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"Tsk tsk tsk, young people sure have a lot of fire in them."
"What do you expect? That's the most outstanding disciple of the Sea-Swallowing Whale Sect, only twenty-three years old, and already at the third level of the Inner Strength."
"Hehe, the Golden Blade Sect and the Golden Flying Eagle Sect have never gotten along well. They've clashed many times over the fight for the top position. This is going to be interesting."
Voices of discussion reached their ears as Chen Feng and his companions frowned slightly, looking into the distance.
Debris was scattered everywhere as two young men, seemingly around twenty-three or twenty-four years old, clashed and confronted each other.
One had short hair and a lean physique, with sharp eyes like an eagle, dressed in a dark long robe adorned with a golden embroidered eagle pattern.
The other was nearly two meters tall, with a buzz cut and ordinary features, yet exuded an impressive aura, resembling a killer whale rolling in the waves.
The sound of footsteps echoed continuously as many figures rushed to stand behind the two, clearly the respective disciples and followers of their sects, confronting each other on either side.
"Here we go again with these two."
Zhang Tai muttered, and Chen Feng raised an eyebrow.
Earlier, Zhao Jushan had mentioned to him that these top sects had their share of grudges and conflicts.
The Golden Blade Sect and the Lion Heart Sect had similar issues, as did the sects of the two men on the field.
But—
"They're both so strong."
Xu Tingxiao's expression was somewhat complex.
He had thought of himself as a rare martial arts talent, second only to his senior brother in the entire vicinity of Nanjiang.
But now, looking at the young man of similar age who had already reached the third level of Inner Strength, he felt somewhat spiritually defeated.
"The one from the Golden Flying Eagle Sect is called Zhan Wushuang. It's rumored that he has already touched the bottleneck of the true intent realm."
"The one opposing him is called Pang Kui. I've heard my senior brother say that he's not even a match for this person. His Whale Body technique is already perfected, and his strength is astonishing, even able to contend with some true intent level masters."
Noticing that Chen Feng didn't recognize the two, Zhang Tai took the initiative to explain a bit.
His tone was equally complex, as he felt a significant gap between himself and these two.
Although the Giant Elephant Sect was a top-tier sect, it had only produced a master in recent years, and its foundation was indeed somewhat lacking.
Hearing this, Chen Feng nodded slightly.
Then he saw the two men on the field making their move.
"Zhan Wushuang, I say, why wait until tomorrow?"
"Let's have a proper match right now and see who is truly number one!"
The tall Pang Kui said in a deep voice, his tone carrying over like rolling waves, giving off a sense of immense pressure.
However, the lean young man remained unusually calm and did not get angry.
"Who is number one will be determined once the martial arts tournament concludes."
"As for you giving yourself a couple of days of face, what harm is there in that?"
His confidence was evident in his words, and the standoff continued until two true intent masters stepped in to mediate.
Seeing this scene, Chen Feng narrowed his eyes.
Zhang Tai also sensed something was off and looked puzzled.
"Why haven't the people from the Flying Dragon Sect shown up?"
As the hosts of the tournament, they hadn't made an appearance from the beginning until now.
It seemed somewhat unreasonable.
Thinking this, he glanced at Chen Feng and the others.
Although the enmity between the Flying Dragon Sect and the Flame Tiger Sect was significant, it was clear that this wasn't the reason.
Unable to ascertain, he shook his head.
The three finished their dinner, and Zhang Tai took his leave first, returning to the Giant Elephant Sect's circle.
After a moment, Zhao Jushan and Lin Xiaoyun returned one after another.
The smiles on their faces gradually faded, and Chen Feng could see that their expressions had become more serious.
"I inquired a bit. Although the Flying Dragon Sect hasn't participated in the martial arts tournament in recent years, they have already dominated the entire martial arts scene in Yun Port behind the scenes."
"More than a dozen sects have completely become their vassals, obeying their commands."
Lin Xiaoyun said in a low voice, clearly indicating that their earlier departure was not just for socializing.
Beside her, Zhao Jushan had a similar expression and said solemnly, "Not only that, I've heard that the Flying Dragon Sect has successfully transformed and established the Flying Dragon Group, venturing into many industries in Yun Port, while also monopolizing the entire transmission of martial arts."
"Every year, they select the most talented individuals first."
"The rest are then given to sects like the One Fist Sect and the Giant Bear Sect."
With these words, although the restaurant was still noisy, the atmosphere among Chen Feng and the others fell silent for several seconds.
Thirty years.
Collecting all martial arts talents in Yun Port.
One could imagine how profound the foundation and strength of the Flying Dragon Sect, with masters in command, must be now.
With heavy hearts, the four quietly left the restaurant and returned to the Listening Wind Courtyard.
Night fell, enveloping everything in silence.
After tidying up, Chen Feng lay down on his bed, sensing that his master was still awake.
The struggle for dominance was not just talk; it was a mountain pressing down on everyone in the Flame Tiger Sect.
The more he understood, the more intense the unspoken oppression became.
A thought crossed his mind, and he finally closed his eyes, suppressing all distractions.
