Chapter 49 - 049: Battle with Leng Mucheng

Chapter 49: Chapter 049: Battle with Leng Mucheng

From the terrifying speed with which Feng Wuchen made his move, Ge Changkong had already guessed that Feng Wuchen had broken through to the Transformative Realm.

What shocked Ge Changkong, though, was the fact that in just two months, Feng Wuchen had broken through from the Sixth Layer of the Qi Refining Realm to the Transformative Realm—what kind of fearsome cultivation speed was that?

Ge Changkong couldn’t even begin to imagine, nor did he have the heart to think about it at the moment.

Looking at Feng Wuchen’s arrogant posture and his look of disdain, Ge Changkong felt his anger boiling over. His face had gone from alarm to ferocity.

“If you want to resist, then give it a try!” Feng Wuchen said with a contemptuous gaze, his face expressionless, completely disregarding Ge Changkong’s fury.

“You brat! You really think I’m afraid of you?” raged Ge Changkong, so furious that smoke seemed to billow from his seven orifices as he channeled all his True Yuan with all his might.

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A mighty Qi Force swept out, scaring the crowd off the streets into a panicked flight; but Feng Wuchen appeared completely unconcerned.

Ge Changkong flicked away Feng Wuchen’s Fiery Blade with his left hand, and his right fist came smashing down fiercely.

“Bang!”

Feng Wuchen extended his left hand and, with a bang, effortlessly blocked Ge Changkong’s attack—not even an all-out blow from Ge Changkong could force Feng Wuchen to retreat half a step.

Ge Changkong’s face twitched violently with fury, his teeth clenched, and he followed up with another powerful kick.

The instant Ge Changkong attacked, Feng Wuchen pulled back his left hand, dragging Ge Changkong’s fist with it, instantly causing him to lose his balance and crash directly behind Feng Wuchen.

“Big Brother Feng! Beat him up!” Liu Qingyang shouted excitedly.

Ge Changkong was in a rage, almost losing his senses, and he tried to counterattack as he got up, but Feng Wuchen’s Fiery Blade was once again before him.

“If you want to live, get on your knees for me!” Feng Wuchen spoke once again, his voice icy cold.

“Damn it!” Ge Changkong’s teeth grated in rage.

“Hiss!”

Ge Changkong didn’t kneel, and Feng Wuchen suddenly wielded the Fiery Blade. With a hiss, he slashed across Ge Changkong’s shoulder, and the blood instantly stained his clothes red.

The strike was so fast that Ge Changkong didn’t even have a chance to dodge.

The crowd watching from afar and from the buildings were all shocked by Feng Wuchen’s fierce strength.

“Who is that guy? He’s so strong; I’ve never seen him before!”

“Young Master Liu seems to have called him Big Brother Feng; they must know each other. To have stepped into the Transformative Realm at such a young age, he must be a genius too.”

“That guy’s sword is a top-grade treasure! No wonder he’s stronger than Young Master Ge; he must be someone important!”

The onlookers were whispering among themselves, very curious about Feng Wuchen’s background.

“If you don’t kneel now, the next sword strike will take your life!” Feng Wuchen said coldly, with the Fiery Blade directly pointing at Ge Changkong’s chest.

As the eldest son of the Ge family, how could Ge Changkong kneel before Feng Wuchen in front of so many people in Luan Tian City? He would rather die than kneel!

But Ge Changkong had no intention of giving up just yet.

“Ahh!”

Ge Changkong let out a furious roar, looking desperate as he gathered his powerful True Yuan in his hands and pushed fiercely towards Feng Wuchen.

A cold, murderous gleam flashed across Feng Wuchen’s eyes as he quickly invoked the power of the Dragon God, his left palm meeting the attack without showing weakness.

“Bang!”

“Spit!”

The robust force shook Ge Changkong to the point of spitting blood, and he slid several meters across the ground.

