Demon Dragon Mad God-Chapter 258: Sweep Across

Lin Feng, too lazy to talk nonsense, charged directly at Fei Kuang.

Fei Kuang also roared and rushed towards Lin Feng.

The two threw punches almost at the same time, like two meteors or rampaging wild bulls, instantly colliding.

Fei Kuang’s fist was as big as a pot, terrifyingly powerful.

Lin Feng’s fist emitted a faint golden light, shattering everything.

Boom!

The impact made a muffled sound; after one strike, both men stepped back simultaneously.

Lin Feng’s eyes revealed shock; the opponent’s physical strength truly was astonishing; just clashing fists made his arms feel sore and numb.

Opposite, Fei Kuang’s face also changed.

Lifting his fist in front of his eyes, Fei Kuang’s expression grew solemn.

His fist was cracked, with traces of bright red blood oozing out.

"Roar!"

Fei Kuang licked his lips and roared aloud, charging at Lin Feng once again.

In the next moment, the two collided again.

Boom Boom Boom!!!

On the Battle Platform, punches flew and the two collided ceaselessly, their figures moving around the four corners of the platform.

In a short time, the two had collided over a hundred times.

Punch after punch hit flesh, the thuds unceasing.

Below the platform, everyone watched, dumbfounded.

Their shock wasn’t just from Lin Feng’s physical strength, but also from the distinctive fighting style of both.

The two’s fight was nearly devoid of any flashiness.

No True Qi used, nor any Martial Techniques—just relying purely on physical strength.

Simple, brutal, savage, direct.

Merely continuous crashing and slamming.

The two fought again for some time.

Boom!

Suddenly, after another collision, both bodies flew back simultaneously.

The crowd stared intently.

Lin Feng appeared with his clothing torn, hair disheveled, and the exposed skin emitting a faint golden light.

At that moment, his hands were still trembling.

On the other side, Fei Kuang was similarly dressed in torn clothes, with his explosive muscles really exposed to the air.

Yet Fei Kuang’s body was marred in many places, flesh torn, and both his iron fists were bloody and blurred.

Even the right side of his chest was caved in, clearly indicating a broken sternum.

"Did Fei Kuang lose?"

"How is this possible? Lin Feng’s physical strength actually surpassed Fei Kuang!"

Everyone was shocked.

"What Body Refinement Technique did you cultivate?"

At this moment, Fei Kuang’s eyes were full of shock.

He was special since childhood, possessing innate strength, and by the age of ten, he had the strength of a thousand pounds.

At twelve, he began practicing the Body Refinement Technique "Wild Bull Strength Technique" and after full six years, his physical body achieved the strength comparable to a Sixth Layer Great Martial Master.

Yet, even so, his physical strength was not as formidable as Lin Feng’s!

This baffled him.

"Actually, your strength is not weaker than mine!"

Lin Feng did not answer the other party but contemplated briefly and then continued, "The reason for your defeat is because your bodily defenses were not as good as mine."

"Defense?"

Fei Kuang looked puzzled.

"The Body Refinement Technique I’ve cultivated not only gives me tremendous strength but also robust defensive power for my body."

Lin Feng explained to him, "You, although possessing peerless physical strength, your defensive power and resistance to blows are far inferior to mine!"

Lin Feng’s words were true; Fei Kuang’s physical strength was not inferior to his own in the slightest.

The reason he lost was due to weaker defense.

Lin Feng possessed the perfect defense from the Shield Bone Dragon Star, while the opponent clearly did not.

With each punch he landed, if it hit the opponent, flesh would tear.

While the force of the opponent’s blows on him only caused pain and hardly any damage.

"I understand now!"

Upon hearing this, Fei Kuang immediately understood, nodding with a hint of despondency in his eyes.

His pride in his physical body had been surpassed, inevitably deflating his spirits a bit.

"Do you want to fight again?"

Lin Feng asked with a smile.

Although he had the upper hand in physical strength, the comprehensive strengths of the two had not yet been fully tested.

"No, we both will advance to the ranking competition anyway!"

Fei Kuang shook his head, then cast aside the various thoughts in his mind and said solemnly, "In the ranking competition, let’s truly test our strengths against each other!"

"Good!"

Lin Feng nodded.

"Lin Feng wins!"

The Steward’s voice rang out.

Immediately after, the two participants descended from the battle platform.

The crowd sighed in awe, no wonder Lin Feng had the strength to defeat higher-level adversaries; it turned out to rely on his powerful physical strength.

