150 Invincible (1/2)

”How can this be?” Exclamations of shock reverberated throughout the arena, accompanied by dumbfounded looks.

Countless clansmen of the Feng Clan were opening their mouths gradually, dropping their jaws, when they saw the scenes of the ranking competition.

It wasn't that they couldn't be calm, but the change to the situation was just too abrupt.

Feng Li, who was renowned for his sharp and ruthless saber arts, had his saber caught bare-handed by Feng Lin and then destroyed.

As for Feng Jinpeng, he was still pretending to be a golden-winged roc in the sky earlier. But now, he was like a dead chicken being grabbed by Feng Lin. He had no more strength to resist.

The top two geniuses were defeated in succession by Feng Lin, just like that.

Could it be that he really had the power to dominate all the other participants single-handedly?

This was not only a possibility. It was an inevitability!

Once Feng Lin rose, he would instantly soar up to the sky. He gave off a feeling of tyranny and invincibility

Feng Jinpeng had a trace of resentment on his face at being grabbed like a dead chicken. He was like a defenseless child.

No matter what, he was the direct grandson of the clan leader, and everyone had always admired and was respectful to him since he was young. His talent was also considered very outstanding, when had he ever suffered such humiliation before?

Soaring Wings of the Golden Roc!

He spread his hands wide, resembling a great roc spreading its wings. After that, he fiercely slammed them toward Feng Lin's chest. The generated wind felt as sharp as blades. They took on the form of feathers and launched toward Feng Lin.

Bang, bang, bang!

In an instant, over ten palm strikes blasted into Feng Lin's chest. However, they seemed to have hit a steel board. Thunderous sounds rang out but Feng Lin wasn't injured.

Feng Lin lowered his head and smiled calmly.

This palm art wasn't bad, but it was completely useless.

Upon seeing Feng Jinpeng's struggle, Feng Lin's hand suddenly flashed, moving toward him.

Feng Jinpeng screamed as his wrists were dislocated. His hands helplessly slumped down and couldn't make any moves any longer.

”Have you had enough yet?” Feng Lin coldly laughed. He walked to the edge of the platform and toss Feng Jinpeng down.

With a scream of misery, Feng Jinpeng was eliminated just like that.

Feng Lin's casual movements in tossing Feng Jinpeng out stunned everyone.

Feng Li and Feng Jinpeng were undoubtedly two of the strongest Feng Clan's geniuses. Both of them had had hopes of becoming the top-ranking supreme genius today, yet they had both lost to Feng Lin.

Since those two couldn't win, there was no need for the other participants to continue dreaming.

As they stared at the terrifying figure on the platform, the one resembling a god or a devil, boundless fear appeared in their hearts.

Feng Lin only gave them a feeling. A single word…'invincible!'

We can't win!

A thought arose in their hearts.

The movements of their hands involuntarily slowed, but they still decided to attack. The energy attacks they sent out continued to blast into Feng Lin's chest, generating sparks.

Feng Lin's shirt was torn and tattered, revealing his streamlined muscles. His body glowed with a faint jade-like color and there were detailed veined lines as though they were made from jade.

He was moving against the energy blast and forcefully walking forward.

Vajra Dragon Claw!

Feng Lin's fingers were like hooks, slashing out and generating streams of wind so powerful that they could tear apart stone and metal.

These people couldn't evade in time and their clothes were sliced through, leaving behind conspicuous bloody wounds on their body.

The Vajra Subduing Devil Fist was an initial-grade low-tier genetic martial arts. However, its might was so much higher than the original version when Feng Lin used it.

After all, the Vajra Gene was just a high-grade primeval gene; thus, the body strengthening effect of the Vajra Gene couldn't be compared to the Stone Monkey Gene.

The claw force sliced apart the air, filling the sky with claw shadows, wanting to tear apart this entire space.

Feng Lin was like a ferocious tiger who had left his mountain. He didn't care about defense. His body's toughness was so high that it completely rendered the attacks of the opponents useless.

In comparison, the bodies of his opponents were too weak. They couldn't even withstand a single claw attack from Feng Lin. Their bodies were filled with scratches as blood dripped from their wounds.

Feng Lin didn't use any flowery moves. He suppressed them completely with pure strength.

”This can't continue on!” The six remaining participants exchanged a mutual glance as their expressions turned ashen.

If they had joined forces with so many here and was blasted down the platform by one person, things would truly be too embarrassing.

Even if they obtained a very high ranking, things would be meaningless.