Peerless Martial God

C112 Who Slaps Who Slaps Who



C112 Who Slaps Who Slaps Who

0"Hmph. Why talk so much nonsense? Why not let the two of them fight for a round and know who's stronger and who's weaker?"    

    

The voice from within the Aristocratic offspring rang out again. Some of them recognized Zuo Qiu, the young generation with the most outstanding talent in the Zuo Family, and his Second Level of Spiritual Martial Stage cultivation.    

    

"Hmph, you guys let someone with a recommendation letter fight him. Is this fair? How dare you pick one of us?"    

    

The person in front of him was not an idiot, seeing that the other party was fearless, he did not like Lin Feng at all.    

    

"If you don't dare, then you don't dare, why find so many reasons. Zuo Qiu, just slap that guy a few times and let the people on the other side know that the nobles are not people that these lowly commoners can compare to."    

    

The voice from before rang out once again. This time, Lin Feng's gaze turned around and locked onto the speaker. It was a youth dressed in yellow clothes, around seventeen to eighteen years old. His face was filled with pride.    

    

"Don't worry Bai Ze, even if you don't say it, I will still slap him a few times, so that he will understand the consequences of speaking so shamelessly."    

    

Zuo Qiu sneered.    

    

"Hehe, that's good. Don't lose face for the Zuo family."    

    

Bai Ze laughed sinisterly, Zuo Qiu's strength was not weak even compared to the older students of the Tianyi Academy, it was easy for him to deal with a commoner who did not even have a recommendation letter.    

    

"Is it possible to throw the Zuo family's face?"    

    

Zuo Qiu's eyes flashed with a look of disdain, he looked at Lin Feng, raised his head and coldly said: "If you are willing to slap yourself, I won't help you."    

    

"Even a few idiots would be able to make it."    

    

Lin Feng muttered, he inadvertently looked at Duan Yu, who was at the side, and saw that Duan Yu did not even bother to remind him, and just stood there quietly, watching everything that was happening.    

    

If she let Lin Feng display his strength in front of everyone, at the very least, she would not be too ugly. Otherwise, people would think that she, Duan Yu, would be casually slapped in the face.    

    

"Idiot?"    

    

When the crowd heard Lin Feng's words, they could not help but reveal interesting expressions, and the Aristocratic offspring s also started to jeer.    

    

"Zuo Qiu, the commoner you speak of is calling you an idiot."    

    

"Hehe, Zuo Qiu, looks like you're not that good at bluffing."    

    

One voice after another fell into Zuo Qiu's ears, causing him to feel that it was especially ear-piercing, and his expression had become even more cold and indifferent.    

    

"Not only will I slap you, I will also slap them so that you can teach them a lesson."    

    

Zuo Qiu's eyes swept across Mengqing and the rest who were behind him. His words made Lin Feng's face turn cold, and a cold feeling emerged in his heart. He was not willing to offend them, but they had to offend him.    

    

"Your fart, are you done yet?" Lin Feng's cold voice made Zuo Qiu's expression freeze up, and fury spewed out of his body.    

    

His body trembled, Zuo Qiu moved forward, lifting his palm up high, after which it suddenly descended, bringing with it a domineering and cold wind.    

    

If this slap were to land, it would be enough to send a person flying.    

    

The corner of Lin Feng's mouth held a faint sneer. He slightly raised his palm, and as fast as lightning, directly blocked Zuo Qiu's arm, causing Zuo Qiu's palm to stop in midair.    

    

"Hmm?" Zuo Qiu focused his gaze. This guy had such great strength, he could actually block his arm.    

    

"Do you think that just because you have a bit of brute force, it'll be useful?"    

    

Zuo Qiu said coldly, a flame spewing out of his body, it was incomparably hot. He opened his mouth, spouted out, and suddenly, a tyrannical flame directly pounced towards Lin Feng.    

    

"What a strange martial skill."    

    

Everyone's eyes congealed, thinking that Lin Feng was really unlucky.    

    

But at this time, Lin Feng's other hand directly struck out, the palm images that filled the air brought with them a fierce Qi, and directly engulfed the flames, straight towards Zuo Qiu.    

    

Zuo Qiu's expression froze, he stepped on the ground, removed his arms from Lin Feng's body and raised both of his hands at the same time. A flaming dragon appeared in his hands, blocking the incoming palm imprint.    

    

's eyes were ice-cold, as he thought that he had underestimated Lin Feng.    

    

Just at this time, behind the palm prints, a pale white palm suddenly extended out from behind, growing larger in front of Zuo Qiu's eyes.    

