Chapter 967: Chapter 967: Unbelievably Powerful
Xu Fan murmured to himself.
The Xu Family’s Dark Hall is far stronger than imagined. People like Zi Wu and Yin Hu are already considered elite fighters among the younger generation in the National Martial Arts World.
If it weren’t for encountering a freak like Li Feng, based on their strength, they could easily advance to the national Martial Arts Tournament.
If it weren’t for this year’s divisional selection, full of strange occurrences, like the almost overhauled rules, the tournament would have been held in a traditional ring style as before.
And it would have been a one-on-one elimination system.
In this one-on-one ring-style format, the Xu Family dispatched fifty people to compete under the name of the Yue Family Martial Arts Hall, and in the end, even if they couldn’t sweep the top ten, they would still secure more than half of the spots.
And that was indeed the case.
Even though the opponents used various tricks, they still forcefully passed through the stages, and Xu Family members who reached the final thirty-six accounted for over one-fifth.
By the time the special training ended, their numbers occupied one-third of the quota.
Xu Fan calculated that if it were truly a ring-style elimination advancement, unless incredibly unlucky, they could at least advance more than two or three people.
If not for encountering Hua Wushuang, the foremost in the Grandmaster Realm, the remaining threats would only be from Li Feng, Zhou Jie, and Tie Xuan, and the outcome against them was a toss-up chance.
But the result...
Xu Fan never expected it, thinking that Li Feng, who supposedly had internal injuries, was actually pretending to be weak to prey on the strong. He clearly hid his strength before and didn’t even use all his power in his fight against Hua Wushuang.
After all, Xu Fan was in league with Zi Wu and others and knew their plan was to eliminate Li Feng using this advancement battle.
If they couldn’t kill him, they wanted to cripple him completely.
But reality was a slap in the face.
Zi Wu and the others were completely defeated by Li Feng alone. If he wasn’t grouped separately, he estimated his chance of winning against Li Feng wouldn’t exceed thirty percent.
Xu Fan was contemplating, but his gaze never left the scene below.
Despite Xu Fan having a high opinion of Li Feng’s strength, against the Dark Hall Elder Si Changfeng, Li Feng couldn’t possibly be his match.
Si Changfeng has countless kills under his belt, and in the Xu Family’s Dark Hall, everyone calls him Yama.
If he wants someone dead, they will definitely die.
He never misses his mark.
Because a miss would leave him with only one outcome, like Zi Wu and the others.
Yet, Si Changfeng thrived to become an Elder, which is proof of his terrifying strength.
Even if he dared to compete with Li Feng to see who is superior, in a life-and-death struggle, Xu Fan didn’t think he stood a chance against Li Feng.
But in front of Si Changfeng, Xu Fan didn’t even possess the will to resist.
Facts were just as Xu Fan thought.
Below, in the junkyard.
Li Feng was kicked by Si Changfeng, the impact like a truck crashing into him, sending him flying like a cannonball, four or five meters away before landing.
But the force was yet to be exhausted, and Li Feng dug a trench over a meter long with his feet before stabilizing.
Touching where he was kicked, Li Feng gasped in cold air.
Si Changfeng’s physique was simply beyond the limits of a normal person.
Si Changfeng withdrew his leg, dusted off some ash from it, and looked down at Li Feng with arrogant disdain.
"You can’t possibly be my opponent."
"Don’t look at me being sixty-seven, but my body has been maintained at its peak, almost at the limits of human flesh."
"Even without exerting force, just simply using power, my punch holds tens of thousands of pounds of force."
"And the known strongest boxers, at best, only muster a thousand pounds per punch."
"A tenfold difference."
"You’ve done very well already, being able to stand after taking a kick from me. You can indeed be proud, among the younger generation, you’re standing at the top of the pyramid."
"But, you’re still way off."
Saying so, Si Changfeng suddenly lifted his foot, flipping a knife from the ground, and kicked it straight at Li Feng.
The blade spun through the air, landing right in front of Li Feng.
"Kill yourself."
"At least spare yourself some pain."
Li Feng listened to Si Changfeng’s words, finding it rather ironic as if Si Changfeng was using lines he just said, making Li Feng feel a bit embarrassed.
Li Feng caught his breath and looked up.
"I didn’t expect the Xu Family to have such top fighters like you; I indeed underestimated this Xu Family."
"Just wonder how many fighters like you does the Xu Family have."
Li Feng’s sharp eyes fixed on Si Changfeng.
"Seems like, I really have to take this seriously."
Li Feng took a deep breath, Qi sinking into the Dantian.
Pff.
Silver needles shot out from within Li Feng’s body.
Si Changfeng furrowed his brows, watching the silver needles shoot and land, his face took on a serious look: "Silver Needle Locking Veins."
"You actually sealed your own meridians."
Li Feng lifted his gaze towards Si Changfeng: "As expected, you’re knowledgeable, even knowing about Silver Needle Locking Veins. Just wonder how much strength I’ll need to use to beat you."
With that, an invisible Qi force swirled around Li Feng, lifting the dust from the ground.
This power of True Qi, condensed with murderous hostility, is what Li Feng prefers to call War God Power. When War God Power emits outward, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.
Even standing seven or eight meters away, Si Changfeng could feel the terrifying murderous aura emanating from Li Feng’s body. This brat’s Qi Gang was even denser than what he had accumulated over fifty years of killing.
Is this brat a killing god?
Si Changfeng’s expression suddenly changed, knowing that Silver Needle Locking Veins seals the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, and sealing them creates a chasm between heaven and earth, a qualitative change.
If he actually unseals these Silver Needle Locking Veins, this brat might truly make a comeback.
In that instant, Si Changfeng couldn’t remain calm.
For the murderous intent emanating from Li Feng made him uneasy.
Given that.
Si Changfeng suddenly exerted force beneath his feet, launching himself like an arrow released from a bow, closing the seven or eight meters distance instantly, swinging his leg in mid-air.
The air seemed like a wall, shattered by Si Changfeng’s kick.
The explosive blasting sound echoed continuously.
Watching Si Changfeng unable to hold back and make a move, Li Feng raised his hand to block Si Changfeng’s calf.
Li Feng sneered at the corner of his mouth.
"In the end, you’re just an old sparrow, your murderous aura is indeed heavy; you must have killed many people, but those you’ve killed are likely just ordinary people, not even on par with you."
"Your murderous aura lacks the essence of life-and-death."
"And you dare to contend with me."
"Do you even understand what it means to kill?"
Li Feng coldly taunted Si Changfeng, explaining that killing comes in many forms; slaughtering ordinary people, no matter how many, is still meaningless.
But Li Feng is different, he’s truly battled on the front lines, face to face with life-and-death countless times.
He sealed his meridians with silver needles because the intense hostility clinging to him could terrify the faint-hearted.
That’s why he chose to retreat into seclusion after returning to the country, even attending school.
He needs to refine the hostility within, restraining his murderous nature.