C35 One Battle Was Shocking(3)

Everyone felt their heads go blank. Lin Hen was actually an expert of the Spiritual Martial Stage, so he naturally had the qualifications to threaten Lin Wu.

And now, Lin Feng was the same as Lin Hen, telling Lin Wu to scram.

Being humiliated by Lin Hen made Lin Wu furious. He had been holding back his anger and had nowhere to release it. At this moment, the trash in his eyes actually dared to humiliate him. This made Lin Wu feel like his face was burning and his heart was as cold as a knife.

"You're courting death." Killing intent flashed in Lin Wu's eyes. However, at the same time, a powerful aura assaulted his face. Although this aura was not as strong as Lin Hen's Spiritual Martial Stage, it still gave Lin Wu a terrifying feeling. This was an aura that made people feel oppressed.

"Three." Lin Feng spat out a single word. As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and the force that was pressing down on Lin Wu's body rose once again, causing Lin Wu's entire body to tighten up. The anger and shame disappeared in an instant, leaving behind only shock and shock.

He, who was at the Ninth Level of Qi Martial Stage, felt such a pressure when facing the aura emitted by the trash Lin Wu.

The crowd was confused. They only saw the furious Lin Wu suddenly reveal a shocked expression. He also stopped in his tracks as he walked towards Lin Feng. Lin Feng, on the other hand, changed from being gentle and calm. As he slowly walked forward, he gave off a sharp aura. Even though they could not feel Lin Feng's aura towards Lin Wu, they could still see that Lin Feng's temperament had changed at this moment.

Moreover, the current Lin Feng gave them a strange feeling of coordination!

That's right, coordination. It was as if Lin Feng was supposed to be there, and was one with the world there.

"Two." Lin Feng took a second step. His voice was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer that fiercely smashed into Lin Wu's heart, causing him to involuntarily take a step back.

That aura became even stronger, pressuring him to the point where he could not breathe. His entire body did not have the slightest bit of fighting spirit, which sounded ridiculous. His confidence was crushed by Lin Feng in two steps, just two steps.

"What's going on? Lin Wu is actually retreating?" Someone muttered.

"I feel like Lin Feng has changed. He is no longer that trash. He is like an unsheathed sword that wants to kill everyone in front of him."

"There's one last sentence." Lin Feng smiled at Lin Wu, but in Lin Wu's eyes, that smile was so ironic. Facing the cripple in his eyes, he didn't even have the courage to fight.

The long spear in his hand fell to the ground, and Lin Wu's eyes no longer had any domineeringness or sharpness. If Lin Hen's humiliation had dealt a blow to his pride and made him realize his inadequacies, then Lin Feng's strength had completely shattered his confidence, and destroyed his obsession and fantasies about martial Tao. This kind of blow was even more terrifying than the humiliation on the surface, and would even affect his future cultivation of martial Tao.

"I admit defeat." Lin Wu took a deep breath, his eyes clouded with confusion.

"Admit defeat?" Lin Feng sneered, "I told you to scram."

After humiliating him time and time again, could he just admit defeat and end it with two?

If Lin Wu could defeat him, Lin Feng could guarantee that he would face all kinds of humiliation from Lin Wu. The other party would never let him go. When Lin Wu found out that he was actually inferior to Lin Feng, would admitting defeat be enough? What about his wild and humiliating words in the past? Could it be that he was going to let it go just like that?

Obviously, that was impossible. Lin Feng had never been a saint. He was just an ordinary person who dared to love and hate.

"It's not enough for me to admit defeat. You actually want me to scram." Lin Wu's anger surged once again, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

"Is it enough for you to admit defeat? You said that I am trash and the scum of the family. I didn't even refute you. You can insult me as you wish, but have you ever thought that it was enough? You were humiliated by others, yet you used me to vent your anger and humiliate me. Have you ever thought about it? " Lin Feng sneered: "And now, you realize that you are not like me, asking me to give up just because you admit defeat. Don't you find it funny?"

Lin Wu's face alternated between green and white, looking extremely ugly.

"The time seems to be up." The corner of Lin Feng's mouth curled into a cold smile, "I'll give you one last chance. If you don't scram, you will have to bear the consequences."

As he spoke, Lin Feng's footsteps landed once again. Lin Wu let out a muffled groan and sat down on the ground. His face was filled with shame and powerlessness.

A biting cold killing intent was released, causing the decadent Lin Wu to feel fear in his heart. No matter how ashamed and frustrated he felt, he still felt fear towards the cold killing intent.

"I'll f * ck off." Lin Wu suddenly laughed. His laughter was extremely pathetic. After that, he fell to the ground and slowly started rolling down the fighting stage.