“How is this possible! What kind of power is this?” Ge Changkong’s mind was greatly shaken. At the moment of impact, he felt the ferocious power of Feng Wuchen—it was terrifying.

A single palm strike had caused Ge Changkong to cough up blood—how fearsome was that power?

The onlookers were all dumbfounded, finding it hard to believe that though both fighters were at the First Layer of the Transformative Realm, Feng Wuchen could injure Ge Changkong with a single palm strike.

“Big Brother Feng is so powerful!” Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing were both stupefied.

Step by step, Feng Wuchen walked over, pointing the Fiery Blade at Ge Changkong once more, his voice as cold as ever, “Since you won’t kneel, then go ahead and die.”

With those words, Feng Wuchen’s Fiery Blade thrust out mercilessly, sending Ge Changkong into a trembling fright.

“Big Brother Feng!” Liu Qingyang was so scared his soul nearly flew out, unable to help but shout.

If Feng Wuchen truly killed Ge Changkong, there would undoubtedly be a war between the Ge and Liu families, a reason for Liu Qingyang’s worry.

However, Feng Wuchen didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping, and the ferocity in his bones was not in the least bit restrained because of Liu Qingyang.

Ge Changkong really couldn’t believe that Feng Wuchen would dare to kill him in Luan Tian City—this was his territory!

Not just Ge Changkong, everyone in Luan Tian City was frightened, unable to believe that Feng Wuchen was truly about to deliver a killing blow.

“The Third Layer of the Transformative Realm, Leng Mucheng!” Feng Wuchen’s eyebrows suddenly furrowed, already sensing Leng Mucheng’s presence.

“Swoosh!”

“Ting!”

As the Fiery Blade was about to pierce Ge Changkong’s chest, suddenly a sonic boom sounded, and a black line shot forth. With a clear, tinkling noise, it precisely struck the blade of Feng Wuchen’s Fiery Blade and deflected the attack.

That deflection saved Ge Changkong’s life.

“Feng Wuchen, you’ve got some nerve, daring to attempt killing young master Ge in Luan Tian City. I think you no longer wish to live!” Leng Mucheng’s mocking and cold laughter sounded.

“Oh no! Leng Mucheng has arrived!” Liu Qingyang’s face paled, his heart filled with panic.

“The young city lord has arrived!”

“The young city lord is an elite of the Black Flag Army; that brat is courting death coming to Luan Tian City to run wild!”

The crowd’s gazes turned toward the source of the voice, many taking malicious pleasure in the unfolding events.

Feng Wuchen slowly turned around to face Leng Mucheng approaching from the left, and said indifferently, “He intended to kill me, was I wrong to fight back?”

Feng Wuchen made no move to attack again, knowing that Leng Mucheng would surely intervene.

“Indeed, you’re not wrong, but have you considered the consequences? If you kill young master Ge, do you think you can leave Luan Tian City alive?” Leng Mucheng asked with a sneer, his eyes holding nothing but contempt and a steely killing intent.

The killing intent emanating from Leng Mucheng was extremely cold and profound, a testament to his training with the Black Flag Army, befitting of an elite soldier.

“Big brother Leng, kill him quickly!” Seeing Leng Mucheng approach, Ge Changkong burst out yelling with a mix of joy and anger.

Besides Leng Mucheng, the scions of other families also followed suit.

“Feng Wuchen, you’re out of options! Accept your fate,” Zhao Yang mocked with a cold laugh. This was their best chance to kill Feng Wuchen.

Even if it was bullying by the strong, no one in Luan Tian City would object.

“Liu Qingyang, considering we’ve known each other since childhood and our relationship isn’t bad, if you say now that you don’t recognize Feng Wuchen, I can exclude you from this. Think carefully!” Leng Mucheng said coldly, his harsh and vicious gaze sweeping toward Liu Qingyang.

“I don’t need friends who are unfeeling and unprincipled like you all, if you want to bully the fewer with the more, you’ll have to get past me first!” Liu Qingyang yelled angrily, immediately running to Feng Wuchen’s side, while Miao Qingqing also ran over without hesitation.

