Translator: CinderTL
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Bang!!
In the spacious quiet room at the back of the venue, wooden chairs shattered, and the walls were pierced.
Several True Intent level sect masters were sent flying out, covered in blood, gravely injured and unconscious.
The scene, meant to intimidate, made the onlookers' eyelids twitch, especially the elder of the Golden Flying Eagle Sect who had voiced opposition, now spitting blood, with a blade wound piercing his chest.
"You, you of the Golden Blade Sect... are you also a dog for the Flying Dragon Sect?"
The elder of the Golden Flying Eagle Sect turned pale, unable to believe it.
He never expected such a blow from behind him.
Similarly, the Sea-Swallowing Whale Sect and the Lion Heart Sect, among other top sects, wore expressions of shock and suspicion, even exchanging glances filled with doubt.
"You've stayed in the top position for too long."
Pfft!
The blade light was drawn out, blood splattering.
The esteemed elder of the Golden Flying Eagle Sect died right there.
And the elder of the Golden Blade Sect unceremoniously took the position the elder had just occupied.
In an instant, Li Tong, sitting in the back row, felt a chill in his heart, already sensing several auras locking onto him.
"We, the Flying Dragon Sect, are the leader of the Southern Martial Alliance."
"Is there anyone who still opposes?"
Jiang Yunshan asked with a smile.
The atmosphere grew tense, and some could no longer bear the pressure and prepared to nod.
Whoosh!!!
Without hesitation, Li Tong erupted with power, a fierce tiger shadow coalescing behind him.
In an instant, like a fleeting shadow, he broke through the quiet room's window, landing on the first floor's rockery grass, about to leave.
"Where do you think you're going!!!"
Yang Chengyuan of the Pine Crane Sect had long been on guard against his escape.
Caw!!
A white pine crane shadow appeared out of nowhere, surprisingly arriving first, rushing out the window to block him.
Bang!!
The force exploded, red and white lights clashing.
Li Tong's figure halted, standing in the middle of the grass.
His face darkened completely, and from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of shadows landing behind him, four True Intent masters surrounding him.
One Fist Sect, Eight Trigrams Palm Sect, Giant Bear Sect, and Flying Bird Sect.
These were the sects that had blocked him on the day he arrived in Yun Port, and they had long since become vassals of the Flying Dragon Sect.
"Hahaha, Li Tong, you have lost today!"
Yang Chengyuan's face was filled with delight, standing in the center, not forgetting the humiliation he suffered that day at the Flame Tiger Pavilion.
The other four True Intents also wore fierce expressions, locking him in from all sides, leaving him no escape.
"Li Tong, admit defeat."
"Since you dare to return to Yun Port, don't think you can leave again."
Mocking and threatening voices rang out, but Li Tong did not respond.
Instead, a wave of intense crisis surged within him, and he turned to look at the redwood corridor beside the rockery grass.
Step, step!
Several figures approached, mostly elderly men with gray hair, all wearing Flying Dragon robes.
The weakest among them was at the True Intent level, but that was not the most deadly part.
Because, behind them, the Crimson Tiger shadow bristled, and Li Tong's gaze was fixed on the middle-aged man surrounded by them.
He had a square face and wore a light blue robe.
There were no Flying Dragon patterns, but behind him was a vividly lifelike flying dragon, as if it had truly materialized.
Soaring from the clouds, it peered down.
The dragon whiskers moved slightly, its vertical pupils indifferent.
The pressure of a master condensed and did not dissipate, causing Li Tong to tremble all over, his spine cracking as if about to break, and the blood vessels within him were rapidly compressed, on the verge of bursting.
"Flame Tiger Sect."
The middle-aged man's expression was calm, the scales of the flying dragon beside him appearing real.
"Kneel, submit."
"I can give you a way out."
His voice was light and breezy, but Li Tong gritted his teeth, small blood vessels bursting within him, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins.
Step, step, step, step, the footsteps sounded, and Jiang Yunshan and others who were in the quiet room on the second floor appeared.
"Greetings, sect master!"
The True Intent Masters of the Flying Dragon Sect respectfully addressed him.
The mood of the top sects like the Giant Elephant Sect sank completely.
They had planned to continue stalling, but this master had already appeared.
It was clear they had only one choice left.
"What now?"
The middle-aged man asked indifferently, not caring about the many respectful figures beside him, still looking coldly at Li Tong.
The flying dragon beside him continued to look down, and under its pressure, the Crimson Tiger True Intent gradually became illusory and transparent, its desire to raise its head and roar suppressed, almost lying flat on the muddy grass.
Crack!
The ground began to sink, and Li Tong's spine bent like a bow.
He never expected that his former peer enemy had already become a master.
The overwhelming pressure kept coming, his knees cracking, but he gritted his teeth, refusing to kneel.
In the blink of an eye, blood dripped.
His eyes, nose, and ears bled, staining the red-patterned white robe.
