Roar!!
The True Intent Red Tiger soared into the sky, its fangs lifelike within its blood-red maw.
The man in the white suit who was knocked back trembled in his arm, his face grim. He felt as if the punch just before wasn’t from a human, but as if a train had struck him.
On one side, Iphia, who was also knocked back and crashed through a redwood pavilion, nearly fell into Upper City, was slightly shaken with qi and blood, her gaze turning cold.
The blue gemstone cross longsword she gripped tightly kept vibrating. If not for her tily sword block at the critical mont, she might have truly been injured.
Imdiately, seeing the True Intent Red Tiger pouncing aggressively, leaving no room.
Hex in the white suit shouted angrily, the veins on his face knotting.
"Iphia, assist !!"
Buzz!
As the words fell, Iphia, while in midair, suppressed her discomfort, held her cross longsword horizontal, using it as a stepping support.
Boom!!
An invisible air pillar burst forth forcefully. Hex instantly transford into a white afterimage, piercing through the air like a cannonball, punching the True Intent Red Tiger.
Bam!!
Power exploded, red flas dissipated.
Hex, with a fierce look on his face, did not stop, stomping the ground, shattering the redwood floor, and then went straight at the still-standing Chen Feng.
The terrifying aura made everyone’s face change drastically, with the powerful Ultimate Intent ravaging like a force field.
Brown power covered his bulky fist as he charged forward like a teor. In a blink, he reached Chen Feng, almost about to cause a sonic boom.
"How strong!"
Gert in the distance watched closely, his face turning a little pale.
From the corner of his eye, he saw that Iphia, who was supposed to fall into Upper City, sohow managed to glide mid-air and slashed upwards, sending a blue sword Qi of seven to eight ters in size.
At the mont of crisis, it seed their joint counterattack was about to succeed.
Boom!!!
Wow!
A splash of blood flew.
The white cot arched like a shrimp, flying backward at even greater speed.
A massive crater appeared on the redwood square where it once stood, with cracks spreading like a spiderweb.
A glazed crystal-like color, at so point, covered Chen Feng’s body. The nurous nearby parked flying cars and devices seed swept by a fierce wind, wobbling continuously, as if about to fall.
"This..."
Gert and Siwa widened their eyes, while the exchange groups from other countries stood frozen in place, faces awestruck.
Ding!!
The next second.
"Leave Iphia to ."
Zhang Lao Leader sighed inwardly, raising a finger to pinch the crescent-shaped blue sword Qi soaring skyward, forcibly extinguishing it.
Chen Feng didn’t respond but vanished from where he stood in an instant.
Boom!!
A sonic boom echoed, shaking half of Upper City.
Nido nobles and aristocrats nearby awoke in shock, all heading to their balconies to watch in astonishnt.
The location intended for the exchange group now had a massive hole pierced between Upper and Lower City, with elite experts from all over the continents staring in shock.
The protective force field shield rippled with dense patterns, struggling to withstand the residual shockwaves.
In their bewildernt, many Nido nobles hurriedly followed with their gaze.
Roar!!
Red flas erupted, afterimages solidifying.
The young man in the black trench coat leaped like a fierce tiger, lingering midair beside the arching Hex, whose chest was caved in mid-fall.
Then, within the bewildered eyes.
Boom!!
The descending right arm swung down like a war axe, sending the white-suited body crashing straight toward Lower City.
"Not good!"
Iphia, a hundred ters away on the edge of the Upper City redwood square, frowned, wanting to assist.
However.
Swoosh!!
A hand covered in white power arrived in an instant, forcing her to focus, swinging her sword forward.
Ding!!
The empty hand caught the blade of the cross longsword, the wind and sword Qi cutting a tens of ters long crack into the ground.
Yet, Old Zhang Leader remained unhard, even sighing at her.
"Why do you all seek such needless suffering?"
.....
Boom!!
A massive muffled sound echoed high in the air.
Beneath the crowded concrete buildings, vehicles halted, pedestrians paused, countless Nido citizens looked up in confusion.
On the neon projections, amid the spotlight’s fixed location, the topmost section of Lower City.
The red do, like a heavenly wall, unknown when, was torn open with a massive gash. Nearby, a streak of white fell swiftly, crashing through the neon projections one by one.
"What’s that?"
"How would I know."
"Why did Upper City crack open?"
Amidst a stream of questioning discussions, all vehicles around the traffic lights ca to a halt.
Until finally.
Boom!!
The falling streak of white tore through its trajectory, slamming into the asphalt road.
Crack crack crack!
The sidewalk broke apart as a deep crater appeared at the center of the intersection.
The crowd gawked, stunned.
The next second.
Thud!!
With a thud, Chen Feng in a black trench coat landed, shattering the ground.
The previously noisy Lower City district fell silent instantly, with only the continual sound of crackling rifts spreading.
One second, two seconds, three seconds....
Until Chen Feng slowly bent his knees and stood, the surrounding crowd finally ca to their senses, their wide eyes filled with panic and fear.
"Ah!!"
"Run!!!"
"Monster!!"
The crowd was instantly terrified, one after another, screaming and fleeing in panic.
Traffic suddenly beca congested, with vehicles colliding with each other because of it.
At the intersection, a little girl stood alone, perhaps sowhat dazed, and the helium balloon in her hand slipped away into the air.
"Cough, cough..."
Suddenly, there was movent from within the pit, with debris flying up.
The little girl’s mother finally found her, hurriedly grabbed her, and quickly left the intersection.
Silently watching all of this until everyone had left.
Chen Feng gazed at the figure in the torn and bloodstained white suit that staggered out from the deep pit.
"Interesting."
His gaze flashed, crimson flas invading, as he sensed Heks’ unusual strength.
