Chapter 642: One Strike
To prove himself, to prove his own excellence, to prove that Yue Qingshan was wrong, to prove it to his mother, Yue Menghe!
Yue Qingshan was speechless. Was Lin Feng wrong?
No. From Lin Feng's perspective, none of what he had done was wrong. It was Yue Qingshan who had made the mistake. He had brought Yue Tianming to oppress Lin Feng. He had even urged Yue Tianming to deal with Lin Feng, pushing Yue Tianming and Lin Feng onto a path of enmity. Originally, Lin Feng and Yue Tianming were brothers.
Lin Feng and Yue Tianming, both possessing such formidable talent, should have coexisted harmoniously. They could have guided each other on the martial path, mutually improving and growing together. But now, it had devolved into this situation, with Lin Feng trampling on Yue Tianming.
Closing his eyes slightly, Yue Qingshan sighed countless times in his heart. He had truly been wrong. Had he been wrong again and again?
"Just kill me." Yue Tianming lay on the ground, speaking indifferently to Lin Feng, a hint of despair in his voice. Despair of the heart. It was Lin Feng. It was actually Lin Feng. The Lin Feng he had always wanted to defeat was now standing above him, trampling on his body and his dignity.
Lin Feng lowered his head and glanced at Yue Tianming indifferently. Kill him?
"You and I share a trace of bloodline, even if I don't acknowledge it, I cannot deny that your father and my mother share the same blood. So, I will spare your life."
Lin Feng said indifferently, but his words made Yue Tianming's face turn ashen. Lin Feng was sparing his life, and that filled him with endless humiliation. His life and death were in Lin Feng's hands, and it was only because of that faint blood connection that Lin Feng chose not to kill him.
Turning his gaze away, Lin Feng no longer looked at him. Instead, he looked at Wu Qing on the Flood Dragon Stone Cave.
"Despicable wretch, you'd better make it to the next round. Your life is mine." Lin Feng said indifferently, causing Wu Qing's gaze to freeze. Lin Feng wanted his life.
And now, Lin Feng indeed had the strength to take his life. Yue Tianming, at the Seventh Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm, had been effortlessly trampled by Lin Feng. Even if Wu Qing was stronger than Yue Tianming, could he possibly deal with Lin Feng?
That once despicable wretch had now become someone who instilled fear in him and threatened his very life.
"And you." Lin Feng then looked at Nie Yun. Everyone from the Heavenly Wind Kingdom would die, not a single one spared.
Nie Yun's expression also stiffened. As the First Envoy of Heavenly Wind, he was now unsettled by a single glance from Lin Feng.
After sweeping his gaze across the entire Flood Dragon Stone Cave, Lin Feng slowly turned his eyes to the crowd below, the people of the Heavenly Wind Kingdom, the Yu Clan, and the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.
Lin Feng's gaze swept over each of them, one by one.
"I know you all want to kill me, and you've already taken action. Because of some of you, I had to change my face, endure humiliation, and bide my time until now. But now, I am still alive, and I have even torn off my disguise, no longer afraid. Now, I tell you this: as long as I live, it will be your doom. If I do not die, then you will surely die."
Lin Feng's indifferent words caused the eyes of those in the crowd to tremble. There was an unspoken understanding between them and Lin Feng. They all knew the relationship between the two sides. They wanted to kill Lin Feng, and Lin Feng wanted to kill them. Now, Lin Feng was openly telling them, "If I don't die, you will die," completely tearing apart that thin veil.
"Then I wish you die on the battle platform of this competition." The middle-aged strongman from the Heavenly Wind Kingdom responded coldly. "Of course, if you don't die, I will personally kill you."
"After this Snow Domain competition, do you think you'll still have a chance to kill me with your pitiful cultivation?" Lin Feng sneered.
The other party's cultivation was at the Eighth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm. Now, Lin Feng could effortlessly obliterate a Seventh Layer Mysterious Martial Realm expert. With just a little more strength, he would be able to deal with an Eighth Layer Mysterious Martial Realm cultivator. Moreover, Snow Wuchang had told Lin Feng that the jade key marked with the character "One" contained a tremendous opportunity, urging him to cherish it. Lin Feng didn't believe that after seizing this opportunity, he would still be unable to deal with an Eighth Layer Mysterious Martial Realm cultivator.