He knew there was only one way to break the deadlock.
Strength.
Even more powerful strength.
Whoosh!!
The fierce wind howled, and a body as solid as rock stepped forward.
Dark mist swirled above, and the Shield Golem flapped its wings, shooting like a white beam of light straight towards the Extreme Martial Hall.
At this point, the breakthrough was imminent.
In the final few kilometers, Chen Feng could no longer care about the consumption of his mental energy.
Although this would have some negative effects on him in reality, as long as he controlled it within a certain time, it was bearable.
Whoosh!!
Suddenly, the fierce wind rose again, and the Shield Golem moved at an incredible speed, not much slower than when it activated its blood-patterned wings.
Buildings flew past beneath him, the shadows of the streetlights dark and deep.
Until he was close to reaching the limit of mental exhaustion.
A building came into view, and the small sign of the Extreme Martial Hall was barely visible below.
Whoosh!
The giant stone wings flapped, and the Shield Golem slowly descended.
But soon, he sensed a change.
Chen Feng's expression shifted slightly.
Caw!!
A piercing cry split the sky, and a shadow suddenly shot out from within the martial hall building below.
It moved at incredible speed, covering a hundred meters in just a breath.
With no way to evade, Chen Feng felt a wave of life-and-death crisis.
At the critical moment, the Shield Golem stood upright, hovering in mid-air, and struck out with its right arm.
Boom!!!
The shockwave exploded, like a hurricane reversing.
The powerful Shield Golem was actually pushed back seven or eight meters.
Three claw-like marks appeared on the surface of its solid gray-white fist, and it stabilized its form only after flapping its stone wings again.
Whoosh!
The wind continued to howl as Chen Feng stood on its shoulder, steadying his balance and focusing his gaze.
What he saw was a massive flying creature with a wingspan of nearly ten meters.
Its black eagle-like exterior was covered in feathers as dark as iron, with a beak of dark gold.
It was unmistakably the flying eagle creature he had caught a fleeting glimpse of in his dream a few days ago.
Unlike the previous situation, the flying eagle creature now had cold vertical pupils, filled with murderous intent as if it were defending its territory.
At the same time, several more shadows rose from the open space of the martial hall building below.
They resembled smaller versions of the flying eagle creature, but their wingspan also reached six or seven meters, exuding an aura not inferior to that of an ordinary third-tier creature.
With a serious expression, Chen Feng knew he had encountered a tough opponent this time.
Feeling the rapid depletion of his mental energy.
Without hesitation, he made a decision.
"Run!"
Whoosh!
The Shield Golem suddenly flapped its stone wings and left the area.
However, that group of flying eagle creatures showed no mercy.
They surrounded him one after another, their speed not much slower than that of the Shield Golem.
Seeing this scene, Chen Feng made a quick decision.
The Shield Golem dove straight towards a tall building, and he was already covered in Azure Armor, with blood-patterned wings sprouting out.
Caw!!
A piercing shriek erupted again, and the ground-floor windows of the nearby buildings trembled continuously, cracking.
As the flying eagle swarm charged in unison, the Shield Golem suddenly halted, turned, and struck with its fist.
Boom!!!
The shockwave surged, and the ground-floor windows of the tall buildings shattered with a loud bang.
The massive stone figure flickered rapidly, and the white light mixed with golden patterns vanished from the spot.
The two flying eagles, injured and screeching, spiraled in the air, while the leader of the flying eagles, with its vertical pupils cold and indifferent, looked down at the ground.
After several breaths, having failed to find the target's trace, it finally spread its wings and returned, leading its group away.
The sound of the wind gradually subsided, and everything slowly returned to silence.
Witnessing this scene, Chen Feng, who was hiding in another building, had a grim expression, looking rather unpleasant.
If it hadn't been for relying on the Shield Golem to maneuver and confuse their vision, and then escaping through the blood wings, he would have almost certainly been severely injured or even killed by that group of flying eagles.
Besides that.
"I miscalculated."
He had originally planned to go directly to the martial hall, kill the masked man, obtain the Extreme Martial, and then loot the remaining limits.
But now it seemed that those black soldier ants and the black ant swarm had definitely been driven away.
Shaking his head to suppress his thoughts, the Shield Golem had consumed a lot of his mental energy, nearing its limit.
After a moment of rest in place.
After thinking for a while, Chen Feng decided to leave the building.
"The corpses controlled by the black soldier ants will be influenced by their consciousness from life."
"So, the masked man from the Extreme Martial Hall won't stray too far from the hall."
With a clear thought, he slung his black backpack over his shoulder and quickly appeared on the asphalt road.
He amplified his senses, and everything within a hundred meters became clear.
That group of flying eagle creatures had already returned to the martial hall. What he needed to do was find the masked man before they discovered him.
This was the best way for him to break through to true intent in a short time, and even if it was risky, it was worth it.
Instantly, he quickened his pace.
Centered around the Extreme Martial Hall, Chen Feng walked briskly within an eight-hundred-meter radius.
Half an hour, an hour, two hours.
