Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 333 - 335: Barehanded Fight with a Wolf

Chapter 333: Chapter 335: Barehanded Fight with a Wolf

Chapter 335: Bare-handed Wolf Fight

As everyone at the scene regained their senses.

They saw a man exuding intense ferocity standing in the middle of the Duel Arena! What stunned the audience the most was that this seemingly ordinary man was wearing a mysterious and bizarre ancient bronze mask on his face!

Under the lighting of the Duel Arena, the aura emanating from his whole body was truly shocking!

The man slowly lifted his head and took a deep look at Qiao Bu’en on the third floor, then once again focused his gaze on Black Hawk in the Duel Arena...

At this moment, Black Hawk’s consciousness was somewhat muddled. Seeing the mysterious man standing before him, he did not appear excited, but instead, his head throbbed with increasing pain. His consciousness was completely out of his control, and his lifeless eyes stared at the stranger in front of him like a wild beast.

Right now, Lin Zifeng’s facial muscles were trembling, his heart was bleeding, and his fists were clenched tightly in the palms of his hands. The nails of his fingers dug deeply into his own flesh, yet he felt no pain whatsoever.

The once Thirteen Eagles, the once brothers. The brothers who had used their bodies to block deadly arrows for him, today, had become mere tools for others’ profit in life-and-death struggles.

Lin Zifeng really wanted to punch himself. What on earth had happened in these two years? Were his brothers still alive? Why had Black Hawk fallen to such a state!

"Is this also the surprise you prepared for me today?"

The elder on the third floor finally showed his emotion and asked with a smile at Qiao Bu’en, who was beside him with a stunned face.

"Ah! Uh..." Qiao Bu’en was somewhat astonished, and even the cigar in his hand was shaken by the masked man’s appearance.

The duel today between Black Hawk and the Wolf King was indeed deliberately arranged by him, but the masked man’s appearance was somewhat unexpected.

Qiao Bu’en, looking unsettled and embarrassed, nodded and then whispered to a minion behind him, "What’s going on here?"

"Boss, I’m not sure either..." Clearly, the appearance of the masked man also shocked the managers of the Underground Boxing Arena; it seemed like this was not an event they had arranged.

"Fight! Come on, fight! Kill him! Beat Black Hawk to death!"

Lin Zifeng’s entrance was undoubtedly like dropping a bomb, and seeing him kick the two-hundred-pound Wolf King flying with one kick, his strength was definitely the highlight of today’s Boxing Arena.

"Roar...!"

Amid the excited and enthusiastic cheers of the audience, Black Hawk’s emotions were also aroused. He roared loudly at Lin Zifeng and charged at him with arms wide open.

"Black Hawk!"

Lin Zifeng moved lightly, dashed forward in a swift step, and swept up his hands to catch Black Hawk in his arms, calling out to him intensely with his eyes.

It was as if he had remembered something. Black Hawk’s wild rage seemed to pause for a moment.

"Don’t you remember me?" The tears in Lin Zifeng’s eyes could not help but flow down.

All the memories of the past seemed to rip his heart apart. If it weren’t for the tragedy two years ago, perhaps his brothers wouldn’t have left him...

Had it not been for the announcer’s introduction just now, Lin Zifeng would have doubted if he had misheard.

What’s more, doubts arose about how the man in the mask had gotten in. The control at the Underground Boxing Arena was so strict, yet not a single person noticed when he slipped in.

No wonder, Lin Zifeng usually carried the Ancient Bronze Mask with him. After all, this was Huaxia, and if something happened, even if you had wings, it might be hard to leave alive.

Moreover, Lin Zifeng was extremely reluctant to reveal his identity.

"Ow...!"

At that moment, the Wolf King, who had been kicked away by Lin Zifeng, finally roared again. Lin Zifeng’s kick had almost shattered the Wolf King’s skull.

Now the Wolf King made a comeback, exuding a savage breath in the Duel Arena, his green eyes fixed intently on Lin Zifeng’s back.

Not spending time hanging his head, he let out a low growl.

"Ow!"

Finally! The atmosphere in the Duel Arena froze to the extreme!

The Wolf King pounced!

Faced with the Wolf King’s counterattack, Lin Zifeng was not too concerned. But Black Hawk’s reaction shocked Lin Zifeng immensely!

Black Hawk not only did not recognize Lin Zifeng but attacked lethally with every move, aiming at Lin Zifeng’s vital points as if fearing his opponent would remain alive.

Seeing his brother in a state of confusion and after observing him closely, Lin Zifeng finally understood why he had lost his mind.

Lin Zifeng’s eyes, full of bloodshot vessels, glared resolutely at Qiao Bu’en on the third floor, making Qiao Bu’en’s entire body tremble uncontrollably. Lin Zifeng’s terrifying bloodshot gaze cut through him like a knife, and the cigar in Qiao Bu’en’s hand fell to the ground instantly from the intimidating stare.

