The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1458: You Will Admit Defeat

"Hmph, ignorant fool!"

Wu Jian let out a cold snort. A mere Spiritual Sea Realm junior dares to clash head on with me? Who does he think he is? 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

He pushed more strength into his strike. At first, he only intended to make Ling Feng cough up blood. Now, he wanted to take half his life!

This was the price of arrogance!

Crash!

As the attack surged forward, the power of his water-based intent spread outward. It truly felt like towering waves crashing down from all directions.

But as that overwhelming force came crashing in, Ling Feng simply threw a casual punch. It looked effortless, almost relaxed.

Boom!

The oppressive figure that had made everyone feel suffocated came to a sudden stop.

A series of afterimages overlapped with Wu Jian's body, then froze in place.

At the same time, a crisp cracking sound rang out.

"Ah!"

A scream followed. Then, from within those raging waves, a figure was sent flying backward at high speed.

Everyone saw it clearly. The one who was knocked away was not Ling Feng. It was Wu Jian!

Bang!

Wu Jian, an early-stage Great Emperor, traced a clean arc through the air before slamming heavily onto the ground!

"Pfft!"

The impact made him spit out another mouthful of blood.

One punch! Just one punch had sent a Great Emperor flying and coughing up blood!

The veteran elite disciples who had been waiting to see Ling Feng get crushed were all stunned. Their faces were filled with confusion.

How did Wu Jian lose?

What just happened?

Even Wu Jian himself looked dazed. He only felt a massive fist smash through his protective energy, then slam straight into his chest.

After that, a wild, overwhelming force exploded inside him. He lost control instantly, like a kite with its string cut.

What kind of power could ignore the gap in cultivation and send a Great Emperor flying like that?

Yes, he had underestimated his opponent. But even if he had been cautious and on guard, he still had no confidence he could have taken that punch.

Is this guy even human?

He's a monster in human form!

Compared to the shocked veteran elites, Chu Tiange, Li Fei, and the others were much calmer. They had already gotten used to how terrifying Ling Feng's strength was.

After all, this was the same man who had grabbed that giant octopus-like beast in the Dead Soul Devil Abyss and beaten it senseless.

Still, compared to back then, Ling Feng had clearly become even stronger.

In just three days, his improvement was far from minor.

"Junior Brother Ling... got stronger again!"

Chu Tiange swallowed hard, a bitter smile appearing on his face.

Ling Feng had told him that a martial artist needed an unshakable heart. But facing someone like Ling Feng, it was hard not to feel your confidence crack.

He was getting stronger every day!

No, every moment!

That kind of growth made people feel helpless!

If Chu Tiange had known Ling Feng's old companions like Li Bufan, Jiang Xiaofan, or Gu Tengfeng, they could probably sit down together and figure out how to keep their sanity while watching this monster improve.

"My god... is he even human? In just three days, he's several times stronger than when he fought Senior Brother Donghuang!"

Princess Qian Ling's eyes widened in shock. When she first met Ling Feng, she thought he was just an average talent with a bit of skill. She believed that once she entered the inner sect, she would quickly leave him far behind.

Yet in less than two months, Ling Feng had become someone she could only look up to.

"Brother Ling is getting more insane by the day!"

Lin Mu raised his fist and laughed loudly. "Beautiful! That's how you do it. Hit them back even harder!"

Feng Ling's eyes shone with excitement as well. That punch felt incredibly satisfying.

On the high platform, Donghuang Xuanyi narrowed his eyes. Wu Jian might have been one of the weaker Great Emperors among the veteran elites, but he was still a Great Emperor.

For Ling Feng to fight him head on at the Spiritual Sea Realm level was already monstrous.

However, Donghuang Xuanyi could also tell that Ling Feng was not just a normal qi cultivator. He trained body, spirit, and qi together.

It was hard to imagine the effort and willpower required to reach such a level in all three.

"Barely qualifies as a worthy opponent."

Donghuang Xuanyi nodded slightly, acknowledging Ling Feng's strength for the first time.

Beside him, Yuwen Liang's face turned dark as soot. No matter how much he planned, he never expected Ling Feng to become this strong.

Not far away, Feng Shaoan took a deep breath. His eyes were filled with shock.

With his strength, he could defeat someone like Wu Jian. But he could never do it as easily as Ling Feng just did.

"Cough... cough..."

Wu Jian spat out more blood and struggled to his feet. That clash felt like crashing into a massive ship. He had only felt that kind of overwhelming force from demon rulers of the same level.

He clenched his fists tightly, suppressing his unwillingness, then looked up at Ling Feng.

"I... admit defeat."

"You admit defeat?"

Ling Feng laughed loudly. "Senior Brother, did you forget? Only leaving the stage counts as surrender. Saying it doesn't mean anything."

"What? You!"

Wu Jian's eyelids twitched violently. They had set that rule themselves to make sure people like Chu Tiange could not escape easily. Who would have thought Ling Feng would turn it back on them?

A bad feeling rose in his chest. He immediately rushed toward the edge of the stage, trying to jump off.

"Trying to run? Reality Reversal!"

A purple light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. The distorted force field spread out.

Wu Jian thought he was retreating, but his movement reversed. Instead of escaping, he rushed straight toward Ling Feng.

Smack!

A loud slap rang out, leaving Wu Jian completely stunned.

"Pfft!"

Blood and a few teeth flew out. His face swelled instantly, looking miserable.

That slap was payback. Ling Feng had not forgotten the mark on Li Fei's face, left by these so-called veteran elites!

"You!"

Fear flickered in Wu Jian's eyes as he glared at Ling Feng. "What do you want?"

"What do I want?"

Ling Feng grabbed Wu Jian by the throat. Then his other hand came down in a rapid series of slaps.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

In just a few moments, a Great Emperor was beaten into a pitiful state.

Satisfying!

Truly satisfying!

Li Fei, Feng Ling, and the others felt a surge of relief.

Weren't these people acting all tough before?

Now Ling Feng was even tougher, and far more ruthless!