913: C913 Yuan Feng My Opponent!

C913 Yuan Feng My Opponent!

Yuan Feng's attack was like a hot knife cutting through butter. His fists flew up and down, and his feet became a blurry shadow. However, he only had one goal, and that was to defeat Lin Feng and let everyone know that he, Yuan Feng, was not any weaker than Lin Feng. He wanted to let Qing Xinyue, who was thousands of miles away, know that Lin Feng could not defeat him!

It was just that simple. What he wanted to do was to prove his own strength. In the past, there was no one who could match him in the Essence Hall. After Jing Wuhen appeared, the higher-ups of the Essence Hall were not allowed to have any conflicts with him, so there was no chance for them to fight.

And now that he had such a good opponent, Yuan Feng naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity. He would definitely use his full strength.

If Yuan Feng attacked with all his strength, wouldn't Lin Feng also use all his strength? It could be said that Lin Feng had never fought a battle so seriously in almost a year, and this battle had to be one hundred percent serious. If there was the slightest carelessness, it would be a fatal failure.

Therefore, Lin Feng could not be careless in the slightest. No matter how sharp and vicious Yuan Feng's attack was, it was not a problem for Lin Feng himself. The two of them were about the same strength, and the only thing they needed to fight was courage and courage, as well as the degree of desire for victory. After all, what this victory represented was self-evident.

"I'll see how long you can hold on." Yuan Feng smiled coldly. He threw a powerful punch at himself and it went straight for his face, causing the others to break out in a cold sweat. The speed was too fast, so fast that it was hard to imagine.

"You don't need to worry about how long you can hold on. You should take care of yourself." Lin Feng smiled faintly, and in a trance, he also made his move. The aura in front of Lin Feng's chest was extremely sharp, and in the shortest amount of time, it formed a super strong whirlpool. Lin Feng stretched out his hands, and a terrifying devouring force was emitted from his palms.

"I've been hiding it for a long time, and I'm going to try it on you today." Lin Feng smiled faintly. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly as he suddenly pushed his palms forward. At the same time, a terrifying devouring force enveloped Yuan Feng's entire body. The crazy devouring force firmly sucked Yuan Feng's Yuan Qi.

Yuan Feng's expression suddenly changed. He never thought that Lin Feng would suddenly use this move. Where did this terrifying devouring power come from? He didn't have much time to think about it. He only felt that he had been schemed against again. Yuan Feng instantly became furious and roared. In a trance, Yuan Feng also became a fierce dragon.

Yuan Feng's punch landed heavily on the vortex. Suddenly, a terrifying energy explosion erupted. With Lin Feng as the center, the vortex in front of his chest instantly shattered. However, this terrifying energy also sent Yuan Feng flying. The energy that could not be described with words shook his meridians and almost shattered. Yuan Feng was sent flying. He tried his best to control his body, but he found that he could no longer do so.

The speed could not be described with words. In the blink of an eye, there was a deep pit on the ground. With a loud bang, Yuan Feng was slapped into it.

However, after he, Yuan Feng, was slapped to the ground, a hall was sent flying at the same time. Lin Feng was also sent flying by the huge aftershock. The entire hall was razed to the ground. Lin Feng held his chest and a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth.

Yuan Feng struggled to sit up. At this moment, his white robe had already turned into a dirty robe. Even his long hair was in a mess. There was even blood on his mouth, which was about the same as Lin Feng's sorry state.

Lin Feng looked at Yuan Feng, and Yuan Feng looked back at Lin Feng. The two of them looked at each other. After a long while, both Lin Feng and Yuan Feng used all their energy to rush out of their bodies and attack each other.

Lin Feng threw out a punch, and Yuan Feng kicked him hard. Lin Feng reacted in advance and dodged the kick with his body slightly turned to the side. He threw a heavy punch at Yuan Feng's face. Yuan Feng was also prepared, and he kicked out with his right foot.

Bang! Bang! The fist hit the right foot. There was a horrible sound of impact, and the two men took a few steps back again. However, it was only for a moment that everyone could see that the two men were still fighting in close range, or close to hand-to-hand combat.

The two men, who had consumed a great deal of their energy, were now engaged in a physical struggle, with one fist and the other a kick, and with each blow, a clear wound appeared on the other's body.

Lin Feng was furious to the extreme. Since he came to the Eternity Kingdom, today was the most difficult battle he had ever fought, but it was also the most comfortable one. Lin Feng, who had fought until here, really wanted to roar at the sky to vent the countless emotions that he had been suppressing in his heart all this time. It was as if he was going to release them at this moment.

Lin Feng's fighting spirit was high, and if he really wanted to continue fighting with all his might, the Martial Soul World would be able to provide Lin Feng with endless amounts of vitality, even the Strength of Creation. As long as the Tree of Life still existed, this vitality would never wither.

Lin Feng threw out the last punch, completely exhausted. He really wanted to stand steadily on the ground, but in the end, he found that he could only sit on the ground. If he did not rest for a moment, or if he did not replenish the vitality of his Martial Soul World in time, it would be very difficult for him to recover.

