“What Shen Kongxuan?”
“Who is Shen Kongxuan?”
“Gentleman Sword Shen Kongxuan?”
“…”
As soon as Li Feng finished speaking, the crowd erupted into discussion, the scene becoming extremely chaotic.
Seeing this, Li Feng let out a cold laugh and continued, “Have you not noticed that this Shen Kongxuan is right among you? I have heard that Shen Kongxuan is carrying quite a few slots on him.”
Gentleman Sword Shen Kongxuan?
Li Feng sneered in disdain. Shen Kongxuan also deserved to be called the Gentleman Sword? However, it seemed that someone else held that title, someone surnamed Yue, Yue something Buqun.
“Young Master Feng, what nonsense are you talking about? Brother Shen Kongxuan, how could he possibly have…” As soon as Li Feng finished speaking, anger appeared on Leng Rubing’s small face.
Before Leng Rubing could finish her sentence, Li Feng interrupted her. He glanced at her and said, “Did you not want to know whether Shen Kongxuan leaked the information? Just keep watching.”
“But you…”
Leng Rubing still wanted to speak, but Hua Jieyu pulled her back. “Leng Rubing, do not speak now.”
Although Hua Jieyu could not fully grasp Li Feng’s intentions, she knew that his actions must hide some ulterior motive. If things went wrong, Shen Kongxuan would be finished today.
“This is nonsense. I do not have any slots at all.” Shen Kongxuan was quickly recognised. Knowing he could not hide, he stepped forward and said, “Do not listen to Young Master Feng’s nonsense. How could I, Shen Kongxuan, possibly have a slot for the Boxing King Tournament? If I did, do you think I would still be here?”
“Shen Kongxuan, you do not have one?” Li Feng looked at him and sneered.
“Young Master Feng, if anyone has a slot for the Boxing King Tournament, it must be you.” Shen Kongxuan sneered back at Li Feng. In front of so many independent cultivators, he wanted to see how Li Feng would survive.
“Me?” Li Feng sneered and stared at Shen Kongxuan. “Shen Kongxuan, how do you know that I have a slot for the Boxing King Tournament?”
“I heard it from someone else.” Shen Kongxuan’s gaze sharpened. These independent cultivators had appeared because he had spread the news, but this was something he absolutely could not let anyone know, especially Hua Jieyu. Otherwise, his pursuit of her would be ruined.
“Oh, so you heard it from someone else. Then may I ask who you heard it from?” Li Feng said with a look of sudden understanding, mixed with curiosity.
“I heard it from…” At this point, Shen Kongxuan reacted. He glanced coldly at Li Feng and said, “Young Master Feng, why should I tell you?”
“Indeed, why should you tell me?” Li Feng nodded, then looked at the independent cultivators. “I believe you also heard from others that I have an invitation to the Boxing King Tournament, right?”
“Yes.”
“Kid, hand over the invitation.”
“That is right, otherwise we will take your life.”
The independent cultivators were fired up, staring at Li Feng with hostile eyes.
“Since you heard it from others, are you so certain that the invitation is in my hands? Perhaps the person who told you made it up, or perhaps that person has a grudge against me and wants to kill me by borrowing your hands, using your blades to kill me.”
At this point, Li Feng paused, then continued while looking at the agitated crowd. “I originally thought that independent cultivators were all powerful and clever, but now it seems you are all a bunch of fools and idiots.”
“What did you say?”
“You are courting death.”
“You dare to insult us, I will kill you.”
Hearing Li Feng’s words, the independent cultivators flew into a rage. Two of them immediately charged at Li Feng.
“Courting death.” Lu Shuang snorted coldly, stamping her foot as she leapt into the air.
Whoosh, whoosh.
Two leg blasts were unleashed instantly, shooting towards the two attackers like lightning.
Bang, bang.
Caught off guard, the two attackers were struck in the chest. They let out muffled groans, were sent flying backwards, slammed to the ground, their heads tilting as they died.
“Who dares to come up?” Lu Shuang stared coldly at the independent cultivators, killing intent flashing in her eyes.
“Damn it.” Shen Kongxuan cursed inwardly. He had not expected Li Feng to have such a powerful expert by his side. His expression instantly turned ugly.
“It is him.”
“Who is he?”
“Who else could it be? The one who killed the Pursuing Life Heavenly King Xiang Kanghai.”
“Damn it, how could it be him? What relationship does he have with this Young Master Feng?”
The independent cultivators’ faces changed drastically as they stared at Lu Shuang in disbelief. Those who had witnessed Lu Shuang kill Xiang Kanghai also recognised her at this moment.
“Everyone, I said you are fools and idiots and you still do not believe it. If you want to come up and die, feel free. My subordinate can kill the Pursuing Life Heavenly King Xiang Kanghai, and she can also kill you.” Li Feng sneered. Although there were many independent cultivators, there were not many true experts among them. Li Feng sensed that the real experts were hiding in the dark observing, which suited his plan perfectly.
