Lin Zhen was also surprised. Looking at Lin Feng, who was covered in armor, Lin Zhen's arms trembled with anger.
The armor was too sturdy. When he punched it earlier, he clearly felt his fist ache.
In the past, when he used the Overlord's Fist, it was always others who were in pain, never him.
But now, he was in pain!
"Brother Lin, there are thirty seconds left. You need to pick up the pace!"
Dong Yichen reminded him, watching the time.
"Lin Feng, you're pushing your luck! Ten Directions Annihilation!"
Stimulated by Dong Yichen, Lin Zhen no longer held back and unleashed his strongest attack.
With a roar, he suddenly transformed into ten figures, attacking Lin Feng in a pincer formation.
The crowd watched this move with bated breath.
It was known that Lin Zhen's Ten Directions Annihilation was equivalent to ten people fighting, increasing his combat power tenfold instantly.
Such a killing move, let alone Lin Feng, even Ye Lingtian might not be able to withstand it.
Lin Feng, seeing Lin Zhen unleash the killing move, also realized Lin Zhen's extraordinary nature.
No wonder Lin Zhen had held the top spot on the Earth Rankings; he possessed such a profound skill.
If he could learn Ten Directions Annihilation, his combat power would double. This was truly a great trump card!
As Lin Feng pondered, he dared not be careless and immediately executed the Flying Pig Technique, vanishing from his spot.
"Where is he?"
Lin Zhen's Ten Directions Annihilation missed, and he frowned as he watched Lin Feng disappear.
"Boss Lin, this kid's footwork is not simple. Jiang Wudao suffered because of his footwork!"
"Damn it, this kid's footwork is too unconventional. He can even evade your Ten Directions Annihilation. This fight is going to be tough!"
Everyone gritted their teeth in anger, none of them expecting Lin Feng to dodge Ten Directions Annihilation.
"This is nothing yet. There are only ten seconds left. Brother Lin, it's time to end this fight!"
Dong Yichen laughed triumphantly.
As his voice fell, Lin Feng's figure reappeared out of thin air.
When he appeared, Lin Feng was already holding a greatsword, which roared with dragon-like sounds. It was the Hidden Dragon Sword.
He slashed at Lin Zhen. Lin Zhen, unable to react in time, widened his pupils and quickly pulled a dagger from his chest.
He blocked the sword with the dagger.
With a bang!
The dagger and the Hidden Dragon Sword collided, like an egg hitting a rock.
The moment the dagger broke, the Hidden Dragon Sword sliced into half of Lin Zhen's body, causing blood to gush out.
"Argh!"
Lin Zhen cried out in pain, flying backward like a kite with a broken string.
Blood stained his clean white shirt, and he lay on the ground, a bloody mess.
This scene left the surrounding crowd stunned.
Lin Zhen was heavily injured. Lin Feng's sword had nearly split him in two, the wound stretching from his left shoulder to his right abdomen, his flesh torn open.
"Lin Zhen, do you have anything else to say now?"
Lin Feng looked down at Lin Zhen, pointing the Hidden Dragon Sword at his forehead.
Lin Zhen endured the intense pain and looked at Lin Feng before him, unwilling to accept defeat. "I'm not convinced! I haven't lost yet! You won by using your strange footwork. Without this footwork, you're nothing in my eyes!"
"Is it meaningful to say that? If you have the ability, learn this footwork too!"
"Let me tell you, even people stronger than you have fallen at Lin Feng's hands. You are not on the same level as him!"
"You're still not convinced and making excuses? You really have no shame!"
Dong Yichen cursed Lin Zhen, thinking he was disgraceful.
"Shut up! This has nothing to do with you!"
"Lin Feng, if you have the guts, fight me again. You won too luckily this time!"
Lin Zhen was unwilling. His eyes were bloodshot; he refused to accept defeat to a stray dog of the Lin family.
Lin Feng smiled. "Lin Zhen, even if I gave you a hundred chances, you wouldn't be my match. You know my footwork is powerful, do you have a way to counter it?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhen felt as if his throat was being squeezed.
