C19 How Could You Still be Alive??

Chen Feng hadn't expected Wu Mei to rush over immediately to inquire about his well-being. He felt a surge of emotion and said, "I'm fine, Beauty. I'm so robust—how could such a trivial attack lay a hand on me?"

Wu Mei, hearing the vigor in Chen Feng's voice and noting his playful banter, realized he was far from being a wounded man.

Wu Mei feigned anger, yet deep down, she was already reassured.

Chen Feng, gazing at Wu Mei's captivating expression, rose from the ground, brushed the dust off himself, and declared, "How could such a feeble attack injure me? It didn't even graze my skin!"

With a hearty laugh, Chen Feng reassured Wu Mei, "Rest easy. I made a vow to defend Northern Mountain Village, and I intend to keep it!"

With those words, Chen Feng strode toward Chai Le under Wu Mei's gleaming gaze.

Behind Chen Feng, Wu Mei's eyes twinkled mysteriously, her thoughts unknown.

Chai Le watched in astonishment as Chen Feng approached. "Hadn't Chen Feng been sent flying just moments ago? How is he standing again?"

Shock filled Chai Le's eyes. He was certain his previous strike had landed squarely on Chen Feng, and he was well aware of the punch's might. It could pulverize a bull's organs, yet Chen Feng, having taken the blow, spat out just a mouthful of blood and still dared to advance toward him?

Moreover, Chen Feng's loud proclamation had reached everyone's ears. He had dismissed Chai Le's attack as powerless, not even strong enough to scratch him!

Chai Le, a disciple of the Green Mountain Sect and a student of the Elder, was renowned for his prowess. Known throughout the sect, he ranked among the top ten, excluding the super geniuses. He wouldn't have been tasked with collecting resources from the villages otherwise.

With a steely gaze, Chai Le was at a loss. How had Chen Feng survived his attack unscathed? This was an undeniable blow to his pride.

If word got out that he couldn't even kill a kid at the First Layer of the Martial Artist Stage, how could Chai Le continue to exist within the Green Mountain Sect?

The thought of his Master finding out was even more daunting. The consequences would be dire.

His Master valued his reputation above all else. If the news spread, he feared his Master would become the laughingstock of the other Elders. He might even be expelled from the sect in a fit of rage!

Such a scenario would mean the end of his access to cultivation resources.

Chai Le was determined to prevent this from happening.

In a flash, Chai Le's eyes blazed red, the flames on his arms intensifying, and his momentum surged dramatically.

"My God, Senior Brother has resorted to his trump card, the Explosive Fist!"

"This Yellow Grade Upper-class Martial Technique can shatter stone! If this punch hits an ordinary person, they'd likely be blown to bits, their body reduced to ashes by the flames!"

"I can't believe Senior Brother would unleash the Explosive Fist on a mere First Layer of the Martial Artist Stage nobody! He must be truly enraged!"

At that moment, all the villagers trembled as they watched Chai Le's ferocious form, sensing the thick air of mortal peril. They all fretted over whether Chen Feng could withstand Chai Le's onslaught.

"Chen Feng, prepare to die!"

Chai Le's momentum peaked, his aura climbing as he launched a punch at Chen Feng.

In that split second, a confident smile played on Chen Feng's lips.

Without flinching, Chen Feng stood his ground. Armed with the Skills of Pain Resistance and Impact Resistance, he was certain he could endure the attack.

As Chai Le's fiery fist hurtled towards him, Chen Feng remained unflappable, not even a crease forming on his brow. His serene composure left everyone in awe.

"This young man doesn't even blink in the face of the Immortal Master's formidable power, maintaining his cool. Truly a remarkable individual!"

Despite their words, the villagers shut their eyes, unable to witness the gruesome sight of Chen Feng possibly being pummeled to death by Chai Le.

In the blink of an eye, every villager had their eyes shut tight, except for Wu Mei, who gazed at Chen Feng with her striking eyes wide open.

At the moment Chai Le's fist connected with Chen Feng's chest, Wu Mei's eyes widened in utter astonishment.

The villagers heard nothing but a dull thud. In their minds, they had already envisioned Chen Feng's figure spurting blood wildly, his body being propelled backward like an arrow drenched in blood.

Their hearts seized with intense spasms. "How could Chen Feng possibly still be alive?"

None of the villagers dared to open their eyes, yet at that very moment, they heard an incredibly shocked exclamation ringing in their ears. When they finally looked, they saw Chai Le's Junior Brothers and Sisters staring agape in one direction.

Before their eyes, Chai Le's fist was crashing into Chen Feng's chest!

Yet there stood Chen Feng, a cold smirk playing on his lips as he looked down at Chai Le, who was a few centimeters shorter, his gaze filled with mockery.

"How can you still be alive?!" Chai Le murmured to himself.

This was Chai Le's most formidable move, the Explosive Fist, which had earned him a renowned reputation within the Green Mountain Sect. But now, as it struck Chen Feng, it was as if nothing had happened at all – as though Chen Feng hadn't felt the attack in the slightest.