Some True Intent Masters showed signs of compassion, but no one dared to speak up.
"It seems you have made your decision."
Shaking his head and no longer waiting, the middle-aged sect master of the Flying Dragon Sect stepped forward, preparing to leave.
"Since that's the case, from now on."
"There will be no more Flame Tiger."
Whoosh!!!!!!
A violent sound of breaking air suddenly rang out from above, forcibly interrupting the middle-aged sect master's words.
With a raised brow, everyone looked up at the sky.
A white light mixed with golden rays fell from the heavens, rapidly approaching in sight, like a meteor crashing down.
The wind howled, causing the grass on the ground to sway, and cracks appeared in the rockery.
"This!"
All gazes froze, and someone couldn't help but exclaim!
The wooden boards at the top of the wooden corridor rapidly shattered, cracks spreading like a spider web.
A rough and violent pressure surged, and they gradually began to understand Li Tong's earlier feelings.
"A Cyborg?"
The middle-aged sect master's face tightened, and with a wave of his hand, the flying dragon beside him, solid as reality, shot into the sky.
Bang!!
It was as if two massive objects collided, just a breath apart.
The shockwave exploded, and the wooden boards of the corridor shattered.
The air within a radius of several meters suddenly solidified, and then a white mist formed a circle, overturning heaven and earth.
"Quick, dodge!"
"Run!"
Someone shouted a warning, and figures rapidly fled.
The middle-aged sect master's expression turned serious, and then he saw the flying dragon retreat, a three-meter-high gray stone statue crashing down.
Boom!!!
The ground collapsed, and cracks spread, as if an earthquake had struck.
Yang Chengyuan and the five closest to him changed color, feeling their bodies pinned down by a powerful impact, their blood surging, unable to move.
The next second.
Buzz!!
The air exploded, like a white-gray fist carved from rock smashing out.
"No!!!"
Yang Chengyuan shouted in fear and anger, the pine crane shadow rushing to his front.
Bang!!!
The force exploded, flesh and blood scattered.
Bone fragments mixed with blood and torn cloth flew everywhere, leaving no trace of anyone at the scene.
"Run!!"
The other four True Intent Masters finally regained their composure.
Suppressing the backlash, they fought down the surging blood and aching bones.
Their faces turned pale as they hurriedly retreated in fear.
However, the next second.
Bang!!!
The courtyard wall exploded, and a bronze-colored, burly figure charged in like a tyrannosaurus.
The One Fist Sect's True Intent was punched through the from the back, its heart exploding into blood spots.
The scene fell silent, a thick right arm pulled out from the blood hole, and the corpse fell to the ground.
All the True Intent Masters present changed color, and the middle-aged sect master of the Flying Dragon Sect frowned deeply.
Swish!
His figure vanished, and he instantly appeared in front of Chen Feng.
The right hand of the man in the blue robe reached out like a dragon's claw, a strong killing intent enveloping him.
With blood splattered on his face, Chen Feng did not dodge or evade, merely meeting his gaze coldly.
Buzz!!!
The fierce wind rose again, and the giant body carved from rock suddenly moved.
Brutal strength overturned the air.
The middle-aged sect master frowned again, having to abandon Chen Feng and change his move to block.
Boom!!!
The ground collapsed again, and the intentionally shrunken Shield Golem punched out once more.
The middle-aged sect master's expression was serious as he stepped forward, crushing everything underfoot, retreating to unload the force.
Whoosh!!
The fierce wind rolled back, and the stone wings flapped.
In an instant, the Shield Golem charged forward, like a gray-white tank, crashing through everything, continuously throwing punches.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
Like cannon fire, everyone in the entire venue felt the ground tremble.
Gazes froze in horror, bodies stiff for several seconds.
Only Li Tong stood on the barely intact soil, turning to look at the towering figure that had appeared.
"Good disciple."
Stumbling slightly, he couldn't finish his sentence before he was about to fall.
Clap.
At the critical moment, Chen Feng supported him.
"Quick, escape."
The red-patterned white robe was stained with blood, the once smiling, plump elder was gravely injured and weak.
Step, step, step, the footsteps rapidly approached, those were the True Intent Masters of the sects who had reacted and were closing in.
From left to right, front to back, under the eaves of the walls.
Fist prints, flying birds, giant bears.
Illusory True Intents emerged, and Chen Feng slightly lowered his head, looking at the elder in his arms, whose breath was weak.
He was smiling, but it was a forced smile.
His eyes held guilt and regret, but there was no fear of death.
Flames burned in his heart, and all his blood vessels felt scalding hot.
This was the second time Chen Feng felt such rage.
He looked up at all the surrounding True Intents.
Behind him, a Crimson Tiger shadow coalesced out of thin air.
Gazes filled with suspicion came, the Crimson Tiger extended its claws, exerting force, lifting Li Tong onto its back.
"I'll take you."
