Chapter 968: Chapter 968: Eruption
Si Changfeng listened to Li Feng’s mockery, and felt utterly embarrassed.
How could he, a dignified Grandmaster with countless kills, be schooled by a youngster?
"Old man doesn’t know how to kill?"
"When I was killing, you weren’t even born."
Si Changfeng’s eyes flickered, and a beam of cold light shot from his sleeve, aiming straight at Li Feng.
Li Feng raised his hand, pinching the sword blade with two fingers, and had no choice but to let go of Si Changfeng’s calf, retreating to relieve the force.
Si Changfeng looked at Li Feng coldly.
"Youngster, aren’t you afraid of the wind cutting your tongue, daring to teach an old man how to kill?"
Li Feng snorted, without any useless chatter, raised his hand with a surgical knife flying between his fingers, stepped forward, and the knife slashed directly at Si Changfeng’s wrist artery.
Si Changfeng’s eyes narrowed, and he had to release the sword caught by Li Feng, retreating backwards.
"Finger Knife."
"Heh, didn’t expect you to know the stolen technique."
Si Changfeng sneered coldly, this kind of low Nine Streams trick, he looked down upon it, his aura suddenly surged again, a wave of energy rushed towards Li Feng.
"Then let me show you real terror."
After speaking, Si Changfeng’s muscles tightened, his bones emitted cracking sounds once more: "Hmph, Body Refinement Perfect Realm, body impervious to blades and spears, a mere Finger Knife trying to harm me."
Si Changfeng stomped his foot on the ground, exerting strength from below.
His arms whistled like two short clubs, smashing towards Li Feng.
Li Feng flicked his finger when he saw this, the surgical knife broke through the air, but was directly blocked by Si Changfeng’s arm.
Hiss.
Li Feng took a slight breath of cold air.
This surgical knife was specifically for operations, made from an alloy sharp enough to easily slice through alligator skin.
As for human skin, it was as easy as cutting hair.
But on Si Changfeng’s arm, it only penetrated a tip, without even a drop of blood oozing out.
"Hmph."
"How dare you flaunt such trivial skills before me."
Si Changfeng totally ignored this drizzle-like attack; to ordinary people, a slash from this surgical knife might mean a terrifying wound.
But to him, this knife could only scratch his skin.
This is the terror of Body Refinement.
Even stronger than the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth.
Si Changfeng punched straight at Li Feng’s face, Qi Force rolled like raging waves, suffocating those in it.
Li Feng stood at the crest, watching the enlarging fist.
Later, yet sooner.
A Dragon Seeking Hand swept away the fist, grabbing the opponent’s wrist, pinching the main artery as if holding a steel bar.
Si Changfeng sneered, ignoring Li Feng’s capture, took advantage of the opportunity to step forward, close up with his robust body, swinging his left fist directly at Li Feng’s temple.
Li Feng stood firm, raised his arm to block.
At the same time, he withdrew his right hand, with a Half-step Burst aimed at Si Changfeng’s chest.
Suddenly.
A force penetrated through, lifting the dust on the ground.
Si Changfeng staggered back several steps, then nonchalantly dusted off his chest.
He looked at Li Feng with contempt in his eyes.
"Don’t waste your energy, you can’t harm me even a bit, even if you use all your strength."
"This battle’s outcome was determined from the start."
"So, your struggle now is just a doomed fight."
"As for your killing skills, heh."
"Faced with my iron body, your techniques are useless, even if you had a gun it wouldn’t help."
Si Changfeng was confident.
As long as bullets don’t hit vital points like the eyes or mouth, striking any part of his body can’t kill him directly.
His body was as tough as steel, needing more than just any bullet to kill him, otherwise, it’s the opponent who dies.
Moreover, Li Feng didn’t have a gun.
The available swords or Li Feng’s surgical knife couldn’t harm him, though this kid had strong momentum and murderous aura, only one result from the fight.
Li Feng sneered coldly.
"No use?"
Li Feng tiptoed, like a cannonball charging at Si Changfeng, bridging two or three meters in the blink of an eye.
A punch landed directly on Si Changfeng’s body, Si Changfeng raised his arm to catch it.
Puff.
The collision of two forces shattered the condensed air like glass.
"Not enough."
"Still far from enough."
Li Feng didn’t stop, raining furious attacks on Si Changfeng like a punching bag.
Si Changfeng didn’t entirely defend, enduring blows as he fought back with Li Feng.
The ground seemed to sink under their combined force, flying dust being ground into powder.
On the bridge, Xu Fan looked in disbelief at the evenly matched two, taking a cold breath.
This Li Feng, is he a monster?
"Open for me."
Li Feng suddenly growled, the fierce battle boiled his blood, the silver needles in his meridian shot out with his growl.
A blocked meridian opened directly.
A sealed War God Power rushed through his body.
Puff.
Si Changfeng’s Iron Fist slammed down.
Li Feng raised his hand to catch it, Si Changfeng sensed an unusual aura in Li Feng.
"This feeling is truly nostalgic."
Li Feng murmured, looking at Si Changfeng, his face changed, Li Feng moved suddenly.
A punch.
Just like before, a punch straight to Si Changfeng’s face.
Li Feng’s punch left an after-image, the friction even warming the air, a suffocating aura engulfed Si Changfeng’s head.
Si Changfeng couldn’t react in time, Li Feng’s punch landed directly on his face.
Instantly, the nose bone shattered.
Nosebleed spewed out.
His robust body flew backward like a cannonball, soaring over ten meters, crashing into a garbage heap.
"Hiss."
"How is this possible?"
That was Si Changfeng, the ninth elder of Xu Family’s Dark Hall, nicknamed Yama.
A terrifying existence undefeated for fifty years in the world.
Si Changfeng climbed out of the garbage pile, wiping off nose blood, staring at Li Feng with blood-red eyes.
"Boy, today I’ll beat you to a pulp."
Angered and ashamed, Si Changfeng stomped, each step leaving a pit, charging at Li Feng like a human tank.
Three or four meters away, Si Changfeng leapt high, like Tarzan.
"Mountain Break."
"Die."
Accompanied by Si Changfeng’s growl, the punch crashed down like a comet, the friction igniting the surrounding air.
The sleeve burned away, revealing an arm swollen, covered with bulging blue veins like a dragon.