Chapter 149 (1/2)

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149 – Who Dares To Fight Me

When Cookson saw this, he became so angry that he started trembling, his eyes spurted endless flames of rage, and a killing intent surged inside him.

Lacci’s eyes flickered with a vicious radiance, he licked his lips, and killing intent flashed past his complexion: “He knows how to talk big! This Yang Feng is truly crazy, interesting!”

Kashmor snorted coldly, and then said in disdain: “He’s just a hype man.”

Cobham’s eyes flashed with a touch of a pensive glint and he gave a slight smile without any trace of anger: “Interesting. That’s Steel City’s sole successor? I’m looking forward to see your hand.”

The blond-haired and blue-eyed Dietrich had a slender figure and looked exceedingly beautiful, she creased her eyebrows as she thought within: “He wants to face us all? What is this? Even Turandot Subcontinent’s most remarkable geniuses wouldn’t pick a fight with so many geniuses of the same rank, not to mention that he has only the strength of a level-1 Warlock.

But he doesn’t seem to be an idiot, so what gives him the confidence to be so arrogant?”

Jenny glared coldly at Yang Feng, as if looking at a corpse: “Such an arrogant fool. Wait until my spear pierces through your body, then you’ll know the gap between us, you good-for-nothing.”

The crowd of geniuses ridiculed by Yang Feng, part of it glared back at him, and part of it was very calm, as if they were bystanders.

Sitting on the small dais, Carolina was also slightly stirred upon hearing Yang Feng’s request. For the past many years, this was the first time that someone so domineeringly challenged other Warlock geniuses. Such a person was either a madman or an extraordinary genius. She had overseen the Warlock convention for many years, the repet.i.tiveness of it made her slightly fatigued.

All of a sudden, Cordelia said with a sweet smile: “Big sister Carolina, since Yang Feng want’s to challenge the other geniuses at the same time, then he must have some cards up his sleeve. Why don’t we just agree to his request? Anyway, the purpose of the Warlock convention is to pick Turandot Subcontinent’s most outstanding young geniuses. If he can defeat all the other geniuses, then he’ll be Turandot Subcontinent’s number one genius in the true sense of the term, and perhaps even the strongest young genius in all of Turandot Subcontinent’s history.”

When Dephilia heard this, her face twitched slightly, and she cursed within: “Him being the strongest young genius in all of Turandot Subcontinent’s history, yeah right. He’s but a contemptible and shameless little thief.”

Carolina said with a meaningful smile: “In spite of everything, I’ll make and exception this once and agree to your request. Yang Feng, you can only simultaneously fight against those that agree to your challenge. However, I believe that no genius here would decline your challenge.”

“Many thanks, You Holiness!” Yang Feng bowed slightly towards Carolina in salute, then turned around and looked down at the geniuses from all over Turandot Subcontinent down below. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile full of self-confidence: “I, Yang Feng from Steel City, challenge every one of you! Fight me if you dare! Those that don’t dare to fight me are but spineless good-for-nothings!”

Following this remark, an uproar erupted down below.

“Kill him!!”

“Go up and kill him!!”

“Hurry up and finish that good-for-nothing Yang Feng!”

“Finish him!!”

”…”

The audience seated in the grand arena erupted with heaven-shaking jeers. The countless spectators who had placed bets on Yang Feng’s defeat, all of them issuing resounding cries, looking forward to see the scene of Yang Feng being finished on the stage.

“Yang Feng, you’re just too stupid! No matter how many cards you have up your sleeve, my spear will still pierce trough you and make you regret your stupidity!”

Battle G.o.ddess Jenny of the South was dressed in a black secret treasure armor, a spear in her hand. With a light bound, she landed on the stage. She stared at Yang Feng, her beautiful eyes br.i.m.m.i.n.g with cold glints, and like a leopard about to pounce on its pray, she said chilly.

Kashmor jumped onto the stage, erupted with the terrifying life force of a level-2 Warlock, and said: “Yang Feng, once a good-for-nothing, always a good-for-nothing. Even if your uncle used countless precious resources to push you to the level-1 Warlock rank, but you’re still a good-for-nothing at your core. You good-for-nothing, I don’t require any help to finish you off!”

Ever since Yang Feng had sent back the corpse of Scarlet Hands Blitz’s nephew, the relations.h.i.+p between Warlock College Antalya and Steel City had suddenly turned for the worst. Even tough both side were still friendly on the surface, but in fact, both regarded the other as an enemy.

Lacci’s figure shook, and he landed on the stage, before silently glaring at Yang Feng.

Cobham sighed somewhat regretfully: “It’s a pity Yang Feng, I’d rather had a fair fight against you. But now it looks like I won’t the chance to do that. However, ganging up on others isn’t my style, so I won’t raise my hand against you while you fight with the others.”

Dietrich also landed on the stage, and then silently stood to the side as she calmly observed Yang Feng who had his hands behind his back and loftily faced the countless geniuses.