Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 917 - 944: Who Among the Younger Generation Claims the Throne

Chapter 917: Chapter 944: Who Among the Younger Generation Claims the Throne

In every corner of the basement, night vision cameras were installed.

Everything happening inside was under Long Zaitian’s watchful eyes.

At that moment, the door was pushed open, Long Zaitian didn’t turn his head, quietly savoring the wine in his cup.

The shadow outside stretched long and far under the light—

"Who do you think is more powerful between the two of them?"

Long Zaitian savored the fine wine, squinting his eyes and asked casually.

Fang Yizheng slowly walked in, glanced at the video, and said gravely, "It’s hard to predict."

"Oh?!"

Long Zaitian raised his sharp brows, set down the wine glass, glanced back at Fang Yizheng, and asked with a smile, "Do you really think that Lin kid could possibly defeat Zhan Long?"

"Are you asking me to speak honestly?"

Fang Yizheng closed his eyes and said in a deep tone.

"Since I’m asking you, you should of course speak truthfully. No need to be so reserved, we’ve been master and servant for so many years, you should know many things without me having to say."

"Since you want to hear the truth, I will speak boldly," Fang Yizheng slightly furrowed his brow, glanced at the video above, swept his eyes briefly, "There is no doubt that Zhan Long is known as the number one on the Mountain and River List, over the years his cultivation and power have advanced rapidly. Last time, when Dark Angel personally confronted the two of them, I witnessed it. If we truly measure their relative strengths, it’s indeed difficult."

"So you trust that Lin kid quite a bit?"

Long Zaitian asked.

"Lin Zifeng has recently had a significant advancement in cultivation strength, and his Vital Energy is different from ordinary cultivators. For ordinary cultivators, each big leap in Realm produces a change in their Vital Energy, but his always remains black. I remember back when he was in the Expelling Realm, his Vital Energy was red-gold, but now it’s become dark black. Based on normal phenomena, his Vital Energy at the Body Separation Realm should be purple, yet it isn’t.

Not only is it not purple, but it also possesses a devouring ability. Coupled with his mania, his strength could increase dramatically, making the battle between these two very uncertain."

Fang Yizheng detailed the comparative strengths and cultivation of Lin Zifeng and Zhan Long entirely.

"Not necessarily." Long Zaitian spoke clearly, "Don’t be fooled by Zhan Long’s silence; his cultivation strength is far beyond your imagination. Despite not returning for many years, although his apparent cultivation is only at the Middle Stage of the Condensation Realm, I fear neither you nor I could defeat him alone!"

"True, what you say could be my personal opinion and may not be correct. Perhaps Zhan Long’s cultivation has reached an unimaginable level."

"Well then, since you have your personal opinion and I have my intuitive judgment, let’s watch together to see which of them is truly the ruler among the younger generation, who will be the king!"

...

At this moment, the basement was completely dark.

Zhan Long stood still, with a regal demeanor, as if he could disregard Lin Zifeng, a formidable opponent, entirely.

His dejected and melancholic eyes were confused, rarely displaying any sharpness.

"Make your move, don’t hesitate."

Zhan Long slowly raised his weary eyes, glanced at Lin Zifeng, then swept his gaze to the ground.

"Are you really underestimating your opponent so much?" Lin Zifeng, with similarly weary eyes, looked at him coldly.

Zhan Long, known as the king among the young generation, appeared dejected, yet Lin Zifeng dared not underestimate his cultivation.

Someone standing atop the Mountain and River List for years, how could they be so ordinary?

"And how should I face you?"

In an instant, Zhan Long’s head slowly lifted, his dejected eyes turned cold and grim, sharp gaze like blades, skimming fiercely across Lin Zifeng.

Meeting his gaze, Lin Zifeng felt a brief illusion, as if facing a ferocious beast that had lasted ten thousand years!

The awakening of the barbaric beast, just a moment’s pressure enough to make one crouch subconsciously. This formidable invisible pressure was terrifying, akin to a murderous Killing Aura.

Directly pressing towards the heart!

"Come on! Since Old Dragon wants to see a play, we must perform it well, make sure not to spoil the elegance!"

Almost at Lin Zifeng’s words, his feet shifted, his figure shimmering like electricity, rapidly transformed into a gust towards Zhan Long.

"Body Separation Realm, Middle Stage?"

Zhan Long saw through Lin Zifeng’s cultivation strength at a glance, immediately displaying an amused smile on his sharp and severe face.

"Whoosh–"

Ear-piercing Vital Energy waves trembled.

"Whack whack whack—"

Lin Zifeng swung three punches, Ling Li’s black Fist Light broke through the Void, the powerful Force vibrating the air with sounds.

Suddenly, Zhan Long opened his eyes wide, feeling the bizarre Powerful Light exuding a death aura!

This aura of death was enough to threaten his life. Initially thought to be merely a small Body Separation Realm expert, now that Lin Zifeng struck, Zhan Long couldn’t help but be cautious.

A lion must exert all its might even against a rabbit, let alone when facing such a terrifying cross-tier expert.

"Boom—!"

"Hiss hiss hiss..."

Just one punch clashing, the immense recoil immediately dragged Zhan Long’s legs across the ground, kicking up a long cloud of dust.

The air waves churned.

Lin Zifeng also retreated several big steps.

This punch was Lin Zifeng’s exertion of fifty percent of his strength, yet Zhan Long responded only with a hasty strike.

Sufficient to prove how terrifying Zhan Long’s cultivation was!

"Good! At the Middle Stage of the Body Separation Realm and possessing such domineering Vital Energy, truly extraordinary!"

Zhan Long shouted praises, his dejected eyes swept away, now replaced by excitement and high spirits for battle.

"This is merely an entry into the play; more intense action is yet to come!"

Lin Zifeng was equally excited, inwardly filled with fighting spirit, knowing that sparring with such an expert would significantly boost his cultivation.

Without undergoing trials, how could one become great!

"Swish swish swish—"

This time, Zhan Long dared not slack; the opponent’s unusual strength had kindled his own boiling blood.

"Swoosh—"

Lin Zifeng’s figure darted like lightning, in the blink of an eye approached Zhan Long closely.

The two Fist Lights crossed, one black and one white, intersecting chaotically.

Lin Zifeng’s Fist Light flickered, two substantial beams of black radiance surged out, like two Ancient Barbaric Dragons opening their bloodthirsty mouths, crazily devouring towards Zhan Long.

Zhan Long’s eyes gleamed like electricity, arrows stepped back, and slashed across the air.

White radiance burst forth from his hand.

A palm blade of white light fiercely slashed through the Barbaric Dragon fortified by black radiance.

"Break for me!"

With a loud cry, Zhan Long leapt into the air, swinging both palms, the white radiance cleaving onto the black radiance’s top.

"Boom—"

A massive, blistering Vital Energy Wave was shattered into fragments with a voracious roar.

The freely exploding Vital Energy instantly filled the entire basement.

"Boom boom boom—"

The accumulated Black Water on the ground, under the shock of Powerful Light, all raised into a large mist—

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