Lin Xiong's powerful killing intent swept across the entire training ground.

Under the shadow of his murderous intent, everyone felt the fear of impending death and trembled with fear.

"Young Master!"

Linghua immediately looked worried.

Second Master Lin Xiong is not comparable to his son Lin Yun.

His cultivation level has reached the fifth stage of Qi Cyclone, second only to the Lin family patriarch!

If he makes a move, Lin Feng will probably be in danger!

"What, do you want to break the family rules and stop this life-or-death battle?"

Far from showing any fear, Raymond Lam smiled dismissively.

"Lin Feng, show mercy when you can! You've already won, the clan leader position is still yours, there's no need to go to such extremes!"

Lin Xiong looked furious and said in a deep voice.

"No need to go to such extremes? Heh, old Deng, you and your son didn't do that last night!"

Lin Feng gave a cold smile.

"Last night?"

What did he mean by that?

"Could it be that the father and son attacked Lin Feng last night?"

The scene erupted in uproar.

"I don't understand what you're saying. Without evidence, it's best not to make baseless accusations!"

Lin Xiong's face darkened.

What happened yesterday was handled flawlessly by the father and son!

Even if Raymond Lam comes back alive, there will be no evidence to accuse him and his son!

"Evidence? Heh, no need for that. Anyway, you two, father and son, are about to embark on your journey together!"

Lin Feng sneered.

"Hmph! Arrogant!"

Lin Xiong retorted angrily, "I know you must have brought back reinforcements, that's why you dare to be so reckless!"

"Bring out your henchman. I want to see just how capable he is!"

"What? Lin Feng brought backup?"

"Possibly, otherwise, why would he dare to swagger back like that?"

"But where are his helpers? There are no outsiders in this training ground."

The crowd was buzzing with discussion, looking around curiously.

"Help? Heh, I don't need any help to deal with you and your son. I can handle it all by myself!"

Lin Feng sneered, then looked at the gray-robed man hosting the competition below the stage and said, "Lin Xiong interfered with the life-or-death battle. According to the clan rules, how should he be punished?"

"This...according to clan rules...should be killed!"

The gray-robed man looked troubled, but finally forced himself to speak.

"Deserves to die? Heh, very well, then why don't you make your move?"

Lin Feng sneered.

"..."

The man in the gray robe frowned deeply.

Everyone else also had strange expressions.

Should we take action?

Kill Lin Xiong?

They can't beat them either!

"snort!"

Lin Xiong snorted coldly and glanced at everyone with a contemptuous look.

He wanted to see which fool would dare to enforce family rules on him.

"What? Nobody's going to do it? Well then, I'll do it myself!"

Lin Feng said coldly.

"You? Hmph! You're so arrogant!"

Lin Xiong said coldly.

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura of the fifth level of Qi Cyclone suddenly erupted from his body, sweeping out rapidly like an invisible giant wave.

Wherever it passed, everyone felt a strong impact and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

However, Lin Feng, who was the first to be attacked, stood firmly on the stage without moving an inch.

"..."

Seeing this, Lin Xiong frowned slightly, looking somewhat surprised.

He thought that Lin Feng only had the cultivation level of Qi Cyclone Stage 1.

Because he couldn't understand why Lin Feng could remain so calm when facing someone at the fifth level of Qi Cyclone.

"Hmph! Putting on airs!"

Lin Xiong said coldly.

The next moment, he blurred into a terrifying afterimage, and swung his fist to kill!

Rumble!

As he threw the punch, nine purple lightning bolts surged from his fist, like nine thunder dragons, roaring as they hurtled towards Lin Feng. The momentum was astonishing, completely incomparable to Lin Yun's attack!

"With his fifth-level Qi Cyclone cultivation and the ninth level of the Thunderclap Fist, Second Master actually went all out!"

"Is it really necessary to be so serious when dealing with a mere first-level Qi Cyclone cultivator?"

"What do you know? This is called 'even a lion needs to go all out to hunt a rabbit!' Second Master is clearly aiming for a fatal blow, leaving Lin Feng no way out!"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

"Young Master!"

Linghua, standing in the crowd, also looked nervous.

"Hmph, Lin Feng, you're dead!"

Lying on the edge of the ring, unable to move, Lin Yun said with a venomous look on his face.

He believed that with his father Lin Xiong's strength, he could easily kill Lin Feng!

"snort!"

However, Lin Feng snorted disdainfully, and with a flick of his body, he transformed into an incredibly fast afterimage, throwing a punch to meet the attack.

Rumble!

Nine bolts of purple lightning also erupted from his fist!

At the same time, the nine bolts of lightning on Lin Feng's fist began to swirl around his arm. They seemed to have some mysterious connection with each other, making the nine bolts of lightning feel as if they were perfectly integrated and as one!

"What...what is this?"

"Lin Feng's ninth level of the Thunder Fist seems to be somewhat unusual!"

"This feeling... I've only vaguely seen it in my ancestor, but even his Thunder Fist couldn't achieve this level of seamless integration!"

The crowd gasped again.

"This is impossible! He was actually hiding his strength just now?"

Lin Yun was even more dumbfounded.

He always thought he was no worse than Lin Feng, so he couldn't believe that Lin Feng could easily cripple him even when he was hiding his strength!

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