Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 98: Chapter 98: Granting You Three Strikes
 

All eyes were on Feng Wuchen and Yang Tian.

“Ah…”

As the sound of breaking bones echoed, Yang Tian’s face twitched, followed by a scream like that of a pig being slaughtered!

Yang Tian couldn’t believe that Feng Wuchen had become so powerful. He had trained desperately for a year, just to seek revenge on Feng Wuchen.

Who would have imagined that Yang Tian, after desperate cultivation and breakthroughs to the eightfold Transformative Realm, would be so easily defeated by Feng Wuchen once again!

“Tian’er!” Yang Qingyun’s face turned pale with shock and horror.

The Yang and Mo families were tremendously shocked, their eyes widening to the extreme.

With one punch, Feng Wuchen had disabled Yang Tian’s right arm! How terrifying was that strength?

“He disabled Yang Tian’s hand with sheer brute force!” Mo Kun furrowed his brows, but still couldn’t discern Feng Wuchen’s cultivation level.

Feng Wuchen had simply thrown a casual punch without even channeling his True Yuan, leaving no one able to gauge his cultivation level.

Mo Ling’er was also somewhat in disbelief at this moment, her pretty face completely frosted over.

The stronger Feng Wuchen’s power, the more Mo Ling’er refused to accept it, because she was the top talent of Unmatched City!

“You have the cultivation, but can’t match up in strength. The Elixirs that the Huangfu family provided did indeed strengthen the Yang family, but your impatience for success focused too much on your realm, and you lacked the requisite power,” Feng Wuchen said indifferently.

“Bang!”

With the fall of his words, Feng Wuchen kicked out, and with a muffled bang, he directly sent Yang Tian flying into a coffin.

In front of Feng Wuchen, Yang Tian of the eightfold Transformative Realm couldn’t withstand a single blow!

Yang Bufan and a few others hurriedly ran up to carry Yang Tian out.

“Feng Wuchen!” Yang Qingyun’s face sank completely, a fearsome killing intent erupting from him.

Sensing Yang Qingyun’s intention to strike, Feng Zhengxiong’s aura suddenly changed, bursting forth with overwhelming fierceness as he glared at Yang Qingyun.

If Yang Qingyun dared to make a move, Feng Zhengxiong would rush out without hesitation—he would not allow anyone to harm Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen sneered slightly, “Family Head Yang, didn’t you send out your son to assess my strength? It’s a pity that he wasn’t up to it.”

“Don’t be so full of yourself!” Mo Ling’er shouted coldly, finding Feng Wuchen’s preachy demeanor extremely distasteful.

Mo Ling’er rallied her full strength, and her formidable aura spread, her power clearly stronger than Yang Tian’s, even though they both were at the eightfold Transformative Realm.

With a year of cultivation at Tianyun Sect and gifted as she was, Mo Ling’er’s strength naturally wouldn’t be weak, and the cultivation techniques and martial skills she practiced were also quite powerful.

“Ling’er! Don’t underestimate your opponent,” Mo Kun cautioned in a low voice. From Feng Wuchen’s punch earlier, Mo Kun could tell that Feng Wuchen’s strength was extremely formidable, probably not any weaker than Mo Ling’er’s.

Feng Wuchen’s gaze shifted to Mo Ling’er, and the latter, already rushing fiercely forward, launched a palm strike at Feng Wuchen.

Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head but remained silent.

“Bang!”

Feng Wuchen didn’t dodge. With a muffled bang, Mo Ling’er’s palm struck Feng Wuchen’s chest. This palm strike was ferocious and showed no mercy.

Yet to the shock of the Yang and Mo family members, even with Mo Ling’er’s formidable strength and a full-powered blow, she couldn’t make Feng Wuchen budge an inch!

Mo Kun’s expression grew even more somber, which was enough to indicate that Feng Wuchen’s strength surpassed Mo Ling’er’s!

“Just how powerful has this brat become?” Yang Qingyun seethed inwardly, his facial muscles twitching, fists clenched tight.