“Why get involved? Aren’t you afraid of implicating your families?” Feng Wuchen asked, somewhat surprised that Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing would dare to stand with him at this moment.

“We’re afraid, but so what? Aren’t we friends? My dad often tells me, a true friend is worth laying down your life for,” Liu Qingyang said decisively.

Hearing Liu Qingyang’s words, Feng Wuchen felt a silent gratitude in his heart; even with their families at risk of destruction, Liu Qingyang’s stance hadn’t changed.

“Liu Qingyang, this is your own choice, don’t say we didn’t give you a chance,” Leng Mucheng said coldly.

A robust True Yuan power diffused from Leng Mucheng’s body, accompanied by his chilling killing intent, and it was frightening.

“Back away,” Feng Wuchen said frowning, signaling Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing to step back.

“Be careful, brother Feng! His strength is incredible!” Liu Qingyang expressed his concern, inwardly worried.

“Bang!”

Leng Mucheng fiercely stomped on the ground, creating a thud that cracked the earth like a spiderweb, as he burst forth like a hunting cheetah, full of ferocity.

Feng Wuchen withdrew the Fiery Blade into his body and, summoning the power of the Dragon God, charged forward not to be outdone.

“Hmph! Overestimating your own strength!” Seeing that Feng Wuchen didn’t even use his sword, contempt in Leng Mucheng’s eyes grew.

As an elite of the Black Flag Army, Leng Mucheng was very confident in his own strength!

“Bang!”

The speed of both was terrifying. Even though Feng Wuchen was only at the First Layer of the Transformative Realm, he didn’t fall behind. In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged a fierce punch. The thud resonated, and the powerful Qi Force swept out like a mad wind.

In the brutal exchange of punches, Leng Mucheng didn’t gain any advantage, resulting in a stalemate!

Leng Mucheng frowned slightly, thinking, “This kid is strong, a formidable opponent not to be underestimated!”

From just this punch alone, Leng Mucheng could tell Feng Wuchen was no pushover, and his judgment, as an elite of the Black Flag Army, was extremely keen.

“Brother Feng actually blocked him! So… so strong!” Liu Qingyang was once again astonished, his body going rigid.

“It seems like you think I’m quite weak, is that the case?” Feng Wuchen said coldly, his lips curling into a faint, sinister smile.

“It seems like you’re quite confident in your strength,” Leng Mucheng said coldly, the eyes that slightly squinted flashing with ferocity.

“Bang bang bang!”

As the words fell, Leng Mucheng immediately unleashed a ferocious attack, his punches as fierce as a tiger’s, and Feng Wuchen launched a fierce counterattack, with a series of thuds spreading through the streets, wave after wave of powerful Qi Force dispersing.

In the intense battle, Feng Wuchen was not at all at a disadvantage, his face instead bearing a hint of composure.

“Such a strong lad, able to contend with the young city lord! No wonder he could easily defeat young master Ge!”

“The young city lord is an elite of the Black Flag Army, naturally he possesses immense brute strength, but this kid, with a lower cultivation, can fight the young city lord to a standstill!”

The spectators were shocked by the formidable strength displayed by Feng Wuchen. It was hard for them to believe that a youth at the First Layer of the Transformative Realm could combat an elite of the Third Layer of Transformative Realm from the Black Flag Army.

The greater their shock, the more they anticipated whether Leng Mucheng, an elite of the Black Flag Army, could defeat Feng Wuchen, who was two layers weaker than him.

“This guy is a freak!”

“His cultivation speed is too terrifying, ascending from the Fourth Layer of the Qi Refining Realm to the Transformative Realm in just two months!”

“How can his strength be so strong? Big brother Leng is someone who can compete with those at the Fourth Layer of the Transformative Realm!” Ge Changkong and several other young lords were dumbfounded, as Feng Wuchen’s strength exceeded their imagination.