1244 Peripheral Disciple (1/2)
Chapter 1244 - Peripheral Disciple
Shi Weinan stared gloomily at Zhao Feng. Earlier, Zhao Feng caused him to lose all face before many worker disciples. After that moment, Shi Weinan began to use his connections with the peripheral disciples so that a peripheral disciple would come and teach Zhao Feng a lesson. By doing this, he could recover his dignity and also intimidate the worker disciples.
The long-faced youth was a peripheral disciple of the Spiritual Race with the cultivation of a Rank One Quasi-God. The other peripheral disciples in the area who had come to see Zhao Feng for themselves saw that the long-faced youth was going to move, so they ceased chattering and prepared to watch the show.
”Today, I'll have you experience the power of a peripheral disciple!” The long-faced youth circulated his Divine Power and transformed into a white light that instantly appeared next to Zhao Feng.
Boom!
As the youth punched, a fist of white Divine Power exploded forth.
”Look, that's Divine Power!”
”A peripheral disciple… how strong!”
The worker disciples couldn't hide the admiration and respect in their eyes as they watched.
Pop! Hisss!
Just when the long-faced youth's fist was about to hit Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng's entire body began to crackle with electricity as he shot to the side.
”Eh? The kid managed the dodge it!” The muscular man was somewhat surprised.
”Heh, that kid has to have some strength if he can dominate the worker disciples!” The green-skinned man next to him gave a sinister chuckle.
In his view, Zhao Feng was probably a Rank One Quasi-God. Unless he possessed some profound movement technique, he would never be able to dodge the long-faced youth's attack.
The long-faced youth, seeing that his first attack did not succeed, immediately continued his assault. Explosions rang out as white rays of light gouged out shallow pits in the crystalline ground.
But none of these attacks were able to hit Zhao Feng.
”Kid, do you only know how to dodge!?” the long-faced youth furiously barked.
As a peripheral disciple, he challenged a worker disciple. If he wasn't able to do anything to this worker disciple, what face would he still have to continue standing among the ranks of the peripheral disciples?
”You want me to stop dodging? Alright.” Zhao Feng's eyes focused.
Rumble!
With a boom, Zhao Feng rushed to the back of the long-faced youth and punched. Caught off guard, the youth was sent flying dozens of feet before crashing into the ground.
The surroundings instantly fell silent. No one had expected for Zhao Feng to defeat this peripheral disciple in a single blow.
”You… you sneak-attacked me!” The long-faced youth went red in the face as he shouted.
It was far too shameful to be defeated in a single blow by a worker disciple, and this was the only excuse he could find.
”That's right, Zhao Feng sneak-attacked him. Otherwise, how could he defeat a peripheral disciple!?” Shi Weinan immediately agreed.
Everyone could see that Zhao Feng was too fast, allowing him to immediately get behind the long-faced youth and defeat him. The crowd gradually came around to this reason.
”Brother Chen, Brother Zhao, let's work together and capture this shameless fellow!” Seeing that the crowd believed his excuse, the long-faced youth immediately requested help from the other peripheral disciples.
Whether or not Zhao Feng had actually sneak-attacked him, the power of that fist was tremendous, so the long-faced youth judged that he was no match for Zhao Feng. However, he needed to defeat Zhao Feng today, no matter what methods he had to resort to!
”Okay.” The green-skinned youth agreed and charged in.
”Hmph! A worker disciple dares to act so brazenly!?” The muscular youth threw his massive girth at Zhao Feng as he shouted.
The two of them were already sick of looking at Zhao Feng. Now that Zhao Feng had defeated the long-faced youth – a peripheral disciple just like them – they were even more displeased.
”Three peripheral disciples are attacking together!” a worker disciple yelped in surprise.
No matter how strong Zhao Feng was, he was probably finished this time.
Some of the nearby peripheral disciples felt this sight to be rather shameful and lowered their heads in preparation to leave. Three peripheral disciples attacking one worker disciple was simply too shameful. In their view, Zhao Feng's defeat was certain, and there was no need to keep watching.
But before they could leave, they heard shrill screams ringing in their ears. To their shock and surprise, these screams seemed to belong to their fellow peripheral disciples.
What they saw was Zhao Feng traveling between the trio like a lightning bolt.
Bang!
With a single punch, the long-faced youth was sent flying backward again. Another punch had the muscular youth eating dirt. The final punch flew forth!
The three peripheral disciples were all knocked to the ground.
At this moment, all the surrounding spectators were frozen to their spots in shock. Even the three peripheral disciples that Zhao Feng just defeated had incredulous looks on their faces.
Two of them were Rank One Quasi-Gods and the other was a Rank One True God. Anyone who could so easily defeat them had to be at least a Rank Two, but how could Zhao Feng possibly be that strong?
While their minds were still reeling, Zhao Feng began to walk toward the long-faced youth.
”No…”
The long-faced youth was ready to say something when Zhao Feng kicked him. He wanted to block, but he was helpless; a weight as heavy as a mountain sent his body flying hundreds of feet.
Zhao Feng then went to the muscular youth and kicked him as well, breaking many of the bones in his body.
Finally, Zhao Feng came to the green-skinned youth.
”You would dare? You would dare injure me? Do you know who my cousin- ah!” The green-skinned spat out a vicious threat at Zhao Feng, but Zhao Feng stomped on his body.
After this stomp, Zhao Feng began to kick him. Only when all the venomous hatred in the youth's eyes vanished did Zhao Feng finally stop.