The clash of fists was just the beginning; the most powerful force came from the subsequent impact.
Like water bursting its banks, once unleashed, it becomes uncontrollable, surging and overwhelming beyond human power.
Ah Da's body remained still, but his arm twisted completely around the body.
Li Changfeng exerted his strength again, and A'da was sent flying backwards against his will, landing right at the feet of the Du family head.
A thick layer of fine sweat appeared on Ah Da's forehead. His right arm hung limply, unable to exert any strength. Although it appeared undamaged on the surface, the bones inside were completely shattered, filled with bone fragments.
“Innate…the Innate Realm!” A-Da said haltingly.
Does "Innate Realm" refer to Li Changfeng's current strength?
Is it definitely congenital and not something else?
Li Changfeng neither admitted nor refuted the claim, as responding to a defeated opponent was meaningless.
"Patriarch Du, your men don't seem very capable either," Li Changfeng said lazily. "You brought so few people to avenge your son? Are you looking down on me? Or does Du Yukun not hold a high position in your heart?"
That really hit home.
More than half of the Du family's ancient martial arts practitioners were mobilized, but in his words, this was the number of people?
These ancient martial arts practitioners are well-received wherever they go, and they are bound to become a formidable force.
It's not that they're bad, it's that Li Changfeng is too strong.
It's not that guns are less powerful, but compared to cannons, they are simply no match.
Li Changfeng strode forward, each step feeling like he was stepping on the Du family head's nerves, creating a deep sense of pressure.
"What...what do you want to do?" The Du family head panicked and instinctively took a step back.
What do you think?
"I don't know, I advise you not to act rashly." The Du family head's heart pounded wildly. "I am the head of one of the five great families of Jinghai, you dare lay a finger on me..."
"Slap!" A loud slap rang out in the darkness.
The head of the Du family saw stars and fell to the ground, his hair completely disheveled.
"So what if I touch you?" Li Changfeng said arrogantly. "What can you do to me?"
"Weren't you here tonight to avenge your son? I'm right here, so go ahead and take my life."
Head of the Du family: "..."
"Get up, I'll give you a chance." Li Changfeng lit a cigarette, his expression calm.
"Come on, fuck me."
The head of the Du family wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His left cheek bulged out, leaving five clear finger marks.
He then stood up, his eyes reflecting intense hatred.
"Hey!" the Du family head shouted and ran forward.
He had no way out; all the men he brought were now useless, leaving only himself.
Li Changfeng is a ruthless guy; even if he kneels down and begs for mercy, he probably won't show any mercy.
Why not refute it?
Knowing they were no match, they had to try for their son and for themselves.
As they approached, the head of the Du family suddenly drew a sharp dagger from his waist.
This dagger has been with the Du family head for many years. It was custom-made and cost hundreds of thousands of dollars. He always carries it with him when he goes out, and today is no exception.
Li Changfeng's expression was contemptuous, and his figure seemed to move, yet also seemed not to move.
The head of the Du family rushed past him, the two of them back to back, less than five meters apart.
“I gave you a chance, but you were useless,” Li Changfeng said calmly.
The head of the Du family remained motionless, his mouth opening and closing in a hoarse voice, and a small wound on his neck kept oozing blood.
“Uh…” The Du family head’s knees buckled and he knelt on the ground, his pupils dilated, and his life force was rapidly fading away.
The dagger in his hand, stained with blood, fell to the ground with a clatter, and the head of the Du family collapsed to the ground.
His eyes were wide open, his death unresolved.
His throat was slashed; even if an ambulance was right next to him, he wouldn't survive.
Despite all his calculations, he never expected to die by the dagger he himself forged.
This dagger was originally made for self-defense, in case of emergency; today, this dagger ended his life.
Li Changfeng went all out and killed the man. The man had vowed to take his life, so why should he have any reservations?
Those who commit murder must be killed.
Treat them as they treat you.
Li Changfeng believed he had done nothing wrong, acting entirely according to his own whims, doing whatever he pleased.
Those who deserve to die must die, and those who deserve to be killed must go to hell.
"Patriarch!" The ancient martial artist, now powerless, cried out in sorrow upon witnessing this scene.
"Go keep him company." Li Changfeng raised his arm and sprinkled out a handful of white powder.
Then he went home.
None of these dozens of people who came will survive; they are all doomed.
That powder was enough to kill them, leaving no trace of their bodies.
Li Changfeng's poison is incurable, domineering and powerful. Of the thousands of capable people in the world, no more than five can cure his poison.
The main focus is on self-confidence.
After returning home, Li Changfeng didn't rest. He drove a Mercedes-Benz G-Class out of the garage and disappeared into the night.
He was about to do something, something so momentous that it would leave everyone breathless.
Tonight, the head of the Du family was killed, creating an irreconcilable feud. Will the Du family remain obedient and taciturn from now on, or will they continue to retaliate against Li Changfeng?
It should be the latter, barring any unforeseen circumstances.
How can such a deep-seated blood feud be let go so easily?
Most likely, the Du family will find a precise opportunity, taking advantage of his illness and impending death, to seize Li Changfeng in one fell swoop.
The Du family already had a general idea of Li Changfeng's strength. Thirty ancient martial arts practitioners hadn't been able to do anything to him, so they wouldn't be foolish enough to go looking for trouble again.
They will definitely choose to strike when Li Changfeng is at his weakest, delivering a fatal blow.
Instead of constantly being on guard, it's better to go all out and take the initiative.
There's a saying that goes: the best defense is a good offense.
That's right! Li Changfeng went to the Du family, intending to wipe them all out.
You can't stand firm if you're not ruthless!
By the time you're truly killed by bad luck, it's too late to say anything, and regretting it won't help at all.
He deserves all the regret that remains in his heart.
Li Changfeng did not intend to let such a thing happen, nor would he allow it to happen. Better safe than sorry.
Be cautious in your actions, leave no room for the enemy; like wildfire that cannot be extinguished, it will spring up again with the spring breeze; when you cut weeds, you must nip them in the bud.
This is a sentence that Master told Li Changfeng when he left the mountain.
Three years have passed, but he still hasn't forgotten it; it's deeply etched in his mind.
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