ambushed by a sneak attack!
Most of the inner disciples thought so. They were all watching the battle as if they were waiting to watch a good show.
"Good, hit, hit, hit, hit well!" Tian Zhongdao clenched his fists and shouted excitedly.
He found himself admiring his brother Lin Feng more and more.
That domineering and domineering aura wasn't something that just anyone could possess.
Just think about it, if it was any other new inner court disciple that encountered such a situation today, they would probably be humiliated and leave, right?
But what about his brother Lin Feng? He didn't care if Shuo Ping was an experienced inner disciple or not.
"Little brat, how dare you humiliate me like that! Let go of me if you dare! I can crush you with one hand!" Shuo Ping shouted angrily.
When he looked at Lin Feng, his eyes were filled with killing intent.
Shuo Ping knew that no matter what the result was, he would lose all his face.
It wasn't hard to imagine that soon, news of Shuo Ping being punched by a new inner disciple and being trampled on would spread throughout the inner sect.
At that time, he would become the laughingstock of the inner sect.
"Oh? You can crush me with one hand? Alright, I'll give you a chance. " Lin Feng sneered and kicked Shuo Ping a dozen meters away.
Shuo Ping roared and crawled up from the ground. His face was distorted.
"Is that little brat stupid? He actually let go of Shuo Ping. Even though Shuo Ping isn't that strong, he's still a Martial King of the ninth Celestial Layer. That little brat just joined the inner sect. Does he really think he can defeat Shuo Ping? "
"Yeah, just wait and see. That brat will probably regret it later."
"I can already see the scene of that brat's limbs being crushed."
Many of the Inner Sect disciples were discussing among themselves. They looked at Lin Feng with pity in their eyes. In their opinion, anyone who offended Lin Feng would not have a good ending.
"Brat, I'll let you know the consequences of offending me."
His wrinkled face was filled with murderous intent.
"Break his legs." Shuffling's other two male companions also cried out.
The flirtatious female disciple, Chu Nan, sneered and said, "Make this brat kneel on the ground and kowtow to apologize."
Chu Nan and the others naturally believed that Zhou Ping could easily take care of Lin Feng. It was not difficult at all.
…
Boom!
Shuo Ping attacked. He quickly rushed towards Lin Feng and punched out at Lin Feng.
Shuo Ping used the Myriad Beast Frenzied Dragon Fist, which was a secret technique passed down from ancient times.
It was also one of the benefits of the Blue Cloud Sect's Inner Sect disciples.
Lin Feng had also received the Myriad Beast Dragon Fist when he had first joined the Inner Sect.
However, Lin Feng had not practiced it yet.
The Ten Thousand Beast Frenzied Dragon Fist was extremely powerful. When he punched, a destructive Qi emerged in the air, engulfing the earth and sky. It was moving straight towards Lin Feng. That kind of power was astonishing.
The faint image of a ferocious beast condensed behind Shuo Ping. That ferocious beast bared its fangs and brandished its claws. Its roar shook the sky.
That ferocious beast looked like a dragon, but it also looked like a flood dragon.
"It looks like a flood dragon, but also like a dragon … Damn, Shuo Ping has already mastered the Myriad Beast Dragon Fist."
Many people cried out in alarm.
Once this Ten Thousand Beasts Mad Dragon Fist was cultivated to the Great Accomplishment Realm, it would be extremely terrifying.
It was said that one punch could easily kill a ferocious beast.
"That brat won't be killed by Shuo Ping's punch, right?"
Many disciples cried out in alarm.
In their opinion, Lin Feng would not be able to block Shuo Ping's Myriad Beast Dragon Fist.
Chu Nan and the others sneered as they looked at Lin Feng.
They could already see Lin Feng being killed by Shuo Ping's punch.
The Myriad Beast Dragon Fist was about to strike.
Lin Feng's body was about to explode.
At that moment, everyone saw Lin Feng move.
He only took a step to the left.
Shuo Ping's Myriad Beast Dragon Fist hit nothing but air.
"It can't be, right?"
"That brat is so lucky?"
Many people looked as if they had seen a ghost.
No one had expected this to happen.
Lin Feng had actually dodged Shuo Ping's Myriad Beast Dragon Fist.
Shun Ping's pupils contracted violently. He wanted to retreat quickly, but in the next moment, Shun Ping felt a terrifying force slamming into his abdomen.
Intense pain engulfed his entire body.
Shuo Ping was blown dozens of meters away by Lin Feng's punch.
Thump!
Shuo Ping fell to the ground.
Wah!
Shuo Ping coughed up a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper.
"Demon spirit!"
Zhou Ping endured the intense pain and roared. Black mist surged out of his dantian, and within the black mist, an Evil Demon appeared.
"Shuo Ping is furious. He's even using his demon spirit!"
"What a terrifying demon spirit! Shuo Ping's fate will be miserable if he angers him."
Many people were staring at Lin Feng and Shuo Ping.
Many people thought that the battle was about to end. Lin Feng had been lucky enough to dodge Shuo Ping's Myriad Beast Dragon Fist. He had even punched Shuo Ping, but luck would not always be with him. When Shuo Ping used his Myriad Beast Dragon Fist, Lin Feng's luck would run out and the battle would be over.
But at that moment, everybody saw Lin Feng take a step forward. A terrifying Qi emerged from Lin Feng's body.
That aura directly enveloped Shu Ping.
Shuo Ping, who was about to use his demon spirit to kill Lin Feng, felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His demon spirit immediately dispersed and he was oppressed by Lin Feng's Qi. With a thump, he knelt on the ground.
"What a terrifying Qi!"
"Shuo Ping kicked an iron plate!"
"He's too strong! That little boy was probably hiding his cultivation level. He's probably a cultivator of the tenth Celestial Layer!"
Many people were astonished when they saw Shuo Ping kneeling on the ground because of Lin Feng's Qi. They realized that they had made a grave mistake. Lin Feng had defeated Shuo Ping twice not because of luck, but because he was too strong.
The man in front of them was like a god or a demon. Many people were staring at Lin Feng in astonishment.
"Let me ask you, do you accept your defeat?"
Lin Feng looked at Shu Ping, who was kneeling on the ground.
When Shuo Ping and Lin Feng's eyes met, Shuo Ping felt his soul tremble. He was terrified. What kind of terrifying cultivator had he offended?
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