Even Mo Ling’er herself was stunned. She couldn’t believe that Feng Wuchen was stronger than her!

Was this still the same Second-Grade Martial Soul Feng Wuchen from before?

“Impossible! It’s impossible! You can’t be stronger than me!” Mo Ling’er shook her head in shock, unable to accept this reality.

A Tianyun Sect talent defeated by a Second-Grade Martial Soul waste?

“I never hit women, but since it’s you, I’ll let you have three strikes—this was your first strike,” Feng Wuchen said calmly, his eyes devoid of emotion, only alienation.

Upon hearing Feng Wuchen’s words, Mo Ling’er’s head suddenly exploded with a loud bang, and a surge of rage instantly flooded her.

I’ll let you have three strikes!

These four words replayed incessantly in Mo Ling’er’s mind!

As the top talent of Unmatched City and a disciple of Tianyun Sect, who would also be considered a talented disciple by age in Tianyun Sect, she held a lofty status. And yet Feng Wuchen dared to give her three strikes!

Given Mo Ling’er’s pride, how could she tolerate that?

“I am the top talent of Unmatched City, a Tianyun Sect prodigy, and you’re giving me three strikes? Who do you think you are? You’re nothing but a waste with a Second-Grade Martial Soul!” Mo Ling’er shouted furiously.

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“Indeed, I’m just a waste with a Second Grade Martial Soul, how can I compare to the genius disciples of Tianyun Sect?” Feng Wuchen responded indifferently.

“Big Brother Feng really only has a Second Grade Martial Soul?” Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing were instantly stunned, they had heard Feng Wuchen say it before, but they refused to believe it to death.

“With the talent of a Second Grade Martial Soul having such a terrifying cultivation speed, if Big Brother Feng had the talent of a Seventh or Eighth Grade Martial Soul, wouldn’t he soar to the heavens?” Liu Qingyang couldn’t dare to imagine further.

Just how terrifying Feng Wuchen’s cultivation speed was, only Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing among the people present knew best!

“Two more palms!” Feng Wuchen said indifferently.

Mo Ling’er stared viciously at Feng Wuchen, her resentment growing deeper and deeper as she channeled her True Yuan with all her might and shouted, “Profound Grade mid-level martial technique! Death Frost Palm!”

“Boom!”

Mo Ling’er unleashed another palm fiercely towards Feng Wuchen. The power of this palm was many times stronger than the previous one. With a loud explosion, her palm struck Feng Wuchen’s chest again!

However, this palm struck down, once again shocking everyone!

Mo Ling’er’s palm still couldn’t move Feng Wuchen. He remained immovable, without a single injury!

“Impossible!” Mo Ling’er was shocked again. The palm she had just thrown was like a stone sinking into the ocean, completely ineffective.

“How strong exactly is Feng Wuchen?” The members of the Yang family and the Mo family were all shocked, staring dumbfounded at Feng Wuchen.

Yang Qingyun and Mo Kun were very moved. Feng Wuchen stood there taking Mo Ling’er’s hits without a single injury. Could it be that Feng Wuchen had already stepped into the Yuandan Realm?

“One more palm!” Feng Wuchen stated coldly.

“Shut your mouth!” Mo Ling’er shouted in anger, “I don’t believe it! I can’t believe that you would surpass me, I am a genius disciple of Tianyun Sect! How could a waste like you possibly surpass me!”

Mo Ling’er was extremely agitated, recalling the utter humiliation she inflicted on Feng Wuchen a year ago. At this moment, she felt utterly disgraced.

The proud Mo Ling’er simply couldn’t accept being surpassed by a man she had discarded, especially one with just a Second Grade Martial Soul!

“Ling’er!” Mo Kun called out sharply. Mo Ling’er was so out of control that she lost all ladylike demeanor.

But Mo Ling’er wouldn’t listen. Being proud as she had always been, she couldn’t bear the blow, unable to control her own emotions.

