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Chapter 82

Words:2547Update:22/06/29 10:49:47

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The seemingly ordinary pair of palms slammed down, but it harnessed the might of a myriad of weapons. Palms, fingers, hammers … All sorts of weapon techniques were fused together, creating a profound sight.

Feng Lin felt that no matter how he changed his moves, he would always be enveloped by his opponent's palm force. He wouldn't be able to dodge it even if he wanted to.

Bang!

That pair of palms seemed slow but were actually very fast. They collided with Feng Lin's fist, and then with a light push, the violent fist force dissipated into nothingness. Like the spring breeze and rain, there was no longer any sound.

The serpent-person caught a breather and immediately fled far away, not daring to get any closer.

Amidst the tide-like attacks just now, he felt suffocated, as if death was about to befall him. Even his heart was clenched.

However, Feng Lin didn't continue to give chase. Instead, his eyes were fixed on a figure that suddenly appeared before him. This figure was dressed in a large ancient robe that covered his entire body from head to toe. He was dressed like a typical Martian. His figure was skinny, but he exuded an unshakable aura that was as immovable as a mountain.

Feng Lin could faintly sense danger from him.

"Young man, forgive and forget whenever possible! Why do you have to be so ruthless? "The long-robed man spoke with a tone of an elder reprimanding a junior.

Feng Lin frowned, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

After beating up the young one, the old one came?

He laughed coldly. "Why didn't you appear when this person tried to kill you? Are you trying to be the good guy now?"

"He just approached you unintentionally and was frightened by you. He panicked for a moment and attacked a little too heavily. That's understandable! Young man, you are already an interstellar cultivator. Why must you lower yourself to the level of a cultivator apprentice? " The long-robed man chuckled, not taking what had happened earlier to heart in the slightest. It was as if it was something insignificant.

"Do you believe it yourself?" Feng Lin coldly mocked and shook his head. He couldn't be bothered to listen to such twisted logic anymore. He felt like vomiting after hearing such pompous words.

Since you guys are on the same side, why do you have to talk so much nonsense?

There was only one reply Feng Lin gave him …

If you want to fight, then I'll fight!

Diamond Dragon Claw!

His fingers bent into a dragon claw and slashed down with a resounding dragon roar.

Feng Lin's silhouette flashed over, moving so fast that it was like there was no shadow. He grabbed toward the throat of his opponent.

If this attack managed to grab hold of him, even if he was made of iron, his windpipe would still be ripped out!

That long-robed man had a look of astonishment on his face. He didn't expect that Feng Lin would be so decisive and ruthless, wanting to kill him the moment he acted.

Feng Lin coldly laughed. They were enemies to begin with, so what was the point of wasting words? He was going to take advantage of the situation and take his life!

The long-robed man's reaction was also extremely fast. Facing this sudden claw, he changed his technique. His palm turned into a finger and pierced through the air.

"Chi!"

His finger pierced through the air, like a divine sword. The sharpness of the sword pierced through the air, colliding with Feng Lin's claw force. The resulting shockwaves were all blown away.

Feng Lin felt an intense pain in his palm as though he had been stung by a poisonous bee. He instinctively retracted his hand. There was a red dot on his palm. It wasn't broken, but his nerves felt a piercing pain.

However, the long-robed man wasn't in a good state either. He didn't expect Feng Lin's claws to be so tough. His fingers felt as though they had pierced through metal, and his bones were about to shatter.

"Again!" Feng Lin let out a deep bellow and lunged over again. His moves changed again.

Diamond Strength Palm!

His palm was like a saber, slashing down ruthlessly with the force of a gigantic ax.

The long-robed man's expression turned heavy. He knew how powerful this move was. He changed his stance again. His hands clenched into fists and punched out like a hammer from a deity.

His fist collided with Feng Lin's palm. Both of their bodies swayed for a moment. They were evenly matched.

However, Feng Lin didn't retreat but advanced instead. His entire person was like a golden mountain or a jade pillar that was toppling over.

Eight Extremes Fist, Mountain Reliance!

The long-robed man only felt as though he had slammed into an impenetrable wall. His entire person was flung through the air, and his entire shoulder felt like it had been shattered.

Regardless of strength or physique, he was at an absolute disadvantage.

After gaining the initiative, Feng Lin didn't show any mercy. He punched and kicked, like a ferocious tiger, unleashing a torrential barrage of attacks.

The long-robed man only felt that his surroundings were filled with fist shadows. He was in an extremely miserable state.

"What? Even the captain isn't a match for this person? He's completely suppressed! " That snake-human finally managed to break free from Feng Lin's demonic grasp. When he regained his senses and saw the one-sided situation, his face was filled with disbelief.