However, Lin Feng was not prepared to reveal his final trump card. For Yuan Feng, it was completely unnecessary. No matter which angle he looked at it, there was no direct conflict between him and Yuan Feng. If it was just because of Qing Xinyue's words, it was even more unnecessary.

As for the Joust For A Spouse event that would be held at the Taiqing Gate three months later, it was not for Qing Xinyue. It was for Lin Feng's face. If he did not go that day, the entire country would talk about him behind his back. Even words like trash and coward would appear.

People's words were terrifying. Lin Feng had already felt the terror of being dazzling countless times, so for this reason, Lin Feng had to go. There was no other way to talk about it.

Lin Feng sat on the ground, and so did Yuan Feng. He supported himself with his hands on the ground, afraid that if he was not careful enough, he would fall to the ground. This was a loss of face, so he had to sit still.

Lin Feng raised his head and looked at Yuan Feng. The latter also raised his head and looked at Lin Feng. The two of them seemed to be secretly competing with each other.

At this moment, Jing Wuhen appeared behind Lin Feng. As he watched the battle between the two of them reach such an intense level, he suddenly thought of the battle between him and Lin Feng back at the Zidian Mountain. It seemed that the battle had also reached such a level.

It was just that he had been too weak at the time, and the battle had been far less exciting than it had been today. Not only did he think that way, but so did the people who had come to watch from thousands of miles away.

They were all from Zexuo. Countless people knew Lin Feng, but Yuan Feng did not appear often, so very few people knew him. However, as long as one person knew him, he was afraid that so many people wouldn't know.

Everyone also knew that the white-robed man in front of them was the number one genius of the Essence Hall, Yuan Feng. His strength was about the same as Lin Feng's? At least, that was the result of the battle they saw now.

"Why do I feel like Lin Feng still has a trump card?"

High up in the sky, the countless experts from the Lake Country who had come to watch the show began to mutter. For a moment, the atmosphere became slightly awkward. As for Lin Feng and Yuan Feng, they also focused their attention on these people.2

"I also feel that Lin Feng has a trump card that he has yet to reveal." The other man nodded in agreement. He did not believe that Lin Feng only had this much strength.

As Yuan Feng listened, he turned around and glanced at Lin Feng indifferently. His eyes revealed a bit of anticipation, but there was also some ridicule. He didn't know where it came from.

"You guys think that Lin Feng didn't use his full strength, but I feel that Yuan Feng also has a trump card." Suddenly, an old man voiced his thoughts. His voice was so soft that almost no one could hear him, but for Yuan Feng and Lin Feng, it was very simple.

"I also think that Yuan Feng still has some trump cards. Don't you see that he is calm?"

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuan Feng. The corner of his mouth curled up into a playful smile, but he didn't say anything.

"I hope that they will be able to determine the victor in the next exchange. Otherwise, a draw will keep others in suspense."

They didn't like to see a draw, they preferred to see who was stronger and who was weaker, the pride and self-abasement, the excitement of such a fight, and yet the tacit stopping of each other, with the exception of the more exciting part of the fight, was not well thought of.

These people gradually left, and no one dared to take the initiative to come over to Yuan Feng and Lin Feng's side. Although the two of them were still injured and exhausted, the blue-robed man standing in front of them was none other than the Country Lord, Jing Wuhen.

They still had to avoid Country Lord and did not dare to act rashly.

In an instant, everyone disappeared without a trace. Only Jing Wuhen, Yuan Feng, and Lin Feng were left in the entire eight hundred-kilometer-long encampment.

"Lin Feng, do you really have anything to do with Qing Xinyue?"

After an unknown period of time, Yuan Feng finally asked a question, breaking the extremely awkward atmosphere.

Lin Feng looked at Yuan Feng, then shook his head lightly and said, "She has nothing to do with me except that she looks very similar to an old friend of mine. As for what she meant by liking me, with your intelligence, you should understand that it is an excuse."

"Perhaps Qing Xinyue didn't like you and couldn't refuse you, so she gave me a reason for liking me, but she didn't know that her announcement would bring me so much trouble."

As Lin Feng spoke, his face was filled with a bitter smile. Qing Xinyue's announcement was simply baffling. Who knew how many enemies and opponents needed him to defeat and subdue them one by one?

After Yuan Feng heard Lin Feng's words, he fell into a short silence. However, he still had a grudge in his heart. If Qing Xinyue really didn't like Lin Feng or had nothing to do with him, how could she think of using Lin Feng to stall him?

He did not understand this, so he still thought that there was a problem between Lin Feng and Qing Xinyue.

"I'll wait for you at the Joust For A Spouse Festival three months later."

Yuan Feng shouted indifferently. Then, he slowly stood up and left the Dragon Clan's encampment step by step. He did not choose to fly. Perhaps it was because he had used up too much of his Yuan Qi, and Yuan Feng, who had just recovered some of his Yuan Qi, did not have the ability to fly for a long time, so he chose to walk instead.

Lin Feng also stood up. After watching Yuan Feng's figure disappear into the distance, he lowered his head and looked at his hands and the many wounds on his body. His face was unprecedentedly gloomy.

"Yuan Feng is my opponent!"

[Tomorrow's Fourth Chapter Update]

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