“You are nothing but trash! You are nothing at all!” Mo Ling’er yelled at Feng Wuchen with a heartbreaking scream in extreme anger.

“Profound Grade high-level martial technique! Tianyun Soul Severing Palm!”

With a furious shout, Mo Ling’er launched an even more terrifying palm toward Feng Wuchen. The momentum was powerful, and the strength incredibly strong, comparable to the Ninth Level of the Transformative Realm!

“Profound Grade high-level martial technique!” The crowd was horrified, even the Mo family members were extremely shocked. No one knew Mo Ling’er had actually cultivated such a powerful martial technique.

“Worthy to be a disciple of Tianyun Sect, possessing such a terrifying martial technique!” Yang Qingyun frowned to himself, filled with envy.

“Feng Zhengxiong and Xiao Qingqing, they seem completely unworried.” Mo Kun noticed the expressions of Feng Zhengxiong and others. They seemed not at all concerned about Feng Wuchen’s safety, and this made Mo Kun anxious.

“Boom!”

Mo Ling’er slammed her furious palm onto Feng Wuchen’s chest. With a loud explosion, the extremely powerful palm force hit Feng Wuchen’s body. She thought this palm would at least injure Feng Wuchen since it was a Profound Grade high-level martial technique, vastly stronger than the mid-level one.

But to Mo Ling’er’s disbelief, even by using all her strength and her strongest martial technique, she still couldn’t move Feng Wuchen a single step!

“Hiss!”

Upon seeing this scenario, the members of the Yang and Mo families collectively gasped in shock and horror.

Facing Mo Ling’er’s powerful attack, the unarmed Feng Wuchen remained completely unharmed!

“Impossible! It can’t be! This cannot be happening! I don’t believe it!” Mo Ling’er was extremely shocked, shaking her head in disbelief.

At this moment, Mo Ling’er finally realized that Feng Wuchen was not just stronger than her, but much stronger!

“Feng Wuchen is actually completely unharmed! That’s a Profound Grade high-level martial technique!”

“How is this possible! Just what is Feng Wuchen’s cultivation level?”

“Feng Wuchen is too strong, isn’t he? Even Mo Ling’er can’t injure him!”

The members of the Yang family and Mo family were in utter terror, no one was able to believe that Feng Wuchen could be so powerful!

Being able to stand and take Mo Ling’er’s attacks without a single injury, how terrifying must Feng Wuchen be?

“The three palms are done, and I’m sure you gave it your all. I don’t hit women, and when one’s skills are inferior, Tianyun Sect probably won’t do anything to me.” Feng Wuchen spoke callously, his gaze then shifted, completely disregarding Mo Ling’er.

“I haven’t lost yet! I must defeat you! I will never lose to you!” Mo Ling’er shouted angrily. Unable to shake Feng Wuchen with three palms, Mo Ling’er simply couldn’t accept it and wasn’t willing to concede.

“Mo Ling’er! Even if you try a hundred more times, you won’t win against Brother Feng,” Ling Xiaoxiao finally could not hold back and spoke out coldly, “Your narrow-minded, egotistical nature has always led you to look down on others, acting as if you were the only one who mattered. You are shortsighted, failing to see that there are many talents out there much stronger than you during this time!”

“Merely a Sixth Grade Martial Soul, don’t think so highly of yourself. The sacrifices Brother Feng made this year are beyond your imagination, and you have no idea what he has been through; you don’t have the right to comment on Brother Feng.” Ling Xiaoxiao’s voice was ice-cold, her words piercing into Mo Ling’er’s heart like daggers.

With a cold gaze fixed on Mo Ling’er, Ling Xiaoxiao continued, “Tianyun Sect might be powerful, but there are many masters stronger than Tianyun Sect on the Mainland. Do you think being a disciple of Tianyun Sect is so impressive? You are too proud, too vain, and you overestimate yourself; compared to Brother Feng, you fall short! You don’t even know what status means!”

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