Chapter 700: Breaking Through! (1/2)
The atmosphere was stifling. Everybody was astonished. Lin Feng was only five meters away from the venom pond and continued slipping towards it. Everybody was covered in cold sweat. Fu Su Rong smiled resplendently at his coming victory.
Phwap!
Lin Feng ground his teeth, bent down and then jumped towards the stake. He grabbed it to avoid falling down. However, when he grabbed the stake, it started tilting. Luckily, at the last second, Lin Feng managed to push it back and put it back in its place. Lin Feng managed to hang onto the stake. He was more scared than hurt.
Fu Su Rong looked at him even more ferociously and ground his teeth before throwing another punch. Lin Feng was stalling, and didn’t release primal chaos Qi either, because his main body was really going to break through soon.
However, since the beginning of the battle, he had already been wounded a dozen times. Even though he was more scared than hurt, it was getting more and more dangerous. Fu Su Rong had a tremendous advantage.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YOU’RE SO WEAK, LIN FENG! IS THAT REALLY YOU?” shouted Fu Su Rong eagerly. He found Lin Feng miserable and so weak at this moment.
Fu Su Rong continued laughing mockingly, and kept punching Lin Feng. Each time he punched him, Lin Feng was injured again. In the past, Fu Su Rong had never had the opportunity, so he enjoyed it now.
Lin Feng’s heart burned. Fu Su Rong had already punched him a hundred times. Lin Feng kept coughing blood. His meridians were about to explode. He ground his teeth and endured the pain…
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In his spirit world, Lin Feng’s real body was still seated at the foot of the Chinese parasol tree. He seemed completely calm and serene, save that his face was red, and white vapor appeared each time he exhaled. The primal chaos Qi flowed through his veins quickly and his Qi became more and more powerful.
There was an explosion, and his spirit world trembled. In a small hut in his spirit world, a woman gazed into the distance. She was beautiful, but her eyes were filled with loneliness.
“Will you ever think about yourself?” a woman behind her sighed. She smiled and tried to cheer the other woman up, but the latter seemed disappointed.
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Lin Feng had the impression his Qi was going to explode, so he threw a punch. It felt as if his spirit world were going to explode, but he controlled himself. He didn’t dare act recklessly.
Lin Feng had finally broken through and understood the Thunderbolt Tao skill which the Primal Chaos Thunderbolt Battle Boots contained.
Lin Feng’s smile stiffened. His clone was riddled with gaping wounds, and his Qi was extremely weak. He wouldn’t be able to hang on much longer.
“ARGH! You’ve been causing trouble for too long, Fu Su Rong! Now, I’ll show you!” shouted Lin Feng’s real body hoarsely. He now had the strength of the medium-level Supreme God layer!
Lin Feng’s clone was severely injured and still hanging on the stake. His veins were already splitting. He looked miserable. His hair was messy and his face was extremely pale.
Fu Su Rong looked at Lin Feng disdainfully. He was convinced he could kill him now, but he also found it strange because the battle had been extremely easy.
He wanted to humiliate Lin Feng even more!
He wanted to Lin Feng to suffer!
He wanted Lin Feng to kneel down and beg for mercy. Haha!
Thinking about that, Fu Su Rong looked at Lin Feng icily and flew towards him.
He reached out his hand and grabbed Lin Feng by the collar, then threw him away. Lin Feng stopped in midair. Fu Su Rong’s eyes were filled with a mixture of confidence and hatred.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with you today, you are so weak. However, your life is in my hands. How do you feel? Devastated? Humiliated? Desperate?
“Heehee! You’re devastated, right? You feel soiled and humiliated, huh? You’re angry too?
“Haha! It’s so awesome! I feel so good! After so many ups and downs, finally, your life is in my hands!” said Fu Su Rong, lifting Lin Feng’s clone and laughing ferociously. He looked terrifying.
Was Lin Feng really going to die?
The disciples of Zi Dian Mountain had never seen Lin Feng before, but they all knew Lin Feng was one of their Young Master’s sworn enemies. They also knew that during their previous battles, their Young Master hadn’t won so easily, so it was normal for him to be proud. He had managed to humiliate Lin Feng so easily this time!
Lin Feng’s clone looked at Fu Su Rong angrily, but he was relieved inside. He had succeeded. His real body could take over from now on!
“Fu Su Rong, do you really think my life is in your hands?” a voice asked suddenly. Fu Su Rong was astonished. He looked at the Lin Feng in his hand, who was on the verge of death; had he really said that?
Fu Su Rong saw a dark shadow. He looked in the direction of the iron stake again, but Jiang Xuan was gone already! A man in black clothes was holding Jiang Xuan in his arms. He had his back turned.