CHAPTER 459: CHAPTER 430: YOU ARE NO MATCH FOR ME_2

If Lin Feng truly hid his strength, then there was a real possibility that he could fight against Ao Wushuang.

However, even so, no one believed that Lin Feng could defeat Ao Wushuang.

Ao Wushuang, invincible among his peers and one cultivation level higher than Lin Feng, made the idea of Lin Feng defeating him seem utterly absurd.

On the battle platform.

"The battle isn’t decided yet?"

Ao Wushuang’s expression turned cold as he proudly said, "The moment you stepped onto this battle platform, the outcome was already determined!"

"I don’t have time to waste words with you, just accept defeat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ao Wushuang made the first move.

"Emperor’s Divine Fist—Fist Seals the Mountains!"

Ao Wushuang pulled back his right hand from behind and threw a punch. A massive Punch Radiance, like a golden sun, with unmatched Fist Power burst through the void and instantly arrived in front of Lin Feng.

This punch was incredibly powerful, the air exploded where the Punch Radiance passed, annihilating everything in its path with earth-shattering might.

Lin Feng’s expression was extremely solemn. Among his generation, he had never seen such a powerful attack. This strike was enough to instantly kill an ordinary Earth Martial Master at the Seventh Layer Peak.

In the surrounding stands, a pin-drop silence ensued. Everyone’s gaze was firmly fixed on Ao Wushuang and Lin Feng on the battle platform.

Would Lin Feng, too, fall with a single punch?

The Ninth Princess, her eyes unblinking, also paid close attention to this battle. Having fought both Lin Feng and Ao Wushuang, she knew their strengths well. In her view, Lin Feng might withstand a few moves against Ao Wushuang, but defeating him was absolutely impossible!

"Supreme Limitless!"

Lin Feng boosted his strength to its strongest state, his Nine Spirit Vortices spinning rapidly, a vast amount of True Yuan madly flooding into his Spirit-Slaying Sword. Sword Intent soared above his head, pushing the First Rank Great Perfection Sword Intent to its limits.

At the same time, Lin Feng’s body radiated brilliant golden light, a huge barbarian shadow suddenly appearing, silently roaring.

Swoosh!

The Sword Qi tore through the sky, cutting out at an unimaginably fast speed, instantly clashing with Ao Wushuang’s Punch Radiance.

Boom!

A loud explosion sounded, reverberating for miles, a terrifying golden shockwave spread out in a circle, pulverizing the air within a thousand meters.

Lin Feng and Ao Wushuang were obscured by the golden airwaves, making it impossible to see the result of the clash.

A moment later.

Swoosh!

A figure rapidly flew backward, traveling a thousand meters before stopping at the edge of the battle platform.

To no one’s surprise, it was Lin Feng!

At this moment, Lin Feng’s complexion was slightly flushed. Ao Wushuang’s punch was incredibly powerful, not only sending him flying a thousand meters but also causing his blood to flow in reverse.

If not for his sufficiently strong body, this strike would have definitely inflicted severe internal injuries.

"Lin Feng, is this your confidence?"

Ao Wushuang stood tall and unyielding, sneering, "You’re still talking about an undecided battle, but you couldn’t even take one punch from me. What right do you have to challenge me!"

With a proud expression, Ao Wushuang then glanced at the Ninth Princess in the distant stands.

Previously, Lin Feng had defeated the Ninth Princess, and now he intended to robustly defeat Lin Feng to show the Ninth Princess that within the Great Thousand Domain, he was the true young sovereign.

As Lin Feng heard this, his brows furrowed tightly, Ao Wushuang’s strength was both beyond his expectations and yet not completely surprising.

What was expected was his knowledge of Ao Wushuang’s strong capabilities, surpassing him significantly.

What was unexpected was that he did not anticipate the extent of his opponent’s formidable power!

"Ao Wushuang, do you think your victory is certain?"

Lin Feng suppressed the churning of his Qi-Blood, coldly shouting out, not waiting for a response, his figure rapidly charged towards Ao Wushuang.

Swish!

The rapidly charging Lin Feng suddenly split, from one into two, and two into four, instantly morphing into four Lin Fengs.

The next moment, all four Lin Fengs attacked simultaneously, each striking a sword towards Ao Wushuang.

The sharp Sword Qi, breaking through spatial bindings, whistled horizontally, striking towards Ao Wushuang like lightning.

