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"Do you dare to challenge me?"
"Who are you?"
Lin Feng, clad in the unified robe of Huo Feng, wore a long black cloak adorned with celestial patterns that exuded an air of dominance. Outside, ten days had passed, but within Wu Pavilion, time seemed to stretch indefinitely. He had no idea what time it was now; he was merely preparing to step out for a meal to satisfy his hunger when he encountered someone looking for trouble.
Wu Shixiong stood in the way of the intruder, facing a crisis that could not be ignored. "You there, don’t act so arrogant! I am Yu Zequan, the Senior Disciple of Huo Feng! This spot belongs to me. You, with your connections, think you can skip the inner sect trials and steal my disciple's position? Give it back!"
Yu Zequan glanced back, his aura radiating confidence and righteous indignation among three hundred Inner Sect Disciples. He showed no fear and shouted defiantly. Meanwhile, Meng Lianxin's sycophants watched the situation unfold, most of them being Half-Step Yuanwu disciples, with a few from Zhenwu Peak.
Despite their decent strength coming from Dong Feng as Half-Step Yuanwu disciples, they witnessed one of Huo Feng's disciples being sent flying with a single punch, leaving them unconscious. This made them wary of Lin Feng’s prowess.
"Stop talking nonsense! This is a decision made by our Master; who are you to question it?" Duan Sanyue remarked, increasingly irritated by Yu Zequan’s arrogance. As a True Martial Mid-Stage disciple at the sixth level, he dared to act so brazenly.
"This is all just a show of force from the inner sect disciples, including those from other peaks," he thought.
"I’ll handle this," Lin Feng said calmly.
As soon as his words fell, he vanished from sight and reappeared before Yu Zequan in an instant. Before Yu Zequan could respond, Lin Feng's eyes glinted with coldness as he grasped his neck with one hand and lifted him off the ground.
Yu Zequan attempted to fight back but was instantly suppressed by Lin Feng’s gaze and overwhelming aura.
"Do you still think you deserve to be a true disciple? Do you really believe I stole your position?"
"Tell me!" Lin Feng's eyes, deep as an abyss and filled with an overwhelming Killing Intent, fixed on Yu Zequan as he coldly questioned him.
This scene shocked everyone, causing them to involuntarily gasp and feel a chill run down their spines. The Heavenly Palace was about to change! A troublemaker had arrived!
This was the thought of some. At that moment, Yu Zequan felt as if his neck could be snapped at any moment, leading to his demise. He trembled in fear, shaking his head vigorously.
"No, I don't deserve this! Please spare me!" Yu Zequan dared not act arrogantly any longer; after all, he had only one life to live.
Behind Yu Zequan, three hundred Inner Sect Disciples were so frightened that they did not dare to speak, retreating one by one, fearing they would also suffer the same fate.
Junior Brother, after all, he is the disciple of our Master. If there's a mistake, let the Master handle it! You just arrived; it’s better not to kill anyone!
Although Duan San did not like Yu Zequan, he still tried to persuade Lin Feng.
"I could easily kill you! But this time I’ll give the Master face—get lost! If there’s a next time, I will execute you!" Lin Feng said coldly, casually tossing Yu Zequan away.
Bang! Yu Zequan crashed to the ground and hurriedly scrambled to his feet in a panic and ran off.
"Sixth Senior Brother!" The three hundred Inner Disciples respectfully greeted Lin Feng.
Lin Feng couldn't be bothered with these opportunistic individuals and instead looked towards the other peaks' direct disciples.
With a playful yet cold expression hanging at the corners of his mouth, he said lightly, "Are you here for Meng Lianxin?"
You are all direct disciples of the major peaks; why are you fawning over a woman who isn’t even that attractive and thinks too highly of herself? Instead of working hard to cultivate and breaking through to the Primordial Martial Realm soon, you waste your days thinking about women—a bunch of useless fools!
Lin Feng's words were harsh, but they were the truth. Yet, how many of these people could truly understand? Just because you managed to win through a sneak attack doesn’t mean you can act with impunity. With over a hundred of us together, your death is certain! What about your useless master? Does he dare to cause us trouble?
Among the hundred or so people, the one who loved Meng Lianxin the most was a Half-Step Yuanwu from Mu Feng. As Lin Feng's words fell, he began to curse loudly. You come to my Huo Feng to stir up trouble and continuously insult me, the Huo Feng Peak Master! For any one of those insults, you would lose an arm. Not everyone thinks they can bully Huo Feng.
Lin Feng sneered, his tone extremely domineering. The aura of the Primordial Martial Realm instantly enveloped the crowd of over a hundred people. Primordial Martial Realm! No wonder he directly broke the norms to become a direct disciple of Huo Feng! The crowd confirmed this and couldn't help but marvel in their hearts.
"Junior Brother, calm down!" At that moment, a young man in a black robe hurriedly flew over, shouting a warning. But it was already too late; Lin Feng moved like lightning and appeared before the Mu Feng Disciple in an instant.
The Mu Feng Disciple had anticipated this and drew his weapon, striking at Lin Feng with the ferocity of a tiger and an overwhelming momentum. "What are you all waiting for? Let’s go together! Can we really be afraid of just one Yuan Wu Yiceng?" he shouted.
However, before the others could react, Lin Feng was even faster. He seized the Mu Feng Disciple's wrist in advance. Crack! With a forceful twist, the Mu Feng Disciple's arm snapped instantly.
Bang! Then Lin Feng kicked out, striking the Mu Feng Disciple's calf. Crack! A scream echoed around as his leg was also broken.
Lin Feng delivered a powerful kick to the chest, sending his opponent flying. With a clean and decisive move, he took down a Half-Step Yuanwu, ruthlessly crippling Mu Feng's direct disciple by breaking both his arms and legs. The remaining onlookers were struck with fear, realizing that despite their numbers, they were not willing to be the first to fall.
"You dare to cripple a Mu Feng Disciple? Mu Feng will never let you go," they whispered among themselves. And what about Dong Feng? Even if you were at the Primordial Martial Realm's first layer, what difference would it make? In the Heavenly Palace, survival depended on connections, you know?
One of the Mu Feng Disciples spoke with indignation. "Junior brother! You've really gotten yourself into trouble now. Both Dong Feng's disciples and Mu Feng's will target you." He glanced at Huo Feng's fourth disciple, who wore a worried expression. He seemed like an honest and straightforward person who didn't want to stir up trouble.
"True Martial Pinnacle Realm! Liu Shidi, this is Huo Feng's Si Shixiong," Duan San stepped forward to remind them.
Lin Feng momentarily ignored him and turned his attention to the remaining crowd, issuing a final ultimatum. "Get back to your own peaks quickly, or don't blame me for being ruthless!" His stern words echoed through the air, instilling fear in everyone present.
Ultimately, they all left in silent agreement. Lin Feng then looked at the disciple and said seriously, "Si Shixiong, don't panic; everything is under control!"
"Please feel free to do as you wish; I’m going to eat," he added nonchalantly. Seeing Lin Feng so composed left the disciple utterly bewildered.
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