Chapter 58

Though the demonic flame had been破解 before, it was the first time in the Tang family's history that someone had used such a powerful ability to humiliate them so thoroughly. Lin Zheng's composure earned him silent applause from the crowd, and his ability made everyone's eyes light up. Coupled with his handsome and extraordinary appearance, he instantly won the favor of many women present. In their eyes, Lin Zheng was the victim, while the domineering Tang family was the evil villain. Now, Lin Zheng was playing the role of the hero challenging the evil villain!

Indeed, how often do you see a martial artist intervene for a commoner's daughter?

Women's thoughts are hard to fathom. Some people, overwhelmed by maternal instincts, began to cheer and scream for Lin Zheng, making the faces of the Tang family members present even more grim.

"Besides the powerful ability, this control is also rare. It's not as simple as it looks. Carefully plucking the flame, one wrong move and you'll burn yourself. The demonic flame is fierce; not everyone can touch it!"

"Find out the backgrounds of all these people, investigate them thoroughly!"

Tang Laoba's face was ashen, his eyes growing increasingly sinister, and the aura of killing intent around him grew heavier. A vague shadow appeared behind him, a three-zhang-tall black humanoid shadow with indistinct features, bent over, and hands shrouded in black mist, moving back and forth. The massive black shadow stood quietly behind Tang Laoba, exuding an eerie aura!

"Shadow Demon?" An Miaoyi's face was grave, and she continued, "It seems Tang Laoba is really going all out."

Upon hearing this, Li Ruoshui and Lin Qin's faces also turned serious, while Pizi Lang remained carefree, seemingly indifferent to everything happening in the arena.

The shadow behind Tang Laoba remained hazy. Tang Laoba's face flashed with a fierce look, and he bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of thick blood. On either side of the shadow, two smaller shadows appeared, also with their hands hanging low.

As the two shadows appeared, a cold wind began to blow in the arena, like the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves. Tang Laoba's face turned pale, and the image of a nobleman was gone, replaced by a face full of killing intent. "Boy, dying under the Shadow Demon is a blessing for you. But once you die, I will send your friends to join you. Rest assured, you'll be reunited soon!"

Lin Zheng's expression remained unchanged, standing calmly without taking advantage of the situation or refuting. A smile hung on his face, and no one could tell what he was thinking!

The people on the stage were tightly gripping their hearts for Lin Zheng, but the representatives of the major families felt even more perplexed by his calm demeanor. Was this guy confident or just pretending? The next move would reveal the truth!

Suddenly, the three shadows moved, whistling as they split into three directions and flew towards Lin Zheng. The hands shrouded in black mist finally revealed themselves, each with sharp claws, the black tips gleaming coldly.

Swish, swish, swish. Before the shadows even arrived, six claw winds had already sliced through the air, the black claws drawing light blades that struck towards Lin Zheng, exuding a terrifying chill.

Just as Lin Zheng was about to be hit, he suddenly moved, his Illusory Dance fully unleashed. Lin Zheng's elegant posture instantly struck a chord with the audience. Now, the Illusory Dance was considered to be at a minor level of mastery. Everyone felt that wherever Lin Zheng went, flowers bloomed like brocade. Several times, Lin Zheng narrowly avoided the claws, the black claws being just a hair's breadth away from his eyes. Yet, Lin Zheng's face still wore a smile, showing no panic, not even a flicker in his eyes!

"Wow! Big Brother Lin is invincible!" Lin Qin waved her small white fists, leaning out excitedly. Li Ruoshui quickly pulled her back.

Lin Qian let out a long howl, this move was too damn impressive! A dance on the edge of a blade! A series of evasions that left everyone on the edge of their seats! It was too thrilling and too hopeless. The hopelessness was for the spellcaster, who could never catch Lin Zheng's movements!

The crowd paid no attention to Lin Qin's cheers, their eyes fixed on the arena. The three shadows instantly surrounded Lin Zheng, their hanging hands suddenly raised and struck at him from all directions, the sharp claws gleaming coldly. "How will you dodge this time?" A sinister look appeared on Tang Laoba's face.

Lin Zheng stood calmly, turned, stepped, punched, retracted, and punched again. In an instant, his rapid punches made it seem as if time had stopped, making Lin Zheng look like a mighty warrior with three heads and six arms!

Bang, bang, bang, bang! The arena was filled with the sound of strikes. Tang Laoba watched Lin Zheng, surrounded by the shadows, with a sinister look. "Good boy, let's see how long you can hold out!" Tang Laoba spat out another mouthful of essence blood. The three Shadow Demons, as if sensing something delicious, raised their heads and let out a series of piercing howls. The essence blood split into three parts, seeping into the bodies of the Shadow Demons, making their attacks even more ferocious, like a storm of claws raining down.

