Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

Wei Yifan questioned Lin Feng, "Can't you understand human speech?"

This was clearly an insult to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's expression immediately turned grim.

Who was Lin Feng?

He didn't bully others.

Others should be grateful for that.

And now he was to be bullied?

…

He gave Wei Yifan a cold glance and sneered, "Who do you think you are to talk to me like that?"

Sikong Zhaiyue looked at Wei Yifan with a look of pity.

Although Wei Yifan was strong, having reached the Third Layer Heaven of the Yin Yang Realm,

he was no match for Lin Feng.

Far from it!

Although Lin Feng had not yet broken through the Yin Yang Realm,

his reserves were too powerful.

Sikong Zhaiyue estimated

that with Lin Feng's current combat power, even dealing with cultivators of the Fifth and Sixth Layer Heavens of the Yin Yang Realm would pose no problem.

Dealing with Wei Yifan would be effortless.

This Wei Yifan bouncing around in front of Lin Feng

was simply asking for trouble.

…

But Jiang Chao did not see it that way.

Even though Lin Feng was wealthy and domineering,

that didn't mean his cultivation was strong.

Jiang Chao naturally saw Lin Feng's cultivation level.

Tenth Level of the Martial King Realm.

Perhaps he was a descendant of some Great Force.

But it was likely not one from the East Sea.

More likely an inland force.

Because of the opening of the Divine Ruins recently, many cultivators from inland forces had been rushing towards the Divine Ruins.

In Jiang Chao's eyes, Lin Feng, coming from a Great Force, was hence so wealthy and domineering.

On the mainland, with the protection of a Great Force, he could act as he pleased.

But in the East Sea, such capricious and arbitrary behavior was not allowed.

Inland Forces.

Even the Ancient Jiang Family, as powerful as it was, had very average influence in the East Sea.

Not to mention other forces.

The East Sea World had its own set of rules.

Therefore,

seeing Lin Feng offend Wei Yifan,

Jiang Chao felt trouble brewing.

Wei Yifan came from "Xingluo Island."

Xingluo Island was an ancient force

with many experts.

And, most importantly!

The relationship between Xingluo Island and Penglai Ancient Sacred Land was very deep.

It was said that the first ancestor of Xingluo Island had cultivated in Penglai Ancient Sacred Land.

Thus, Xingluo Island was a force powerful in both its own strength and its background.

Lin Feng offending a scion of such a force was inviting tremendous trouble, wasn't he?

And Wei Yifan's identity was not simple either.

His grandfather was the Great Elder of Xingluo Island's Moral Hall, a man of high status and power.

…

Indeed,

the thing Jiang Chao was worried about happened.

After hearing Lin Feng's words,

Wei Yifan's face turned exceedingly grim.

He looked at Lin Feng coldly, with a sinister voice saying, "Kid, do you know who I am? How dare you speak to me like this?"

Jiang Chao said, "You are both my guests. Let's give me some face today and each take a step back, shall we?"

"Fine! Since Steward Jiang has spoken, I won't contradict the respect due to you. Kid, you now get out of the VIP room, kneel in front of it, and slap your own face for three hours. I will spare your life then."

Wei Yifan had an air of superiority.

"So arrogant, ridiculously foolish."

Lin Feng looked at Wei Yifan coldly, his expression full of disdain.

Wei Yifan sneered, "Kid, if you don't respect a toast, you'll have to drink a forfeit."

As his voice fell,

Wei Yifan struck towards Lin Feng with a palm.

"Water Splitting Palm."

This palm strike enveloped him with a strange force.

That force encased Lin Feng in it.

Lin Feng felt as though his body was being crushed by that force, seemingly unable to move.

He could only watch helplessly as Wei Yifan's palm chop came down on him.

"Good Water Splitting Palm, this chop has integrated the power of the Water Dao, water is gentle, yet it can exert a powerful pressure, with water all around, a person trapped in it is like a trapped beast, so Lin Feng is trapped unable to move, Lin Feng is open-handed, not an ordinary character, it seems I need to intervene to stop Wei Yifan, otherwise, if this situation escalates, it could get out of hand, and I might get dragged into it as well."

