Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams-Chapter 203 - 134 Killing You is Like Stepping on an Ant_2

Chapter 203: Chapter 134 Killing You is Like Stepping on an Ant_2

The result, the next second.

Crack.

His retreating motion suddenly halted, and the tiles beneath his feet explosively shattered.

A robust and powerful hand reached out, accurately grabbing the top of his skull.

The sound of tensing muscles and bones echoed continuously, as a taller youth looked down indifferently, the power in his hand increasing by the moment.

"Killing you is no different from stepping on an ant."

As his words fell, a surge of immense strength erupted.

Crack!

A hairline fracture appeared on the skull, and the man from the Giant Bear Gate’s face distorted with shock and fear.

"Stop!!!"

The fat old man, who was entangled with Li Tong, turned pale with shock and anger, intending to come to the aid.

But the next second, he saw Li Tong standing in front of him with a smile, while the Red Tiger roared furiously behind.

Buzz!!

A huge force turned into a fireball, and exploded in midair.

Thud thud thud thud!

The fat old man, with scorched clothing, slid backward, barely suppressing the impact, then looked up.

With shock and fury on his face, he saw his own disciple being forcefully pressed down, his knees bent, kneeling on the ground.

Boom!!!

The tiles shattered, Chen Feng released his left hand, and his right arm bent upwards as if drawing a bow.

The man gripped by the neck turned pale with fright, and the next second he felt a whistling by his ear, a gust of wind against his face.

Thud!!

His face smashed into the broken tiles, and blood oozed from the human-shaped crater.

Snap!

The sound of his nasal bone cracking still continued as Chen Feng’s figure flashed like a gust of wind.

Whoosh!!!

The shockwave exploded, the Flame Burst Style blooming forth.

In an instant, the man with a staggered right leg lost balance, sliding backward.

Then he felt his left leg gripped by a vise-like grip, his body suddenly losing weight.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Chen Feng swung left and right like wielding a sledgehammer, the stone tiles on the ground disintegrating, debris flying everywhere.

Even the hardest of heads cannot withstand such fierce blows, as streaks of blood fell to the ground like flower petals.

Seeing this, the last one of True Intent Level Triple no longer hesitated.

His arms, still aching from blocking a hit, felt as though they had been shaken and damaged.

With a flash of his step, he was already retreating.

But, the next second.

The figure, beaten unconscious and swung around, suddenly was thrown, shooting towards him like an arrow.

The speed was much faster than normal, as if boosted by tremendous strength, piercing through layers of air and wind.

With an ugly expression, he had to hastily mobilize his power, stepping back to catch the other party.

Whoosh!!!

In this single breath.

A roaring white air burst open, as if a Giant Tiger were pouncing on its prey.

The light behind was completely blocked, a vast shadow looming over the ground in front of him.

"I...."

Boom!!!

A furious punch interrupted all pleas for mercy; Chen Feng stepped forward, planting his right foot on the opponent’s head, and mercilessly grinding it into the fractured tiles.

Chen Feng’s ancient bronze body reflected in everyone’s eyes, with only tatters remaining of his burst upper clothing.

Yet, surprisingly, no one thought he looked disheveled.

Instead, they gazed intently, in shock or curiosity, as he turned his head revealing a ferocious white smile, his eyes filled with killing intent staring at the two True Intent Level old men.

"Two old dogs."

"Why don’t... you both come at me."

Snap!

As he spoke, he exerted force beneath his foot, and the opponent’s skull cracked further, the ground’s cracks spreading rapidly.

"Brat!"

Roaring out, the fat old man had never suffered such humiliation.

Wanting to make a move once more, but soon, a small Silver Light Shuttle suddenly appeared, stopping right beside his temple.

Cold sweat dripped, and the fat old man’s pupils constricted.

Chen Feng also concentrated his gaze, looking over in surprise.

At once, he saw a sedan slowly driving up, stopping at the curb.

Click, the car door opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit stepped out.

"Sorry, I’m late."

He chuckled, with two bodyguards escorting him.

The small Silver Light Shuttle retracted automatically, quickly merging into one of the bodyguard’s briefcases.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Zhou Zhixiong."

Extending his hand, he ignores the two elderly True Intent Level masters and steps in front of Li Tong, offering a handshake proactively.

"Old Chu specially instructed me to take good care of you, it’s a pleasure to meet you."

As his voice falls, the scene falls silent.

The two True Intent Level elders blocking the way darken in expression, while Li Tong gives a chuckle and shakes hands in response.

