Chapter 1651: Profound Heart Violet Eyes
The sparring arena was supposed to be a place for battle.
Instead, it had become a one-sided public beating.
Within everyone's sight, Ling Feng continuously transformed into lightning and flashed across the stage.
Every time he appeared, another slap followed.
Then he vanished again in a burst of thunder, leaving Liu Donglin's body stiffened by the lightning before another slap crashed across his face.
The entire arena echoed endlessly with thunderous rumbles and the sound of slaps.
As for Liu Donglin, he looked completely dazed, almost like an idiot whose mind had gone blank. He stood there motionless while Ling Feng slapped him over and over without pause.
After enduring more than a dozen consecutive slaps, both sides of his face had already become a mangled mess of flesh and blood.
Blood splattered everywhere.
Even his facial features had become difficult to distinguish.
Ling Feng had practically beaten him until he no longer looked human.
Hiss!
All the spectators sucked in cold breaths.
Ling Feng's methods were truly ruthless.
Especially for the disciples of Dongling Immortal Pool, they had long heard rumors of Ling Feng's "glorious deeds" back when he was still in the outer sect.
This guy had practically climbed his way upward by stepping on the "corpses" of countless senior brothers.
Anyone who offended him always ended up miserably.
He was practically a living calamity within Dongling Immortal Pool.
Although he seemed to have restrained himself somewhat after entering the inner sect, the moment his true nature resurfaced, everyone immediately recalled the terror and shadows he once cast over the sect.
"That surnamed Liu brat really picked the wrong person to provoke this time."
Within the crowd, Chu Tiange shook his head with a bitter smile.
Back during their time in the Hall of War, he and Ling Feng often carried out missions together. He had personally witnessed Ling Feng treating several veteran Great Emperors of the Hall of War like dead dogs and swinging them around mercilessly.
There truly was nothing under heaven that Ling Feng did not dare to do.
The disciples who had once carried out missions together with Ling Feng all nodded in agreement.
Falling into Ling Feng's hands was the kind of thing that made people regret ever crawling out of their mother's womb.
Slap!
After the final slap, Ling Feng retreated elegantly ten zhang away and stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze cold and detached.
"How is it? Your face looked a little crooked, so I helped straighten it out for you. It's symmetrical now. No need to thank me. It's only natural that I help out."
Ling Feng lightly shook the blood off his palm and spoke with complete calmness.
"I... I'll kill you..."
Liu Donglin's body could barely remain standing anymore. Blood streamed down his face and dripped continuously onto the ground.
"You can barely stand upright, yet you still want to kill me?"
A faint smile curved across Ling Feng's lips as he casually blew a breath in Liu Donglin's direction.
Boom!
Liu Donglin's body instantly collapsed backward like a toppled mountain, crashing heavily onto the ground.
Even so, he still stared stubbornly at Ling Feng. Through his mangled and bloody mouth, he forced out several hateful words.
"I... haven't... lost..."
"You exhausted all your strength and still couldn't even touch a corner of my robe. Honestly, I don't know where you found the confidence to say you haven't lost. What are you trying to do? Use your face to break my hand?"
Ling Feng sneered coldly at Liu Donglin lying on the ground without the slightest trace of pity or sympathy.
"I have to admit, that's quite an imaginative strategy."
"Pwah!"
Liu Donglin spat out another mouthful of blood from pure rage.
Losing the fight was one thing.
Now he could not even win an argument!
It was infuriating beyond belief!
What he did not know was that Ling Feng's sharp tongue had inherited the Despicable Donkey's full legacy. If anyone actually tried competing with Ling Feng in verbal sparring, even ten Liu Donglins would end up dying from anger.
Pfft!
Tuoba Yan could not help bursting into laughter.
After not seeing him for a year, Ling Feng's venomous tongue had only grown sharper.
Soon after, the disciples of Dongling Immortal Pool all erupted into loud laughter as well.