"Let's kill our way back."
Roar!!!
The tiger's roar shook the heavens, not weaker than a dragon's roar.
Chen Feng charged forward, the Crimson Tiger following closely behind with Li Tong.
"This kid has broken through to True Intent, don't hold back!"
"Kill him!"
The Giant Bear Sect's True Intent, which had appeared to block them that day, looked furious and shouted loudly.
He never expected the opponent's talent to reach such a level.
Similarly, Jiang Yunshan and others also wore serious expressions, revealing killing intent, clearly sensing the opponent's potential and threat.
Letting the tiger return to the mountain would bring endless troubles!
"Kill!!"
It was unclear who shouted, and the Flying Dragon charged out, the dragon's roar resounding.
Bang!!!
The next second, a figure flew back, an arm of a Flying Dragon Sect True Intent exploded into fragments.
Color drained from their faces.
Chen Feng's arms bulged, the mastery-level Explosive Fist no longer concealed.
After breaking through to True Intent, his body's four-dimensional attributes had risen again.
An ordinary punch reached four tons, plus the Explosive Fist and the full power of the giant tiger.
A full fifteen tons!
In an instant, he ignored the screams of the True Intent with a severed arm in front of him and punched out again.
Boom!!
The bronze arm pierced through the chest bone and flesh, the fist clenched tightly emerging from the blood hole in the back.
Jiang Yunshan's face turned ugly, and the distant onlookers from the Giant Elephant Sect were even more horrified.
"It's the Overbearing Bone!"
"He must be a natural Overbearing Bone!!"
The Giant Bear Sect's True Intent looked terrified, sensing something was off.
"Quick, everyone together."
Whoosh!!!
The bronze figure flashed away, and the giant bear shadow blocking in front exploded.
Gripping the opponent's heart, Chen Feng coldly met his gaze.
"I've tolerated you for a long time."
Bang!
The heart exploded, and another True Intent died violently.
Everyone's hearts shattered, and in the end, Jiang Yunshan took a deep breath and shouted, leading the charge.
"Block him!"
"The sect master will soon deal with that Cyborg, and the elder will arrive shortly!"
As he spoke, the flying dragon shadow emerged from him, and blue energy gathered around him in a circle.
Whoosh!!
A powerful energy pillar broke through the air, and Chen Feng's feet plowed the ground, his chest a bronze hue, sliding back several meters.
"It's working!"
The encircling attackers were all invigorated, hurriedly channeling their energy, replicating the move.
Some even looked at Li Tong, who was being carried by the Crimson Tiger shadow, with ulterior motives, rushing towards him.
"You're looking for death!"
With cold eyes and killing intent, Chen Feng forcefully withstood several energy pillars, using a body stronger than ordinary silver steel to punch out.
Bang!!
Another True Intent was punched through the heart, and someone couldn't help but swallow.
The successive energy pillars stalled, and Jiang Yunshan cursed the crowd for being useless, gritting his teeth and charging forward.
Roar!!!
The flying dragon shadow merged into him, and his aura continuously rose as a result.
Whoosh!!
Fist prints broke through the air, blue energy enveloping them.
Bang!!
Fist against palm, in a breath, a full ten punches.
Pfft!!
Gasping for breath, Jiang Yunshan was punched through the spine, spitting out a large pool of blood, flying back and crashing through several courtyard walls.
Sensing that the opponent was not yet dead, Chen Feng's killing intent ran rampant, stomping the ground to continue the pursuit.
But soon, the platinum light in his mind flickered continuously, his figure swayed, and his face suddenly turned pale.
His footsteps halted as he looked towards another direction nearly a hundred meters away.
The attic shook and collapsed, the ground trembled, and the sound of dragon roars echoed continuously.
The Shield Golem kept launching attacks but still couldn't take down that master.
Moreover, sensing the situation, more and more people from the Flying Dragon Sect appeared, and there were even obvious cyborgs rushing towards the Shield Golem, preparing to encircle and kill.
In an instant, cold light flickered in his eyes and then faded, crossing over several breaths.
Chen Feng ultimately suppressed all killing intent, glancing around at everyone, memorizing the faces of all those who had surrounded him today.
Jiang Yunshan, the sect master of the Flying Dragon, the martial arts world of Yun Port.
Without a moment's delay, he immediately turned, embraced his master, and with a side shove, broke through the courtyard wall.
"Chase!!"
A True Intent Master from the Flying Dragon Sect shouted angrily, leading several True Intent Masters closely behind.
In mid-air, even aircrafts appeared, sent by the security agency that had been alerted, and some were from other forces, including some corporate groups from Yun Port.
Seeing this scene, the top sects like the Giant Elephant Sect and other observing smaller sects wore complex expressions, feeling as if they were witnessing a piece of history.
"If he does not die today."
"Perhaps, our Southern Martial Arts world will see another master emerge."
(End of the Chapter)
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