"So it was by relying on physical strength, I can kill him effortlessly!"

Afar, beside Nangong Linjue, a cold-looking young man spoke indifferently.

This person was Li Jiantong, ranked fourth, a member of the Dynasty.

"Yi Junior Brother, if you face this person, do you have confidence?"

Li Jiantong turned his head and asked Yi Xiaoguang not far from him.

Hearing this, Yi Xiaoguang’s expression grew solemn, he remained silent for a moment, then said, "There’s no absolute certainty, the chances of winning are fifty-fifty!"

After saying these words, Yi Xiaoguang’s expression couldn’t help but turn somewhat complex.

A few months ago, a person he viewed as an ant, who could be sent flying with a single punch, now actually possessed the strength to contend with him.

This made Yi Xiaoguang feel rather uncomfortable inside.

"Yi Junior Brother, in the ranking match, if you encounter this person first, kill if you can, retreat if you can’t!"

It was Nangong Linjue who spoke, he then said, "Anyway, he’s bound to die, you don’t have to take risks!"

Yi Xiaoguang nodded.

What Nangong Linjue said made sense.

The competition continued.

The sky gradually darkened as evening approached.

After short of a half hour, all the fights for Lin Feng’s second group ended.

Lin Feng unsurprisingly won all his matches.

After a while, the fights for the other four groups also finished.

"First group, Duan Bingye, Lu Shaoyun advance."

"Second group, Lin Feng, Fei Kuang advance."

"Third group, Yi Xiaoguang, Li Jiantong advance."

"Fourth group, Nangong Linjue, Mei Ling advance."

"Fifth group, Ling Muchen, Wu Meng advance."

The Great Elder stood up and announced loudly: "Congratulations to the ten of you for advancing to the top ten. Tomorrow morning, the ranking match will take place."

As the Great Elder finished his speech, the points competition came to an end.

Now only the ranking match for the top ten disciples of the Outer Sect remained.

This time, most of the ten advancing were still the previous top ten disciples.

Only the ninth-ranked He Yangjun and the tenth-ranked Gu Zhan were replaced by Lin Feng and Wu Meng respectively.

The competition paused temporarily, and Lin Feng left the Outer Sect plaza.

Returning to the small courtyard, Lin Feng saw several friends of Li Feng conversing in the courtyard.

"Brother Lin Feng, did you make it into the top ten?"

Upon seeing Lin Feng return, they anxiously asked.

"Yes! I’ve already entered the top ten!"

Lin Feng nodded and asked, "How is Li Feng?"

"Brother Li Feng’s mood has improved a lot!"

"However, Brother Li Feng hopes that we will send him back to his family tomorrow."

Hearing this, Lin Feng nodded.

With Li Feng’s cultivation ruined and his limbs disabled, staying here was meaningless and there was no one to take care of him.

"Let’s wait a few more days! It’s just over a month till the end of the year, we can leave together in a few days."

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The former shook his head and said, "Brother Li Feng wants to leave tomorrow, and besides, Brother Lin, it’s not on your way!"

"I’ll go see him."

Then, Lin Feng went to Li Feng’s room.

It was very late by the time Lin Feng left the room.

Li Feng insisted on leaving tomorrow, as he said, once back at his family’s house, with maids and servants to attend to him, he could heal peacefully.

Helplessly, Lin Feng could only let several people escort Li Feng back to his family tomorrow.

After Lin Feng returned to his room, it wasn’t long before Wang Hui arrived.

"Junior Brother, you and the Dynasty are now in an undying feud. In tomorrow’s ranking match, if you face Nangong Linjue, how confident are you?"

Upon seeing Lin Feng, Wang Hui directly cut to the chase.

Wang Hui’s face showed a trace of worry; after all, Nangong Linjue’s strength was formidable, and although Lin Feng was exceptional, beating him would be difficult.

"Senior Brother, I just want to ask you one thing, if Nangong Linjue dies, will the Sixth Prince intervene against me?"

Instead of answering Wang Hui, Lin Feng asked gravely.

"Possibly!"

Wang Hui pondered for a moment and nodded uncertainly.

"Then, will our master intervene?"

Lin Feng asked again.

"Yes!"

This time, Wang Hui answered very affirmatively.

Lin Feng smiled, a fierce smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Immediately after, a bold statement came from Lin Feng’s mouth.

"In that case, senior brother, tomorrow, I will sweep through the Fifth Generation Disciples, and overthrow the Dynasty!"