Chapter 13

With a swish, Chu Feng’s figure darted to the side, evading Chu Cheng’s attack.

At the same time, he planted one foot on the ground, spun abruptly, and delivered a powerful spinning back kick.

Seeing this, Chu Cheng’s expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly retreated. However, Chu Feng’s kick was not only incredibly fast but also aimed at a tricky spot, making it impossible to dodge.

In a panic, Chu Cheng crossed his arms to block Chu Feng’s attack.

*Bang*

*Tap tap tap...*

One kick landed, and Chu Cheng was forced to retreat several steps, a tingling sensation spreading through his arms.

At this moment, Chu Cheng’s brows furrowed. He had never imagined that Chu Feng would have such strength.

This level of power was completely beyond his expectations, forcing him to take Chu Feng seriously.

“You have some skills, but relying solely on brute strength will never make you great. I’ll show you the power of martial techniques.”

*Clap clap clap clap*

*Roar*

Chu Cheng tapped several acupoints on his body, then let out a sudden roar. His clothes instantly bulged, and his fists grew significantly.

Moreover, his skin turned from white to purple, veins protruding, a terrifying sight.

“Enhancement-type martial technique.”

Chu Feng’s eyes narrowed. He could tell that Chu Cheng was using an enhancement-type martial technique.

This type of martial technique did not change the moves but enhanced the user’s physical capabilities.

At a certain level of cultivation, one could become impervious to water and fire, invulnerable to blades and bullets, turning the entire body into a weapon.

Seeing Chu Feng’s expression change, Chu Cheng felt a surge of pride. Although Chu Feng’s strength surprised him, he knew that not having cultivated any martial techniques was Chu Feng’s greatest weakness.

The martial technique he was using was called Iron Body. With this technique, he was almost invincible in physical combat against those of equal cultivation, giving him absolute confidence in defeating Chu Feng.

“Chu Feng, if you kneel and beg for mercy now, I might—”

Before he could finish his sentence, Chu Feng’s figure suddenly blurred and vanished.

When Chu Feng reappeared, he was already in front of Chu Cheng, a powerful punch rapidly approaching his face.

“You’re asking for it.”

Seeing Chu Feng dare to engage in physical combat, Chu Cheng sneered and punched back, aiming directly at Chu Feng’s fist.

*Clang*

The two fists met, producing a sound like metal clashing.

However, after the clash, Chu Cheng was forced to retreat several steps again, the tingling in his fist intensifying. Chu Feng, on the other hand, did not budge.

“How can his body be so strong?”

Chu Cheng finally realized something was wrong. With the martial technique he had cultivated, almost no one at his level dared to engage him in physical combat.

But now, Chu Feng not only engaged him but also had the upper hand, which made him feel extremely uneasy.

*Swish*

Suddenly, Chu Feng darted forward, striking with a single palm, aiming at Chu Cheng’s face.

Having learned from the previous encounters, Chu Cheng did not block this time but aimed for Chu Feng’s wrist, grabbing it.

This time, Chu Cheng also used a martial technique, a fast and precise grappling technique. Before Chu Feng could react, he had already grabbed his wrist.

“This...”

But before Chu Cheng could rejoice, he was shocked to find that his grappling technique had missed, and the palm that had been heading for his face had vanished.

*Bang*

*Ugh*

Before he could react, a powerful palm struck his chest.

Chu Feng’s palm was incredibly strong, sending Chu Cheng flying ten meters away before he crashed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

This scene left Chu Zhen, who had been watching from the side, dumbfounded. He had never imagined that even a fourth-level Spirit Warrior like Chu Cheng would be defeated by Chu Feng.

This was beyond his comprehension. In his eyes, Chu Feng had always been a complete waste.

“How could this happen...”

Chu Cheng’s face, besides pain, was filled with shock.

He couldn’t understand how he could be hit after clearly grabbing Chu Feng’s wrist.

“Could it be... he has cultivated a martial technique?”

“Impossible, absolutely impossible. He’s only been in the Inner Sect for ten days; how could he have mastered a martial technique?”

Chu Cheng believed that what Chu Feng used couldn’t be a martial technique because it was impossible to master one in just ten days.

If he knew that Chu Feng had not only cultivated a martial technique but also the Inner Sect’s strongest technique, the Illusory Palm, he would be even more shocked.

“Brother.” At this moment, Chu Zhen ran over, trying to help Chu Cheng escape.

He was genuinely panicked. The thought that even Chu Cheng was no match for Chu Feng made him want to flee.

“Don’t be in such a hurry to leave.”

But at that moment, Chu Feng appeared silently, blocking their path.

“Chu Feng, what do you want?”

Chu Zhen tried to remain calm but couldn’t hide his fear.

The Chu Feng before him was completely different from the one he remembered, a change that terrified him.

“I don’t want much. Just hand over everything you have, kneel and beg for mercy, and I’ll spare you.” Chu Feng smiled, but his smile was chilling.

“Chu Feng, don’t be too excessive.”

Chu Cheng gritted his teeth.

“Excessive? You’ve been calling me a waste, defaming and insulting me in front of others.”

“You even followed me secretly, trying to rob and teach me a lesson. Now you say I’m excessive?”

“I know you don’t consider me part of the Chu family, and I don’t care because I’ve never considered you family.”

“But you can insult me, Chu Feng, but you dared to treat Sister Chu Yue that way, and I can’t tolerate that. Sister Chu Yue is family to me, a relative, one of the few people I want to protect.”

As he spoke, Chu Feng’s expression turned cold, and he suddenly struck. Two loud slaps landed on Chu Cheng’s and Chu Zhen’s faces.

These slaps were very forceful, knocking both of them to the ground. Then Chu Feng stomped on Chu Cheng’s chest.

“Your mouth is so sharp, so good at arguing and threatening people.”

“Why aren’t you talking now? Speak up, beg for mercy...”

As he spoke, Chu Feng slapped Chu Cheng’s face again.

After two more slaps, two red handprints appeared on Chu Cheng’s cheeks, and a trickle of blood flowed from his mouth.

“Make me beg to you, a waste? Dream on.”

Chu Cheng showed some backbone.

But Chu Feng smiled and swung his arms, delivering several more slaps to Chu Cheng’s face.

Chu Cheng’s cheeks quickly swelled, and he was beaten into a pig’s head by Chu Feng.

“Chu Feng, I’ll fight you to the death.” Seeing his brother being beaten, Chu Zhen finally erupted.

“Get lost.” But Chu Feng just waved his sleeve, and a slap sent Chu Zhen sprawling to the ground, unable to even get up.

At this moment, Chu Zhen truly realized the gap between him and Chu Feng. He couldn’t even withstand one move from Chu Feng.

“Chu Feng, if you have the guts, kill me.” Chu Cheng’s eyes glinted with ferocity as he roared.

“Do you think I won’t?”

Chu Feng spoke, then pulled a dagger from Chu Cheng’s waist, pointing it at his dantian.

“I’ll count to one. If you don’t beg for mercy, I’ll destroy your dantian and make you unable to cultivate for life.”

“You dare!!!” Hearing this, Chu Cheng’s expression changed drastically. The ferocity in his eyes vanished, replaced by immense fear.

Like Chu Zhen, he had a feeling that the Chu Feng before him was completely different from the one he remembered.

He really couldn’t be sure if Chu Feng would really destroy his dantian or even kill him.