Thoughts flashed rapidly through Jiang Chao's mind.

He was about to intervene to stop Wei Yifan.

But at this moment,

Lin Feng had already made his move.

…

Swoosh...

Sword Qi!

Blade Radiance!

Swept out.

In an instant, it tore through the oppressive force of the surrounding Water Dao.

The Sword Qi and Blade Radiance merged in a flash,

And slashed towards Wei Yifan.

Feeling the power of the Sword Qi and Blade Radiance, Wei Yifan's complexion changed drastically.

He had not expected Lin Feng to be able to unleash such a terrifying attack.

Mana swirled around Wei Yifan's palm as he executed the Water Splitting Palm technique,

And abruptly changed direction,

And bombarded towards the merged Sword Qi and Blade Radiance.

Boom.

Both forces collided fiercely.

Jiang Chao then saw it.

Wei Yifan was blasted away.

He toppled over three or four tables in succession before crashing to the ground,

In a state of utter disarray.

"How is this possible?" he gasped.

Jiang Chao was utterly shocked.

He knew full well the strength at Wei Yifan's disposal.

The formidable cultivation of the Yin Yang Realm Third Layer Heaven.

And Lin Feng was merely at the Tenth Level of Martial King Realm.

Why couldn't Wei Yifan even catch a single move from Lin Feng's hands?

Jiang Chao even thought he was seeing things.

He rubbed his eyes.

And looked again.

Indeed!

It was Wei Yifan who had been blown away.

"It can't be, how can I possibly be defeated by you?" Wei Yifan's face twisted in agony.

Being defeated by a cultivator of Martial King Realm in a single move

Was a humiliation beyond belief.

Wei Yifan wished he could dismember Lin Feng thousands of times over to wash away the shame Lin Feng had brought him.

"Martial Soul: Blood Dragon!"

Wei Yifan roared out loud,

Unleashing his most powerful attack.

Within his Dantian,

Intense fluctuations

Surged forward.

Immediately afterward,

Blood light scattered,

And within it, a Blood Dragon congealed into form.

The Blood Dragon, with bared fangs and brandishing claws, pounced towards Lin Feng.

"Kid, let's see how you block my Blood Dragon move!"

Wei Yifan sneered repeatedly,

Seeming to have already envisioned the scene where Lin Feng was defeated, kneeling on the ground begging for mercy only to be trampled underfoot.

"You, who have not even grasped the 'spirit,' are as weak as an ant before me," Lin Feng said indifferently.

He threw a punch towards the Blood Dragon.

Lin Feng's fist was enveloped with dense thunders.

Boom.

That punch hammered fiercely on the Blood Dragon.

The Blood Dragon exploded instantly,

Yet Lin Feng's fist did not lose its power,

And then it struck Wei Yifan.

Wei Yifan was punched away for over thirty meters, crashing outside of the VIP room.

"What happened?"

"Look quickly, it's Wei Yifan who was thrown out!"

"Someone dared to throw out Wei Yifan, who is so bold?"

Around, a series of discussions could be heard.

Wei Yifan's face contorted as he attempted to get up and fight Lin Feng to the death,

But by this time, Lin Feng had already walked out of the VIP room.

He swung his right hand,

Sending out a series of Array Patterns.

Those Array Patterns suppressed Wei Yifan's body.

Thump!

Wei Yifan, who had just stood up, knelt directly outside the VIP room's door.

"You previously said I should kneel in front of the VIP room's door and slap my own face for you to spare my life. I truly wonder how such trash as you dared to say such arrogant words. Well, I give this sentence back to you. Now you kneel in front of the door of the VIP room and slap your own face for three hours, after which, I will spare your life."

As Lin Feng's voice faded, he pointed at Wei Yifan.

The Array Patterns previously placed on Wei Yifan were fully activated.

Wei Yifan appeared as if he'd been cursed by a Demon Art,

Lifting his own hands,

Slap slap slap slap...

One slap after another smacked his own face.