Chapter 1650: Crack! Slap!
"Damn it!"
The moment Liu Donglin saw the leg technique Ling Feng was using, a nameless fury erupted within his chest.
Doing it once was one thing, but now it was obvious that Ling Feng was intentionally using the techniques of people Liu Donglin had already defeated just to humiliate him in return and restore Dongling Immortal Pool's honor.
"In your dreams! Do you really think I'll fall for the same trick twice? Get crushed!"
In Liu Donglin's eyes, the only reason he had been forced back earlier by Ling Feng's Heaven-Overlord Fist was because he had underestimated his opponent.
But this time, he no longer held back.
He directly unleashed ninety percent of his strength.
There was no way Ling Feng could withstand him now!
Chi!
Liu Donglin sneered confidently. The moment this move came out, victory should already be guaranteed.
Yet in the next instant, the smile on his face froze completely.
Almost immediately, Liu Donglin was beaten until he coughed up blood by the Thousand-Army Annihilation Leg Art that Ling Feng had copied through the Eye of the Emperor.
Gulp.
Xu Ming swallowed hard before turning toward Helian Xiao.
"Senior Brother Helian... did you teach him this leg technique?"
"No..."
Helian Xiao felt his throat go dry as well.
"This is the secret art of the Helian Clan. How could I casually pass it on to someone else? Wait..."
Suddenly, Helian Xiao seemed to realize something and immediately stared at Xu Ming.
"Don't tell me the Heaven-Overlord Fist wasn't taught to him by you either?"
"I barely even interact with Junior Brother Ling in private. How could I possibly teach him Heaven-Overlord Fist?"
Xu Ming laughed bitterly.
"Looking at things now, it seems our horizons were simply too narrow. Maybe Ling Feng already knew both of these martial skills from the start. Now he's just using them to defeat Liu Donglin and vent some anger on our behalf."
"Yeah..."
Helian Xiao nodded slowly.
Judging from the way Ling Feng used Thousand-Army Annihilation Leg Art, he looked like someone who had practiced it for decades.
Perhaps there were other people in the world besides the Helian Clan who knew the technique.
That was the only explanation he could come up with.
Because if he learned that Ling Feng had mastered the leg art after seeing it only once, he would probably begin questioning his entire life.
No.
He would definitely question his entire life.
"Damn you!"
Liu Donglin spat out another mouthful of blood, yet he still refused to accept defeat. With a violent flip, he sprang back to his feet and charged toward Ling Feng again.
Slap!
Without warning, a vicious slap landed across his face.
Clear.
Crisp.
Loud enough to echo throughout the entire arena.
Right in front of all the geniuses from the three sacred lands, Ling Feng ruthlessly slapped Liu Donglin across the face.
A bright red handprint instantly appeared on the face that had once been filled with arrogance and pride.
It was glaringly obvious.
The disciples of Dongling Immortal Pool froze briefly before excitement surged through them.
That slap felt amazing!
It was satisfying beyond words!
Helian Xiao and Xu Ming were both stunned once again.
Just how strong was Ling Feng?
This was not a close fight at all.
He was completely crushing Liu Donglin!
Didn't that mean Ling Feng could easily crush the two of them as well?
For the first time, Ye Changge truly looked at Ling Feng seriously. A trace of gravity appeared in his eyes.
"I really underestimated him."
At that moment, he finally understood why women like Tuoba Yan and Fairy Qingping, peerless heavenly beauties who stood at the pinnacle of the continent, willingly remained by Ling Feng's side.
There was definitely something extraordinary about him.
Meanwhile, the purple-eyed young girl beside Ye Changge stared fixedly at Ling Feng.
Clearly, the strength Ling Feng displayed had already caught her attention.
On Yunluo Sacred Land's side, both Wang Qian and Yuan Huaji inhaled deeply, their expressions becoming increasingly solemn.
As for Yue Huaqing, her beautiful eyes shimmered with disbelief.
"Whether it's speed, strength, or even his state of mind, he has already become a top-tier genius. What exactly has this man experienced over the past year?"
She could hardly believe it.
Just a little over a year ago, Ling Feng had still been a tiny rookie she could casually crush with a single finger.
"Junior Brother Liu, admit defeat and come back!"
Wang Qian frowned deeply.
Ling Feng publicly slapping Liu Donglin was obviously retaliation, but Liu Donglin's earlier behavior had not been much better.
The two of them were equally ruthless.
It would be better to stop things here before their hatred deepened any further.
If he had known this would happen, he never would have allowed Liu Donglin to fight Ling Feng in the first place.
Liu Donglin slowly regained his senses and touched his swollen, burning cheek. No matter what, he could not accept that he had actually been slapped in public.
"You... you actually dared to slap me?"
Liu Donglin had always been overwhelmingly prideful. To be slapped across the face like this was humiliation beyond bearing.
He completely ignored Wang Qian's angry shout.
At this moment, only one thought remained in his mind.
Kill this brat!
"Heavenly Stars Shaken Apart!"
Liu Donglin attacked once more in a frenzy of rage.
Ling Feng's expression remained calm. Lightning spread across his body as he activated Divine Thunder Avatar, transforming into a bolt of lightning that vanished instantly.
Liu Donglin's terrifying attack struck nothing but empty air.
In the next moment, a white figure materialized amidst crackling lightning.
Then another slap landed squarely across Liu Donglin's right cheek.
Slap!
The crisp sound echoed throughout the entire manor, ringing clearly in the ears of every genius present.
"AHHH! I'LL KILL YOU! IF YOU HAVE GUTS, STOP DODGING!"
After receiving another slap, Liu Donglin completely lost control. His pride shattered as rage consumed him entirely, leaving him looking almost insane.
Crackle!
Lightning flashed again.
Ling Feng activated Divine Thunder Avatar once more and instantly appeared beside him before delivering another slap.
After three consecutive slaps, half of Liu Donglin's face had already been beaten into a bloody mess.
Crackle!
Slap!
Crackle!
Slap!
Crackle!
Slap!
...
From that point onward, nearly every flash of lightning was followed by another ruthless slap across Liu Donglin's face.
Before long, nearly all of his teeth had been knocked out by Ling Feng. Blood sprayed from his mouth as he cursed incoherently through swollen lips, yet no matter how hard he tried, he could not even touch the corner of Ling Feng's shadow.
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