Aren't your fists big?

Seeing Zhong Qing agree, Wu Yun, who was at the head, also let out a cold laugh.

Although in his eyes, these Revered Master and Disciple were already dead.

But he was really afraid that Zhong Qing would not agree.

Because his idea was to have Lin Feng die at Murong Xue's hands, to resolve this Heart Demon himself.

This way, Murong Xue's future Dao would be smooth sailing, without any Heart Demons.

"Disciple, accept the challenge."

Wu Yun called out leisurely.

As his voice fell, Murong Xue, dressed in black today, stepped into the air and landed steadily on the Life-and-Death Stage.

As for Lin Feng, her former childhood friend, she did not spare him another glance, only a strong coldness.

"Look quickly, Senior Sister Murong is out."

At this time, countless Disciples had gathered below the Life-and-Death Stage, and upon seeing Murong Xue appear, countless people cheered.

In their eyes, Murong Xue was their undisputed object of worship.

"Senior Sister Murong, chop him to death with one sword."

"Right, Senior Sister Murong, kill him with one sword, let him dare to covet Senior Sister Murong, and dare to form a marriage alliance with Senior Sister Murong."

"Exactly, exactly, he doesn't even bother to look in a mirror and see what he looks like."

Countless voices of support came out.

But when they reached Murong Xue's ears, they were incredibly harsh instead.

To equate him with Lin Feng was an insult, a humiliation to her current status.

She only wanted to make the name Lin Feng disappear from this world as soon as possible, so that no one would ever know that her Murong Xue had once been allied in marriage with such a man.

And under the gaze of the entire audience, Lin Feng, bare-handed, slowly walked onto the Life-and-Death Stage.

"Remember, only one of the two can live. No matter what happens, no one is allowed to interfere." Wu Yun glanced at Zhong Qing and said leisurely.

"No problem."

Zhong Qing nodded again.

"Good, I announce, the battle begins."

As Wu Yun roared, the duel between the two officially began.

For a battle with no suspense, Wu Yun did not have much desire to watch. The final result was nothing more than his Disciple removing this thorn from her heart.

After speaking, he sat down in the position at the head.

However, as soon as he sat down, his eyes widened, and he suddenly stood up.

Staring intently at the Life-and-Death Stage.

Just as he announced the start, Murong Xue launched her attack.

Because she did not want to entangle with Lin Feng for even half a moment, only wanting to resolve Lin Feng as quickly as possible and then leave.

But what no one expected was that in the face of Murong Xue's attack, Lin Feng easily took it, and then launched a counterattack against Murong Xue with lightning speed, putting Murong Xue in a precarious situation.

"H-how is this possible?"

Wu Yun stared with wide eyes, filled with disbelief.

Murong Xue was cultivated by them, and they were very clear about her strong talent. It was easy for her to fight above her level, but she was retreating steadily at Lin Feng's hands.

This Lin Feng, wasn't it rumored that he was a waste who couldn't Cultivate before?

Even if he solved the problem and could Cultivate, it's impossible for him to improve so quickly, right?

But the most unbelievable was Murong Xue herself.

Facing Lin Feng's torrential attack, her eyes widened.

"No, impossible, why is this happening??"

She looked at Lin Feng in front of her, her face extremely ugly. In her cognition, Lin Feng was definitely not like this.

He should be a waste.

It was impossible and shouldn't be possible for him to have such strength.

"You go to hell!"

"Azurefall Sword Art!"

The strength that Lin Feng suddenly unleashed made Murong Xue panic.

She would not allow herself, a dignified Saintess, to be beaten back steadily by a waste.

She roared hysterically, and a set of Wang-level Sword Art she had just learned was unleashed by her.

This set of Wang-level Sword Art was the Heaven Cloud Sect's treasured technique.

Among the younger generation of Disciples, only she was qualified to Cultivate it, and only she had successfully Cultivated it.

As this sword art was unleashed, the world changed color.

Countless brilliant sword lights enveloped the air, pressing towards Lin Feng.

"She directly unleashed the Azurefall Sword Art?"

At the head, Wu Yun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.

Good.

Resolve the battle as quickly as possible, to avoid any unexpected changes.

Under the Azurefall Sword Art, that kid Lin Feng would have no chance of counterattacking.

Because once this sword art was unleashed, even against a Star Profound Realm, Murong Xue would have the power to fight.

Not to mention Lin Feng.

But the next moment, he found that he had been excited too early.

His whole body trembled in shock.

He saw that in the face of Murong Xue's Azurefall Sword Art, Lin Feng simply raised his fist casually.

"Heavenly Gang Fist."

As the voice fell, a huge golden phantom condensed behind Lin Feng. The phantom, shaped like a fist, struck out, and the sky full of sword lights were instantly destroyed.

And Murong Xue, under this punch, flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

"What, it's also a King-level Mystic Technique!"

"Why does this kid also have a King-level Mystic Technique?"