Not just him, but the onlookers were also stumped by Lin Feng's question.
Let alone Lin Zhen, even they couldn't claim they could counter Lin Feng's miraculous footwork.
This footwork was too monstrous, arriving without a trace and departing without a sound. When applied in actual combat, it was like cheating.
"Fine, I lost. Kill me!"
Lin Zhen knew that no matter what he said now was useless. Rather than be humiliated, it was better to be a man.
"Lin Feng, how dare you?"
"Lin Zhen is your brother! How dare you kill your brother?"
Just then, Uncle Shou suddenly appeared, blocking Lin Zhen.
His expression was grave. He was also surprised that Lin Feng had defeated Lin Zhen.
"He is not my brother. Why can't I kill him?"
"What? Do you think you can protect him?"
Lin Feng looked at Uncle Shou. He had long been displeased with this old fellow.
"Hahaha, kid, don't be too arrogant. You don't even take me seriously now. Who gave you the courage?"
Uncle Shou laughed heartily.
Before Lin Feng could speak, Dong Yichen said, "I know who you are. You're Wan Shou, a traitor from the Kunlun Sect?"
"How do you know me? Who told you?"
Uncle Shou's expression changed as if his sore spot had been touched.
Seeing that his guess was correct, Dong Yichen's smile widened. "Haha, of course, I heard it from Duan Liang. You wouldn't not know Duan Liang, would you?"
"You mean my senior brother Duan Liang? How do you know him?"
Uncle Shou was even more surprised. His real name was Wan Shou, and his Dharma name was Duan Shou. He was a fellow disciple of the scruffy old Daoist.
"Never mind how I know him. Let me tell you, your senior brother Duan Liang couldn't do anything to my Brother Lin. What are you?"
Dong Yichen was not polite to Uncle Shou at all. He now felt that Lin Feng was an invincible existence, and he didn't care who else was there.
"What? Senior Brother Duan Liang couldn't do anything to him? Are you kidding me?"
"Do you know Senior Brother Duan Liang's strength? Even I am no match for Senior Brother Duan Liang!"
Uncle Shou did not believe it, thinking Dong Yichen was boasting.
"Whether you believe it or not is unimportant. I say you can't protect him, and you can't!"
Lin Feng said coldly. He executed the Flying Pig Technique, instantly grabbing the blood-covered Lin Zhen.
The entire movement was as swift as a ghost; no one saw how Lin Feng did it.
"This, this is Flying Pig Technique? You've learned my Kunlun Sect's secret art?"
Uncle Shou recognized the footwork Lin Feng used and could no longer remain calm.
No wonder Duan Liang couldn't do anything to Lin Feng; it turned out Lin Feng had mastered this heaven-defying method.
"That's right, it's Flying Pig Technique. So, do you still think you can threaten me?"
Lin Feng smiled and took out the poison he often ate from his chest, stuffing it into Lin Zhen's mouth.
"Lin Zhen, I won't kill you. I'll give you three days to say your final goodbyes to your family."
He said this expressionlessly, as if throwing away trash, and dropped Lin Zhen to the ground.
"Kid, don't go too far!"
Uncle Shou was furious. Lin Feng was being too arrogant.
"I am going too far. What can you do about it?"
"Old man, if you dare to provoke me again, I'll deal with you too!"
Lin Feng retaliated without backing down.
After speaking, he unleashed the Flying Pig Technique and took out several spirit stones, setting up a formation around Uncle Shou.
As the formation activated, Uncle Shou was immediately enveloped by a terrifying energy.
"Kid, how dare you use a formation against me? What do you want?"
Uncle Shou panicked.
"I don't want anything. I just want to warn you to be polite to me!"
"This time, I'll spare your life for Hua Yu's sake. If you dare to offend me, the formation will destroy you!"
Lin Feng stood with his hands behind his back, arrogant.
"You, you..."
Uncle Shou trembled with anger but dared not speak rashly.
Because he now felt wary of Lin Feng.