“Arrogant.”
“You think he can kill all of us?”
“…”
The independent cultivators cursed loudly, but not a single one dared to step forward. Clearly, they were deeply wary of Lu Shuang’s strength.
Li Feng sneered. These people also wanted the invitation? Even if he gave it to them, they would likely be seeking their own deaths.
“Everyone, do not listen to him. His subordinate may be strong, but with so many of us, can we not deal with just one person?” At this moment, an independent cultivator spoke up.
Li Feng’s gaze sharpened. He had not expected that besides Shen Kongxuan, there was someone else stirring things up.
Thinking this, a cold glint flashed in Li Feng’s eyes, and his figure vanished from the spot in a flash.
Bang.
When Li Feng reappeared, he was already standing beside Lu Shuang, holding a middle aged man. He threw the man to the ground and sneered. “I wonder what you meant by what you just said?”
“You, you…” The middle aged man pointed at Li Feng, fear written all over his face. He only felt a gust of cold wind before finding himself in Li Feng’s grasp, with no ability to resist at all.
Although his strength was not great, he was still at the fifth level of the Acquired Realm. Yet Li Feng had captured him without him even realising it. How strong was Li Feng really?
Not only him, Li Feng’s display shocked many people. Hua Jieyu in particular had been standing next to Li Feng. She only saw his figure flash before he disappeared. When she noticed him again, he was already beside Lu Shuang, holding the middle aged man.
This footwork of Li Feng’s?
A trace of shock flashed in Hua Jieyu’s eyes. Leaving aside Li Feng’s overall strength, just the movement technique he displayed was something even she might only partially track. Although Li Feng had previously shown the aura of a Pre Celestial expert, even a Pre Celestial expert did not necessarily possess such astonishing movement skills.
“Sister Hua, this Young Master Feng…” Leng Rubing asked in shock while looking at Hua Jieyu. From the time she traded with Li Feng until now, she had never thought him particularly powerful, but the strength he displayed now was something even she could not match.
“Leng Rubing, this Young Master Feng is far more terrifying than you imagine.” Hua Jieyu sighed as she looked at her. In her view, Leng Rubing was certain to lose her bet with Li Feng, and it seemed very likely that she would become his maid.
With Li Feng’s lecherous look, if Leng Rubing fell into his hands, she probably would not remain intact. If it were an ordinary wager, there might be other ways to resolve it, but Li Feng and Leng Rubing had sworn an oath in the name of the Pangu Great God. Even if Leng Rubing’s master came, the issue likely could not be resolved.
Thinking of Leng Rubing’s master gave Hua Jieyu a headache. If she found out that Leng Rubing had become someone else’s maid, who knew what would happen.
“Oh.” Leng Rubing had no idea what Hua Jieyu was thinking. At this moment, she stared at Li Feng with curiosity.
“How is this possible?” Gentleman Sword Shen Kongxuan stared at Li Feng in disbelief. Like Leng Rubing, he had not thought Li Feng was particularly strong, so seeing this left him utterly stunned.
However, Shen Kongxuan soon sneered inwardly. So what if he was strong? If I do not play you to death today, my name is not Shen Kongxuan.
“What do you mean, what do you mean? Did you not want to kill me? I will give you a chance. I am standing right in front of you now. Do you have the ability to kill me?” Li Feng sneered at the middle aged man.
“I, I never wanted to kill you, I did not…” The middle aged man looked at Li Feng in terror. Having been captured without any chance to resist, killing Li Feng was simply impossible.
“Then tell me, what did you mean by what you just said?” Li Feng asked coldly.
“I, I meant nothing. I was talking nonsense. Yes, I was talking nonsense.” The middle aged man said hurriedly.
“Nonsense? What fine nonsense.” A cold glint flashed in Li Feng’s eyes as he struck out with a palm.
Bang.
A palm blast hit the middle aged man’s chest. He spat blood and was sent flying, slamming heavily into the ground.
“This is the price for your nonsense.” Li Feng said coldly.
“You, you…” The middle aged man looked up at Li Feng, spat out another mouthful of blood, his head tilting as he died.
“Young Master Feng, is it not too cruel of you to kill people like this?” Shen Kongxuan’s pupils shrank as he looked at Li Feng and spoke in a deep voice.
“Cruel? Shen Kongxuan, do you think I am cruel?” A smile flashed in Li Feng’s eyes. If Shen Kongxuan had not spoken, he would not have known how to lure him into the trap. He had not expected Shen Kongxuan to walk right into it himself.
“Is it not? Do you want to become enemies with so many of us?” Shen Kongxuan sneered.
“Shen Kongxuan, when did I ever say I wanted to be enemies with so many people? I think it is you who wants to be my enemy.” Li Feng sneered, then suddenly shouted, “Shen Kongxuan, tell me, why did you tell so many people that I am selling slots for the Boxing King Tournament?”
