Dragon King Palace: Urban Affluent Son-in-Law

Jiang Feng watched as Kang Li walked towards him and said calmly, "You're the one sent by the Kang Family, right?"

It wasn't surprising to guess this; among those holding grudges against Jiang Feng, the Jian Family was completely finished, leaving only Jin Shixiang and Kang Hui bold enough to seek revenge.

Though Jin Shixiang had little backing, unable to hire two martial artists, Kang Hui could, being a vindictive person, so there was no other suspect.

"Knowing more won't help you, take this!" Kang Li rushed forward, his steps as fierce as a tiger's, swiftly approaching Jiang Feng and bringing down a forceful palm aimed at Jiang Feng's forehead!

This was his signature technique, the Mountain Splitting Palm!

In that sect, although Kang Li was only an outer disciple, his skills in hard techniques were honed to perfection, this palm carrying at least five hundred pounds of force, enough to crush even an ordinary boxer. Kang Li had once killed a calf with a single palm strike!

"Hm, although Kang Li's talent is average, he has endured hardships, not wasting his practice over these years. His strength among the outer disciples is not considered weak," Ling Yifeng gave an objective assessment from behind.

"Hoo!"

Just as Kang Li's palm was about to strike down, suddenly, Jiang Feng beneath it vanished, leaving him hitting empty air, even causing his horse stance to falter as he staggered forward a few steps from exerting too much force.

"What's going on?" Kang Li had never encountered such an uncanny situation before; how could a living person disappear right under his watch?

Turning his head, he saw Jiang Feng standing in the same spot, seemingly never having moved.

"This..."

Even Ling Yifeng suspected he was seeing things wrong; how could Jiang Feng's movement technique be so fast that Kang Li's sure-hit palm missed?

"Is this all you've got?" Jiang Feng's tone carried a hint of mockery.

"Damn it, die!" Furious and embarrassed, Kang Li was not only insulted by Jiang Feng but also humiliated in front of Ling Yifeng; his painstaking efforts couldn't be wasted just because Ling Yifeng looked down on him.

Kang Li turned around and swung another palm at Jiang Feng, but Jiang Feng slightly sidestepped, avoiding it.

Kang Li roared and slashed with a hand blade, but Jiang Feng sidestepped again, avoiding it.

Frustrated, Kang Li furiously slashed left and right, yet Jiang Feng's figure flickered, evading everything.

Finally, Kang Li used both hands and feet, wildly attacking, but Jiang Feng remained rooted, effortlessly dodging everything with just upper body movements.

From start to finish, facing Kang Li's frenzied attacks, Jiang Feng didn't even move his feet, only using his upper body to toy with Kang Li, making him pant heavily.

He was toying with Kang Li!

Any observer could see that Kang Li and Jiang Feng weren't on the same level at all. No matter how much Kang Li exerted himself, sweating and panting like an ox, he couldn't even touch a hair on Jiang Feng!

"How is this possible?"

Seeing this scene, not only was Kang Li shocked, but Ling Yifeng was also exceedingly surprised!

Ling Yifeng knew Kang Li's strength well. Even if just an ordinary martial artist, he was still decent, yet now he was being toyed with like a dog by that young man, powerless beyond fury?

"Could it be that this Jiang Feng guy is also a master?"

"Aaaaaah!" After dozens of attacks failed, Kang Li's impatience turned into madness and hysteria.

This battle had shaken his Martial Arts spirit, making future progress unlikely; someone he should've easily defeated had completely shattered his confidence now.

A person without confidence is no different from trash?

"Kang Li, calm down! This guy is toying with you; don't fall for it, or your foundation in martial arts will be shaken!" Ling Yifeng suddenly reminded coldly.

"Ah!" Hearing this, Kang Li immediately calmed down as if enlightened, looking back gratefully at Ling Yifeng, "Thank you, Senior Brother Feng, for the advice!"

Then he turned again, staring at Jiang Feng with embarrassment and anger, "Alright kid, I underestimated you, didn't expect you'd keep hidden!"

"Is there any other trick you've got? Show me." Jiang Feng said expressionlessly.

The reason he tolerated Kang Li for so long was just curiosity about current martial artists' level on Earth; the result greatly disappointed him: the lack of Spiritual Energy not only affected someone like him, an heir to the Demon Emperor, but martial artists like Kang Li even more. Such skill, placed into the Cultivation Worlds, wouldn't even measure up.

"Alright, you asked for it, let me show you my Heavenly Broken Leg, honed over twenty years, at the cost of your life!!" Regaining his calm, Kang Li had no choice but to reveal his killer move, taking a stepping stance, channeling all his Inner Strength into his right leg, delivering a whipping kick at Jiang Feng's face—a menacing sweep like a solid copper club, crushing everything.

"Bang!"

Jiang Feng raised a hand impatiently, blocking it with the back of his hand.

How to describe this feeling?

It was as if a soccer player had put all their strength into a kick only to hit a steel ball, the pain so intense that breathing was forgotten.

"Crack!"

Kang Li's shinbone and instep bone simultaneously fractured, along with the tendons, muscles, blood vessels, everything below his right knee turned into a pulp, as if suddenly amputated. The mist of blood vanished as his half thigh swung wildly like an uncontrollable top, sending him crashing to the ground with a "thud"!

"My... my leg!!! Aaa!!!!" Holding his bloodied knee, Kang Li couldn't believe he had lost half a leg; his Heavenly Broken Leg became a real broken leg, and he cried out in agony and resignation!

"Initially, you only wanted to cripple me, but later you intended to kill! I am reasonable; how others treat me, I reciprocate, so it's not excessive for me not to spare you, right?"

Jiang Feng expressionlessly walked forward and raised his foot.

"Stop!!!" Ling Yifeng shouted urgently!

But it was too late; Jiang Feng stomped on Kang Li's chest, causing him to spit three liters of blood immediately. Kang Li convulsed a few times before his eyes rolled back.

"Damn, how dare you!!"

Ling Yifeng couldn't bear it; Kang Li was his guide in Binhai and had promised him good hospitality, yet Jiang Feng trampled him to death. How could he find such an obedient follower now?

"Kid, you're courting death!" Ling Yifeng's face was chillingly cold, stepping one step at a time, like the clock of a death god tolling, approaching Jiang Feng with killing intent.

"He said the same thing to me earlier. Now it's your turn. Do you think it will be any different?" Jiang Feng asked calmly, lifting his gaze to Ling Yifeng.

"Different?" Ling Yifeng sneered with anger; of course, he was different from Kang Li. Kang Li is far from the Master Level, while he himself was genuinely at the Peak of Master Level. Jiang Feng dared underestimate him, truly not knowing the meaning of death!