"Trash, scum of the clan."

"Trash is still trash. He only knows these dirty tricks."

"You can f * ck off by yourself. Don't make a fool of yourself here."

As he rolled, Lin Wu thought of the insults he had said to Lin Feng. Now that he thought about it, it was so ridiculous. He, Lin Wu, was at the Ninth Level of Qi Martial Stage and had extraordinary talent. How could he end up like this?

The crowd watched in a daze as Lin Wu rolled on the stage. Their eyes were filled with disbelief. They thought that Lin Feng had gone mad and actually dared to ask Lin Wu to scram. However, they did not expect that it was really as Lin Feng had said. Lin Wu was really rolling down.

"Lin Wu." The Seventh Elder stood up, his body trembling slightly. How could this be? His son should have become the pride of the family, should have been one of the most dazzling geniuses, only slightly weaker than Lin Qian's halo, but why was it that in such a short period of time, Lin Wu had been humiliated twice, and was now even rolling on the ground.

"Bastard," the Seventh Elder said.

"Hmph."

Lin Hai felt the Seventh Elder's killing intent and snorted. The surrounding air seemed to be frozen and became exceptionally cold.

"Calm down." Lin Badao looked at the Seventh Elder and said indifferently: "Don't worry, that trash won't be able to be arrogant for long."

The Seventh Elder's anger still did not dissipate. He openly glared at Lin Hai and sat down.

"Lin Feng wins." The Sixth Elder announced the result and looked deeply at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng did not inherit the flame or ice martial soul passed down from his ancestors like most of the direct descendants of the Lin family. Instead, he possessed a small snake shadow. However, this small snake martial soul did not have the wild and domineering nature of the Beast Martial Soul. It did not even have any effect. It was a trash martial soul, which was why Lin Feng had the reputation of being trash.

In addition, Lin Feng's cultivation speed was extremely slow, which made Lin Feng even more notorious. Everyone looked down on him, but it was this trash who defeated Lin Yan in one move. With a single sentence, he made the insufferably arrogant Lin Wu roll on the ground. Was Lin Feng still that trash from before?

"A tiger father does not have a dog son." The Sixth Elder pulled back his thoughts and said, "Rest for an hour before the battle begins."

"Elder, the four of us didn't even use up any energy. There's no need to rest. Let's just start." Lin Qian's tone was indifferent. Even in front of the family elders, she was still incomparably arrogant. Now, her field of vision had become extremely broad. A Lin family elder was nothing, and Young Master Roc could easily defeat him.

"That's right, let's begin." Lin Hong agreed. Of the top four, the two of them occupied two seats. Today, the most glorious one was undoubtedly Lin Badao.

The Sixth Elder looked at Lin Feng and asked: "What do you think?"

As for his son, Lin Hen, he could directly make the decision.

"Sure." Lin Feng nodded his head. Until now, there had yet to be a real battle.

"Since you all have no objections, then let's begin." The Sixth Elder was extremely decisive as he said: "Lin Feng will fight with Lin Hong, Lin Qian, and Lin Hen in the final battle. Lin Feng and Lin Hong will fight first."

"The Sixth Elder actually arranged for Lin Qian to be with Lin Hen. It seems like he has a lot of hope for Lin Hen."

"Lin Hen is the same as Lin Qian, an expert of the Spiritual Martial Stage. Although Lin Hong is also very strong, he is not his match. As for Lin Feng, it is impossible for him to defeat Lin Hen. Only Lin Qian can fight with him, and the Sixth Elder must think so as well. As for the ranking, it is not important at all. What is important is strength."

The crowd discussed animatedly. At this moment, Lin Badao stood up and said in a clear voice: "Sixth Elder, allow me to say a few words."

"Alright." The Sixth Elder nodded.

"The four of them are the pinnacle of our Lin family's annual competition. They represent the younger generation of our Lin family. I think that admitting defeat is useless. Only by beating the opponent down can we be considered victorious. This way, we can stimulate all of their potential and see their true battle power." Lin Badao spoke with assurance. As he spoke, his eyes would occasionally look at Lin Hai, as if he was provoking him.

"So ruthless. It seems that I want Lin Hong to make a move on Lin Feng." How could the crowd not understand Lin Badao's thoughts? They thought to themselves.

"Patriarch, what do you think of my suggestion?" Lin Badao emphasized the word Patriarch. He looked at Lin Hai with a smile. If Lin Hai agreed, Lin Feng would be in danger. If he did not agree, it would damage the dignity of his family. Lin Badao might take the opportunity to use it.