"I’ve long heard of Councilman Zhou’s great name, an honor to meet you."

With those words, it’s clear that the group of Security Officers nearby, originally feigning indifference with their firearms, all change their expressions subtly.

The sound of footsteps tapping rapidly arises, and soon a leader appears with a cold sweat on his forehead, walking up to Councilman Zhou.

"Councilman Zhou, I truly didn’t realize they were your friends, it was really because of instructions from Councilman Fang..."

Slap! Slap!

The sound of two slaps ring out, and Councilman Zhou in a suit shakes off his hand.

"Do I need to teach you what to do?"

"Yes!"

The slapped Security Officer captain dares not shirk the blame anymore, and hurriedly stands at attention to make a statement: "There are people causing a disturbance and damaging public property!"

"Come, take them all away!"

After the orders are given, the situation on the ground suddenly changes.

One by one, Half-Modified People brandishing weapons surround the two True Intent elders blocking the way, along with another six either seriously injured or unconscious from Entering Strength.

Flying vehicles adjust their gun barrels, with special bullets and red dot scans accurately locking on.

Seeing this, the blond woman sitting in a car on the roadside flashes a look of curiosity at Chen Feng and the others.

"To actually have Zhou Zhixiong back them up..."

Although he is just an ordinary member of the Provincial Federation, he has a council representative standing behind him, and also happens to oversee the outer city area...

"Miss, we’ve found out, it seems to be the Heavenly Flame Red Tiger Style that left Yun Gang thirty years ago, a major school in the Martial Arts World."

"Coming from Nanjiang, they must be participating in this Southern Martial Arts Tournament..."

The assistant clearly understands her thoughts and had already mobilized the group’s resources to check the identities of Chen Feng and his group from the beginning.

"Oh? Flame Tiger Sect.... No wonder."

"So, it’s the Flying Dragon Group that’s been causing trouble behind the scenes?"

Her tone is flat, as the assistant beside her quickly nods.

"Heh, just playing some petty tricks."

She shakes her head, and then notices a pair of eyes looking over from the other side.

Eventually, she loses interest and withdraws her gaze.

"Let’s go."

Buzz!

A line of La Royce cars slowly drives away, and Chen Feng squints his eyes.

Not sensing any malice, he shifts his gaze to the side.

Several Security Officers are smirking with their firearms, while the man beneath their feet, humiliated and unconscious with Entering Strength, is already out cold.

Click!

Releasing his foot, he dissipates the power of the Giant Tiger Technique, and his body gradually returns to normal.

To the side, Zhao Jushan and Lin Xiaoyun also finish their battles in turn, their movements similar, stepping forward to join him.

"Master, Senior Brother."

Zhao Tingxiao’s face still shows shock, holding a large black coat in his hands.

"Uh-huh."

Chen Feng nods, receiving the coat and draping it over himself.

Zhao Jushan and Lin Xiaoyun show expressions of respect, especially the latter, who, being on the same Entering Force Triple level, understands just how astounding the one-sided battle just now was.

Confirming that everyone has not suffered serious injuries, Chen Feng leads them towards Li Tong.

The two True Intent masters blocking the way show unwilling faces, but ultimately, due to the authority of the Provincial Federation, they dare not make any moves.

The councilman named Zhou Zhixiong looks over with a somewhat portly build and average height.

With an appreciative look in his eyes, he takes the initiative to inquire of Li Tong: "Is this your disciple?"

"Uh-huh, my eldest disciple... not very accomplished, making a joke in front of Councilman Zhou."

"Heh heh, if this is considered not very accomplished, then I’m afraid there aren’t many accomplished individuals in the entire Martial Arts World."

Zhou Zhixiong gives deliberate praise, and upon introduction by his master, Chen Feng nods in greeting.

Meanwhile, his Perception stirs; he can feel that the aura of the two bodyguards behind the other is extremely strong.

Looking left and right, both seem to be evaluating him.

Mechanical Warriors, huh.

He quietly glances at their briefcases, within which are integrated the Silver Light Shuttles that had just repelled the True Intent masters.

This is a method entirely different from the Martial Arts Sects, clearly a combination with technology.

"Let’s go, I will take you to the tournament venue first."

"Alright, then we’ll trouble Councilman Zhou."

Li Tong exchanges a few words with Zhou Zhixiong.

Without further delay, the group soon gets into the cars and leaves the scene.

The train station is bustling with people coming and going, as noisy as ever.

Witnessing this scene, some people’s eyes flash, their pinhole devices recording the entire fight scene that just took place.

"Flame Tiger Style... Heh heh."