Chapter 959: Chapter 959: Crushing Sweep
It’s all too late.
Bai Wange and the others also saw the problem, but it was already too late to stop it.
Over a dozen contestants from the red and blue teams watched this scene, each one tense, after all, if this kick landed, Zi Wu wouldn’t die but would definitely suffer a severe concussion, potentially becoming a vegetative state.
Xu Fan from the red team had a dark expression.
It seems Li Feng also realized Zi Wu and his group had murderous intent, so he planned to strike first.
A critical moment.
Li Feng’s foot was suspended right at Zi Wu’s nose tip, the gust making Zi Wu unable to open his eyes, but the kick didn’t go down.
Whew.
Seeing this, everyone finally breathed easy, although they had previously used death row prisoners as sparring partners to build their fighting spirit, Hua Jiufeng and others didn’t want them to become outright killers.
Zi Wu staggered and fell.
Li Feng withdrew his leg and looked down at Zi Wu with a faint smile: "You don’t think I’m going to let you go, do you?"
"You!"
Li Feng bent down, reached out, grabbed Zi Wu’s collar, pulled him up, and clamped his shoulder with his hand.
Crack.
Split tendons, misalign bones.
Ah!
Zi Wu let out a muffled groan, but Li Feng didn’t let him off, continuing to brutalize, finally with a twist, throwing him over his shoulder, launching him like a cannonball out of the circle.
And then he fell heavily outside the circle, like a pile of mud.
"Li Feng, Zi Wu has already surrendered, yet you keep attacking."
"Exactly, this Li Feng is extremely ruthless, Elder Hua, I demand Li Feng’s disqualification."
Li Feng sneered coldly, looking contemptuously at those jeering.
"Huh, surrender wasn’t shouted by him but by you, is it valid?"
"I don’t recall the referee stating a rule where teammates can shout surrender on someone’s behalf. If so, huh, then when a fight starts, if outsiders shout surrender, does it mean no more fighting?"
Bai Wange and the others exchanged a glance.
"Li Feng didn’t violate any competition rules."
And besides, Li Feng could obviously have taken Zi Wu out with that kick earlier but held back. This was already restrained, and as for dislocating bones and throwing him out, that’s far from fatal.
So even if they tried to nitpick, there’s nothing to fault.
"Heh, what did you hear when the rules were announced earlier, if you’re afraid of death don’t join."
"Besides, Li Feng already showed mercy earlier, otherwise the opponent would be finished, he’s only crippled now, but at least he has a breath left."
Tie Xuan naturally stood by Li Feng, squeezing towards the opposition.
"If you’re scared, you can forfeit."
The three who protested looked very displeased.
Li Feng stood in the ring, pursing his lips at the three: "I think so too, why don’t you three just forfeit, to avoid embarrassment."
"Earlier, I didn’t even use half of my strength."
"What, already scared witless?"
"Heh."
"The Xu Family bunch are a group of wastes, just like Xu Ziang, outwardly strong but internally weak."
"Li Feng, I’ll fight you."
Yin Hu, one of the three, could no longer hold back Li Feng’s mockery and jumped into the ring.
"Li Feng, how dare you look down on the Xu Family like this, do you really think the Xu Family is easily bullied."
Yin Hu took a step forward, his fist like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, ferociously aiming at Li Feng’s face.
Snort.
Li Feng exerted force with his foot, choosing not to dodge but to meet the fist directly.
If Yin Hu’s punch was like a tiger descending the mountain, powerful and fierce, then Li Feng’s punch was like a dragon emerging from water, breaking straight through the sky.
Instantly, the two fists collided in mid-air.
Two air currents clashed, instantly forming a chaotic stream, stirring up the dust on the ground.
"Again!"
Li Feng withdrew his fist, punching again.
Yin Hu growled lowly and met the punch again.
"Again."
Li Feng delivered a third punch, Yin Hu’s momentum was clearly suppressed, and a bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.
How is Li Feng so strong?
He himself is in the mid-phase of Body Refinement, not saying impervious to swords, but is steel-like, yet can’t even match fists.
Is the opponent’s bone made of titanium alloy?
"Yin Hu’s momentum is suppressed, a defeat is inevitable."
"This punch will decide the victory."
Watching the two exchange three punches was blood-pumping, this combat style is simple, direct, reckless.
This is the real man’s way of fighting.
At least Tie Xuan really liked it.
Momentum weakened, completely overshadowed, and after the first two punches, Yin Hu’s bones were creaking, reacting slower.
The third punch.
Yin Hu couldn’t keep up with Li Feng’s rhythm, this punch was slow, then Li Feng’s punch directly hit Yin Hu’s face.
Crack.
Yin Hu’s nasal bone shattered.
Blood instantly gushed out, and he was sent flying, completely unconscious.
Li Feng withdrew his fist, loosened his muscles, and looked up at the other two: "Next."
"If you don’t dare to step up, then shout surrender for me and get as far away as possible."
Li Feng arrogantly looked at the other two.
The two exchanged a glance, could they admit defeat at this moment?
If they actually surrendered to Li Feng, they would definitely face severe punishment going back to the Xu Family.
"I’ll go first."
The four originally planned, even if it meant a carousel battle, they wanted to take Li Feng down, but the development of events was a bit unexpected.
Li Feng consecutively defeated Zi Wu and Yin Hu, and with high morale, there was no sign of internal injury.
And both were hit messily in one confrontation.
Li Feng’s combat strength was clearly underestimated.
The next person went up, and the result was self-evident; within moments, he was stomped directly under Li Feng’s foot, Li Feng looked up again at the last person.
Just a glance made the last one shiver all over.
But he could only grit his teeth and brace himself, Li Feng kicked away the one he stomped, moving on to fight the next.
"Sss, seems like there’s no place for us in this."
"Yeah, Zi Wu’s group isn’t weak." Chen Ming from Jingwu Martial Arts Hall muttered to himself, at least he couldn’t confidently claim victory against them.
Highly probable to lose.
And they previously weren’t affected facing death row prisoners; they are truly strong, at least not as weak as they appear now.
If they aren’t weak, then just how strong is Li Feng.
In the blink of an eye, those who stepped up didn’t last ten seconds, yet it was Li Feng letting them perform a little, but the result was no different.
And Li Feng, though not killing them on the spot, showed no mercy in his attacks, crippling them even if they returned, Li Feng made some moves.
Li Feng is a disciple of the Medical Saint, adjusting one’s body is as simple as breathing, and won’t be discovered.
After defeating these four, Li Feng’s gaze directly fell on Yue Lei from Yue Family Martial Arts Hall on the blue side.