Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique
Chapter 616 - 13: Like God, Like Demon

Chapter 616: Chapter 13: Like God, Like Demon

"Has this guy gone mad? How dare he make a move on Zhou Ping?"

"Zhou Ping must have been careless just now; that junior managed to mount a sneak attack."

"Zhou Ping must be fuming, right? To be trampled underfoot by a new entry-level disciple is an utter disgrace!"

...

Many Inner Sect Disciples were discussing fervently; clearly, not many believed that Lin Feng defeated Zhou Ping due to his strength.

The junior is indeed fast! But being fast doesn’t mean he’s strong! Zhou Ping was just caught off guard by a sudden sneak attack!

Essentially, that’s what those Inner Sect Disciples believed, watching the unfolding scene with anticipation.

"Good, fight, fight, fight well." Tian Zhongdao clenched his fists and shouted excitedly.

He found himself admiring his brother Lin Feng more and more.

That kind of arrogant and domineering aura that suppresses everything wasn’t something just anyone could possess.

Think about it; if it were any other new disciple who entered the Inner Sect and encountered today’s situation, they would probably be humiliated and leave, right?

But his brother Lin Feng? No matter if you are a seasoned Inner Sect Disciple, he will still put you in your place.

"Boy, you dare to humiliate me like this, if you have the guts, release me, and I can crush you with one hand alone," Zhou Ping roared bitterly.

His gaze towards Lin Feng was filled with deadly intent.

Because Zhou Ping knew that no matter the outcome today, he had lost all face.

One could imagine that it wouldn’t be long before the news that Zhou Ping was knocked down and stepped on by a new Inner Sect Disciple spread throughout the sect.

At that time, he would surely become the laughingstock of the sect.

"Oh? You can crush me with one hand? Alright, I’ll give you that chance." Lin Feng sneered coldly and kicked Zhou Ping away ten meters.

Zhou Ping roared as he climbed up from the ground, his face twisted in rage.

"Is that junior crazy? Actually releasing Zhou Ping; although Zhou Ping isn’t a particularly powerful figure, he’s still at the Ninth Level of the Martial King Realm. Just entering the Inner Sect, does that junior think he can defeat Zhou Ping?"

"Yes, we’ll know soon enough; that junior will probably regret it soon."

"I can already see the junior being broken into pieces by Zhou Ping."

Many watching Inner Sect Disciples discussed fervently, looking at Lin Feng with pity; in their view, Lin Feng who had offended Zhou Ping was doomed.

"Boy, I will show you how miserable your fate will be for offending me."

Zhou Ping’s face was filled with murderous intent.

"Break his legs," shouted Zhou Ping’s two other male companions.

The enchanting female disciple, Chu Nan, coldly said, "And make that junior kneel on the ground and apologize."

Chu Nan and the others naturally believed that Zhou Ping would easily take care of Lin Feng without any difficulty.

...

Boom!

Zhou Ping made his move, swiftly rushing towards Lin Feng, throwing a punch to kill him.

Zhou Ping unleashed the "Ten Thousand Beast Mad Dragon Fist," a secret technique passed down from the Ancient Era.

It was also a privilege of the Azure Cloud Sect Inner Sect Disciples.

Lin Feng had also received this Ten Thousand Beast Mad Dragon Fist when he had just joined the Inner Sect.

However, Lin Feng had not cultivated it.

The Ten Thousand Beast Mad Dragon Fist was quite powerful; with one punch, a destructive aura surged out, sweeping Heaven and Earth, rushing towards Lin Feng, its power truly shocking.

Behind Zhou Ping, the vague shadow of a Fierce Beast began to form; the beast, with its teeth and claws, roared heaven-shakingly.

Looking at the beast, it resembled a dragon, yet also a Jiao.

"Like a Jiao, like a dragon... my, Zhou Ping has already cultivated the Ten Thousand Beast Mad Dragon Fist to the Great Achievement Realm."

Cries of astonishment erupted.

The Ten Thousand Beasts Mad Dragon Fist, when cultivated to the Great Achievement Realm, becomes extremely terrifying.

It is said that a single punch can easily kill a Fierce Beast of Dominator level in the mountains.

"Could that kid be killed by Zhou Ping with one punch?" many disciples exclaimed in shock.

In their view, Lin Feng had no chance of withstanding Zhou Ping’s Ten Thousand Beasts Mad Dragon Fist.

Chu Nan and the others also sneered coldly as they watched Lin Feng.

They seemed to have already seen the scene of Lin Feng being killed by Zhou Ping with one punch.

The Ten Thousand Beasts Mad Dragon Fist struck with a thunderous momentum.

It was about to smash into Lin Feng.

At that moment, everyone saw Lin Feng move.

He simply stepped to the left.

Zhou Ping’s incredibly powerful Ten Thousand Beasts Mad Dragon Fist completely missed its target.

"No way?"

"Is that kid really that lucky?"

Many people had expressions as if they’d seen a ghost.

No one had expected such a turn of events.

Lin Feng had actually dodged Zhou Ping’s Ten Thousand Beasts Mad Dragon Fist.

Zhou Ping’s pupils fiercely contracted, he wanted to quickly retreat, but in the next moment, Zhou Ping felt a terrifying force brutally smash into his abdomen.

Pain swept through his entire body.

Zhou Ping was directly sent flying dozens of meters by Lin Feng’s punch.

With a thud!

Zhou Ping fell to the ground.

Wow...

A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, and Zhou Ping’s face was as pale as paper.

"Demon Martial Soul."

Bearing the intense pain, Zhou Ping roared out, within his Dantian, black mist surged, and in the midst of the mist, a demon manifested.

"Zhou Ping has been completely provoked, even unleashing his Martial Soul."

"How terrifying the Demon Martial Soul is, those who provoke Zhou Ping usually meet a very tragic end."

Many people’s gazes were fixed tightly on Lin Feng and Zhou Ping.

Many believed that the battle should be over now—Lin Feng had just been lucky to dodge Zhou Ping’s Ten Thousand Beasts Mad Dragon Fist and managed to land a punch, but luck wouldn’t always stick by his side. As Zhou Ping unleashed the Ten Thousand Beasts Mad Dragon Fist, it was supposed to be the moment Lin Feng’s luck ran out and the battle ended.

Yet at this moment, everyone saw Lin Feng step forward, a terrifying aura surged out from his body.

That aura enveloped Zhou Ping completely.

Zhou Ping, who was about to deliver a killing blow with the Demon Martial Soul, was struck as if by lightning, his Demon Martial Soul was directly dispersed, and he was suppressed by that aura, with a thud, he knelt directly on the ground.

"What a terrifying aura."

"Zhou Ping has really hit a tough spot."

"He’s too strong; that kid must have hidden his cultivation. He is very likely a mighty being from the Tenth Level of the Martial King Realm."

Seeing Zhou Ping being oppressed by Lin Feng’s aura and kneeling on the ground, many people exclaimed continuously. Only then did they realize they had been utterly mistaken—Lin Feng’s continuous defeats of Zhou Ping wasn’t due to luck, but because his strength was far too overpowering.

The man before them, seemed both godly and demonic, many were in awe as they looked towards Lin Feng.

"I ask you, are you convinced?"

Lin Feng’s icy gaze turned towards Zhou Ping kneeling on the ground.

Meeting Lin Feng’s gaze, Zhou Ping felt his soul tremble, his face filled with horror. What kind of terrifying existence had he provoked?