This time, every bit of frustration they had been holding in was finally vented completely.
Refreshing!
Incredibly refreshing!
Even Yue Huaqing could not help shaking her head with a bitter smile.
Back when she first met Ling Feng, his ability to infuriate people with words had nearly driven her mad too.
Still, this man truly was interesting.
And unbelievably powerful.
At this point, even she felt a faint sense of inferiority.
After all, despite Liu Donglin's young age, his strength was absolutely not weak.
As for Wang Qian and Yuan Huaji, both of their expressions had become increasingly solemn.
Originally, the situation had been entirely favorable for Yunluo Sacred Land, with them gaining the upper hand from the very start.
But the moment Ling Feng appeared, he completely turned Liu Donglin into a helpless punching bag.
Even Ye Changge secretly felt fortunate.
Thankfully, they had tested Ling Feng ahead of time today. If they had truly treated him like an ordinary Extreme First Stage Human Emperor during the Sunset Heaven Selection, then underestimating him might very well lead to a miserable death.
Although Liu Donglin probably could not even survive three moves against Ye Changge, Ling Feng's displayed strength was already enough to move him.
After all, Ye Changge might be arrogant and overbearing, but he was still the ninth-ranked participant from the previous Sunset Heaven Selection. After another decade of bitter cultivation, his strength had already reached the highest tier beneath the absolute top experts.
At that moment, the purple-eyed girl beside him suddenly spoke.
"Senior Brother Ye, who is this person?"
Ye Changge stared at Ling Feng before slowly shaking his head.
"He seems to be called Ling Feng. This is my first time seeing him as well. I originally thought he was just some filler newcomer, but now... perhaps his strength already surpasses Murong Bai."
"Ling Feng..."
A strange glint flashed through the purple-eyed girl's violet pupils.
"Senior Brother Ye, pay special attention to this Ling Feng. The feeling he gives me is not weaker than Ye Ting."
"What?"
Ye Changge was completely stunned.
"Junior Sister Zhaoyan, are you sure you're not mistaken?"
How strong was Ye Ting?
Among the younger generation disciples of Dongling Immortal Pool, Ye Ting had already become the unquestioned number one. Defeating Ye Changge himself would not even require a second move.
And now she was saying Ling Feng was not weaker than Ye Ting?
No matter how he thought about it, he found that impossible to believe.
Yet because those words came from Zi Zhaoyan, hesitation still appeared in his heart.
Zi Zhaoyan possessed the gifted ability known as the Profound Heart Violet Eyes. As long as she observed someone fighting, her judgment was almost never wrong.
"I don't know. Maybe it's just a feeling."
Zi Zhaoyan slowly shook her head.
There seemed to be some special power surrounding Ling Feng that interfered with her Profound Heart Violet Eyes, preventing her from fully seeing through him.
"It must just be a mistake."
Ye Changge shook his head.
"Still, this brat definitely cannot be ignored."
...
At that moment, the disciples of Yunluo Sacred Land finally snapped out of their daze and hurried onto the stage to examine Liu Donglin's injuries.
The condition inside his body was an utter mess. His internal organs had suffered severe damage.
At this rate, let alone participating in the Sunset Heaven Selection, whether he could even stand tomorrow was already uncertain.
Even with Yunluo Sacred Land's sacred healing medicines, full recovery would probably require more than seven days.
And seven days was already an optimistic estimate.
Yuan Huaji's face darkened with fury as he glared viciously at Ling Feng.
"This was only a sparring match! Yet you actually struck with such cruelty?"
Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back and replied indifferently,
"Cruel? Some people simply lack the strength to win, yet after losing, they blame others for hitting too hard?"
"You... you...!"
Lying on the ground, Liu Donglin nearly exploded from rage.
Those words were exactly what he had mocked Helian Xiao with earlier.
Now the exact same words had been returned to him without changing a single sentence.
The irony was absolutely merciless.
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