Urban Peerless Expert
Chapter 1104 - 1124: Lin Chen, You Have Humiliated Me Again!_1

Chapter 1104: Chapter 1124: Lin Chen, You Have Humiliated Me Again!_1

Zhao Feiyu was ultimately a decisive and ruthless man. Left with no other choice, he swung his butcher’s knife at his own phenomenon.

One of the eight arms of the Eight-Armed Arhat, the arm holding the giant axe, swung heavily and struck another arm holding the Demon-Subduing Pestle.

With a single ruthless swing, the arm holding the Demon-Subduing Pestle was cut off directly.

The severed arm fell from the sky and slammed into the ground with a thunderous boom. The once-golden arm slowly dimmed and eventually turned into faint golden light points, disappearing into the air.

Lin Chen curiously watched the disappearing arm on the ground and then looked at the broken arm of the golden Arhat in the sky, wondering if the severed arm could regrow.

Last time, an arm of the Arhat was removed by Senior Brother using a special method, and it couldn’t regenerate. Could this forcibly severed arm grow back on its own?

Regardless, the Arhat phenomenon was ultimately an energy entity. As long as there was enough energy and no special rules restricted it, it should be able to restore itself completely, right?

However, judging by Zhao Feiyu’s grief-stricken expression earlier, cutting off the arm must’ve inflicted significant damage on the Arhat. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so reluctant to act.

One by one, golden arms fell from the sky and slammed heavily onto the ground. Soon, the Eight-Armed Arhat became a one-armed Arhat, with only the arm holding the giant axe remaining.

During the brief delay, the corrosion from the blood fog had become even more severe. The entire arm was full of holes and its radiance dimmed, making it seem as if it could disperse at any moment. Moreover, the corrosion continued to spread towards the shoulder.

Zhao Feiyu’s eyes turned red as he sent divine swords soaring up into the sky one after another. Filled with an overwhelming aura, they struck the last remaining arm directly.

"Boom!"

The last arm also fell to the ground, and the Eight-Armed Arhat in the sky became armless. Not only that, but its once radiant golden light had dimmed, making it seem as if it would collapse at any moment.

Although the Arhat was still several hundred meters tall, without arms, it looked so desolate and ridiculous.

Zhao Feiyu felt like he was going to grind his teeth to dust. He had never imagined that he would be defeated by a blood fog.

There was no way to deal with the blood fog!

If he had been prepared, things would have turned out differently, but while everyone was busy fighting, it was hard to guard against!

The only consolation was that the fire hadn’t burned him. Next time he faced Lin Chen, he would know to be on guard and avoid falling for the same trick again.

Zhao Feiyu withdrew the Arhat with a gloomy expression, his eyes seemingly ablaze: "Do you know you almost destroyed my phenomenon?"

Lin Chen nodded: "Is there a problem?"

Zhao Feiyu paused, right, was there a problem?

They had all agreed to fight to the death, and Zhao Feiyu took the consequences upon himself, insisting on continuing. Now, who could he blame?

"You must have thought about doing this from the start, right?"

Lin Chen calmly replied: "So what if I did? Compared to you trying to kill me, I only temporarily disabled your phenomenon. That’s already quite merciful. Zhao Feiyu, I warn you, don’t bear your teeth and snarl at me anymore. Otherwise, next time it won’t be your phenomenon that’s burnt, but your body and Primordial Spirit, resulting in death and destruction of your soul."

Zhao Feiyu was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He had lost.

He didn’t lose due to a lack of strength but because of his opponent’s cunning methods!

Zhao Feiyu clenched his teeth, not wanting to speak to Lin Chen anymore. Right now, no matter what he said, he would be ridiculed by Lin Chen.

The more he spoke, the more it hurt when his words smacked him in the face.

The winner takes all, the loser has no right to speak.

Zhao Feiyu turned his head to the Main Hall and said: "I lost, send me away."

Just as Zhao Feiyu finished speaking, a Light Door appeared in front of him.

"The winner stays, the loser leaves through the Light Door."

Zhao Feiyu didn’t look at Lin Chen again. He gave a resentful glance at the Main Hall, which seemed almost within reach, then lowered his gaze and stepped through the Light Door.

Before his eyes, Zhao Feiyu felt his body being thrown out heavily, and he began to fall downwards.

Zhao Feiyu steadied himself and looked back to see that he was already outside the Ghost Tower.

Zhao Feiyu stared at the Ghost Tower, his eyes filled with resentment.

Lin Chen, you have humiliated me once again!

You must die!

If I can’t kill you in a fair and square manner, I’ll find someone else to do it!

No matter what, you’re only at the Early-stage Divinity Transformation. I don’t believe you can defend against those elusive and powerful assassins!

Just as Zhao Feiyu was filled with resentment and plotting his revenge, a flurry of unbridled, mad laughter erupted from below.

"Hahaha, Zhao Feiyu! Weren’t you so arrogant before, thinking that the Ghost Tower belonged to you? How come you were also eliminated? Haha..."

Zhao Feiyu looked down and saw Zhu Yao standing on a large rock, laughing wildly and unrestrainedly with his hands on his hips.

Zhao Feiyu’s expression turned cold. He was about to descend and teach Zhu Yao a lesson, but when he saw the numerous cultivators staring at him, he gave up.

So what if he beat Zhu Yao?

It wouldn’t change the fact that he was eliminated. More importantly, if Lin Chen came out of the tower and mentioned that Zhao Feiyu had lost to him, he would be even more humiliated.

If he couldn’t defeat Lin Chen, should he bully the weaker Zhu Yao?

Is this how the Son of Kunlun acts—bullying the weak while fearing the strong?