This method of creating clones was naturally the "Demon Shadow Clone" technique that Lin Feng had acquired in the Misty Xuan Realm. During this time, Lin Feng had taken the opportunity to cultivate this secret technique.

These three Demon Shadow Clones, cultivated to the Great Perfection Realm, could unleash ninety percent of Lin Feng’s original strength.

However, Lin Feng’s cultivation time was too short, only reaching the Small Success Realm.

Even so, each clone possesses fifty percent of Lin Feng’s own strength, which is half of the original body’s strength.

In the stands, Mo Yue saw Lin Feng using the Demon Shadow Clone, his eyes slightly narrowing, because Lin Feng’s Demon Shadow Clone was exactly like his Shadow Transformation Technique.

However, his Shadow Transformation Technique can create fifteen clones, while Lin Feng’s can only create three.

On the battle platform.

Ao Wushuang saw Lin Feng’s figure clone into four, and immediately sneered with disdain.

"Another one of these blinding tricks, Mo Yue’s sixteen shadows were useless against me, let alone your mere four!"

Ao Wushuang shook his head and scoffed.

"Emperor’s Divine Fist—Pacify the Rivers!"

"Burst for me!"

Ao Wushuang struck again, sending out an immensely powerful Punch Radiance, crushing towards the four figures of Lin Feng.

Ao Wushuang’s second punch was three times stronger than the first, its overwhelming might not inferior to an average Earth Martial Master Eighth Layer Martial Artist.

In many people’s eyes, there were only two outcomes for Lin Feng under this strike.

First, Lin Feng is heavily injured on the spot, ending the fight.

Second, Lin Feng is blown away, flying out of the battle platform, ending the fight.

Whichever the result, Lin Feng was bound to lose without doubt!

The next moment, under everyone’s watch, four sharp Sword Qi fiercely collided with the mighty Punch Radiance.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!

Explosions ensued, all four Sword Qi completely shattered, and the mighty Punch Radiance also burst explosively, the terrifying shockwave sweeping all around.

THUD THUD THUD!!

The four figures of Lin Feng staggered, then each of them retreated dozens of steps before stopping.

"How is this possible?"

"Lin Feng actually blocked it, only retreating dozens of steps!"

"Incredible, those three clones of Lin Feng turned out not to be illusory, but possessed substantial attack power!"

"..."

The stands erupted into an uproar, the result of this collision was beyond most people’s expectations, neither the first nor the second outcome.

Only a few Heavenly Martial Masters were not too surprised, their keen eyes had long seen that Lin Feng’s clones possessed substantial attack power.

Even so, the fact that Lin Feng could withstand Ao Wushuang’s strike still shocked them.

At the very least, Lin Feng’s strength had far surpassed other masters on the Hundred Extremes List.

Ninth Princess’s beautiful eyes widened, she didn’t expect that up to now, Lin Feng had still been concealing his strength, if Lin Feng had used this move during their previous battle, he could have broken through her Green Lotus Guardian in an instant.

From the direction of Divine Wind Camp, the Second Elder, Elder Wei, and even the Great Elder were excitedly flushed, and all core disciples of Divine Wind Camp widened their eyes.

Lin Feng’s strength again shocked them severely.

Although this strike still pushed Lin Feng back, he only retreated dozens of steps, what does this indicate? It indicates that Lin Feng’s strength is now very close to Ao Wushuang.

The hearts of the Second Elder, Elder Wei, and Wang Hui and others were thrillingly uplifted, although they did not fancy Lin Feng much before, now Lin Feng had erupted with the strength to contend against Ao Wushuang, their hopes started rising.

Lin Feng had come this far, they naturally hoped that Lin Feng could win, defeat Ao Wushuang, win the first place in the Hundred Extremes Tournament, then, become the new king of the young generation in the Great Thousand Domain!

If Lin Feng won the first place in the Hundred Extremes Tournament, returning to Hu Ben Country, returning to Divine Wind Camp, what an honor it would be.

By then, even the Island Master would have no temper!

On the battle platform.

Ao Wushuang saw Lin Feng block the punch, only retreating dozens of steps, and was slightly surprised.

His eyes scanned over the four figures of Lin Feng and noticed that three of them did not have facial features, all formed by the condensation of True Yuan, each containing strong fluctuations of True Yuan.

"Not bad! You actually still hid your strength, these three clones are not mere illusions!"

Ao Wushuang showed no sign of panic, his face even revealing a slight smile.

"I’ve said, the outcome is not yet decided, nothing is certain!"

Lin Feng’s expression was cold, he said lightly.