Chapter 445: Chapter 445: If you die, I won’t live either…
Bang.
At this moment, Tang Zhen and Master Zhu suddenly leapt up like two eagles and exchanged a palm strike in mid-air.
As their palms met, a powerful air current immediately erupted, centered around the two of them.
This current was visibly moving from top to bottom throughout the entire fighting arena and then spreading outward with a diameter of ten meters.
From the fighting ring to part of the audience, everyone was affected by the air current, their hair and clothes fluttering, leaving them breathless under its power.
The current whipped through the crowd like a hurricane, stunning all the spectators.
They hurried to avoid being swept away by the air current.
Just then, with a loud boom, the body of Master Zhu, suspended in mid-air, suddenly unleashed another formidable air current.
In an instant, the original current doubled in size, its power also doubling, extending its reach to a full twenty meters in all directions.
In its path, audience members unable to escape tripped over their seats, some fell on the steps, others crashed into one another.
Chaos ensued, cries and screams erupted, and some were even injured.
Lin Fei watched as the air current expanded by double and frowned slightly: This is Grandmaster Second Layer strength!
As he guessed, this Master Zhu indeed had the strength of a grandmaster, equal to Tang Zhen.
Grandmaster-inner qi is ten times stronger than Master-inner qi; even at Grandmaster First Layer strength, the unleashed inner qi could easily create a ten-meter radius air current.
Such power was unmatched by the Master-level Evil Wind.
The grandmaster air current from Master Zhu covered twenty meters, proving he was at the Grandmaster Second Layer strength.
And each level of grandmaster strength doubles the range of their air current. A grandmaster at the Ninth Layer can cover nearly a hundred meters.
Indeed, a grandmaster whose air current covers nearly a hundred meters at the Ninth Layer could take out an entire army single-handedly.
Lin Fei realized Tang Zhen’s grandmaster inner qi was evidently no match for Master Zhu’s, and he couldn’t help but worry because Tang Zhen only had Grandmaster First Layer strength.
But it was too late for him to intervene now. Just then, Tang Zhen coughed up a mouthful of blood mid-air, and his body fell like a broken kite, crashing into the audience, knocking a few spectators unconscious.
This caused a panic among the audience, who started screaming, rushing for the exits towards the safety passages.
In just a few moments, the entire audience had evacuated.
Lin Fei saw Tang Zhen soon sit up and begin to regulate his qi. Although he suffered internal injuries, he didn’t appear severely hurt.
Lin Fei let out a silent sigh of relief.
The massive air current disappeared, Master Zhu landed, looking smug, slouched back in his chair, and cursed, “Old man, with just Grandmaster First Layer strength, you dare to fight me!”
Then, Master Zhu turned to Wen Xiaojun and said, “Young Master Wen, why haven’t you acted yet? I’ve already finished a fight.”
“Master Zhu, if I can’t win, you have to help me.” Wen Xiaojun smiled at Master Zhu.
Though he internally believed he could not lose to Lin Fei.
Master Zhu glanced at the steel cage where Liu Wei was and smiled wickedly, “Young Master Wen, I can help you, but I’ll need a favor in return.”
Wen Xiaojun naturally noticed Master Zhu’s gaze towards Liu Wei in the cage and became alert: Master Zhu is the favorite adopted son of the old prince known for his lust. He invited Zhu here as a precaution against any strong masters sent by the Zheng or Liu families that he couldn’t handle on his own.
But now the Zheng family had only sent Tang Zhen, with Grandmaster First Layer strength, plus Lin Fei.
Wen Xiaojun himself also had Grandmaster First Layer strength, sufficient to handle the situation, hence not needing Master Zhu’s assistance.
He spent millions to bring Master Zhu, with the condition that he would help once.
Of course, he wouldn’t use a second favor from Master Zhu at the cost of the woman he desires.
“Master Zhu, I’ll handle this kid myself.” Wen Xiaojun said to Master Zhu.
Master Zhu laughed, “Alright, I’ll watch you teach him a lesson.”
Though he said this, his eyes once again darted towards Liu Wei in the cage, those sunken eyes emitting a hungry wolf’s light: Wen Xiaojun thinks he can deny me, but I can still go after that woman!
If I take a liking to a woman, she’ll end up in my bowl.
Wen Xiaojun’s sharp gaze fixed on Lin Fei, a burning hatred and jealousy in his heart: If it weren’t for Lin Fei, perhaps Liu Wei would like him. If it weren’t for Lin Fei ruining his plans, the Zheng and Liu families’ relationship could have already broken, the Deep Bay project jeopardized by the Liu family’s withdrawal, leaving the Zheng family struggling alone, facing a crisis.
So, in today’s match, he intended to severely punish Lin Fei, to make him kneel and beg, to cut ties with Liu Wei, to show Liu Wei how weak and spineless the man she likes really is, obliterating him from her heart.
He would show Liu Wei that he was ten times stronger than Lin Fei!
“Lin Fei, take this!” Wen Xiaojun darkened his gaze and shouted coldly, his figure moving like lightning, attacking Lin Fei.
The grandmaster-inner qi transformed into a whirlwind, enveloping the arena’s dust as it surged towards Lin Fei.
Amid the whirlwind, Lin Fei’s hair and clothes fluttered, but his expression remained exceptionally calm, his gaze placidly fixed on Wen Xiaojun as he approached with storm-like intensity…
In the stands, Tang Zhen, while trying to regulate his flipping qi and blood, saw this and grew anxious, shouting in his heart: Not good! Wen Xiaojun’s Grandmaster First Layer strength, and Lin Fei, just a doctor without combat skill, can’t possibly withstand Wen Xiaojun’s full-on strike!
Tang Zhen, distressed, found his qi and blood revolting; his inner qi was in chaos, preventing him from helping.
Guozhu, Uncle Tang promised to protect Lin Fei, but now…
Remembering his vow to Zheng Guozhu to protect Lin Fei, yet feeling helpless, Tang Zhen felt guilty and blamed himself. In his urgency, his blood surged, and, with a puff, he spat more blood.
At this moment, in the maelstrom, Wen Xiaojun’s palm was aimed at Lin Fei’s forehead.
As his palm struck, it unleashed a mighty grandmaster current, enveloping the entire fighting ring.
Seeing this, the bleeding Tang Zhen’s vision darkened and he fainted.
Inside the cage, Liu Wei witnessed Wen Xiaojun’s palm heading for Lin Fei’s forehead, unable to move or speak, her eyes widened in horror, tears welling up and streaming down her cheeks…
Lin Fei, you cannot die!
If you die, then I won’t go on…