Chapter 325: Limit? It’s Still Early! (4th update)

"Freak!"The entire arena was in shock, and everyone was astonished!

The spectators were all dumbfounded. A mere Magnetic Condensation Realm martial artist who had merely opened twenty meridians had suppressed an opponent at the Sixth Level of the Origin Transformation Realm, and now, had blown away the Blood Wolf at the Eighth Layer of the Magnetic Condensation Realm with one punch!

"Haha, this kid has hidden himself quite deep!"

In the contestant area, Gong Cheng squinted his eyes and smiled. "If the captain hadn’t brought him here, he might not have exposed that he had also been cultivating the Body Refining Technique."

"As expected of Brother Feen!"

Lin Mochen and Yuu Sixian exchanged glances. With Ling Feng, this abnormal member in their team, they might actually have a chance to contend with the Central Courtyard Sword Team.

Lee Bufan clenched his fist, and in his heart, there were only four words: "Never admit defeat!"

Ling Feng was strong, so he would strive to become stronger!

"Ling Feng’s prowess is Ling Feng’s concern. We can’t pin all our hopes on Ling Feng alone, do you understand?"

Goo Tengfeng glanced back at his teammates and slowly said, "Starting today, I will bring you here two or three times a month. If you don’t want to die on stage, you must put pressure on yourselves and constantly become stronger!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Everyone nodded in unison. It was clear to everyone that Goo Tengfeng truly had a great resolve for the Five Academy Sword Team competition six months from now.

After all, this was his last year at the Heavenly Position Academy, the last chance for him to lead the East Courtyard Sword Team to challenge the strongest and climb to the Empire’s top sword teams.

In the Blood Fight Arena,

the Blood Wolf’s face turned exceptionally grim. Just now, not only had he been blown away by that punch, but even three fingers on his right hand were directly broken!

Clearly, his Bloodthirsty Secret Technique allowed for a significant increase in strength in a short time, while also enhancing his physical body, yet in the power struggle, he still suffered a considerable loss.

"Brat, you’ll die a horrible death!"

The Blood Wolf fixated his cold gaze on Ling Feng, twisted his fingers on his broken hand fiercely, forcibly straightened the knuckles, and with a shake of his palm, they miraculously recovered instantly.

However, this state couldn’t last long. He needed to make a quick decision, otherwise, once his realm fell back to the Sixth Level of the Origin Transformation Realm, he would have no path but death.

Ling Feng, employing the Heavenly Dao Divine Pattern, responded with ease. The Blood Wolf’s movement techniques and martial techniques were completely seen through by him, and given the not-so-significant power disparity, Ling Feng had securely occupied an unassailable position.

"Seven Kills of Greedy Wolf!"

The Blood Wolf shouted violently, finally revealing his trump card, striving to slay Ling Feng in a short time.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the air, there suddenly erupted a crackling sound, and the air popped, forming countless fist shadows around Ling Feng, as if to shatter the very space where Ling Feng stood.

The fierce momentum of the fists was like a storm, like a volley of arrows, imposing and powerful.

Ling Feng swung his sword blade, his body like flowing clouds, at ease in the world. In his nimble movements, one stream of sword light after another drifted in like ethereal spirits, opposing the Blood Wolf’s fist edge, advancing against the momentum.

"Night Parade of Hundred Demons!"

Fist edge!

Sword shadow!

Constantly clashing, the audience around the Blood Fight Arena all boiled over. This battle was truly extraordinary.

Standing at the edge of the arena, Xue Xiaolin had to activate her True Qi to protect her body from the violent Vigorous Wind sweeping across, making her skin ache.

"Roar! I will smash you into a meat patty!"

The Blood Wolf roared fiercely. The sharp Sword Qi left bloodstains on his body, but they rapidly healed, and his punches became even more frenzied and domineering!

Under the Bloodthirsty Secret Technique state, his recovering ability was astonishing, practically like an "undying cockroach."

Ling Feng’s sword speed was equally fast as lightning, continuously unleashing the "Night Parade of Hundred Demons," attacking against attack!

The figures of the two constantly interchanged.

The muscles on the Blood Wolf’s upper body were repeatedly sliced open by the Sword Qi, causing blood to splatter out. Yet, every time, they quickly recovered.

Ling Feng had blood holes occasionally blasted out on his body as well, with blood seeping, staining his white robes red.

However, in the state of "Mountain Shattering Transformation," these injuries were no more than superficial wounds.

Nonetheless, because the Blood Wolf stood there bare-chested, everyone only saw the terrifying recovery ability of the Blood Wolf, while the blood on Ling Feng became more abundant, nearly dyeing his robes red.

Seeing this scene, boos echoed from the stage.

"Seems like the kid from Heavenly Position Academy is done for!"

"Heh, he’s just a wet-behind-the-ears kid after all. That Blood Wolf actually possesses such eerie abilities. No wonder it’s his companions who die every time in the Blood Fight Arena while he keeps surviving."

"I can’t wait to see the so-called genius fall here!"

"Kill! Blood Wolf, take down that kid! Tear him apart!"

The spectators shouted and screamed, while the Blood Wolf wore a gloomy face, his eyes filled with a shocking look.

Others might not have noticed, thinking Ling Feng had sustained severe injuries with more and more wounds appearing on him, but after trading hundreds of blows, Ling Feng’s power hadn’t diminished in the slightest and seemed even to increase subtly.

It appeared that with every extra move exchanged, Ling Feng’s power and speed slightly improved!

This opponent who grew stronger by the moment...

The Blood Wolf couldn’t find any words to describe him other than "terrifying."

But the Blood Wolf had no time to spare. He was beginning to feel a thread of weakness, and the time for the secret technique’s maintenance was nearing its limit.

"I must kill him before the Bloodthirsty Secret Technique fades away!"

The Blood Wolf’s face twisted fiercely as he roared, once more lunging toward Ling Feng.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two continuously clashed. Ling Feng remained in place, countering, so it seemed like he was being suppressed by the Blood Wolf.

However, only the Blood Wolf knew in his heart that he was actually at the end of his strength.

"Clang!" ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɴoᴠel Fɪre.nᴇt

Fist and sword clashed again, the two figures separated, the Blood Wolf stomped a foot brutally into the ground, his face going pale as he swiftly adjusted his breath, speaking with a ferocious demeanor masking his inner weakness, "Kid, it seems you’re at your limit. Why push it any further? Let’s stop here. If you concede, I can show great mercy and spare your life!"

"Limit?" Ling Feng curled his mouth into a smile, "Not even close!"

He waved to the Blood Wolf casually, his face calm, "Bring it on again!"

The Blood Wolf’s face turned stiff, inwardly cursing: "Bastard!"

That damned guy still wanted to keep at it!

After all, he was a death row prisoner. Unless the opponent agreed to stop, surrendering was useless. Yet, if this went on, he feared he wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer.

"Caught between a rock and a hard place!"

The Blood Wolf stayed in place. The strength from the Bloodthirsty Secret Technique was gradually ebbing away, and the time he could remain at the Eighth Level of the Origin Transformation Realm was dwindling.

"Damn it!"

The Blood Wolf’s face was grim as water. He could only muster his last strength, letting out a thunderous roar, "Then go to hell! Mad Demon—Blood Killing Fist!"