# Chapter 577: Fist
Yun Feiyang gathered the momentum of heaven and earth, blasting that Mysterious Martial Realm Fifth Layer cultivator away with a single punch. The crowd instantly fell silent, and the previous excitement dropped to freezing point.
They realized that these people standing up there seemed not so easy to deal with.
However, some still had sharp eyes, staring at the people on the stage. Although Yun Feiyang's strength exceeded expectations, there were others present. They didn't believe everyone could gather the momentum of heaven and earth like Yun Feiyang and form such powerful attacks.
Among the people on stage, the Dragon Mountain Empire geniuses standing in the center had only two at the Mysterious Martial Realm Fifth Layer, while the rest were all at the Sixth Layer of Profound Martial Realm — extremely terrifying.
On the right side were seven young experts from the Tian Feng Kingdom. It was said these seven were the new Seven Envoys of Heavenly Wind, with the lowest cultivation at the Mysterious Martial Realm Fifth Layer, none at the Fourth Layer of Profound Martial Realm. The Tian Feng Kingdom side was missing three people.
As for the Snow Moon Kingdom, they were on the left side. Duan Wudao would go directly to the Snow Domain Mysterious City, Duan Wuya was absent, and now Lin Feng had disappeared. The Snow Moon Kingdom was missing two people, leaving seven here.
Among these seven, only two were at the Fourth Layer of Profound Martial Realm — one was Yu Jian of the Yu Family, ranked last among the Eight Young Masters, and the other was Yun Feiyang, who had already fought one battle. The rest were all at the Mysterious Martial Realm Fifth Layer or Sixth Layer of Profound Martial Realm.
Therefore, most of the crowd's eyes fell on Yu Jian, causing his brows to instantly furrow. So many Mysterious Martial Realm Fifth Layer cultivators wanted to challenge him — this didn't look good.
Many people slowly moved forward. This time, they weren't as flashy as the one who had just been defeated; they appeared much calmer and more composed.
But at that moment, a figure stepped onto the battle platform first, causing the others to stop immediately and look at the one who had ascended.
This person was naturally also a young man, but his face was slightly sallow, as if carrying some sickness. However, this sickly appearance didn't make him dejected or inferior. On the contrary, this slightly sallow-faced youth always wore a faint smile in his eyes — a very gentle, very sunny smile.
Those clear, clean eyes seemed to contain simplicity and open-mindedness.
"Hmm?"
Many people furrowed their brows, looking at this person in surprise. What was going on?
They used their Heaven Eye Technique to peer at his cultivation and found his aura exceptionally weak — not even reaching the Mysterious Martial Realm. This kind of person was walking up to challenge a Mysterious Martial Realm Fourth Layer or even stronger expert?
This seemed somewhat absurd, yet they hadn't misjudged. That slightly sallow-faced youth was indeed walking onto the battle stage with a brilliant smile.
Not only the crowd below, but even those on the battle platform were stunned when they saw this slowly approaching figure. This person was truly unique.
His entire aura was weak, his face showed sickness, yet his smile was so sunny.
And even stranger, behind this person, a girl with a ponytail quietly followed up, her big, clear eyes looking left and right, filled with innocent curiosity.
Such a pair was truly hard not to attract the crowd's attention.
"You two, are you in the wrong place?"
At this moment, Yu Jian, who had been feeling the invisible pressure, sensed the crowd's gaze shift away from him. He immediately felt more relaxed and looked at the two approaching figures, speaking indifferently.
Lin Feng had not come to the wrong place. How could he possibly be in the wrong place?
Among those people across from him, there should have been a position belonging to him. But now, he stood here with a different identity.
Shaking his head with a smile, Lin Feng looked at Yu Jian. There was no hatred in his eyes, no resentment — only the indifference of looking at a stranger.
"My little sister said she wanted to see the Snow Domain Grand Competition, so I came up. Since today presents an opportunity to fight for a spot in the Snow Domain Grand Competition, of course I wouldn't miss it."
