C273 (2/2)

Rui En crashed onto the ground like a gigantic wall, fainting on the spot.

After knocking Rui En out, Ling Feng stared coldly at Zhao Kun at his side and made a beckoning gesture, ”Have you seen enough? It's your turn.”

Although it had only been a day, he already had the ability to fight with Zhao Kun.

The Heavenly Thunder Palm that he had just comprehended, along with his Devouring and self-healing abilities, were all his assets. With just these, he was already in an invincible position, and now he was determined to kill Zhao Kun here.

”Brat, I won't give you another chance to escape today. This is the place of your death.” Zhao Kun said coldly.

Ling Feng laughed coldly and said: ”You want to kill me? ”I'm just afraid that you guys don't have the ability to do so. This is a law-based society, and no one is allowed to control the legal system with one hand. It is also impossible for your Zhao Family.”

Zhao Kun's facial muscles twitched as he looked at him with hatred in his eyes, ”Really? Today, I'll show you how I can cover the sky with one hand.”

As he spoke, he gave Zhao Kun a look and made a gesture to cut the grass from its roots.

Zhao Kun slowly walked towards Ling Feng, his body emitting dense amounts of spirit energy.

”Ling Feng, at this time, you are courting death, you can't blame me for this.” Zhao Kun sneered as he raised his palm.

His body slightly bent, and a faint yellow aura quickly condensed in his palm.

An ice-cold killing intent instantly enveloped the entire hall, and many people trembled in fear.

But Ling Feng who was in the middle of the aura did not care about it at all, he extended his hand and twisted the handcuffs on Zhou Bingyu and the flower sister's wrists.

”You guys hide behind the scenes for now. Leave this place to me.” Ling Feng said with a smile.

Zhou Bingyu and Hua Ru nodded and hid behind the scenes. However, the two did not leave as they stared nervously at the stage.

The spirit energy in Zhao Kun's palm became denser and denser until it finally gave out a faint dragon cry.

Suddenly, Zhao Kun charged towards Ling Feng like a bolt of lightning and an aura of destruction enveloped Ling Feng in an instant.

”Dragon Subduing Fist!” Ling Feng could not help but be shocked.

The Dragon Subduing Fist was a martial art that only the top echelons of the Divine Dragon Academy had the chance to learn. He didn't expect Zhao Kun to actually learn this martial art.

This Dragon Subduing Fist was known for its speed and ruthlessness. Every move was as fast as lightning and it went straight for the vitals. The moment it was struck, one would lose their life. It could be said to be extremely lethal.

Ling Feng did not dare delay, he stared straight at the image that was rushing at him like lightning. Although it looked to be an ordinary punch, Ling Feng knew that there were myriad of changes in the fist technique, if he were to clash directly with it, he would definitely suffer a huge loss.

With a tap of his feet, Ling Feng quickly retreated. However, Zhao Kun's palm technique was just like a shadow, and he had already dodged several times, but with a flip of his palm, Ling Feng was once again caught in a dangerous situation.

Very quickly, Ling Feng was forced into a dead end, his body already touching the wall behind him.

Zhao Kun's punch was fast and fierce, it emitted a feeling of destruction, causing Ling Feng to not dare to neglect it, and his body suddenly twisted.

”Bam!”

Zhao Kun's fist actually embedded itself deep into the wall behind Ling Feng. But after a moment of pause, Zhao Kun's fist pierced through the wall and landed directly on Ling Feng's temple.

Ling Feng anxiously raised his right elbow to block, his fist colliding with the elbow, causing Ling Feng to feel a sharp pain, his body was also forced back a few steps by the punch.

Before Ling Feng could even regain his balance, Zhao Kun's attack had arrived once again. Facing the unstoppable force of the fist, Ling Feng did not dare to clash head on with it and instead retreated backwards, dodging Zhao Kun's fist that was seemingly impossible to accomplish.

However, before Ling Feng could even raise his head, Zhao Kun's fist had already struck towards Ling Feng's lower body. His center of gravity was already on his upper body, and the lower gates of the city were wide open.

The fight between the two had just begun, and they had already entered the white-hot stage. Everyone present was shocked beyond belief.

The Elders present were all covered in cold sweat. They knew that if they were the ones fighting Zhao Kun, they might have already fallen to the ground after a single move.

Towards this young man, their hearts were all filled with shock, and many of them rejoiced that they did not impulsively provoke Ling Feng just now.

At this time, Zhou Bingyu and Hua Ru were both nervously staring at the arena, they knew that their lives were in Ling Feng's hands, and the two of them had already made up their minds that if Ling Feng lost to them, they would immediately die, and wouldn't be humiliated by this group of dirty people.

”Bam!”

Zhao Kun's fist heavily smashed into the ground, causing a corner of the stage to directly collapse.

However, Ling Feng actually used a backflip to dodge Zhao Kun's ferocious attack. Despite that, Ling Feng's elbow still faintly hurt, obviously the ribs from earlier on was broken.

Ling Feng anxiously used the green energy body to heal the wound, and soon, the pain from the wound on his ribs slowly disappeared.

Taking the chance that Zhao Kun did not continue to attack, Ling Feng quickly reached into his pocket and took the energy from a piece of jade in his pocket.

Zhao Kun looked coldly at Ling Feng, a cold smile plastered across his face: ”How is it, your shoulder is hurting, right? ”Rest assured, I will torture you until you die a painful death.”