Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 372 Lin Feng vs. Huang Tian

Zhang Shengli was momentarily startled, then a smile broke out on his face. "The Immortal's confidence must have a reason. I also trust the Immortal's judgment, so we also bet on Lin Feng's victory." His words seemed casual, but they held a hidden meaning. Everyone understood that the Emperor was leveraging Li Hanhai's prestige to exert pressure on Huang Tian. Regardless, no matter how arrogant Huang Tian was, he would not dare to openly defy the will of Li Hanhai and the Emperor.

The princes who had been certain that Lin Feng would lose instantly turned extremely grim upon hearing the Emperor's words. Zhang Zhilin's smile froze, his eyes widening in disbelief. "How... is this possible? Why would my father be like this?" He secretly regretted that he had wanted to use this opportunity to curry favor with Huang Tian, ​​but the situation had suddenly reversed. Now he just hoped that this competition wouldn't put him in an embarrassing situation.

Huang Tian, ​​on the stage, also turned terribly gloomy after hearing what Li Hanhai and the Emperor said. A flicker of anger and confusion flashed in his eyes: Why was this immortal so supportive of Lin Feng? Was there some hidden secret between them? He pondered this inwardly, but now he was in a difficult position. No matter what, even if he had to let Lin Feng win, he couldn't let him win too easily. Otherwise, what would happen to his reputation and that of the Nine Emperors Pavilion? He clenched his fists slightly, his nails digging deep into his palms.

Lin Feng concentrated on maintaining his fighting stance, his feet rooted to the ground, his leg muscles tense, as if brimming with explosive power. Meanwhile, Huang Tian maintained his proud demeanor, his posture erect and his expression stern. He ignored Lin Feng's preparations, as if this competition were nothing more than child's play.

Time passed slowly in this silent confrontation, and the atmosphere grew increasingly solemn. Lin Feng's forehead gradually began to bead with sweat, and a bead of sweat slowly slid down his cheek, gleaming in the sunlight.

Suddenly, Lin Feng moved! Like an arrow shot from a bow, he instantly exploded with astonishing speed. He slammed his feet into the ground with a deep roar, and shot out like a cannonball. His figure was so fast that only a blurry afterimage remained. The drop of cold sweat that hadn't yet fallen to the ground was lifted up by this powerful force, suspended in the air.

The audience in the audience felt a flash before their eyes. In their eyes, Lin Feng seemed to be still standing there, but his figure was quietly fading. This strange scene shocked everyone, and they whispered to each other, wondering what had happened.

Meanwhile, on the martial arts stage, Huang Tian also sensed Lin Feng's sudden attack. A flicker of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he slowly raised his right hand, palm facing forward. The movement seemed casual yet brimming with confidence. Instantly, there was a resounding "bang!" The sound was like the ringing of a bell, ringing in everyone's ears. Amidst this resounding noise, Lin Feng suddenly appeared before Huang Tian. His right fist, with a whirring sound, struck Huang Tian like a meteor, but Huang Tian's palm firmly held Lin Feng's fist.

In that brief moment, Lin Feng, using his immense speed, traversed space, attempting to catch Huang Tian off guard. However, Huang Tian easily parried the blow. At that moment, the drop of cold sweat that had originally been at Lin Feng's starting point was lifted by an invisible force just before it hit the ground, flying straight towards the energy barrier and splashing onto it, leaving a tiny puddle. All of this was clearly perceived by the two people within the barrier, while the spectators outside, shielded by the barrier, were completely unaware of this detail.

Even those highly skilled warriors could discern the true meaning of this seemingly simple collision. Lin Feng's punch was a complete exhaustion. His arm muscles bulged, his veins protruding from his skin like earthworms. The wind from his fist whistled, even causing the surrounding air to fluctuate violently.

However, Huang Tian simply raised his palm and lightly blocked the fierce blow, as if he were just swatting away an annoying fly. The moment their fists and palms collided, a powerful wave of air was generated. This wave spread out in all directions like a surging ocean wave, crashing fiercely into the martial arts stage below with a loud "bang". The martial arts stage trembled slightly under the impact, as if it too was amazed by the powerful force.

Lin Feng's heart trembled, knowing full well that his opponent's strength far exceeded his imagination. But he showed no sign of retreating. Seeing his punch blocked, he immediately retracted it, twisting his body in mid-air and lifting his right foot, sweeping it towards Huang Tian's left like a battle axe. This kick, brimming with the immense power of his waist and legs, was delivered at such speed that the wind whistled, even ripping the air apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

Huang Tian remained expressionless. He simply raised his right hand, his movement resembling a slow-motion replay, perfectly blocking Lin Feng's kick. His arm, as if made of steel, remained motionless, easily neutralizing Lin Feng's attack.

Seeing this, Lin Feng retracted his right foot without hesitation. Then, twisting his body in mid-air, he lifted his left foot with an extremely nimble movement and launched a kick towards Huang Tian's chest like a cannonball. This kick gathered all his strength, and his eyes revealed a determination and resolve, determined to break through Huang Tian's defenses.

Huang Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, unhurriedly withdrawing his right hand, then slowly placing it in front of his chest. Just as Lin Feng's left foot was about to strike his chest, his palm precisely pressed against the center of Lin Feng's foot. Lin Feng felt as if he had kicked a towering mountain; no matter how hard he pushed, he couldn't move forward even a bit. A trace of unwillingness crossed his face, his teeth clenched, and veins bulged on his forehead.

At this stalemate, Lin Feng suddenly came up with an idea. With a sudden push, he used Huang Tian's right hand as a support point and flipped his body backward in the air. Like a nimble monkey, he backflipped, widening the gap between them. His figure traced a graceful arc in the air, landing steadily on the other side of the martial arts arena.

Lin Feng stomped his feet hard on the ground. With a resounding boom, the entire martial arts arena seemed to tremble slightly. He shot towards Huang Tian like an arrow from a bow. His speed was so swift that it sent a whistling sound through the wind, causing his clothes to rustle and his hair to dance wildly. His eyes burned with a fiery and resolute fighting spirit, the determination of someone who, knowing full well that the mountain was full of tigers, would still venture forth.