Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 502: Chapter 502: Young Master Yang’s Fury Chapter 502: Chapter 502: Young Master Yang’s Fury Ling Xiaoxiao’s turquoise barrier automatically converged around Liu Qingyang and the others, impenetrable even by that fearsome power.

The sudden terrifying force and vibration scared the shopkeeper and several waiters out of their wits.

“This is bad!” The waiter who had served Feng Wuchen was covered in horror and hurriedly ran out.

By then, the shopkeeper was already rushing up to the second floor.

“A high-grade Spiritual Artifact!” Young Master Yang slightly furrowed his brows, unable to severely injure Feng Wuchen, which left him quite surprised.

Without utilizing True Yuan, their fists collided with equal strength.

Even though Young Master Yang was at the Fourth Layer of the Heavenly Human Realm, he failed to repel Feng Wuchen who had donned the gauntlets.

“This young man is so strong! He can even contend with Young Master Yang!”

“To hold his ground against Young Master Yang, though he used a high-grade Spiritual Artifact, his cultivation must be at the Third Layer of the Heavenly Human Realm!”

“This youngster seems quite influential; younger than us by a few years, yet possessing such overpowering strength and a high-grade Spiritual Artifact. Most importantly, he is fearless.”

“This young man’s strength is truly terrifying! Could he really be Young Master Zhang’s friend? If he truly were, we would be done for!”

The geniuses were all filled with shock and disbelief, and some even started to panic.

Feng Wuchen’s mind moved, and he instantly executed a movement technique.

“Boom!”

In the instant their fists collided, Feng Wuchen’s figure suddenly vanished, followed by a thunderous bang, as everyone saw Young Master Yang’s form being hurled into a group of geniuses.

Feng Wuchen made his move without showing any mercy!

“This is impossible!” Young Master Yang was hugely shaken; he couldn’t even see Feng Wuchen’s attack.

“Such incredible movement technique! Unbelievably fast, even I couldn’t see it!” exclaimed a young master with profound cultivation, finally showing a change in his calm expression.

“What kind of movement technique is this?” The other top-tier talents were also extremely shocked, some gawking at Feng Wuchen in a daze.

The others were simply dumbstruck, falling into dead silence, unable to speak.

Even Wang Yue’s eyes were wide with disbelief, not daring to believe that even Young Master Yang was no match for Feng Wuchen.

“What just happened? How could he possibly have such terrifying speed!” Young Master Yang looked at Feng Wuchen with extreme horror, his expression frozen.

“Well done, Brother Feng!” Liu Qingyang exclaimed with satisfaction.

“Stop! Stop it!” The silence on the second floor was broken by the shopkeeper, who rushed up in a frantic state.

The shopkeeper hurriedly implored, “Everyone, please calm down. The Drunken Immortal Tavern can’t withstand your force. We’re just a small business; I beg for your leniency, otherwise, the tavern is finished.”

“Get lost! If the tavern is destroyed, I’ll compensate!” Young Master Yang, in a rage, shouted furiously, which frightened the shopkeeper terribly.

How could Young Master Yang accept being punched without warning by Feng Wuchen?

As a young master of the Carefree Sect, one of the prodigies of the Wuji Domain, Feng Wuchen’s punch was a humongous disgrace to him.

Far from accepting it, the punch had provoked a towering rage within Young Master Yang.

“Buzzing!”

The terrifying power of the Fourth Layer of the Heavenly Human Realm burst forth from within Young Master Yang, white light flashing violently as the entire tavern trembled, scaring everyone.

Pedestrians on the street were also terrified by this dreadful force.

“Hold on!” The waiter who had rushed upstairs had already seen the conflict between Feng Wuchen and Young Master Yang and was so scared his heart nearly leapt out.

The waiter’s loud shout drew everyone’s attention, who had thought some influential figure had arrived, only to realize it was just the waiter.

Young Master Yang roared, “Blast him out of here!”

“Roll away if you don’t want to die!” yelled one of the young masters at the waiter, then waved his hand, sending the waiter flying out with a burst of powerful force.

The waiter, being of weak cultivation, crashed through the staircase and the tables on the first floor, landing hard on the ground, unable to get up.

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“Bastard! Even hitting the waiter!” Liu Qingyang roared furiously, his fierce gaze sweeping toward the person who had acted.

“That’s too much!” Ling Xiaoxiao said coldly, as she instantly darted out.

“Swoosh!”

“Slap slap slap!”

Ling Xiaoxiao appeared like a specter, her jade hand radiating purple light as she frantically slapped the man’s face. All those present failed to notice until they heard the sound of the slapping.

Only when they heard the sound of the slaps did the geniuses present realize what happened, and their faces showed utter shock.

In the blink of an eye, the man’s face had swollen up like a pig’s head.

“Bang!”

“Puh!”

With one palm strike, Ling Xiaoxiao unleashed a terrifying force that sent the man spewing blood from his mouth. His body flew straight out of the second floor of the tavern, his life or death uncertain.

“You’re useless, picking on the weak–is that what a man does?” Ling Xiaoxiao said with disdain.

Everyone was in shock, staring at Ling Xiaoxiao with eyes wide in amazement.

The movement technique Ling Xiaoxiao had used was exactly the same as Feng Wuchen’s, unbeknownst even to the top geniuses.

At this moment, they finally realized that Feng Wuchen and his group were no ordinary people.

“Xiaoxiao, well done!” Liu Qingyang shouted again, excitedly.

“Brat, let’s go outside and fight!” Young Master Yang glared at Feng Wuchen, his killing intent sky-high.

“No need!” Feng Wuchen responded coldly, truly disgusted by the haughty arrogance of these coddled geniuses.

He used his instant movement technique once more, and in the blink of an eye, Feng Wuchen had arrived.

“Boom!”

“Puh!”

Young Master Yang hadn’t noticed a thing, and by the time he realized what was happening, Feng Wuchen’s fist, filled with domineering power, had already struck his chest. With a booming sound, the punch and its tyrannical force made Young Master Yang spit blood and sent him flying out from the second floor of the tavern.

“What kind of movement technique is this?” Young Master Yang roared furiously in his mind.

Although Feng Wuchen hadn’t used True Yuan with that punch, it was still incredibly fearsome–even Young Master Yang, at the Fourth Layer of the Heavenly Human Realm, was forced to spit blood.

“Hiss…”

The terrifying speed and power made everyone in the tavern gasp in cold fear, their eyes fixed on Feng Wuchen in terror.

Young Master Yang, who was at the Fourth Layer of the Heavenly Human Realm, had been sent flying by a single punch from Feng Wuchen–what terrifying strength was this?

The alarming strength demonstrated by Feng Wuchen deeply intimidated them.

Feng Wuchen’s cold gaze swept across the geniuses as he said indifferently, “If anyone else wants to step up, feel free to stand out!”

The first and second floors were deathly silent, nobody daring to speak. Wang Yue was so scared that he was shaking all over. His previous haughtiness and arrogance had long since been replaced by fear.

“Let’s all attack together, there’s no way we can’t deal with this kid!”

“That’s right! This kid is too arrogant! He doesn’t take us seriously at all!”

Several geniuses tried to suppress their fear and shouted angrily, seemingly having a good relationship with Young Master Yang.

Regrettably, aside from this few, nobody else dared to speak out.

Even the top geniuses didn’t intend to get involved, as after all, they didn’t know Young Master Yang.

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingyang sneered mockingly, “Those who don’t want to die can give it a try!”

“Kill that kid for me!” At that moment, from the lower floors of the tavern, the enraged roar of Young Master Yang could be heard, frightening the pedestrians on the street into trembling trepidation.

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