Chapter 68

With a light crack, the lead black-clothed man grunted and took two steps back.

Even with his face covered by a black cloth, it was clear that two wet blood lines had seeped through, quickly staining a large area.

Jiang Feng’s punch came swiftly, at an extremely tricky angle, and the nose is a particularly vulnerable part of the human body. The lead black-clothed man had completely underestimated him, and now he had broken his nose with just one punch!

Jiang Feng said coldly, "Wu Jiaotou, I didn’t expect Fuliujun to send you here, and even bring so many assassins. It seems your plans are indeed deep!"

Teng Zhi was silently fighting a black-clothed man. Hearing these words, he suddenly looked up, disbelief in his eyes.

What? The lead black-clothed man was actually his former master, Wu Jiaotou?!

Wu Jiaotou straightened his back, and his bones made some slight sounds. His body then changed slightly.

He pulled down the black cloth, wiped his nose, and threw it far away.

"Boy, you have sharp eyes. I’ll give you one last chance. If you join me under Fuliujun now, it’s still not too late!"

Jiang Feng said nothing, answering with a punch.

There was a full level difference between them. Wu Jiaotou reached out and grabbed at Jiang Feng’s punch. Before they even touched, a thunderous explosion sounded between them. The shockwave exploded in front of Wu Jiaotou’s face, blinding him and causing his nose to bleed profusely!

He became furious and shouted, "Boy, you’re asking for death!"

Jiang Feng said without hesitation, "You killed my comrades, so it’s you who must die!"

They no longer spoke and resumed their battle.

After that, Jiang Feng didn’t engage Wu Jiaotou directly but used various means to restrain and delay him.

Wu Jiaotou could see through his intentions. Jiang Feng was clearly trying to buy time until Hua Su arrived!

Wu Jiaotou didn’t know Hua Su’s true strength, but he had brought nine black-clothed men, all of whom were skilled fighters near the Tianming Warrior level with rich combat experience.

With such a force, he didn’t think he couldn’t handle Hua Su.

But the longer the time dragged on, the more variables there were. He had to quickly kill Jiang Feng!

As long as Jiang Feng lived, the Guten Martial Hall would become a laughingstock, and the power he had carefully built over several years would turn into a joke.

But if he died, especially soon after becoming the champion, the people behind Guten would change their tune. They might hate or fear him, but eventually, they would be controlled by Guten’s power.

Therefore, Jiang Feng must die! From the moment he defeated Teng Zhi and thoroughly defeated the Guten Martial Hall, his fate was sealed!

With a command from Wu Jiaotou, the black-clothed men’s attacks became more intense.

Jiang Feng was extremely cunning, and Wu Jiaotou couldn’t take him down immediately, so he targeted the others.

You can dodge, but can your comrades dodge?

Teng Zhi was in a state of turmoil.

His opponent was his master who had taught him for several years. Although Wu Jiaotou had always suppressed him, not letting him participate in the county exams, and wanted Teng Zhi to win the championship to shock everyone, it was true that without Wu Jiaotou’s teaching, Teng Zhi would never have reached the level of one chain and five cavities at his age, with a Mingli strength of three breaths.

Teng Zhi disagreed with some of his methods but was deeply grateful to him from the bottom of his heart.

But now, regardless of whether Jiang Feng’s final victory was a bit cunning, his championship was beyond doubt. Such a young man would undoubtedly shine in the future provincial exams, and his martial cultivation prospects were limitless!

As a martial hall teacher, to kill someone just because they won the championship, Teng Zhi absolutely did not agree with this!

He didn’t know who these black-clothed men were or where they came from, but it was clear they were Wu Jiaotou’s subordinates.

The black-clothed men’s attacks became more intense, and they also ruthlessly targeted Teng Zhi. Every time Wu Jiaotou glanced over, Teng Zhi felt a chill when he met that cold gaze.

He genuinely regarded Wu Jiaotou as his master, but the other side had no trace of a master-disciple relationship!

Sadness and anger mixed and fermented, and Teng Zhi’s movements became larger and more fierce. Suddenly, he roared and grabbed a black-clothed man, smashing his forehead into him!

Thud, thud, thud, three times in succession!

Dull sounds echoed, and on the last hit, a faint golden light appeared on Teng Zhi’s forehead, and his headbutt carried Mingli!

The black-clothed man was dazed and tried to dodge instinctively, but Teng Zhi’s right fist burst into flames, and he punched the man’s stomach.

This punch used all of Teng Zhi’s strength, and his fist pierced through the black-clothed man’s stomach, emerging from his back. Teng Zhi roared again and swung his fist, sending the black-clothed man’s corpse flying, hitting another black-clothed man who was about to attack Hong Cheng from behind!

There were four of them, and with the one who just died, there were nine black-clothed men left.

The highest level on their side was Teng Zhi, one chain and five cavities, while the strongest on the enemy side was Wu Jiaotou, a Tianming Warrior, with the rest ranging from one chain and five cavities to one chain and six cavities.

