Chapter 35: A Battle That Shocks Everyone (3)
Everyone felt their minds go blank. Lin Hen was actually a Spirit Martial Realm expert, so he naturally had the right to threaten Lin Wu.
And now, Lin Feng was doing the same as Lin Hen, telling Lin Wu to get lost.
Shame and fury instantly ignited Lin Wu's anger. He had been holding in a surge of rage from being humiliated by Lin Hen, with nowhere to release it. Now, the waste he looked down on dared to humiliate him too. This made Lin Wu's face burn with heat, and his heart felt as cold as a blade.
"You're asking for death." A murderous intent flickered in Lin Wu's eyes. But at that moment, a powerful aura surged toward him. Though not as strong as Lin Hen's Spirit Martial Realm pressure, it still felt terrifying to Lin Wu—an oppressive force that suffocated him.
"Three." Lin Feng spat out a single word. As his voice fell, he took a step forward. The pressure weighing on Lin Wu climbed even higher, causing Lin Wu's entire body to tense up. His shame and fury dissipated in an instant, replaced by nothing but shock and horror.
He, at the Ninth Layer of Qi Martial Realm, actually felt such oppression from the pressure exuded by the waste Lin Wu in his eyes!
Everyone was baffled. They only saw the furious Lin Wu suddenly reveal a look of terror, his steps toward Lin Feng halting. Meanwhile, Lin Feng had shed his gentleness and calm. As he slowly walked forward, he gave off an aura of sharpness that pressed down on others. Even though they couldn't feel the pressure Lin Feng was directing at Lin Wu, they could still see that Lin Feng's demeanor had changed in an instant.
Moreover, Lin Feng gave them a strange feeling at this moment—harmony!
That was right, harmony. It was as if Lin Feng belonged right there, blending into the scenery of that place.
"Two." Lin Feng took his second step. His voice, though not loud, struck like a heavy hammer, slamming fiercely into Lin Wu's heart, forcing him to involuntarily take a step back.
The pressure grew even stronger, crushing him so much that he couldn't breathe. All his fighting spirit vanished. It sounded ridiculous, but his confidence had been shattered by Lin Feng's two steps—just two steps.
"What's going on? Lin Wu is actually retreating?" someone muttered.
"I feel like Lin Feng has changed. He's no longer the waste. It's like he's a drawn sword, ready to cut down anyone who blocks his path."
"There's one last word." Lin Feng smiled at Lin Wu. But that smile, in Lin Wu's eyes, seemed so mocking. Facing the waste in his eyes, he didn't even have the courage to fight.
The long spear in his hand clattered to the ground. Lin Wu's eyes no longer held any dominance or sharpness. If Lin Hen's humiliation had crushed his pride and shown him his shortcomings, then Lin Feng's dominance had completely shattered his confidence, destroying the obsession and illusions he held for the martial path. This blow was far more terrifying than surface-level humiliation, and it might even affect his future martial arts cultivation.
"I concede." Lin Wu took a deep breath, his eyes filled with confusion. His self-righteous strength and pride were so fragile and pathetic.
"Concede?" Lin Feng sneered. "I told you to get lost."
He had been humiliated time and again. Could just saying "I concede" end it all?
If Lin Wu had been able to defeat him, Lin Feng was sure he would have faced all kinds of humiliation from Lin Wu. That guy wouldn't have let him off. Now that Lin Wu realized he couldn't match Lin Feng, was "I concede" enough? What about all those arrogant, insulting words he had spewed before? Was it all just going to be let go?
Obviously not. Lin Feng was never a saint. He was just an ordinary person—an ordinary person who loved and hated freely.
"Conceding isn't enough? You want me to get lost?" Lin Wu's anger surged again, his voice slightly hoarse.
"Is conceding enough? You called me a waste, a disgrace to the family. I didn't even argue back. I let you curse me. Did you ever think that was enough? You were humiliated by someone else, so you took it out on me, humiliating me. Did you ever think that was enough?" Lin Feng sneered. "And now, you realize you're not as good as me, and you think just saying 'I concede' is enough to make me stop? Don't you think that's ridiculous?"
Lin Wu's face turned pale, then green, then ugly beyond words.
"It seems time is up." A cold smile curled at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth. "I'll give you one last chance. If you don't get lost, you'll face the consequences."
With that, Lin Feng took another step. Lin Wu let out a muffled groan and collapsed to the ground, his face full of shame and helplessness.
A fierce killing intent burst forth, startling the dejected Lin Wu. No matter how ashamed and defeated he felt, he still feared that cold, sharp murderous aura.
