C264 (1/2)

”It's you!”

Ling Feng stopped and looked at the young man behind him.

”Seems like you took someone else's benefit in exchange for my life. Aren't you afraid of the academy finding out?” Ling Feng sneered.

Ling Feng used the Illusory Dragon Steps and dodged Zhao Kun's attack. At the same time, he shot out like a cheetah towards Zhao Kun's face.

This Flood Dragon Goes to Sea was as fast as lightning, but what surprised Ling Feng was that his fist that was full of confidence only hit the afterimage, and at the same time, Ling Feng felt a fierce wind coming from his right side.

What a fast speed! Ling Feng was shocked, his right hand formed into a palm and blocked Zhao Kun's right fist. At the same time, he threw a flying kick straight at Zhao Kun's temple.

Right now, Ling Feng had already cultivated the Illusory Dragon Steps to the large success stage, and had also reached the small success stage for the Snow Dragon Arts, so his strength was evidently one step closer to that of the Divine Dragon Academy.

Even though there was a gap of one level between him and Zhao Kun, with his high level martial arts, he did not fear Zhao Kun. In fact, he even had the confidence to defeat Zhao Kun here.

Ling Feng's right leg was like a tornado as he rushed towards Zhao Kun. His movement speed was extremely fast, and there was a lot of talk, as he had almost blocked all of Zhao Kun's retreat paths.

However, just as Ling Feng's foot was about to hit Zhao Kun's temple, his body suddenly flew backwards at an unbelievable angle.

”Boom!”

Ling Feng's leg heavily kicked the tree behind Zhao Kun. The tree that was as thick as a bowl was actually cut into two pieces by Ling Feng.

With his foot hitting empty air, Ling Feng's figure turned around. Just as he turned around, Zhao Kun's right hand formed a fist and punched towards Ling Feng's ribs.

Zhao Kun's fist was fast and ruthless. Ling Feng quickly gathered his spirit energy in his palm and welcomed Zhao Kun's fist.

”Bam!”

With a dull thud, Ling Feng was pushed six or seven steps back. A huge wave of pain came from the center of his palm.

”It's actually Spiritual Force!” Ling Feng cursed as he retreated.

A Spirit Severing cultivator could be said to have truly entered the ranks of experts. The peak of a Spirit Transformation cultivator was when one could cultivate spiritual energy, which would allow one's combat strength to increase by a whole level.

However, training Spirit Power not only required one's own effort, but also some fortuitous opportunity. However, with Spirit Force, one could almost defeat an opponent beyond one's level.

Ling Feng's current strength was at the middle stage of the Spirit Severing Stage. Although he had touched the threshold of the high stage of the Spirit Severing Stage, he had not cultivated any Spirit Force.

Facing the much stronger Zhao Kun, Ling Feng still had some strength to fight, but if the opponent had some Spirit Qi, then the situation would be completely different.

Looking at the shocked Ling Feng, a proud expression appeared on Zhao Kun's face, ”Brat, now you should know the direct disparity between us, right? Although you are also very outstanding, it's a pity that you met me. Today, you must die.”

As he spoke, Zhao Kun charged towards Ling Feng again as fast as lightning.

Although Ling Feng knew that he was no match for his opponent, he had nowhere to run. Clenching his teeth, he charged towards Zhao Kun like a bolt of lightning.

This time, Zhao Kun obviously used his real strength. With both palms at the ready, he pounced towards Ling Feng like a dragon that had just left water.

”Falling Dragon Palm!” As Ling Feng dodged the other party's attack, his expression became more and more unsightly.

The Dragon Subduing Palm was a high level martial art from the Divine Dragon Academy. Could it be that his cultivation was very high? He didn't expect Zhao Kun to have mastered the Dragon Subduing Palm.

This palm technique was extremely profound. It took the form of a dragon and split the shadow of a dragon. Its attacks were like the unsheathing of a sharp sword and were as guarded as a flood dragon in the sea.

Although Ling Feng's palm technique was also very strong, with the difference in strength and his opponent's Spirit Qi, Ling Feng was only able to block it. Not long later, he began to sweat more and more profusely.

”Brat, you lack too much. In front of me, you are nothing but trash.” Zhao Kun's face was filled with ridicule and disdain. In his eyes, Ling Feng was nothing more than a toy that he could rip apart easily.

”Go to hell!”

With an explosive shout, Zhao Kun suddenly went around to Ling Feng's side and struck his left rib.