Their weakness and the enemy’s strength were obvious.

Teng Zhi and Hong Cheng could barely protect themselves, but Wang Erhu could only barely hold on. His injuries were getting worse, and he could fall at any moment, never to rise again.

The battle was chaotic, but Jiang Feng’s judgment of the situation was still crystal clear.

He moved like a fish, finding a gap, and retreated from Wu Jiaotou to rescue Wang Erhu. Just halfway there, Wu Jiaotou sneered and suddenly unleashed his full power. Jiang Feng’s body stiffened, and his movements were slowed by this overwhelming aura!

At this moment, Wu Jiaotou suddenly accelerated and punched straight at Jiang Feng!

If Jiang Feng continued forward, he would be delivering himself to Wu Jiaotou’s punch. He used all his strength to dodge, but this made him further from Wang Erhu.

At this moment, a black-clothed man raised his knife, and Wang Erhu crouched, getting his shoulder pierced. A splash of blood splattered into the air, and Wang Erhu grunted, clenching his teeth.

Wu Jiaotou sneered, "Want to run? Watch your comrade die first!"

More and more blood splattered, and the three around them had red eyes, but they could only watch Wang Erhu stagger and get injured.

His teeth were tightly clenched, and he didn’t make a sound, fearing it would distract the others. But the more he did this, the more it made Jiang Feng and the others anxious.

Wu Jiaotou was a full level higher than Jiang Feng, and now that he unleashed his full strength, he immediately suppressed Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng couldn’t escape his presence, let alone help Wang Erhu.

Jiang Feng kept getting hit, and Wu Jiaotou’s sinister smile kept flashing before his eyes. He could faintly hear Wang Erhu’s suppressed grunts.

If he just dodged, he might really buy time until Hua Su arrived. He was using Wang Erhu’s crisis to force Jiang Feng to counterattack!

At this moment, it was as if a stream of icy water flowed through Jiang Feng’s mind, instantly making his heart clear and transparent.

In front of his eyes, a crescent moon appeared, narrow almost to a slit, but incredibly bright, even more so than when it was full!

A bright light burst from the crescent moon, shooting straight at him.

Upon closer inspection, it wasn’t moonlight but a fist.

This strike was as sharp as a blade, as pointed as a spear, shooting from the sky and reaching him in an instant!

The surrounding air violently surged towards the punch, as if it naturally carried a powerful suction, drawing everything in.

This punch carried the might of heaven and earth!

This was the punch Ye Xiao had thrown in front of him on the night he broke through. Now, it appeared clearly before him, every detail and every flow of power vividly reflected in his mind and in the Tianxin Seed.

The Tianji Magic Cube floated out, and the blocks began to change rapidly.

Jiang Feng took a deep breath.

Wu Jiaotou noticed that the young man in front of him had undergone a subtle change. He was still young and full of vigor, but there was a calmness that didn’t match his age. Now, this calmness carried something that instilled fear. If Wu Jiaotou could act on instinct, he would turn and run without looking back!

A gentle breeze blew, bringing the scent of earth. The sunset’s golden light suddenly dimmed, as if suppressed.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng lifted his eyes and stared directly at him.

There seemed to be something flowing in his eyes, and the center of his pupils turned a brilliant gold.

He silently threw a punch.

This punch was extremely slow, extremely calm, even elegant and composed.

But the surrounding air suddenly became chaotic, colliding wildly, creating whirlwinds in the space around him!

Jiang Feng shouted, "Heartbreak!"

His fist was still a foot away from Wu Jiaotou, who was puzzled, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He bent down and saw his chest bulging outward. A moment later, with a "bang," his ribs flipped out, and a large amount of blood spurted out!

Blood gushed from his lips, and he fell to his knees.

A strong wind blew, lifting the blood and splashing it onto the black-clothed men behind him.

One of the black-clothed men was about to stab Wang Erhu when he was hit by the blood and let out a piercing scream!

The blood seemed to have a strong corrosive effect, causing his skin, face, and eyes to explode. In an instant, he died in front of Wang Erhu, just a step behind Wu Jiaotou!

Teng Zhi, Hong Cheng, Wang Erhu, and the remaining six black-clothed men were all stunned.

They looked at Jiang Feng in disbelief, as if seeing a monster.

A young man, just one chain and one cavity, who had just broken through, had somehow crossed a full level and killed a Tianming Warrior under the level suppression?!

The golden color in Jiang Feng’s eyes quickly disappeared, returning to its original dark and clear state. He seemed a bit surprised himself, a smile appearing on his lips, and then he swayed and fell to the ground.

A black-clothed man shouted, "He only has one punch’s strength!"

Another quickly added, "He killed Master Wu! Attack, kill him!"

The black-clothed men ignored Teng Zhi and the others, turning to pounce on Jiang Feng.

At this moment, a hand reached out and lifted Jiang Feng. A pair of cold eyes, hidden under messy hair, looked at the black-clothed men.

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A bit disheartened...

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