The two smaller shadows accelerated their attacks, emitting piercing howls. The first shadow suddenly became more solid, its back cracking as it straightened, its arms raised high over its head, forming a lightning-fast X shape.

Lin Zheng forcefully pushed back the two smaller shadows, then stepped back, drawing two large hands in the air and grabbing the two shadows, pulling them towards the center and then thrusting himself far away.

Boom, boom! Two massive explosions shook the arena, dust and debris flying everywhere. The crowd watched tensely as Tang Laoba suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and slumped.

As the dust settled, Lin Zheng stood far away, still spotless. The first shadow's hands were deeply embedded in the ground, and the two smaller shadows had disappeared. With the blood Tang Laoba had spat out, the crowd's expressions were filled with shock. The first shadow pulled its hands out of the ground, turning to face Lin Zheng, but its form had become even more dim.

Thud, thud, thud. Lin Zheng took large steps towards the shadow, each step causing the ground to shake. After three steps, the ground's vibrations seemed to sync with the heartbeat of the audience. Lin Zheng's presence controlled the rhythm of the entire arena, and some martial artists felt their blood boiling, eager to join the fight.

The slumped Tang Laoba suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with determination. He opened his mouth and began to suck in, and the shadow flew into his mouth.

"Laoba! No!" Several people from the Tang family stood up, their eyes filled with sorrow.

"Ha ha!" After swallowing the shadow, Tang Laoba let out a strange laugh, then suddenly convulsed in pain. His body swelled to twice its size, his muscles bulging, and blood spurted out. His body flew back and landed awkwardly on the ground. His hands began to swell, reaching three to four times their normal size.

Tang Laoba's original appearance was completely gone, replaced by a terrifying, grotesque face, his bulging muscles a deep red. Some people in the audience couldn't help but vomit; this form was truly hard to accept!

"Ha, it's all because of you! Boy, you've ruined the Tang family's reputation. We'll die together today! Rise, demonic flame!" Tang Laoba let out a strange cry, and a larger flame appeared in the air, formed by black hands, radiating a stronger destructive aura.

Lin Zheng's expression hardened. His family's secret technique activated, and his body made a series of popping sounds. He raised his hands above his head and pressed them down forcefully, causing the air to collapse into two massive void hand seals that pressed down on the demonic flame.

Sizzle, sizzle. Like melting ice, the two hands and the demonic flame struggled against each other, both rapidly dissipating until they vanished simultaneously.

Lin Zheng's mind raced. He couldn't let Tang Laoba take the initiative anymore. He had already gauged the elder's strength, and even with the secret technique, he was still at the end of his rope.

Lin Zheng moved, leaving a residual image behind. Tang Laoba's face became even more sinister, his hands striking down repeatedly, creating massive sonic booms that tore through the air.

Lin Zheng took a deep breath, as if drawing in the stars and rivers of the universe. The violent fluctuations caused the clouds in the sky to change, as if they were being sucked down. Lin Zheng's eyes were filled with determination, and he lowered his head, took a deep step, and punched with his right hand, the powerful wind carrying an unstoppable force that struck Tang Laoba.

The arena fell silent. Lin Zheng's fist pressed against Tang Laoba's body, but there was no change. The ground around them, however, couldn't withstand the force and shattered, creating terrifying long grooves that extended to the audience stands!

What? Did Lin Zheng, fearing the Tang family's might, hold back? Wait! No! The leaders of the major families' eyes narrowed!

Puff, puff, puff! Tang Laoba's body trembled like a sieve, and with each tremor, flesh and blood flew out. In the end, he returned to his original form, spitting out blood and slowly falling back.

"Boy! You'll be hunted by the Tang family! And they will too! The Tang family won't let you off!"

"Hmm?" Lin Zheng, who had stepped back, stopped, and the killing intent that had disappeared returned. He took out a long sword from his ring and dragged it on the ground, moving forward.

The crowd's eyes narrowed again. Directly killing and such a killing were two different concepts. Even the representatives of the major families watched Lin Zheng closely. Kill? Or not?

"Is this boy really going to kill Tang Laoba?"

"Is he serious?"

Lin Zheng stood in front of Tang Laoba, his tall figure blocking the sunlight. Tang Laoba struggled to open his eyes, a hint of disdain in his voice, "You, you don't dare..."

Puff! The remaining half of the sentence was cut off as the long sword fell.

Afraid? What was there to be afraid of?

PS: This morning was cold, noon was scorching, and this afternoon was damp and foggy. I experienced three types of weather in one day. Well, I should exercise more; my body is getting weaker. A student said my bones are getting too fragile. I despise that, and I ask for your support! Please consider adding this to your favorites! I promise, it's easy!