The eight-hundred-meter radius was not small, and searching through it all consumed quite a bit of time.
Time ticked away, and Chen Feng's heart sank.
The time until the end of the dream was drawing closer, and he didn't want to return empty-handed.
Step!
Finally, just as his patience was about to run out.
An unusual sound of footsteps echoed.
At the end of his perception, at the entrance of a shopping mall.
Several faceless individuals appeared.
Some wore trench coats and leather shoes, while others were in sportswear and black boots.
Instead of being startled, Chen Feng felt a surge of joy, for he clearly saw two men wearing white masks with black patterns standing behind those faceless individuals.
As if sensing his approach, they not only didn't hide but instead stepped forward, seemingly thinking they had found their prey.
Step step step step!
The sound of footsteps echoed densely, and the other nearby faceless individuals seemed to receive orders, rushing in from all directions.
"Finally, I found you."
Grinning and licking his lips, Chen Feng saw the light orbs waving at him.
In an instant, as the faceless individuals and the masked men approached like locusts.
Whoosh!!!
With a burst of energy, he dashed forward like a tiger.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
As if hit by a truck, countless figures were sent flying, crashing into walls.
The two masked men paused, sensing something was off with the black soldier ants hidden in their hearts.
They wanted to escape, but the next second.
Snap!
Both of their thick palms shot out simultaneously, one left and one right, perfectly grabbing their heads.
"Extreme Martial Fist."
His eyes lit up, and Chen Feng swung his arms.
Boom!!
The two tall and strong faceless individuals were smashed into the ground like toys, blood splattering everywhere.
The crimson energy erupted, and a faint tiger roar reverberated.
Boom!
The two black soldier ants hidden in their hearts instantly perished, their piercing screams never even having a chance to sound.
In the blink of an eye, the surrounding black soldier ant swarm went into a frenzy.
Chen Feng flicked his palm, revealing a sharp bronze long knife.
Swish!
His figure flickered, and in two breaths.
All the faceless individuals were severed in half, and the corrosive black residue gradually faded away.
[Perception LV3: 70/100]
Nearly twenty gray light orbs surged into his body, and Chen Feng glanced at the progress on his panel.
The bronze sword in his hand quietly shrank, and he withdrew his gaze, looking at the two light orbs of pale blue floating not far in front of him.
He stepped forward.
Reaching out, he absorbed them.
Buzz!!
In an instant, a new scene appeared before him.
"Now that black disasters are frequent, and my sect has lost more than half of its experts, it's time to relax some rules."
In the scene, there was an old man and a young man, and the old voice echoed.
One wore an ancient long robe, with gray hair, while the other was dressed in a white martial arts uniform, appearing to be in his early twenties.
"Though your talent is average, your character is upright."
"It's rare that you have mastered the Explosive Fist and have practiced it to perfection, so you barely qualify to cultivate my sect's advanced techniques."
As the words fell, Chen Feng, who was observing this scene, was taken aback.
"Extreme Combat Fist, Celestial Tyrant Body. According to the sect's rules, you can only choose one of these advanced techniques."
"I can teach you the first layer of the key points, and additionally allow you to observe the Essence of Combat Diagram."
"Have you thought it through?"
The old man asked calmly, while the young man across from him hesitated for a moment.
"Master, I want to choose Extreme Combat Fist."
"Good!"
The old man nodded readily and soon led the young man into a quiet room.
It was quiet yet bright.
Looking through the window, one could see the sky over Qinggang City, darkening as if shrouded in some black mist that wouldn't disperse.
However, this was not the focus of Chen Feng's attention.
Because, following the young man's line of sight.
He saw the old man walk to the wall of the quiet room and pull a red rope.
Whoosh!
The round shaft hanging on the wall slid rapidly, revealing an ink wash painting.
Extreme Combat!
Only two bold characters, written in a flamboyant style, like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, with strokes as strong as iron!
Completely different from any image Chen Feng had seen before.
Yet, through the ink-colored characters, it seemed as if he saw a light point suspended in the sky.
Infinitely magnified, it turned out to be a massive meteor falling from the sky.
No, it was countless meteors!
The atmosphere evaporated, flames erupted.
Countless meteors came from beyond the heavens, blocking out the sun and bringing despair.
But the next second.
The painting rapidly ascended, and a figure stood at the cliff's edge, looking up at the sky full of meteors.
"Human strength will eventually reach its limit."
"But, the fighting spirit is boundless!"
Boom!!
The image shattered, and all memories vanished without a trace.
Chen Feng stood dazed in place, as if two large characters were rapidly coalescing in his eyes.
Extreme Combat!
Extreme Combat!!
Extreme Combat!!!
Buzz!
In an instant, his mind automatically envisioned those two characters.
It felt as if a roar echoed, breaking through the so-called limits of human strength, connecting to the endless future of martial arts.
[You have comprehended the Essence of Combat Diagram!]
[You have gained a new skill—Extreme Combat Fist!]
[Extreme Combat Fist: Beginner (1%)+]
TL/N: F***ing Finally!
(End of the Chapter)
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