Wu Yun and the others at the head were filled with disbelief.

One must know that their Heaven Cloud Sect had developed for so many years to obtain a set of Wang-level Sword Art, and only with Murong Xue's extraordinary talent could she successfully Cultivate it.

And Lin Feng.

A mere Family Disciple from the small Fengtian City, how could he also unleash a King-level Mystic Technique?

And countless Disciples watching the battle were also startled and flustered by the sudden change on the stage, their expressions filled with disbelief.

They actually saw their admired Senior Sister Murong being brutally beaten.

In the entire arena, only Zhong Qing remained standing with his hands behind his back, as calm as ever.

At this moment, Lin Feng, who had sent Murong Xue flying, did not show any mercy.

The humiliations he had suffered surged through his mind one after another.

His grandfather being angered to death.

The Lin Family's decline.

All the grievances he had suffered erupted in his heart at this moment, condensing into a final punch that struck towards Murong Xue.

Looking at this punch, Murong Xue's eyes were dazed.

Her entire being was filled with panic.

Her expression even became somewhat frenzied.

"Why, why."

"Why does this waste have such strength?"

"Why does he also have a King-level Mystic Technique!!!"

But no matter how many questions she had in her mind, she couldn't think that much. She only knew that the punch was getting closer and closer, and the threat of death was getting stronger and stronger.

She had to admit that she had been defeated by this waste, Lin Feng.

And she might even die at his hands.

In an instant, all the pride that being a Saintess had brought her shattered, and she only thought about how to survive. She yelled hysterically, "Revered Master, save me!"

And Wu Yun naturally saw this scene.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

This little bastard, did he actually want to kill his Disciple in front of him?

"Little bastard, stop right there!"

With a furious roar, Wu Yun stepped into the air and directly struck out a palm towards Lin Feng.

Zhong Qing, seeing this from below the stage, his face sank, and he instantly appeared beside Lin Feng, directly blocking that blow.

Wu Yun also took advantage of this gap, picked up Murong Xue, and returned to the high platform, checking Murong Xue's injuries. After seeing that Murong Xue was fine at this time, his fiery eyes became a little more normal.

"What a shameless Heaven Cloud Sect."

Protecting Lin Feng in his arms, Zhong Qing looked at Wu Yun at the head with a gloomy expression and said heavily, "Before the battle started, you yourself said that once on the arena, it's a fight to the death, and no one else should interfere no matter what happens. As the Sect Revered Master, are your words just farts?"

"Hmph, so what?"

Facing Zhong Qing's questioning, Wu Yun's face did not flush or dry, and he said coldly, "Rules have always been decided by whoever has the bigger fist."

"Hahahahaha."

"What a good rule, whoever has the bigger fist decides."

Wu Yun's words directly made Zhong Qing laugh in anger, "Then I'd like to see just how big your Heaven Cloud Sect's fist is."

"Kid, your tone isn't small." Wu Yun stared at Zhong Qing with a murderous expression and said coldly, "You dare to cause trouble in my Heaven Cloud Sect, and even kill my Heaven Cloud Sect's Deacon in public, do you think you can escape?"

"Third Elder, Fourth Elder, Fifth Elder."

"Here."

"Kill these Revered Master and Disciple."

"Yes."

As Wu Yun's voice fell, three old men swept out from behind Wu Yun, heading straight for Zhong Qing.

And powerful cultivation fluctuations emanated from the three of them.

Three Sun Profound Realm!

"Kid, dare to cause trouble in my Heaven Cloud Sect, you shall repent."

The Third Elder roared coldly, and a monstrous palm print directly covered Zhong Qing.

The Fourth Elder and Fifth Elder were equally unwilling to show weakness, and overwhelming attacks covered Zhong Qing from the other two directions.

The combined attack of the three directly blocked Zhong Qing's retreat.

However, facing the encirclement of the three great Sun Profound Realm, Zhong Qing was not afraid at all, but instead had a cold smile on his face.

He gently extended his right hand into the Void Realm.

He easily broke the Third Elder's attack and directly crushed him in his hand.

"Is this what you call a big fist?"

"Mere ants."

Zhong Qing had a cold smile on his face, and with a gentle squeeze of his hand in the Void Realm, the Third Elder in mid-air exploded.

"What?"

Seeing this scene, both Wu Yun and the Fourth Elder and Fifth Elder were stunned.

The powerful Third Elder, a Sun Profound Realm expert, was actually instantly killed by Zhong Qing!!!

"You two retreat quickly, you are not his match."

Wu Yun shouted.

Hearing this, the Fourth Elder and Fifth Elder disregarded the backlash of forcibly withdrawing their attacks, stepped on the Void Realm, and fled.

"Aren't your fists very big?"

"Why are you running?"

"Come back here."

Zhong Qing moved his palm again, and the palm that had transformed into the Void Realm directly covered the Fourth Elder.