"I'll get lost." Lin Wu suddenly laughed, a laugh of utter tragedy. Then he lay down on the ground and slowly began to roll off the battle platform.
"Waste, disgrace to the family."
"A waste is still a waste, only using these lowly tricks."
"Just roll yourself off. Stop making a fool of yourself here."
As he rolled, Lin Wu recalled the insulting words he had said to Lin Feng. Looking back now, they were so laughable. He, Lin Wu, at the Ninth Layer of Qi Martial Realm with extraordinary talent, how had he ended up like this?
The crowd stared blankly at Lin Wu rolling across the battle platform, disbelief still in their eyes. They had only thought Lin Feng was crazy for daring to tell Lin Wu to get lost. But they never expected that, just as Lin Feng said, Lin Wu was actually rolling off.
"Lin Wu." The Seventh Elder stood up, his body trembling slightly. How could this be? His son should have been the pride of the family, one of the most dazzling geniuses, second only to Lin Qian's brilliance. But in such a short time, Lin Wu had been humiliated twice, and now he was even rolling on the ground.
"Bastard." The Seventh Elder radiated intense fury, murderous intent seeping from him.
"Hmph."
Lin Hai sensed the Seventh Elder's killing intent and let out a cold snort. The air around them instantly felt as if it had frozen, becoming bitterly cold.
"Calm down." Lin Badao glanced at the Seventh Elder and said indifferently, "Don't worry. That waste won't be arrogant for much longer."
The Seventh Elder's anger still hadn't subsided. He openly glared at Lin Hai before sitting back down.
"Lin Feng wins." The Sixth Elder announced the result, casting a deep look at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng, unlike most of the Lin family's direct descendants, hadn't inherited the flame or ice martial souls passed down from their ancestors. Instead, he had a small snake shadow. But this snake martial soul lacked the wildness and dominance of beast martial souls, and no one had even discovered any use for it. It was a waste martial soul, which earned Lin Feng the label of a waste.
Coupled with Lin Feng's extremely slow cultivation speed, his reputation had become even more notorious. Everyone looked down on him. But this very waste had defeated Lin Yan in one move and made the arrogant Lin Wu roll on the ground with just a few words. Was Lin Feng still the same waste as before?
"Like father, like son." The Sixth Elder pulled himself back to his thoughts and said, "Rest for half an hour, then proceed to the final battle."
"Elder, the four of us haven't used up any energy. There's no need to rest. Let's start directly." Lin Qian's tone was indifferent. Even when facing a family elder, she remained extremely proud. Her horizons had broadened greatly now. A Lin family elder meant nothing; Dapeng Gongzi could easily defeat him.
"That's right. Let's start directly." Lin Hong echoed. In the final four, the two siblings occupied two spots. Today, the most glorious one was undoubtedly Lin Badao.
The Sixth Elder's gaze fell on Lin Feng, and he asked, "What do you think?"
As for his son Lin Hen, he could make the decision directly.
"It's fine." Lin Feng nodded. So far, he hadn't really fought a battle yet.
"Since none of you have objections, let's start directly." The Sixth Elder was very decisive. "The final battle: Lin Feng versus Lin Hong, Lin Qian versus Lin Hen. Lin Feng and Lin Hong will fight first."
"The Sixth Elder actually arranged for Lin Qian to fight Lin Hen. It seems he has high hopes for Lin Hen."
"Lin Hen is a Spirit Martial Realm expert, just like Lin Qian. Lin Hong is strong, but he's no match. As for Lin Feng, there's no way he can beat Lin Hen either. Only Lin Qian can fight him. The Sixth Elder must think so too, which is why he arranged it this way. The ranking doesn't matter; only strength counts."
As the crowd buzzed with discussion, Lin Badao stood up and said loudly, "Sixth Elder, allow me to say a few words."
"Alright." The Sixth Elder nodded.
"The four of them are the pinnacle of our Lin family's annual meeting, representing the younger generation of our Lin family. I believe that conceding should be invalid. Only by knocking the opponent down can victory be claimed. This way, it can stimulate their full potential and reveal their true combat strength." Lin Badao spoke smoothly, occasionally glancing at Lin Hai as if provoking him.
"How ruthless. It seems the First Master wants Lin Hong to go after Lin Feng." Everyone understood Lin Badao's intention and thought to themselves.
"Family Head, what do you think of my proposal?" Lin Badao emphasized the words "Family Head" heavily, smiling at Lin Hai. If Lin Hai agreed, Lin Feng would be in danger. If he refused, it would damage his authority as family head, and Lin Badao might use it to cause trouble.
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