CHAPTER 873: CHAPTER 894: AO WUHENG’S FURY

The fierce power forced Lin Zifeng to defend himself hastily, but he ultimately couldn’t withstand Ao Wuheng’s brutish strength!

Lin Zifeng retreated dozens of meters, constantly attempting to dissolve the purple radiance.

Yet Ao Wuheng streaked across the ground again, this time at a speed three times faster than before!

In almost the blink of an eye, his afterimages filled the entire arena.

The watching martial artists found it dazzling and disorienting, even Huo Zhengfeng and the others struggled to identify which black shadow was Ao Wuheng’s true body.

Unable to evade, Lin Zifeng was left with no choice but to meet the brute head-on.

Once engaged in close combat, Lin Zifeng’s robust physique feared no challenge from any opponent.

Yet now, Ao Wuheng’s cultivation at the peak stage of the Body Separation Realm made it difficult for Lin Zifeng to approach.

"Slash!"

Ao Wuheng shouted, his large hand swung hard, sending a scorching purple radiance crashing toward Lin Zifeng’s direction, shockingly mixed with streaks of white light.

Could this guy break through to a higher realm at any moment!

"Break!"

Lin Zifeng’s face was solemn, encircled by a black radiance, like a black barbaric dragon fiercely devouring the purple radiance.

"Boom——!"

Black and purple, like two barbaric dragons, fiercely clashed, erupting into dazzling light akin to daylight, creating waves and ripples in the void between the two!

Buzz——

After the explosion, the radiance unleashed an unmatched violent aura, rampantly spreading and engulfing the surrounding area.

The first encounter made Lin Zifeng’s blood churn from Ao Wuheng’s aggression.

The opponent’s strength might not be fully revealed, and if he goes wild, whether he can be stopped remains questionable.

"Good, good! Exhilarating! Haven’t felt like this in ages. Encountering an opponent like you today, there’s no regrets. Don’t let me down too much, I plan to use you to breakthrough to a higher realm, give it your all!"

Ao Wuheng laughed heartily, his voice piercing the ears, the deep long scar on his face becoming horribly sinister at that moment.

"I’ll accompany you to the end!"

Lin Zifeng said coldly, summoning all his vital energy, with no need to hide his strength anymore.

"Come at me! My stepping stone."

Ao Wuheng laughed arrogantly, his hair flowing without wind, his arms spread wide, gathering all his purple vital energy.

"Stepping stone?" Lin Zifeng’s sword-like eyebrows lightly raised, now he’s at the early stages of the Body Separation Realm, it’s uncertain who truly is the stepping stone.

"Lin brother, don’t go at him directly, this guy is famed for his copper head and iron arms, you’ll suffer in close combat!"

In the crowd, someone first ventriloquized a reminder.

But as soon as the words fell, Ao Wuheng was already swooping in.

His five demon fingers spread wide, with an overwhelming aura, the purple razor-sharp radiance crazily rushing towards Lin Zifeng’s direction.

Yet, to everyone’s surprise, Lin Zifeng didn’t dodge or evade, standing still as Ao Wuheng swooped down, unmoved against the five demon claws.

"Oh my god! Is he crazy? Is he really going to challenge Ao Wuheng head-on with just his body?"

Above the arena, a delicate-looking young girl immediately covered her mouth, unable to bear continuing watching, imagining the scene of blood and gore if caught by Ao Wuheng’s demon fingers was nauseating.

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat for Lin Zifeng.

Even Ao Wuheng, charging in, contemplated: Is this kid really here to die? Despite my ferocious attack, he stays unmoved?

But just as Ao Wuheng’s five demon claws were about to strike, Lin Zifeng moved.

In an instant, the shadow flickered unpredictably before Ao Wuheng’s eyes.

"Boom——!"

The five demon fingers fiercely vibrated in the void, stirring up waves.

As the waves spread, Lin Zifeng had gradually approached, suddenly an iron fist swung toward Ao Wuheng’s head.

In the urgency, Ao Wuheng shifted his right leg back, his head ducking half a centimeter.

"Whoosh——"

The black iron fist grazed past his nose, the ferocious wind was painfully sharp.

Lin Zifeng, not slow either, quickly followed with another iron fist, aimed upward from Ao Wuheng’s chin, if it connected, with immense power, it’d turn Ao Wuheng’s brain matter into mush...

"Simpleton’s trick!"

Ao Wuheng sneered, swiftly raising his right leg, his knee like iron smashing toward Lin Zifeng’s abdomen.

"Boom boom boom——!"

Lin Zifeng’s body curved, taking advantage to swiftly throw out several fist lights in succession.

Five consecutive heavy punches landed on Ao Wuheng’s chest, although not causing fatal damage, but within just half a second, Lin Zifeng’s large hands tightly grasped Ao Wuheng’s shoulders and collarbone.

Instantly Ao Wuheng realized in panic, the shoulder held by Lin Zifeng rendered powerless!

Helplessly watching Lin Zifeng’s shoulder heavily crash into his chest, the supple yet solid force knocked Ao Wuheng flying!

Until he landed, Ao Wuheng’s body seemed stiff and immobile.

"Swish——"

Lin Zifeng quickly surged forth, his five fingers exploded with intense black radiance, like five black dragons piercing into Ao Wuheng’s shoulder.

Screech...

A complete piece of flesh was fiercely torn away under the five fingers.

The pain revived Ao Wuheng’s strength.

"Seeking death!"

Ao Wuheng raged, the bloodied piece of flesh on his back had been torn by Lin Zifeng.

The excruciating pain made Ao Wuheng furious.

Roaring madly, enduring the pain, like a raging barbaric bull, charged toward Lin Zifeng.

"Possessing brute force yet lacking brains, amounts to nothing more than a barbaric bull."

Lin Zifeng stood in the arena, sneering coldly.

"I will make sure you die miserably!"

Ao Wuheng’s eyes bloodshot, teeth grinding, truly enraged this time.

What Lin Zifeng executed just now was Ancient Martial Tai Chi!

Fang Yizheng’s face changed slightly, yet his heart leapt for joy.

Ancient Martial Tai Chi is one of the strongest ancient martial combat skills in Eastern Earth, hampered by his lack of skill, he never could wield significant power.

However, Lin Zifeng now made Ao Wuheng suffer in silence, nothing could feel more satisfying.

"Die!!"

Ao Wuheng leapt, soaring high, his blazing fists erupted with unmatched power, crashing downwards mightily.

"Watch out!!!"

Huo Zhengfeng roared.

This time Ao Wuheng was truly infuriated.