Chapter 95: Is He Scared Silly?

"You little bastard, what status does General Yang hold? Is he someone you can see just because you say so?"

"You killed members of the Wang Family and the Young Master of the Dugu Sect; you have already committed a capital crime!"

"I have come here today specifically to bring you, this murderer, to justice!"

Boom—a loud explosion!

Wu Chenglong stomped his foot heavily on the ground, and his entire body shot out like a cannonball.

He clenched his fist tight and threw a straight punch fiercely toward Lin Feng.

Slap! Lin Feng lifted his hand lightly and grabbed Wu Chenglong's fist, instantly neutralizing the fierce and overbearing gale on Wu Chenglong's fist.

"Yang Yun doesn't even have the qualifications to arrest me; what are you, a mere Colonel of the War Department, to dare sentence me to death!"

"Get lost!"

Bang! Lin Feng kicked toward Wu Chenglong's lower abdomen, and a massive force sent Wu Chenglong's body flying away.

He fell heavily to the ground and rolled over a dozen times before stopping.

Wu Chenglong struggled to climb up from the ground, his eyes filled with anger and shock.

He had, after all, followed General Yang in cultivation for many years and could trade a few blows with an average Grandmaster.

He never expected to be defeated by this brat in a single move.

More importantly, Lin Feng did not seem to have used any Internal Energy at all, relying entirely on brute strength to kick him away.

This little bastard looks so frail, how is his physical constitution so formidable?

The two deputy officers under Wu Chenglong were completely shocked!

"Lin Feng, you little animal, you dare treat Colonel Wu like this? Are you looking for death?"

The two of them lunged forward in a dash, wanting to grab Lin Feng's two arms.

"Get lost!"

Lin Feng let out a thunderous shout, and these two deputy officers were directly repelled by the shock, nearly stumbling to the ground.

They only felt their internal organs aching unbearably from the vibration.

It was as if an ancient giant beast was standing before them!

Waves of terrifying pressure spread in all directions, centered on Lin Feng's body.

Everyone's heart was filled with horror!

Colonel Wu clutched his chest, his expression gloomy to the extreme; he had wanted to put on a good show in front of Dugu He.

He never expected to be fiercely humiliated by Lin Feng.

A thick sense of humiliation instantly surged into Wu Chenglong's heart.

Seeing this scene, the members of the Dugu Sect all had intense flames of anger erupting in their eyes.

"You little bastard, you killed my nephew!"

"Today, we of the Dugu Sect will make you pay in blood!"

Dugu Xun stepped forward, his long robes fluttering without wind, and a fierce, overbearing gust of wind suddenly attacked Lin Feng.

Several employees of the Hanhai Group were all so frightened that their faces turned pale.

The pressure erupting from the man before them was far more powerful than that of the man in the military uniform just now.

He really intends to kill Director Lin!

Dugu He watched this scene with cold eyes; his son's strength was not weak, and he really wanted to know what ability Lin Feng possessed to have killed his son.

"Seeking death!"

Lin Feng threw a punch, and terrifying Internal Energy erupted from his fist, directly blasting toward Dugu Xun.

Crack!

Dugu Xun's fist collided with Lin Feng's, and he only felt a force like a crushing landslide coming from Lin Feng's fist.

The next second, his entire arm was directly crippled, and a heart-piercing pain struck him.

"Ah!"

"My arm!"

"You!!!" Dugu Xun let out a miserable shriek and pulled himself back in a burst of retreat.

One move, and he directly crippled one of Dugu Xun's arms!

The strength Lin Feng displayed shocked everyone present.

A trace of deep astonishment flashed in the depths of Dugu He's eyes.

Is this his true strength?

No wonder he could kill his son!

But soon, Dugu He smiled, a smile that was exceptionally sinister and chilling!

"Lin Feng, your strength is indeed great, but wanting to contend with my Dugu Sect is still far from enough!"

"This old man has been immersed in the Martial Dao for over sixty years and has beaten countless talented youths to death!"

"Today, I will let you know what it means to say that a Grandmaster cannot be insulted!"

Boom!

Dugu He moved; his footsteps stepped slightly forward, and everyone's gaze turned toward him.

Swish! In the blink of an eye, Dugu He closed the distance of several dozen meters with Lin Feng.

His speed was so fast that no one could see clearly.

A cruel sneer appeared on the corner of Wu Chenglong's mouth: "Hmph, does this little bastard really think he is invincible in the world?"

"In this world, there is always someone better, and a sky beyond the sky!"

"Sect Master Dugu can crush him to death with a casual wave of his hand!"

Both deputy generals revealed mocking smiles.

They stared at Lin Feng one by one, as if they had already seen the look of death on Lin Feng.

Lin Feng stood where he was, one hand behind his back; this scene left Wu Chenglong and those dozen or so disciples of the Dugu Sect completely dumbfounded.

"What is going on?"

"What is this kid doing?"

"Is he waiting to die?"

A middle-aged man wearing a Zhongshan suit with a protruding belly stared blankly at Lin Feng not far away.

"I think this kid is likely scared silly by Master!"

"Master has not made a move in over a decade!"

"As the saying goes, he remains silent until he startles everyone; this kid has probably never fought against an existence of Master's level!"

Another man with a receding hairline curled his lips into a cold sneer.

However, the next second, a shocking scene occurred!

With a crisp *slap*, Lin Feng's right hand grabbed the fist that Dugu He had launched at him.

Dugu He only felt that his powerful and heavy strike had collided with a soft ball of cotton.

*Swish! * A pair of abyssal eyes suddenly looked into his own.

Lin Feng stared straight into Dugu He's eyes, and Dugu He felt as if he were about to be sucked into those eyes.

He wanted to pull his fist out of Lin Feng's hand, only to discover that Lin Feng's palm was like an iron clamp, holding him tightly.

No matter how much force he exerted, he could not break free from Lin Feng's hand.

The next moment, a monstrous wave surged in Dugu He's heart!

Impossible!

This kid caught his strike with one hand, and what's more, he appeared completely at ease.

The two remained deadlocked for thirty seconds; cold sweat streamed down Dugu He's forehead as he struck out with his left hand toward Lin Feng.

Lin Feng released his hand lightly, and Dugu He stumbled, taking a dozen steps back—*thud, thud, thud*—before he could barely steady himself.

The smiles on the faces of Wu Chenglong and the dozen or so onlookers behind him stopped abruptly.

"I want to kill you, it is as easy as turning over one's hand!" Lin Feng spat out the words indifferently.

Dugu He's old face turned gloomy to the extreme!

A thick sense of unwillingness and humiliation flooded his internal organs.

For so many years, he had never been defeated by anyone, yet he had not expected to taste the flavor of failure at the hands of Lin Feng.

The members of the Dugu Sect looked at Dugu He in astonishment!

Afterward, they looked at Lin Feng again; Lin Feng stood where he was, a trace of a smile on his lips, as if he were mocking them.