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Chapter 26

Words:2425Update:22/06/29 10:49:35

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The raging flames were as dense as rain, and they smashed over like meteors.

Feng Lin stood at his original location, not moving at all. It was as though he had been scared silly by this meteor shower.

The sea of flames instantly engulfed Feng Lin, causing him to disappear from sight.

"Oh no, this kid is going to be burned to death!"

"Zhao Kai is worthy of being an existence second only to Klot among us. His Blazing Meteor Fist is still as ferocious as ever!"

"This brat's mouth is so tough, but I didn't expect him to be so weak!"



The lackeys started to clamor, as if they wanted the world to be in chaos.

When Klot noticed this, he immediately frowned.

This guy suddenly rose up and was ranked third in the overall ranking of the illusory martial pagoda. He didn't expect his strength to be so weak.

How did he get such a good result when he was so weak?

Could it be that the A.I. of the Martial Dao Pagoda would also make a mistake?

"Zhao Kai, pay attention! Don't burn him! "he warned with a frown.

"Young master Klot, don't worry! I knew what I was doing. This little flame would at most burn his skin into charcoal. With the current medical technology, he could be cured in a matter of minutes. If I don't make him suffer a big loss, this brat won't obediently obey! "Zhao Kai grinned hideously.

Klot also nodded when he heard this, feeling that it made sense.

In any case, he had money. When the time came, as long as this person was not burned to ashes, he would be able to save him. It was good to let this person suffer a loss, lest he did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.

"You want to make me suffer? Your fists aren't good, but you're dreaming! "A sneer suddenly rang out.

"What?" someone cried out in alarm.

Boom!

That huge ball of flames suddenly exploded from the center. Feng Lin slowly walked out, completely unscathed. There were no signs of him being burnt at all.

"How is this possible? You're actually completely fine? "Zhao Kai was shocked. He had attacked with his full strength, but he hadn't even injured a single hair on this brat's head! How could he accept this?

"You talk too much!" Feng Lin shook his head.

The other party had already made a move, so why should he be polite?

It would be impolite not to reciprocate!

It just so happened that he had finished drinking the Green God Type-3 nutrient fluid earlier. He had nowhere to channel his energy, so he moved his limbs and allowed himself to digest it.

Feng Lin stepped on the eight trigrams and used the Eight Trigrams Roaming Body Palm to rapidly approach, leaving behind many afterimages.

At the same time, he punched out with both of his fists aggressively.

They came with ill intentions!

Zhao Kai also rushed forward to meet the attack head-on.

Burning the wilderness!

His entire body was engulfed in raging flames, turning him into a flaming man.

If an ordinary person were to face such a raging fire, they would definitely be filled with fear.

However, Feng Lin wasn't an ordinary person. His skin had a jade-like texture to it, isolating him from the heat.

His fist was like a drum of thunder. He did not retreat in the slightest as he collided head-on with Zhao Kai.

"What?" The instant the two fists collided, Zhao Kai's expression changed drastically. He felt as if his fists had struck a stone pillar. It was unshakable, and he felt intense pain in his fingers.

Puff!

The flames were all extinguished by Feng Lin's fist, and a powerful force blasted Zhao Kai three meters away.

In a single move, it was clear who was superior.

"Too weak!" Feng Lin shook his head. He didn't hold back and chased after him.

Eight Extremities Fist!

Tai Chi does not go out for ten years, Ba Ji kills people in a year.

Feng Lin suddenly unleashed a set of extremely ferocious ancient martial arts from Earth. He used his fists and legs, elbows, swords, knees … Every part of his body became a weapon, and his attacks were like the tides, not stopping at all.

Zhao Kai was struck repeatedly, and he had no chance to retaliate at all. His body was on the verge of collapse.

His flames that had always been successful couldn't injure Feng Lin at all. They were all extinguished.

"What? Zhao Kai is actually being suppressed? "

"Didn't they say that this brat only has a vitality of 1.5? To think that he is actually so powerful!"

"Unbelievable!"



A series of exclamations rang out. Not only was Zhao Kai taken aback, even Klot and the lackeys beside him felt that this was unbelievable.