    

"Retreat."    

    

Zuo Qiu's expression congealed, and he thought in his heart, but there was still no time.    

    

"Clap …"    

    

A clear and loud voice echoed, causing everyone to be stunned, including Zuo Qiu.    

    

Zuo Qiu, who wanted to slap Lin Feng, was instead slapped by Lin Feng?    

    

Lin Feng's strength was not great, to the point where he was still standing there steadily. But what was even more painful, was his dignity, which had been completely destroyed by this slap.    

    

"You dare hit me?"    

    

Zuo Qiu did not seem to understand what happened as he used his hands to support his face. His eyes were bloodshot.    

    

"When I said I am a lowly commoner, I did not retaliate. It is not that I do not dare to say anything, it is that I am looking down on you."    

    

Lin Feng did not pay attention to Zuo Qiu's retarded question. It was really to his credit that he was able to utter such words.    

    

However, you have provoked my patience several times and brought your face before me for me to slap. If I don't slap you again, it wouldn't be out of disdain.    

    

As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, he flung out his palm once again. This time, the force in Lin Feng's palm was not as strong as before, but a palm that sent Zuo Qiu flying.    

    

Hearing Zuo Qiu's voice falling on the ground, the hearts of the crowd quivered, this slap, was truly ruthless.    

    

Lin Feng's gaze turned and landed on Zhong Ling's body, causing her heart to tremble uncontrollably as she took a step back.    

    

"I am also disdainful towards you."    

    

The corner of Lin Feng's mouth revealed a faint ridicule, causing Zhong Ling's pupils to constrict. Her expression was extremely ugly.    

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"I'm going to kill you."    

    

At this time, Zuo Qiu bellowed, climbed up from the ground and roared: "Xiao Yue."    

    

With that said, the Howling Moonwolf fiercely pounced towards Lin Feng. Its speed was extremely fast, its sharp claws slashed across the air, and there was actually a white light flashing as it slashed towards Lin Feng.    

    

"Animal."    

    

Lin Feng growled, and the resplendent light flashed, after that, the crowd only saw the Howling Moonwolf's body falling from the sky, crawling on its belly, and then, its life stopped.    

    

"It's a sword. That beam of light from before, was a sword light."    

    

The crowd was shocked. What a fast sword, with just one sword, it killed the Spiritual Demonic Beast, the Howling Moon Wolf.    

    

"You …" Zuo Qiu's eyes were sinister and terrifying.    

    

"If you don't want to shut up forever, you'd better not let me hear you speak again."    

    

Lin Feng coldly threatened, and as expected, after he said that, Zuo Qiu immediately closed his mouth, and although his eyes were gloomy, he did not dare say a single word.    

    

"Hehe, this is their pride, as expected of the Aristocratic offspring, at this point in time, they are useless trash who can't control the storm."    

    

Just now, they were the ones who shouted that Zuo Qiu would teach them a lesson and slap them in the face, so as to embarrass these lowly commoners. However, they did not expect that not only did Zuo Qiu not slap them, he even ruthlessly slapped them twice.    

    

And these two slaps seemed to have landed on their bodies.    

    

"Zuo Qiu, you really did give face to the Zuo Family."    

    

Bai Ze coldly said, causing Zuo Qiu's expression to turn serious and he nearly vomited blood due to anger.    

    

But thinking about the person who stood behind the Bai Family, Zuo Qiu could only suppress his anger.    

    

However, at this time, Lin Feng's eyes unerringly landed on Bai Ze's body, causing his pupils to slightly contract.    

    

"Just now, it was you who asked him to slap me a few times?"    

    

Lin Feng looked at Bai Ze and asked indifferently, causing the crowd to instantly quieten down.    

    

Lin Feng, you want to provoke Bai Ze again?    

    

Seeing Bai Ze looking at him and not saying a word, the corner of Lin Feng's mouth curled into a cold smile.    

    

"You told him to slap me, but he can't do it now. Shouldn't you do it yourself? Let others know, how majestic is the aristocrat you spoke of? "    

    

Lin Feng's provocative words trembled in the ears of the crowd. Instantly, those commoners and Martial Cultivator who did not have any identities started to laugh.    

    

"Bai Ze, you just humiliated someone, now that no one is looking for you, why are you still hiding?"    

    

"Bai Ze, you said that the nobles can't be compared to the lowly commoners. What, can't you prove what you just said?    

    

An ear-piercing sound resounded in succession, and even the disciples of noble families had their gazes on Bai Ze. Facing Lin Feng's provocation, he should not have agreed to battle.    

    


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