Urban All-Round Master

"Roar! Roar!"

The Barbaric Dragon, slapped to the ground, roared continuously. After getting up, it flapped its wings a few times and opened its bloody mouth toward Lin Zifeng, revealing a row of sharp white teeth, roaring, and a foul demon wind blew directly at him.

The Flying Dragon in front of him was essentially a giant lizard, very similar to a lizard, except it was several hundred times larger. Its enormous size and cumbersome body exuded a heavy and barbaric atmosphere.

"Swish~"

The Barbaric Dragon swept a claw over, and Lin Zifeng jumped up. The sharp and long nails of that claw slashed through the air, creating a piercing shrill sound.

"Bug, is this all you’ve got?" Lin Zifeng was brimming with fighting spirit. The Barbaric Dragon, seeing it hadn’t hit him with a slap, then rose skyward, attempting to escape his bombardment.

"Oh, trying to run away after hitting me once, huh? You really think it’s that easy, don’t you? What, you think I’m just a side dish for you, taking a bite whenever you want, and kicking me away when you don’t?" Lin Zifeng smirked coldly. He had the ability to fly through the air.

However, he was too lazy to fly up, thinking he had already shown off enough, and if he continued, the audience below might not be able to handle it. So, with a sweep of his Gray Dragon Hand, he smacked and grabbed the Flying Dragon’s shoulder bone, shouting, "Come down here!"

"Roar...Roar..." The poor Flying Dragon, with its massive body, couldn’t possibly struggle out of his grasp. The opponent’s super and terrifying strength was far beyond its imagination.

"Come down!"

With Lin Zifeng’s loud shout, the mountainous Barbaric Dragon once again crashed heavily onto the hard Martial Arts Arena’s ground, groaning in pain, raising a cloud of dust.

"Pfft~"

Blood spurted. His fingers, like sharp cold blades, arbitrarily sliced open the steel-hard scale armor of the Barbaric Dragon, causing it to roll and tumble on the ground in pain.

Not far away, the white-clothed young man who had climbed up from the ground glared with flames in his eyes, his teeth clenching, as if he wanted to skin Lin Zifeng alive.

"Heh heh, you feel sorry for it, huh? You like it, huh? Alright, I’ll send this bug to you."

Having said that, he kicked the Flying Dragon’s rear, and with a swoosh, the black Flying Dragon was sent flying towards the white-clothed young man. Given its massive size, if it hits, even if he survives, his limbs would likely be crushed.

"Stop! Stop! Stop it immediately!"

The envoys from the two duchies finally couldn’t sit still. What they faced wasn’t just a human cultivator; it was practically a demon, a monster. Even a high-level demon beast like the Flying Dragon could be easily dealt with, as if slaughtering a donkey. What exactly was this guy, a prodigy or something?

"Alright, if you want me to stop, I’ll stop." Lin Zifeng grinned. Hua Tianfeng and the white-clothed young man barely managed to dodge the onslaught of the Flying Dragon, crashing!

After the cumbersome body of the Flying Dragon landed, it left a huge pit on the Martial Arts Arena. However, Lin Zifeng once again swept his palm down, sending Hua Tianfeng, the white-clothed young man, and the stout man flying dozens of meters away, crashing heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a long while.

"Heh heh, at last, it’s settled down, finally stopped." Lin Zifeng clapped his hands, as if he had played an exhilarating game with them.

"Good! Very good!"

From the originally silent crowd, Liu Pangzi was the first to slam the table in approval, standing up abruptly and startling Situ Xuanwen beside him.

Only then did it dawn on them that Lin Zifeng had already defeated all his opponents and became the first in this year’s competition, the biggest dark horse of all! He had won the championship of this contest.

"Yay yay yay~ Big Brother Lin won, Big Brother Lin won." Dongfang Xiaohuang seemed happier than anyone, wishing to leap into Lin Zifeng’s arms, embrace him tightly, and declare to the whole world that her Big Brother Lin was the best, the number one man in the Lianyun Empire!

"Marvelous! Simply marvelous!" Liu Pangzi personally went to the Martial Arts Arena to meet Lin Zifeng, knowing that Lin Zifeng’s status in his eyes was skyrocketing. If such a powerful individual were recruited by the Lianyun Empire, it would undoubtedly have an enormous influence, and also elevate the empire’s status.

If foreign enemies dared to invade, with him around, who would dare to do anything?

Furthermore, weren’t those two small duchies showing off only because they had new rising figures? They were trying to test the strength of the Lianyun Empire. Now, the test failed miserably, almost losing three young champions in the process. If their top three young champions were to perish here, indeed, a great loss would occur.

"Haha, Brother Lin is indeed mighty, this battle was fought beautifully, boosting the prestige of our Lianyun Empire. Brother Lin, you absolutely must stay tonight, I’ll prepare a lavish feast for you, and you’re welcome to select any concubine from my harem," Liu Pangzi approached, slinging an arm around his shoulder like they were old friends. However, Lin Zifeng wasn’t keen on him, although Liu Pangzi seemed like a decent person; the key was he didn’t wish to be recruited.

Who’s crazy enough to mess around idly with their Empire?

"Uh, hehe, let’s forget it. I have some important matters to handle tonight, I probably won’t have time to stay. You should keep the National Guardian Martial God instead, he probably wants to get cozy with you," Lin Zifeng smiled and declined.

𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Liu Pangzi glanced back at Dongfang Haoxuan, understanding Lin Zifeng had no intention of staying, he didn’t insist.

Soon, after the white-clothed young man, Hua Tianfeng, and that stout man finally stood up again, the white-clothed young man rushed to the injured Flying Dragon’s side, fearing it was severely hurt. But on closer inspection, Lin Zifeng held back and didn’t truly harm it. If he wanted to kill this big bug, it would have been quite simple.

After the competition ended, Emperor Liu Pangzi insisted on dragging Lin Zifeng to tour his palace and even wanted to take him to see his so-called harem. Fortunately, Lin Zifeng timely refused, otherwise, he wouldn’t have let him leave.

When he left the palace, he encountered Hua Tianfeng, the white-clothed young man, and the stout man outside who had previously lost the match.

Although they lost convincingly in the contest, they were still internally dissatisfied, after all, how could those considered genius-level talents, like themselves, yield to another genius so easily?

"Your surname is Lin, right? Lin Zifeng?" Hua Tianfeng walked forward gracefully, smiling, and nodding, "Even though I lost the competition this time, a match is just a match. Can we be friends?"

"Sure, if you don’t mind being friends with someone like me, who’s a nobody. We can even become great friends, regardless of age," Lin Zifeng nodded and smiled, extending his hand to shake hands with Hua Tianfeng.