Urban All-Round Master

"Attack all at once, don’t give him a chance to breathe!" The young man in white knew that Lin Zifeng was very formidable. At this point, only by attacking fiercely and joining forces could the three possibly defeat their opponent; otherwise, they all would find it hard to win this match.

"You all can come at me together!" Lin Zifeng said nonchalantly. In single combat, any one of them wouldn’t be able to defeat him, but joining forces might give them some odds of victory.

"Together then!" The young man in white was the first to launch an attack. Although the previous battle with Situ Mingzheng had cost him greatly, it hadn’t hurt him fundamentally, and he could continue to fight.

The burly man, having been struck by a punch from Lin Zifeng, still felt numb in his arm. But he gritted his teeth with resolve, and ultimately decided to give it his all.

"Come, Flying Dragon!" The young man in white suddenly yelled to the sky. Under everyone’s watchful eyes, a western dragon came flying through the sky...

It was a flying dragon with wings! It circled in the air, with ferocious fangs, a bloodthirsty maw, and solid, terrifying muscles, making those below sense a dangerous aura.

"This, this young man in white is actually a powerful Dragon Knight!"

Someone was the first to cry out. It was known what a formidable existence a powerful Dragon Knight could be.

"What! This kid who hasn’t even grown all his hair yet is a Flying Dragon Knight too?" In the shadows, Situ Mingzheng widened his eyes, unbelieving as he watched the spectacle. Earlier, during their battle, if...

The appearance of the Flying Dragon immediately stirred excitement and upheaval across the scene.

Because this young man in white was actually a powerful Dragon Knight! When previously fighting Situ Mingzheng, he hadn’t used his Flying Dragon, but now that it appeared, the whole scene was in an uproar, making it quite possible that with his Flying Dragon, the entire battle would greatly change.

"Swoosh!"

Hua Tianfeng was the first to strike, wielding a ghostly cold blade in his hand, its Sword Radiance sharp, cutting toward Lin Zifeng like a bamboo splitting. If struck by this blade, survival would be nearly impossible.

Lin Zifeng quickly retreated, then, under the young man in white’s summons, the Flying Dragon in the sky dove down, its target locked onto Lin Zifeng.

Three powerful opponents plus a Flying Dragon; Lin Zifeng had to face them cautiously. After all, he had never encountered a Flying Dragon, which looked like a giant lizard, extremely ugly yet powerful in size and strength. Compared to the legendary Eastern Divine Dragon, it was absolute hideousness incarnate.

The Flying Dragon descended, spreading its sharp claws toward Lin Zifeng, who struck out fiercely with a punch, colliding with the dragon’s claws.

"Clang!" The Flying Dragon’s sharp claws were like steel, and although Lin Zifeng’s punch landed, it did not gain any advantage whatsoever under its claws.

"Roar!"

The Flying Dragon roared downward, its fine steel-like claws tearing down. Lin Zifeng dodged accordingly, crack... the hard ground’s stones were shattered, and then, the Flying Dragon lunged forward.

Its fine steel scales glinted in the sunlight, dazzling Lin Zifeng’s eyes.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."

The burly man, having suffered a huge loss, felt displeased, rushing forward quickly, swinging an Iron Fist in another direct punch, trying to urgently regain his lost face.

"Courting death!" Lin Zifeng was enraged. Even this giant insect-like lizard was attempting to scratch him. Did it truly think he was a soft persimmon, to be squeezed by anyone?

"Bang!"

Dominantly, he punched upward, hitting directly against the Flying Dragon’s belly.

"Aow aow~"

The Flying Dragon roared up to the sky, indescribably painful, and in the face of Lin Zifeng’s dominant punch, even if the dragon scales were thicker, they still couldn’t defend against such power.

"Heartbreaking!" The young man in white bled with heartache, as that Flying Dragon was something he had caught with much effort in the Demon Beast Forest. In truth, he wasn’t a true Dragon Knight, just an ordinary Dragon Tamer who raised this massive, dung-like lizard.

"I’m going to kill you!"

Seeing his beloved mount painfully shrieking from a single blow, the young man in white, like an angry lion, rushed at Lin Zifeng.

"Humph, kid, you’re too green, go back and drink milk for another two years first." Lin Zifeng smiled widely, his hands moving. Just as the young man in white approached, the void seemed to be manipulated by an invisible force, making him unable to control his own body, as if something was stuck.

"How could this be?"

The young man in white’s face changed dramatically. Not only was his body beyond his control, even the previous burly man felt the same—like something was immobilizing them. What terrified them most was that there seemed to be a heavy force in the air pressing on them, making breathing difficult.

The pressure was immense.

"What’s going on? Why is my body like this?" The burly man was so frantic that cold sweat poured down his forehead. This was Lin Zifeng’s Space Gravity Ability. Once in his Domain Ability, movement became impossible, as if someone had imprisoned them.

"Yah~"

At this moment, Hua Tianfeng swooped down, trying to deliver a fatal blow to Lin Zifeng. Lin Zifeng suddenly raised his head, his eyes blasting out two substantive cold rays, and he punched into the sky.

"Boom!"

Hua Tianfeng only saw darkness before her eyes, as a strong energy separated her body, finally blasting her forcefully out of the Martial Arts Arena, crashing heavily into a pile of scattered debris.

"Cough~"

Covering her chest as she got up, Hua Tianfeng spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, her eyes reflecting deathly light. This punch wasn’t lightly injurious, and she saw a hand resembling a dragon—Gray Dragon Hand—that sent her flying.

This was Lin Zifeng’s Gray Dragon Hand, just about adequate for dealing with someone at Hua Tianfeng’s level of power.

"Bang, bang!"

Then, Lin Zifeng swung two more punches, sending the young man in white and the burly man flying out of the Martial Arts Arena like rubber balls.

The dragon circling in the sky descended rapidly, trying to deliver a fatal strike to Lin Zifeng.

"Great Lizard, it’s over!" Lin Zifeng had lost interest in playing with them anymore. With a covering hand, boom, a Gray Dragon Hand snapped the diving Flying Dragon, sending it crashing heavily onto the Martial Arts Arena, gouging a big pit into the earth.

At this moment, Lin Zifeng stood like a War God on the scene, and regardless of whether it was on or off the stage, everyone was stunned into silence by his performance, leaving them feeling that even talking was redundant.

Silence! An eerie silence! The entire scene was so silent that it was almost frightening.

Even the National Guardian Martial God, Situ Mingzheng, and Dongfang Ziyue, all were left too stunned by Lin Zifeng’s performance to know how to move their mouths.

"Are we still playing?" Lin Zifeng broke the silence.