Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 536 - 529: Shooting Off Your Mouth Can Hurt People

Chapter 536: Chapter 529: Shooting Off Your Mouth Can Hurt People

The young Onmyoji had no escape, tilted his head back, and suddenly threw a punch into the air.

Similarly, an unparalleled Vital Energy collided with Lin Zifeng’s fist, sending the white-pupiled Onmyoji reeling back several meters.

"Go!" Lin Zifeng roared and charged again at the white-pupiled Onmyoji.

"Get out of here!" Black Hawk bellowed, leading the others quickly out of the woods.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The two exchanged blows once more.

The white-pupiled Onmyoji was once again blown away.

He wiped the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

A few sinister gleams flickered through his white pupils.

"You’re actually not dead?"

"Abe Qingkong, haven’t seen you in two years, and you’re hoping your old friend is dead?" Lin Zifeng said with a cold laugh behind his mask.

"Hehe, I thought Heavenly Gate had executed you, but it seems you’re still very much alive," Abe Qingkong retorted with a cold laugh, speaking to Lin Zifeng in extremely fluent Chinese.

"Too many have wanted me dead, but in the end, I’ve always survived." Lin Zifeng touched his wrist, knowing that without the secret bracelet that had altered his physique recently, he wouldn’t have been able to defeat Abe Qingkong so effortlessly just now.

It appeared that his strength, possessing Vital Energy, had improved a notch beyond his former self.

"Hehe, just so you know, last time Abe Qingtian from your Abe Family also died by my hand, and I believe he was your younger brother, right?" Lin Zifeng said with a cold laugh.

The last time they had kidnapped Nangong Bing, Lin Zifeng had slaughtered a young Onmyoji by the river, who turned out to be a scion of the Abe Family from Fusang, and this Abe Qingkong was indeed Abe Qingtian’s older brother.

Enemies indeed do meet on a narrow road, now unexpectedly encountering each other again in Zhonghai City.

"So it was you who killed my younger brother?" Abe Qingkong’s white pupils suddenly focused intensely, his teeth clenched, staring fixedly at him.

His hands had started to turn somewhat pale from the tight grip.

It seemed this guy had also been investigating his brother’s death lately, but unfortunately, this is Huaxia, not Fusang, and no matter how powerful he was, he couldn’t uncover the whole truth here.

"Your younger brother tried to steal my wife; do you think he deserved to be killed? If I were to steal your wife and have my way with her hundreds of times, what would you think?"

Seeing Abe Qingkong’s white pupils focusing and turning darker, Lin Zifeng knew well the terror of this man. Before Lin Zifeng had entered Dark Prison two years ago, he had encountered this formidable foe, knowing firsthand that this bastard becomes extremely dangerous once he calms down.

While his mind was greatly disturbed, Lin Zifeng added fuel to the fire, completely muddling his adversary’s thoughts.

"You!"

Abe Qingkong’s pale face changed color again, his white sinister pupils which had just focused and turned dark were now white once more.

And that was exactly the effect Lin Zifeng wanted.

"What about you? So it’s fine for your brother to steal my wife, but not for me to kill him? Didn’t you teach him to be decent since childhood? What kind of brother are you, allowing him to steal someone else’s wife? Is it because your Abe Family is so short of women, or do you think there are too many beauties in Japanese action films who aren’t suitable for wives, and so you want to take a woman from Huaxia instead?"

"You—do you believe I will kill you!"

Abe Qingkong was almost biting his teeth in anger, his focused power was once again disrupted by Lin Zifeng.

Onmyoji are inherently unique beings, who use many remarkable skills. However, the skills of many Onmyoji have distinct abilities since each Onmyoji’s power is different. Nevertheless, all of Abe Qingkong’s abilities were concentrated in his white pupil.

Once it turned from white to black, one could only imagine how his combat power would surge.

Two years ago, Lin Zifeng had encountered Abe Qingkong and was well aware of the opponent’s strengths and weaknesses. He just hadn’t expected that in these years, Abe Qingkong had been deeply hidden within the Dragon Roar Association, continuously working for them. It seemed Lin Zifeng had underestimated the capabilities of the Dragon Roar Association.

No wonder even the CIA was reluctant to get involved with the affairs of the Dragon Roar Association, merely warning Lin Zifeng to be cautious. The trickery involved was indeed profound—

"Kill me? Everyone wants to kill me, but I’m still alive and well. However, I feel sad for you," Lin Zifeng said, shaking his head dramatically, his gaze mocking him.

"What do you feel sad for me about?" Abe Qingkong knew his opponent was trying to infuriate him and disturb his mind, but being inherently curious, he wanted to continue listening regardless of whether what the other said was right or wrong. Especially as a person from Fusang, who are particularly gossipy, their thoughts housed in their minds completely different from those of the Great Huaxia people.

"Because you’re ugly!" Lin Zifeng spoke bluntly and continued his verbal onslaught: "Have you never looked in a mirror to check your broken white eyeball? It’s terrifying, do you think that’s cool? Let me tell you, you are truly ugly. I wanted to tell you this two years ago. Back then, I considered your feelings and didn’t say it, but being ugly isn’t your fault. Scaring people, however, is definitely your mistake. Tsk tsk, I really feel sad for you. Being so ugly, no wonder your brother can’t find a wife and has to snatch my Bingbing. How sad is that for you?"

Lin Zifeng chuckled, seeing Abe Qingkong’s chest heaving in rage.

He knew he had achieved his goal, and Abe Qingkong seemed to understand the meaning of these words. Since Abe Qingkong wasn’t from Huaxia, he was aware of many internet classic insults but didn’t realize these words weren’t seriously harmful. Yet, this guy was infuriated beyond control.

Lin Zifeng added fuel to the fire with a bizarre laugh: "You’re so cool, does your mom know? What a big clown!"

"You—"

Abe Qingkong was completely flustered, his focused pupils once again toyed with by his opponent’s mockery, causing his fingers to tremble with rage.

"Sss—"

Just then, Lin Zifeng’s eyes emitted bright lights, two beams of substantial light burst forth.

Pushing off the ground with his feet to leverage the rebound force, he charged toward Abe Qingkong like a giant arrow released from a bow.

Abe Qingkong appeared to be prepared, but his pupils, focused for a half day, still failed to form a focal point, and his unique Onmyoji skills couldn’t be utilized, noticeably slower than Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng’s fingers transformed into an eagle’s claws, tearing through the air to strike at Abe Qingkong’s abdomen.

"Bang bang bang!"

Several moves of punches and claws connected in the air continuously. However, Lin Zifeng was well-prepared, grasping Abe Qingkong’s wrist with his eagle claws. As his opponent rapidly retreated, Lin Zifeng used the momentum to retreat as well. While retreating, Lin Zifeng leapt up and clamped Abe Qingkong’s neck between his legs.

In his opponent’s panic, Lin Zifeng’s legs forcefully kicked out, flipping several somersaults in mid-air before landing a final kick on Abe Qingkong’s face, leaving a dirty footprint and smearing dirt all over it.

Before Abe Qingkong could get up, Lin Zifeng shuffled his feet again, swiftly dodging behind him, unleashing more than a dozen heavy punches on Abe Qingkong’s frail back.

"Bang bang bang bang—"

Abe Qingkong was beaten until he spat out blood, his frail body gradually being sent flying by the rapid punches from Lin Zifeng.

Until the last punch hit Abe Qingkong’s chin hard. After a row of teeth flew out, his body finally slammed powerlessly to the ground.

No one would have expected that he could defeat a master from the Abe Family just by trash-talking!

Truly an exceptional oddity! No other master would speak such trash talk, but Lin Zifeng did!