"Qiao, what’s wrong with you?" The old man, engrossed in the spectacle within the Duel Arena, had thought the appearance of the masked man was a surprise arranged by Qiao Bu’en himself. Little did he know that a catastrophic life-and-death disaster was about to befall him.

"Ah!" Qiao Bu’en couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat when the elder suddenly asked him a question.

...

At this moment, Lin Zifeng, standing in the center of the Duel Arena, felt his surge of energy from Ling Li rise yet again. The murderous intent raging through his body was like a sword waiting to feast on blood, his angry eyes dense with bloodshot veins. Since his return to Huaxia, there had been nothing to provoke his fury until now.

Today! His brothers-in-arms, with whom he had faced life and death, were being treated like beasts for the entertainment of these so-called elites. Weren’t his brothers human too? Was their lives cheaper than those of these so-called upper-class individuals?

Seeing Black Hawk with purple around his eyes and his body badly beaten, looking no different from a wild beast, Lin Zifeng truly shed tears.

He remembered the battle from two years ago when thirteen of his brothers-in-arms had shielded him with their bodies from oncoming arrows. He had yet to repay this debt of gratitude, which made Lin Zifeng’s emotions now completely explode.

Everyone here today! All of them!

Must die!

"Roar!" The Wolf King let out a hysterical howl as Lin Zifeng held its throat tightly with one hand. No matter how it struggled or resisted, it couldn’t break free from Lin Zifeng’s grip.

"Die!"

A roar akin to a demon from Hell burst forth from Lin Zifeng’s throat, which was more beast-like than human.

Lin Zifeng’s right hand clutched the Wolf King’s neck. Then, thrusting his legs backward with force and using the ensuing leverage, he flung the Wolf King hard against the Duel Arena’s solid wall.

"Bang!"

The massive body of the Wolf King, comparable to that of a bull, smashed against the wall with a series of crisp cracking sounds from its bones.

The Wolf King roared desperately, struggling furiously, but Lin Zifeng’s ghostly figure charged at it once more. With a swing of his arm, he sent the two-hundred-pound Wolf King flying once again with a slap!

This sight set off a wave of uproar among the audience, with a continuous mix of whistling, cheering, and screaming.

The Siberian Snow Wolf, purchased for hefty price, was sent flying with a single slap from the masked man. This completely shocked everyone in the audience.

Even more ferocious than Black Hawk!

After Lin Zifeng flung the Wolf King away, he intended to crush this beast to death, but the Black Hawk, who had been confused until now, suddenly launched a fierce and furious attack on Lin Zifeng. Its large and terrifying body charged violently in Lin Zifeng’s direction.

Fortunately, Lin Zifeng’s reflexes were quick. Seeing his brother try to kill him, his heart was once again touched.

Lin Zifeng knew that Black Hawk had been injected with a poison and was on the brink of a frenzied and irrational state, which is why he attacked Lin Zifeng. Under normal circumstances, Black Hawk would rather die than harm him.

After dodging Black Hawk’s fierce attack, the Wolf King charged again with a crazed roar.

Its enormous maw full of sharp teeth lunged toward Lin Zifeng’s shoulder. If bitten, his entire shoulder could be crushed to smithereens!

As Lin Zifeng fought off Black Hawk’s savage attacks, he also had to ward off the Wolf King’s desperate fight, which left him momentarily stuck in a deadlock.

"Black Hawk, forgive me," Lin Zifeng whispered.

He suddenly lifted his right leg and swept Black Hawk several meters away.

The tremendous force of his kick was unstoppable, and in an instant, Black Hawk was sent flying by Lin Zifeng.

At that moment, the Wolf King with its gaping blood-filled mouth finally pounced.

"Die!"

With a roar like that of a beast, Lin Zifeng opened his arms and grabbed the mouth of the lunging Wolf King in one swift motion!

One hand clutched the Wolf King’s lower jaw, while the other firmly gripped its upper jaw.

The entire audience of hundreds was stunned silent!

The masked man was subduing the Wolf King’s gaping mouth with his bare hands! They couldn’t help but worry for the masked man, given that the Wolf King weighed over two hundred pounds, and the sheer force it could exert when lunging was unimaginable.

But what happened next in the Duel Arena sent a chill through everyone watching from the stands.

The masked man firmly held the Wolf King’s jaws as it charged. Lin Zifeng staggered back several steps under the force of the Wolf King’s massive body, but ultimately, he grasped its mouth ferociously in his hands.

The next moment was extremely gruesome. The masked man’s hands exerted force suddenly, savage tearing the Wolf King’s mouth into two!

The Wolf King struggled and howled desperately, its four strong legs scratching deep marks into the cement wall!

No matter how it tried to escape or struggle, under Lin Zifeng’s powerful hands, it was all in vain.