Even though there was so restraint, the fact that he survived a punch from Chen without dying indicated he was clearly about to surpass the Fifth Order peak.
Especially in terms of defense, it felt more like a Fake Sixth Order.
"Cough, cough...."
Without answering, Heks stood at the edge of the pit, shaking his head.
Trickles of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, his curly brown hair disheveled and ssy.
It was visible to the naked eye that an inch of his chest was sunken in, his skin unusually flushed.
That was internal injury about to burst through the pores, the impact from a Sixth Order’s punch on his physique was much more severe than falling a hundred ters from the sky.
"You’re... not an Extre Realm?"
Heks spoke in a low voice, bloodshot eyes showing a lingering doubt that seed hard to disperse.
Just one or two moves, and he was utterly defeated, even severely wounded.
This was already beyond the Fifth Order level and completely inconsistent with the descriptions from Chu.
Fake Sixth Order?
Or perhaps...
Impossible!
He shook his head vigorously, unwilling and afraid to believe it.
A Fake Sixth Order was already the peak they aspired to, an alternative breakthrough enhancent.
He thought the other party was at most just that.
Without knowing his thoughts, Chen Feng simply walked towards him slowly.
The glazed crystal on his body reflected the sky’s light, with bits of crimson flas gathering behind him, resembling both overwhelming Red Tigers and several teor Flas.
Feeling his coldness, Heks gritted his teeth, ignoring his injuries, imdiately stimulating his qi and blood within.
The indentation on his chest therefore slowly recovered, and the originally declining aura not only rapidly rose but also exceeded its original limit.
Crack, crack, crack!
Strange sounds ca from his muscles and bones, veins bulged, and muscles knotted.
The white suit on him was thus completely torn apart, unexpectedly his whole body beca more burly.
"Oh?"
Chen Feng squinted his eyes, sensing the other party was likely using so form of Secret Technique to control his body precisely through sublimation of Ultimate Intent.
The rising montum continuously touched the threshold of the Sixth Order, and at the sa ti, a sharp whistling sound could be heard from above.
Several flying devices and helicopters belonging to the Nido Military rushed from Upper City, soone tried to use a communication module to speak out and dissuade Chen Feng.
"Mr. Chen, please you..."
Whoosh!!!
The sound hadn’t completely resounded before the sharp whistle tore through the sky like a shrill noise again.
Boom!!
The ground dented, and white air burst into a circle.
Struck heavily, Heks slid back a few dozen ters, breaking several electric poles and a roadside driverless car.
The not yet fully risen aura seed as if it were cut off abruptly, his whole being engrained within the cent building wall, vomiting blood profusely.
In contrast.
The vanished Chen Feng now stood at the edge of the deep pit, taking the position Heks previously occupied.
The glazed crystal on his body remained intact, not even showing a hint of damage, indicating he lifted his gaze to the few barely arriving flying devices and helicopters.
"You want to stop ?"
He indifferently inquired, looking upwards.
Each of the Nido Military personnel felt their hearts pounding, inexplicably experiencing the suppression and fear as if they faced the Lion King’s presence.
"No, Mr. Chen."
"We are rely the hosts, hoping everyone can temporarily put aside grievances during the exchange conference...."
Suddenly, the hatch of the flying device opened, surprisingly revealing a young woman.
She appeared around twenty-four or five, with deep brown eyes, exuding a noble temperant.
A golden silk long skirt bore a circular crown emblem, the symbol of the Nido Royal Family.
"Heks’ behavior was indeed abrupt, but he is still our guest, and if sothing were to happen to him here, it would put us in a difficult position, making it challenging to give an explanation to the Platinum Federation exchange group."
"And I guarantee on behalf of the Royal Family that we will not tolerate any further such reckless actions from him in the future..."
The royal lady continued persuading, backed by several tall suited Transford People guards.
Subtly, there was also a Flying General Level magnetic field nearby.
Imdiately, having glanced at her, Chen Feng looked off into the distance.
Perception indicated that the battle in Upper City had already ended, with Iphia being driven back by Old Zhang the leader, bleeding from the corner of her mouth as she retreated to stand within the Platinum Federation exchange group, her face less than pleasant.
In between, mbers of the Nido Military arrived, offering kind words and smoothing the situation over.
Withdrawing his gaze, looking forward again.
Under the shock-filled eyes of the Niduo People, within the collapsed concrete high-rise.
Hecos was half-unconscious and dying, his barely recovered chest again sinking in, most of his body with broken bones, breathing extrely weak, and wide-eyed with veins filled with blood.
He indeed held back in the end.
There wasn’t a deep enmity between the two, they hadn’t even t before this.
He didn’t want a massacre here, nor did he want to completely fall out with Nido and miss the chance to lure out the Divine Martial Alliance Leader to address future troubles.
However.
"To have a woman co forward..."
Glancing at the royal lady at the hatch, Chen Feng was followed by a flying device from the Red Country Military slowly landing.
"If you want to face , let the Lion King co."
Thud!
With the words hanging in the air, he turned around and stepped into the military flying device of the Red Country.
The droning air currents swept dust and debris, with the scarlet maple leaf emblem and the gray-black circular module ascending, climbing above Redwood Square.
"Your Highness..."
There was discontent among the Transford People about Chen Feng’s attitude, and many Niduo People in Lower City swallowed a gulp of saliva in secret, feeling overwheld by the unforgettable scene witnessed today.
To this, the royal lady in the golden silk gown remained silent for a mont before eventually shaking her head.
Her gaze turned to Heks, who was near death, and she waved to her subordinates to provide dical aid, with a hint of worry flashing in her deep brown pupils.
A Martial Artist of such confidence and power.
Is Uncle really going to oppose him?
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