Zhao Kai wasn't a weakling. His vitality was 2.2, and he had also awakened the Flame Gene and Metal Gene. Once he unleashed his attacks, his fist arts would be extraordinary, and he was truly talented.

Zhao Kai was an expert among experts. His Blazing Meteor Fist was very famous in the whole school. The moves were fierce and fierce. Not to mention people with a vitality of 1.5, even an outstanding student with a vitality of 2.0 would not be able to withstand it and would obediently be defeated.

But now, he was being suppressed like this. This was simply unimaginable.

"Damn it!" Zhao Kai's attack missed again, and he was the one who suffered a heavy punch instead. Killing intent gushed forth from him, and he was about to unleash his killer move, going all out.

Although he wasn't ranked highly in the entire school, he had always been the number one in his class, and no one could shake his position.

But this time around, after the illusory martial pagoda, everything changed.

This brat Feng Lin actually jumped all the way to the third position. Not only did he suppress the majority of the geniuses in the school, but he also left him far behind.

How could he endure this?

He could even sense that the attitude of his head teacher had changed this time around.

If this continued on, his position would be greatly affected.

His position as the number one in the class would be given to this brat.

He wouldn't allow a bumpkin to climb on top of his head. Hence, he told Young Master Klot about this, wanting to borrow Klot's power to squeeze out all of Feng Lin's secrets.

But now, he was actually being suppressed by Feng Lin.

"Damn it!" Zhao Kai howled in rage. His expression contorted as he abruptly changed his attack.

Golden Bell Iron Skin Technique!

His body trembled as a ferocious aura gushed forth. His entire body turned dark brown, and he was like an iron man.

"Metal Gene!" Feng Lin's heart stirred.

This gene could control metal.

This Zhao Kai had always been arrogant and felt that no one in the class could threaten him. He always liked to flaunt his abilities in class.

Feng Lin had heard of this Golden Bell Iron Skin Technique before. This was a type of cultivation art that required the use of the Metal Gene. It could control the metal ions in one's body and gather them together, forming an incomparably sturdy metal shell on the surface of one's skin.

Vajra Carries the Cauldron!

However, Feng Lin wasn't weak at all. His fist technique changed again, and he used the Vajra Subduing Devil Fist to clash head-on.

Bang, bang, bang!

Their fists collided, and the sound of metal colliding could be heard.

One was the Metal Gene, and the other was the Stonebirth Gene.

Two types of body-strengthening genes clashed head-on. The scene was bloody and violent, causing the hearts of the spectators to palpitate.

Feng Lin advanced triumphantly, advancing step by step.

As for Zhao Kai, he kept on retreating.

Actually, the Flame Gene and Metal Gene were both high-grade genes among the basic genes. Their grades were far above the Stonebirth Gene. However, in a head-on clash, the flames were extinguished, and the Iron Skin Technique was on the verge of collapsing.

There was no other reason for the current situation. It was because Zhao Kai was too weak.

He only had vitality, but it was all due to the accumulation of nutrients. His genes weren't strengthened enough, which was why he appeared so weak.

Vajra Herculean Palm!

Feng Lin slapped out with a single palm, bringing about a frenzied gale that gushed forth, sweeping Zhao Kai away.

Too weak!

Although he knew that if he defeated Zhao Kai, he would be the number one in the class, there was no joy in winning against such a weak opponent.

Feng Lin wasn't satisfied yet. He kept on shaking his head and suddenly shouted coldly to the others, "All of you, come at me together!"

"Arrogant!"

"Do you think that you are invincible just because you defeated Zhao Kai?"

"Courting death!"



These lackeys had always been tyrannical in the school. When had they ever been ignored like this? They were all shocked and enraged.

"You guys talk too much nonsense!" Feng Lin couldn't bear to see them shooting their mouths. He actually took the initiative to rush up, fighting them all alone.

Those who came had ill intentions, and those who came with good intentions wouldn't come!

This group of people were aggressive, clearly not prepared to let him off.

Since that was the case, he had to cut the Gordian knot!

Feng Lin didn't have the mood to tangle with them.

In a battle between cultivators, strength was everything.

No matter how good one's mouth was, it wouldn't cause one to lose a piece of flesh.

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