Chapter 81

Two white teeth, clearly fell to the ground, accompanied by a pool of blood, incredibly eye-catching and dazzling!

Zhang Wanshan, with the strength of the Eighth Heaven of Martial Dao, was actually hit by Lin Fei's disciple who came later, and was slapped very forcefully.

What is true dominance? The current Lin Fei is the best proof!

Everyone showed expressions of disbelief!

Shock, jealousy, envy, red eyes, anger... and a series of emotions such as unwillingness, and even some disciples widened their eyes, either out of impulse, with blue veins bursting on their hands, finding it hard to believe that the senior brother they admired could not withstand three strikes and had two teeth knocked out.

Unbelievable!

Unbelievable, unbelievable!

The strong Zhang Wanshan, whom they admired, could not withstand three strikes and had his teeth knocked out, which overturned their imagination, like a skyscraper collapsing.

...

In front of everyone, Zhang Wanshan's teeth were knocked out!

The first to be shocked was Elder Li Ding.

Although Elder Li Ding had a poker face, his slightly moving fingers betrayed his current mood, emitting a cold aura that made people dare not approach.

He was angry.

Elder Li Ding was angry.

What kind of strength Zhang Wanshan had, Li Ding knew best. Being suppressed immediately upon meeting and then slapped was no different from being slapped in his own face.

Those elders who were originally dissatisfied were secretly laughing, even with smiles in their eyes.

"Damn brat!"

Li Ding cursed inwardly.

Since that year, Li Ding had harbored resentment against all disciples who practiced the Nine Turnings Mystic Art, believing they were rubbing salt into his wounds, unforgivable, and must be eliminated, causing extreme darkness in his mind.

...

"My teeth!"

Zhang Wanshan covered his mouth; his front teeth were knocked out, his speech slurred, and he struggled to utter these few words, his face showing an indescribable expression, one of horror.

And this was just the beginning!

Since Lin Fei wanted to dominate and defeat Zhang Wanshan, he would make everyone in the Divine Martial Square witness Zhang Wanshan being trampled underfoot.

"Eight Extremes and Six Directions Fist!"

The astonishingly skilled Lin Fei, who had switched to the sharp Black Sha Blade, instead delivered a punch.

This punch was both steady and fierce, just as fierce as his previous blade technique, as the name of the fist technique suggested, breaking through all eight extremities and six directions. Lin Fei's shadow split into three.

"Find..."

Before Zhang Wanshan could finish his word, everyone saw Lin Fei deliver a mysterious and domineering punch, striking Zhang Wanshan's chest.

"Spit!"

At this moment, the protective aura seemed to lose its effect, allowing Lin Fei's fist to penetrate. Zhang Wanshan's unfinished word was forced back, and he could not help but spit out blood, retreating seven or eight steps.

"Zhang Wanshan, feeling good? The best is yet to come!"

Lin Fei's icy voice, like a divine judgment, heavily landed in Zhang Wanshan's heart. Just as he managed to stabilize his stance, still in severe pain, his vision blurred, and his head swayed, another white tooth flew out.

"Slap!"

Lin Fei's body movement was already astonishing, and with the Eight Extremes and Six Directions Fist, how could Zhang Wanshan resist? Don't forget, Lin Fei had astonishing strength.

"Slap!"

"Slap!"

On the stage, Lin Fei grabbed Zhang Wanshan's collar and slapped him, both front and back, twice.

Teeth, again teeth.

Zhang Wanshan almost spat blood, unable to accept that he could not withstand a single move from Lin Fei, the so-called waste, and could not find an opportunity to counterattack.

His internal organs were churning, his mystic energy was chaotic, unable to be controlled, and his protective aura could not form the best barrier.

"Eight Extremes Return!"

Lin Fei threw Zhang Wanshan up, and someone appeared above him even faster, descending from the air and stomping down on Zhang Wanshan.

Bang bang bang.

Slap slap slap slap...

On the stage, Zhang Wanshan was thrown up and down like a doll, extremely pitiful. The mighty Eighth Heaven of Martial Dao expert could not use his martial arts and found no opportunity to resist.

Lin Fei, like a fierce tiger, beat Zhang Wanshan to a pulp.

Every time Lin Fei slapped Zhang Wanshan's face, it was as if he was slapping a senior disciple. Who would have thought that Lin Fei had hidden so deeply, using his full strength from the start, and actually suppressed Zhang Wanshan.

Most importantly, Zhang Wanshan made one wrong move after another.

"Bang!"

Zhang Wanshan was hit in the chest again, falling to the stage, already on the verge of death, his face swollen like a pig's head, his eyes unable to open, barely breathing.

"You..."

His teeth were almost all knocked out by Lin Fei, and he could hardly speak, spitting out a word before losing strength. His eyes, filled with anger and resentment, fixed on Lin Fei.

"Still daring to look at me like that, seems you have a lot of resentment!"

Lin Fei stomped down, and Zhang Wanshan immediately spat blood uncontrollably. He did not expect Lin Fei to be so shameless, still daring to attack him even when he was injured. Even now, he still did not understand how Lin Fei could defeat him without using his best skills, filled with endless resentment.

In the square, everyone watched Lin Fei's actions in shock.

Beating an Eighth Heaven of Martial Dao disciple like a punching bag until he lost the ability to counterattack required how much strength.

Is this an Eighth Heaven of Martial Dao disciple?

They dared not believe it.

...

Huff huff!

Lin Fei took a long breath, followed by a sense of relief, an extraordinary sense of relief.

Zhang Wanshan was carried off the stage, and Lin Fei suddenly wanted to laugh. You little brat, you have this day too, you deserve it!

At this moment, Lin Fei felt refreshed and comfortable, more so than a massage, as if he belonged to himself, radiating a different feeling all over.

Lin Fei clearly understood that he had cut off a part of his resentment.

"Hehe, rest assured, I have taken care of your biggest enemy, Zhang Wanshan. I will also help you complete the next tasks, so you can go in peace."

Lin Fei thought to himself, cutting off other resentments, the task would be almost complete, and he would no longer worry about being affected by emotions or the risk of losing control.

When Lin Fei came down from the stage, he found many people gathered together.

Suddenly, the square burst into enthusiastic cheers.

"Lin Fei, advance!"

"Lin Fei, advance, Lin Fei advance!"

"Lin Fei, advance, Lin Fei advance, Lin Fei advance!"

PS: Recommend a friend's book: In this world, there is no fairness, only deceit and the strong preying on the weak. Even with a heart of justice and virtue, one will still be bullied. To avoid being bullied, one must create their own world. I will break the norms, ethics, and order, and establish a world that belongs to my heart.

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