Lin Feng said calmly, causing the crowd to pause again. Naive fellow — if his sister wanted to see the Snow Domain Grand Competition, and if he had the ability, he should rush to the Snow Domain Mysterious City. Didn't he know what stepping onto this battle platform meant?
"Oh." Yu Jian's long brows were like swords, making his eyes appear especially sharp. Though there was a faint smile in his eyes, it still seemed as if he could pierce through people.
"So, which one of us are you planning to challenge?"
Yu Jian's tone carried a hint of mockery, as if he wanted to vent the dissatisfaction from being looked down upon by the crowd earlier. Lin Feng coming up now seemed to provide him with just such an outlet.
"Of course, you. Didn't you see they all want to challenge you?"
Lin Feng still smiled brilliantly, but this smile made Yu Jian's gaze freeze, his eyes growing sharper and sharper.
At this moment, he had already defined Lin Feng as an ignorant fool who didn't know his place. But even such a fool wanted to challenge him?
Having come to Dragon Mountain Empire, one naturally had to absorb its essence. This Heaven Eye Technique, though not seen in Snow Moon, was common in Dragon Mountain Empire. Yu Jian had also cultivated it, and he could tell at a glance how weak Lin Feng's aura was — pitifully weak, far from the Mysterious Martial Realm. Yet despite this, Lin Feng wanted to challenge him.
"Then do you know that your decision might very well cost you your life, making you die here?"
Yu Jian's gaze grew sharper and sharper as he stared at Lin Feng. "If you die, who will take care of your delicate little sister?"
"I hate it most when others insult my little sister. Today, I will slap you ten times." Lin Feng said calmly, as if the outcome was already decided — Yu Jian would be slapped ten times.
"An ignorant thing that doesn't know life from death. I can't be bothered to waste words with you."
Yu Jian finally lost patience. The smile in his eyes vanished instantly, and his gaze became sharp and cold. With a step forward, his entire body became like a sharp sword, ready to pierce Lin Feng.
A wisp of sword intent shot toward Lin Feng, causing the air to whistle.
The ordinary clothes Lin Feng wore fluttered continuously under the sword aura, as if they might be torn apart at any moment.
Only Lin Feng's eyes still held that indifferent smile — an indifferent, composed smile that contained terrifying calmness and confidence.
"Chi, chi..."
The sharp whistling grew fiercer. Yu Jian's steps seemed unhurried, but in the blink of an eye, he had reached Lin Feng. Those cold, sword-like sharp pupils drew closer and closer to Lin Feng, and the oppressive force grew stronger and stronger.
"If you die, and if your sister is willing, perhaps young master me can take care of her for a few years."
Yu Jian spat out a cold voice, pointing a finger straight at Lin Feng's brow. That finger was like a sword, carrying cold sword aura. If Lin Feng were hit by this finger, he would undoubtedly die.
"Indeed, Yu Jian wants that person's life."
The crowd saw Yu Jian's finger and understood instantly. Ruthless strike — but this was normal. If it were someone else, they might also kill.
This person was seeking death.
Especially when they saw Lin Feng throw a punch — a simple, unadorned punch, without any dazzling light or terrifying aura. Just a punch, a flesh-and-blood fist.
Lin Feng was using his fist to block Yu Jian's sword-intent-filled finger. Wasn't this seeking death?
How could a fist clash with a sword? They seemed to already see Lin Feng's fist being pierced through by Yu Jian's finger.
Finally, under their watchful eyes, Yu Jian's sword-like finger collided with Lin Feng's fist.
The fist was not pierced, and no blood bloomed. They only heard a slight sound, as if bones had shattered — finger bones!
"Ah..."
A painful howl trembled in the crowd's eardrums, shaking deep into their hearts.
The scream came from Yu Jian's mouth. His sword-like finger had not pierced Lin Feng's fist. On the contrary, the crowd clearly saw that under Lin Feng's punch, the sword-finger had snapped.
The fist had overcome the sword, breaking the sword-finger. Was this punch really just an ordinary fist?
"Slap!"
A crisp sound rang out again, making the crowd's hearts jump once more.
PS: Thanks to Youyou and 344062037 for the tips. Brother 34, you're better now, but my body can't keep up...