Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 93 - 093: I Hit People, Specifically in the Face!

Chapter 93: Chapter 093: I Hit People, Specifically in the Face!

"What?"

As soon as Ling Feng’s words were out, everyone was stunned, gaping at him in disbelief.

He was already in position to take first place and gain the Earth-level Cultivation Technique "Xuanyuan True Technique," and now he was actually initiating a fight with Lee Yunfan, just to defend his pride?

If Ling Feng’s strength were strong enough, then it would be a different story, but he was clearly only at the Qi Condensation Ten Layers, while Lee Yunfan had reached the Magnetic Condensation Realm Third Level!

A challenge from someone at Qi Condensation Ten Layers to someone at Third Level of the Magnetic Condensation Realm, betting the "Xuanyuan True Technique" at that, seemed like insanity to everyone present.

"Are these words for real?" Lee Yunfan immediately burst into loud laughter, his fists clenched tightly, his eyes flashing with excitement.

Originally, with Elder Wen present, even Elder Lee’s words wouldn’t have weighed much, and he wouldn’t have been able to show bias. But now, this kid was actually offering to hand over the first place to him on a silver platter.

Idiot, there truly wasn’t an idiot more stupid than him in the world.

Qi Condensation Ten Layers might be considered a decent level in those Third-class Sects, but let’s not forget, this is Cangqiong Sect!

Even the Outer Disciples are mostly at the Late-stage Qi Condensation; otherwise, they would only be reduced to Chores Disciples.

"Young Ling Feng, don’t act on impulsive anger!" Wen Tingguang stared at Ling Feng and said solemnly.

When it came to medical skills, Ling Feng was certainly authoritative. But regarding cultivation...

Wen Tingguang had no confidence in Ling Feng whatsoever.

After all, he was just a disciple from a small sect like Wenxian Sect. No matter how talented he was in Wenxian Sect, this place was Cangqiong Sect!

In the National Guardian Divine Sect, there was no such thing as trash!

Even a mere Chores Disciple would be considered mid to high level in a place like Wenxian Sect.

Yue Yunlan’s beautiful eyes were fixed on Ling Feng; in her memory, Ling Feng was never one to brag.

Since he dared to say such words, he must have the strength to back them up.

"Thank you, Senior Wen, for the warning, but I have thought it through, and I am not acting on impulsive anger," Ling Feng said with a calm expression, as if dismissing the matter lightly: "I just, suddenly feel like hitting someone!"

Lee Yunfan had provoked him time and again, and enduring it quietly was not Ling Feng’s style.

"Hahaha, I really want to see how you, a Qi Condensation Realm rookie, are going to hit me!"

Lee Yunfan burst out laughing, "Elder Lee, Elder Wen, I accept his terms, and I am even willing to give him a handicap of ten moves!"

"This..." Elder Lee hesitated a bit; he was wholeheartedly in favor of this approach, but ultimately, the decision lay with Wen Tingguang.

Wen Tingguang felt somewhat torn; this fellow Ling Feng was truly a source of both love and frustration for him.

"I think let’s go with that; young people should be a bit more hot-blooded," finally spoke Yuan Qianshen, who had been silent until now.

"Hmm?" Wen Tingguang turned to glance at Yuan Qianshen, thinking that if Ling Feng himself did not mind giving away the "Xuanyuan True Technique," there wasn’t much for him to say either.

Immediately, he steeled his heart and nodded: "Alright, since that’s the case, you two can have a spar, but stop at the first touch.

"Of course, there’s no problem," said Lee Yunfan with a smug look, grandly stating, "Rest assured, out of consideration for Junior Brother Ling Feng being willing to just hand over the Earth-level Technique, I will be very gentle!"

In his view, there was no suspense in this competition.

Not just him, nearly ninety percent of the people didn’t hold out much hope for Ling Feng.

"This big idiot! If he loses later, let’s see what he’ll do!" Qiaoqiao scrunched up her nose, clearly not understanding Ling Feng’s actions.

"I actually think this is what a real man should do," Yue Yunlan said calmly.

"He has the spirit, sure, but he’s just a bit dumb. Does he think this is some small fry like the Wenxian Sect? He has no clue about the situation! That Lee Yunfan may be arrogant, but he is at the Third Level of the Magnetic Condensation Realm. I don’t see Young Master Ling having the slightest chance of winning."

"I think he can win though," Yue Yunlan raised her eyebrows slightly, a faint smile on her lips.

"I don’t believe it!"

"Oh? Care to bet?"

"Let’s bet, I’m not afraid of anything!" Qiaoqiao puffed out her chest, her face full of determination, "Miss, you’re bound to lose this time!"

"Alright, if you lose, I’ll send you to serve as Young Master Ling’s maid. Do you dare to bet?" Yue Yunlan laughed.

"That..." Qiaoqiao hesitated for a moment, then biting her lip, she said, "Fine, if I win, what then?"

"Whatever you want, I’ll give it to you!"

"It’s a deal!" Qiaoqiao laughed, "Miss, you just wait to hand over your favorite magic treasure to me!"

As the ladies whispered, everyone had already cleared a not too large nor too small space for Ling Feng and Lee Yunfan.

"Kid, daring to challenge me, you’re at least acting like a man. I’m in a good mood today, I’ll definitely show you some respect and won’t punch your face."

Lee Yunfan appeared relaxed. Dealing with a ’scrap’ like Ling Feng, he didn’t even need to take it seriously.

"Oh? Is that so?" Ling Feng stepped forward with a smile, "When I fight, I specialize in hitting faces. Be careful!"

"Hmph!" A flash of anger passed through Lee Yunfan’s eyes, and with a cold snort, he charged forward, "You think a trash like you can ride on my head?"

Lee Yunfan’s True Qi surged around him, his right hand forming a claw, savagely reaching for Ling Feng’s chest.

This was a hereditary martial technique of the Lee Family, the Dragon Claw Technique. It was a powerful and domineering Lower Xuan-grand martial technique.

However, at the Wenxian Sect, among the various martial techniques Ling Feng had cultivated, aside from the Na Men Leisurely Sword Step, they were mostly Middle Yellow-grade or Upper Yellow-grade, far from reaching the level of the Xuan-grade martial techniques.

But, the strength of a martial technique also depends on who wields it.

Conversely, even an ordinary martial technique, if it could exert its true power, might not be far behind such high-level martial techniques.

The gleam in Ling Feng’s eyes flashed, as the Heavenly Dao Eye opened, silently observing Lee Yunfan’s Dragon Claw Technique.

It was indeed a sharp martial technique, but unfortunately, in Lee Yunfan’s hands, it couldn’t unleash its true power.

Taking a light breath, Ling Feng formed a fist, and with the Carefree Sword Steps beneath his feet, in the very moment the Dragon Claw Technique struck, his figure became elusive, like a wisp of cloud, effortlessly avoiding the claw and breaking through Lee Yunfan’s defense. Stepping forward, Ling Feng closed in right in front of him, True Qi coalescing on his fist, and he smashed it fiercely onto his eye socket.

"Ow!"

Lee Yunfan cried out in pain, retreating several steps back, his left eye blackened as if he had a panda eye.

"How is this possible?"

Lee Yunfan stared at Ling Feng in disbelief, feeling as if Ling Feng had completely seen through his martial technique, observing every weakness clearly.

The surrounding crowd was even more wide-eyed, finding this too unbelievable. That casual punch had sent Lee Yunfan flying back; it almost looked as if Lee Yunfan was holding back.

However, under these circumstances, why would Lee Yunfan hold back when competing for the "Xuanyuan True Technique"?