The Eighth Layer Mysterious Martial Realm expert's face stiffened as he stared fixedly at Lin Feng. That was right. After this Snow Domain competition, it was very likely that he would find it difficult to deal with Lin Feng anymore.
Lin Feng's growth rate was simply too terrifying.
"You won't have the chance, because you will definitely die on the battle platform of the Snow Domain competition."
A cold voice rang out. Lin Feng turned his gaze to the Blood Fiend above the Flood Dragon Stone Cave. The other party was filled with a dense killing intent. He wanted to kill Lin Feng.
"That's right. You won't have the chance to live. Definitely." Yu Mo also spoke. The statements of these two strong men stunned the crowd. Two such powerful experts wanted Lin Feng dead?
And the group below the stage, who had grudges against Lin Feng, all smiled. That was right. Lin Feng would definitely die on the battle platform of the Snow Domain competition. He would have no chance to live.
The Blood Fiend wanted to kill him, and Yu Mo also wanted to kill him. How could Lin Feng still hope to survive?
Lin Feng was doomed.
"Whether you can even meet me is still a question." Lin Feng sneered. Don't forget, he possessed the number one ranked jade key. His opponents were always chosen by him.
"Hmph." The two snorted coldly, staring at Lin Feng with icy gazes. But Lin Feng took a step and returned to his original position on the Flood Dragon Stone Cave. He had already taken up enough time. Snow Wuchang hadn't urged him, which was already quite respectful.
Seeing Lin Feng return, Tang Youyou stepped forward and landed on the battle platform, looking at Lin Feng. "Those two, which one do you want to kill?"
Tang Youyou pointed at the Heavenly Wind First Envoy, Nie Yun, and the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect's Wu Qing.
This statement and this gesture immediately froze the eyes of Nie Yun and Wu Qing. They seemed to have forgotten that Tang Youyou was with Lin Feng.
"It's fine. You can kill one, and I can kill another."
Jun Moxi smiled faintly and also spoke. This time, the faces of those two became even uglier. Tang Youyou and Jun Moxi were going to kill people for Lin Feng?
"This is getting more and more interesting. It seems this Snow Domain competition is about to reach its climax soon."
The crowd laughed. Just now, the Blood Fiend and Yu Mo had spoken together, threatening Lin Feng and declaring they would kill him.
But now, Tang Youyou and Jun Moxi had spoken together, saying they would help Lin Feng kill people. Wasn't this also a way of showing their stance? They would help Lin Feng.
Soon, after this round of battles ended and the top sixteen were determined, the true clash of the strong would begin.
"Which one do you think is easier to kill? You choose that one. Leave the tougher one for him. We can't let him have it too easy."
A warm smile curled at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth. Tang Youyou and Jun Moxi wanted to help him kill people. Why would he refuse?
Jun Moxi's lips curled up slightly. This guy Lin Feng really knew how to think of the beauty, leaving the harder one for him.
"I'll take you." Tang Youyou pointed at Nie Yun, causing his face to stiffen. But he still stepped forward. Facing Tang Youyou was better than facing Jun Moxi. After all, Tang Youyou's strength was at the peak of the Seventh Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm, definitely not as formidable as Jun Moxi, one of the eight strongest geniuses.
Seeing Nie Yun approach, Tang Youyou's body spun, and she shot forward. Without any words, she attacked directly, a hint of killing intent emanating from her.
"Killing me won't be that easy."
Nie Yun shouted coldly. As Tang Youyou approached, he released the aura of his martial soul, preparing to fight with his martial soul directly, going all out.
"Is that so?"
An indifferent voice rang out. Then, Nie Yun saw Tang Youyou's body disappear from its original position. In the next instant, a palm strike landed directly on his forehead, causing his eyes to freeze.
"Hm?"
The crowd's eyes also froze. What was happening?
One strike. Tang Youyou had been some distance away from Nie Yun just a moment ago. How had she suddenly appeared beside him, her palm strike landing directly on his head?
"This... how is this possible..."
Nie Yun muttered weakly. Then, his body slowly fell backward. Tang Youyou, however, spun gracefully, ethereal like a fairy, and returned to Lin Feng's side.
Killing Nie Yun required only one strike!
With this, all Seven Envoys of Heavenly Wind were dead!
PS: Thanks to Commander shlaoge for the generous tip, and thanks to brother wxl009898. My hand feels like it's about to break. Damn, continuing.