145 Domineering suppression (1/2)

”8th dueling platform, Feng Lin vs Feng Yue!”

The new combat list had appeared.

Feng Lin walked toward the assigned dueling platform. From the start of the ranking competition to now, sixteen rounds were already held. There were no weaklings among those who remained.

This time, Feng Lin's opponent was another interstellar cultivator with vitality stats over 30. However, despite his muscular physique, he had a face filled with trepidation and solemness when he was facing Feng Lin. He could feel a great pressure from Feng Lin boring down on him.

This was his instinct as a cultivator which allowed him to faintly sense the suppression due to a great disparity in vitality stats. No matter what he did, he couldn't relax.

However, as an interstellar cultivator, how would he shy away from a battle?

Feng Yue directly stared at Feng Lin as he spoke, ”Feng Lin, you are very strong! Unimaginably powerful. However, I will defeat you!”

”Sure.” Feng Lin smiled and nodded. He could sense the vigorous battle intent from this opponent. Only with this would things be interesting!

”Shaking the mountain!”

Feng Yun stomped on the ground as he charged forward, transforming into a blurred shadow that instantly closed in. His fists were like hammers that wanted to crush everything before him.

His punch force broke the air, causing a thunderous boom with an astonishing aura.

Bzz!

The space suddenly trembled. The center of Feng Lin's brows flashed with a silver light as mental energy ripples instantly gushed forth. However, it felt as though it had slammed into a steel board, Feng Lin wasn't able to hypnotize this opponent.

Feng Yue's eyes were still clear. Moreover, his heart contained an unshakable conviction and his will was like iron. This was the reason why it was extremely difficult to shake his mental state.

Things were truly getting more and more interesting!

Feng Lin couldn't help but smile.

Although his mental gene was strengthened to the max, it was after all only a basic-tier gene. The disparity in tier made it tough to affect true interstellar cultivators.

It was only possible if his mental gene evolved into a higher grade spiritual-type gene.

Since the mental hypnosis was unable to work, this meant that other abilities granted by basic genes were also useless.

Seems like I have to reveal some of my true capabilities…

Feng Lin wasn't shocked but was joyful instead. From the start up until now, all of his opponents crumbled before his mental hypnosis. Things were truly too boring.

Now, there was finally an interesting opponent!

But how much excitement would this opponent be able to generate? He would only know after they exchanged blows!

Staring at the ferocious punch of his opponent, Feng Lin didn't mind it at all. One of his hands formed into the shape of a palm as he casually swiped it over.

The skin of his palm had the characteristic of jade, emitting a faint luster of light.

This seemingly ordinary-looking palm struck out with a speed that was not slow and not quick. It was as though it had transformed into a large net that blocked the variations of his opponent's punch. It gave off a calm and immensely wondrous feeling.

Pa!

With a light pat, all the ferocious waves of energy in the air calmed.

Feng Yue's immense strength behind his punch was completely dissipated by this single palm strike.

”Eh?” The demonically handsome young man surveyed Feng Lin's transformation.

Is he finally going to display his true strength?

Hmm, even his body is turning into a jade-like substance. What gene is that?

A body-strengthening type gene? What are his other abilities?

A look of interest appeared on his face as he stared at Feng Lin.

...

”What?” Feng Yue was shocked. How could his punch that incorporated the entirety of his strength was so easily blocked by his opponent?

Since his attack had failed, he naturally desired to retreat.

Feng Lin put on a smile that was not a smile on his face. He reversed his palm and grabbed out, holding on to both Feng Yue's fists, not letting him retreat.

Feng Yue's countenance turned red as he exerted all his strength, doing his best to struggle free.

However, he soon discovered that Feng Lin's strength was extremely startling. His palm was like an iron hoop that tightly locked his both hands, not allowing him to struggle free.