Chapter 41

As Ling Feng approached, Wang Chen felt the howling wind, and his fists kept moving closer to his chest, a hint of solemnity appearing between his brows. (Win phone credit)

The energy within his body was still rising, the explosive sensation continuously impacting every meridian and cell, as if it were about to tear his body apart.

After all, it was not the energy he had cultivated himself, and his body could not bear such a burden. Wang Chen was enduring unimaginable torment.

It seemed that his body might explode at any moment.

"Right now!" Suddenly, the energy stopped surging, and Ling Zhan's voice came through.

At this moment, Ling Feng had already arrived in front of Wang Chen, his fist no more than half a meter from his chest.

Just as it was about to hit his chest, in a split second, Wang Chen let out an angry roar, as if all his true essence was about to burst forth. He pushed off with his back foot, and instead of retreating, he lunged forward toward Ling Feng.

Gripping his hands tightly, the Ghost Steps emerged under his feet. At this moment, his speed increased more than twofold. Just as Ling Feng's fist was about to strike his chest, his body suddenly swayed, dodging the powerful punch.

Seeing the impending successful strike being evaded, the opponent mysteriously disappeared from his line of sight, a look of disbelief appeared on Ling Feng's face. The area in front of him was empty; where was Wang Chen?

Seeing this, with a look of surprise, his body paused slightly, and he quickly looked to the side. At this moment, Wang Chen had appeared beside him.

"How is this possible!" He exclaimed in shock.

"Shatter Rock!" Without paying attention to Ling Feng's shock, Wang Chen seized the opportunity and punched out.

The true essence within his body rapidly drained, just as Ling Zhan had said, he only had one chance to strike. After this one hit, all the true essence would be completely consumed!

The fierce punch cut through the air, producing a sharp, piercing sound, heading straight for Ling Feng's head. Wang Chen's eyes were cold!

"Dragon Transforming Palm!"

In a panic, Ling Feng had no time to think and hurriedly blocked with his palm. (Win Q-Coins)

Confused, he wondered what had just happened. How could Wang Chen suddenly disappear from his sight? How could his speed suddenly increase so much? What puzzled Ling Feng even more was the power of that punch, which was overwhelmingly powerful, far beyond the capabilities of a Sixth Stage Body Tempering Warrior.

Could he have been hiding his strength? Thinking of this, Ling Feng was startled.

"No way!" He quickly dismissed the thought. At just fifteen years old, how strong could he be? This move's power had already completely surpassed that of a True Warrior; it definitely wasn't his true strength! Yes, he must have some secret technique or taken some medicine; otherwise, it would be impossible for his strength to increase so much in such a short time.

Thinking of this, a sinister look appeared on Ling Feng's face. Even if he had taken some medicine or used some secret technique, what difference did it make? The gap was still a gap. Could he fly into the sky?

With a thought, the true essence within his body surged, pouring entirely into his hands. White light flashed in his hands, emitting a lightning-like glow! With a heavy whistling sound, it rushed straight toward Wang Chen.

"Good, right now!" Seeing the opponent not dodge, Wang Chen revealed a cold smile.

He had been waiting for this moment. He had been worried that Ling Feng would choose to dodge, but now it seemed he was too arrogant. Perhaps because of his absolute confidence in his own strength, he chose to resist head-on. After all, in his eyes, Wang Chen was just a Sixth Stage Body Tempering Warrior.

How could he have known that, under the impact of Ling Zhan's powerful energy, the energy of his punch in this short moment was no less than that of a Spirit Warrior's strike!

"Explode!" Just as the punch and palm were about to meet, a smile that made Ling Feng uneasy appeared on Wang Chen's face.

At the same time, the hidden energy within his body suddenly erupted, releasing all at once, concentrating on this one strike!

This smile made Ling Feng frown. What was going on? The strength gap was clear; why was he still smiling coldly? Was he desperate?

"No, what's going on, this..." But before Ling Feng could finish his confusion, he suddenly sensed something was wrong.

Suddenly, he felt a terrifying threat, an unprecedented threat. Wang Chen's aura in front of him suddenly soared, not inferior to his own.

That punch suddenly emitted a low roar, with lightning-like flashes on the fist, and the wind was fierce! It seemed to have grown several times larger in an instant.

At this moment, Wang Chen's strength had increased more than tenfold!

"How is this possible!" Sensing this, Ling Feng's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly channeled all his true essence into his hands. At the same time, he shifted his feet to avoid all vital areas.

"Boom..."

The punch and palm met, and a fierce wind howled. An invisible wave of energy surged outward, causing leaves to scatter and dust to rise.

Like a bolt from the blue, the deafening roar was overwhelming.

"Ah..." Caught off guard, Ling Feng was forced back, a crisp sound of bone breaking coming from his arm.

Wang Chen's body paused, also feeling the immense impact, and he was forced back. But he was well-prepared, using the recoil to flip in mid-air and accelerate away!

"Purple Dawn Hall, Ling Feng, I, Wang Chen, will remember this. If there's a chance, I will definitely seek you out!"

From a distance, Wang Chen's angry roar echoed.

That one strike had drained all his true essence, and the energy Ling Zhan had transmitted to him was also completely consumed. Even though he knew Ling Feng was now injured, Wang Chen no longer had the strength to continue the pursuit. He could only follow Ling Zhan's advice and choose to escape. A gentleman's revenge can wait ten years; today's humiliation would be avenged in the future.

"Damn it!" Slamming onto the ground, Ling Feng roared in anger upon hearing Wang Chen's words.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood in rage, he gasped.

With his arm broken, even though he had avoided the vital areas at the last moment, his internal organs were severely damaged. A burning pain spread through his body, as if it were about to fall apart.

"Damn it, I'll kill you!" In a fit of rage, Ling Feng roared.

For the first time, he had suffered such an injury, and it was at the hands of a mere Sixth Stage Body Tempering waste. This was something he could not tolerate.

At seventeen, he had reached the Ninth Stage of Body Tempering; at eighteen, he had become a True Warrior; at twenty, he had become a Spirit Warrior. He was a prodigy, always the center of attention, and as a disciple of the Purple Dawn Hall, he was superior to others. How could he have ever endured such humiliation? A Sixth Stage Body Tempering person had injured him, making him feel utterly humiliated and driven mad with anger!

Staring fiercely in the direction Wang Chen had left, Ling Feng's eyes flashed with a cold, sinister look: "Wang Chen, Starlight Sect, you wait. The Purple Dawn Hall will make sure you die without a trace!"