In his heart, the long-robed man had always been a powerful existence that very few people could match up to. He never thought that he would be at a disadvantage in just one exchange. Moreover, his opponent was such a young boy. This was hard for him to accept.

Demon Subduing Vajra Staff!

Feng Lin clenched his fist like a giant pestle and smashed it down ruthlessly with a force that could split apart mountains. His aura was majestic and oppressive.

The man clasped his hands together again and raised them high. It was as if Pan Gu was supporting the heavens with his hands.

Boom!

The two violent forces collided head-on.

The long-robed man's expression changed drastically. He felt a force as heavy as Mount Tai crashing down on him, wanting to crush him into pieces.

Kacha!

He could barely withstand the force, but the ground beneath his feet could not.

The long-robed man's feet sunk deep into the ground.

"Not good!" The man didn't expect Feng Lin's strength to be so ferocious. He was instantly suppressed and fell into a disadvantageous situation.

His legs sank into the ground and he was unable to dodge. The situation was dire.

Just as he was about to take off and leave.

However, how could Feng Lin be willing to give the other party any breathing space?

Bang, bang, bang!

His fists were like thunder. Each punch caused the air to whistle, causing one's scalp to turn numb.

His fists were like great hammers smashing down with immense force.

However, the long-robed man's attacks were extremely exquisite, above Feng Lin's.

His hands were like a giant shield, blocking in front of him, tightly protecting his entire body, not leaving any openings, showing his extraordinary martial arts skills.

Feng Lin's attacks were blocked one by one, but he still couldn't break through that heavy turtle shell.

However, Feng Lin wasn't someone to be trifled with. His attacks were easy to block, but the force behind them was solid. It wasn't so easy to endure.

Absolute strength triumphed over everything.

Although the long-robed man's attacks were exquisite, his body was like a nail being smashed by a great hammer, sinking deeper and deeper into the ground.

Boom!

Another punch smashed down.

The long-robed man's entire body sank into the ground, vanishing from sight.

"It's your turn next!" After subduing this man, Feng Lin turned his gaze toward the snake-shadow. His eyes were filled with killing intent.

The snake-shadow had been watching this scene from the side. It was filled with fear and kept on retreating.

Feng Lin wanted to force his way over.

Boom!

All of a sudden, the sound of an explosion rang out.

Feng Lin turned his head and only saw a torch rising up from the ground. A human figure stood within it, radiating towering flames that brought forth rolling heatwaves.

Such intense flames weren't something an apprentice could produce. This person was undoubtedly an interstellar cultivator!

"Let's end things here!" The long-robed man spoke in a condescending manner. It was like after using this fire-type ability, his confidence had multiplied, as though everything was under his control.

"Good timing!" Feng Lin wasn't shocked. Instead, he felt joy as he lunged over.

That person laughed arrogantly. He was an interstellar cultivator and had awakened a high-grade primeval gene, the Sea of Fire Gene. Ordinary people wouldn't be a match for him.

This young man was so young, yet he had already become an interstellar cultivator. Although his talent was extraordinary, how powerful could his methods be?

The long-robed man flicked his fingers, forming a myriad of hand gestures that were extremely beautiful. Numerous balls of flames shot out, resembling shooting stars, fireballs, fire rings …

The flames had different shapes and forms, forming a blazing sea of fire that instantly engulfed Feng Lin.

That person had a complacent smile on his face, but at the next instant, his smile stiffened.

A human figure slowly walked out from the flames. Other than his clothes being charred, he was completely unharmed.

Vajra Grand Capture!

Feng Lin's eyes were filled with rage as his claws grabbed out, unleashing an incomparably ferocious attack. Although his opponent's moves were exquisite, he was still completely suppressed.

The ferocious claw force caused the long-robed man to retreat repeatedly.

Feng Lin also knew that this person was an interstellar cultivator. Hence, his attacks became even more ferocious.

This was the first time he fought against an interstellar cultivator. Such combat experience was extremely hard to come by. The most important thing was that this person's ability was countered by him. Feng Lin had absolute confidence in winning. Every time he attacked, he would gain valuable combat experience.

The more Feng Lin fought, the more carefree he felt. His moves changed continuously like flowing water, completely suppressing his opponent.

That long-robed man felt as though he was about to go crazy. He involuntarily spoke in a heavy voice, "We are not mortal enemies. What would it take for you to stop? "

This was a rare opportunity.

By fighting against interstellar cultivators, he would be able to quickly ascertain his true combat strength. Feng Lin naturally wouldn't give up on this sparring partner. His reply was a hearty laugh.

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