Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 116: Unclear explanation

The rest of the Nine Emperors Pavilion's people quickly dispersed, like a pack of well-trained hunting dogs, carefully searching every corner of this rugged area.

Lin Feng, however, knew that in this dangerous situation, remaining in one place for too long would be tantamount to seeking death. Even though he believed the Chu family's current threat to him was limited, caution was always the key to survival. After settling Xu Tian, ​​Lin Feng quietly turned back, feeling a sense of trepidation and caution.

As he approached his original location, his heart sank. He saw the Nine Emperor Pavilion's personnel methodically conducting a search. Their serious and focused faces made Lin Feng realize instantly that his whereabouts had been exposed.

At this moment, Lin Feng was alone, his eyes quickly sweeping over the crowd. The Nine Emperor Pavilion had dispatched a magnificent lineup, six high-ranking Grandmasters, twenty sixth-grade Grandmasters, and the fifth-grade Grandmaster among them, Lin Feng immediately recognized as Chu Feng, the Great Elder of the Chu Family.

After a brief moment of deliberation, Lin Feng chose not to quietly leave. He knew clearly that if he didn't explain everything clearly, the Nine Emperor Pavilion's men would pursue him relentlessly, like a thorn in his flesh, with no peace to rest. So, Lin Feng took a deep breath, calmed himself, and emerged from his hiding place with determined steps.

"Master Man, please listen to me." Lin Feng's voice sounded firm and clear in the howling sea breeze.

Man Jiawen heard the voice and turned his head sharply, his eyes piercing Lin Feng like a sharp sword. His brows were furrowed, his face full of suspicion and vigilance. "Hmph, you little brat, what do you have to say?"

Lin Feng's expression was calm, his eyes clear. "Master Man, I am definitely not a remnant of the Demon Cult. To be honest, I am also tracking down the whereabouts of the remnants of the Demon Cult. The real remnant of the Demon Cult is Wang Taiming."

"Ridiculous!" A sixth-rank Grandmaster from the Nine Emperors Pavilion shouted with his eyes wide open, "Do you think you can get away with this by making up such a lie?"

Lin Feng said anxiously: "Every word is true, there is absolutely no falsehood. I hope Master Man will understand."

However, the people in Jiuhuang Pavilion were not moved at all, and their eyes were full of distrust and hostility.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, let's catch him first!" Someone shouted, and everyone from the Jiuhuang Pavilion rushed forward in an instant and surrounded Lin Feng.

Seeing that his explanation had no effect, Lin Feng secretly groaned inwardly, regretting that he should not have come out so rashly to explain. But now that things had come to this, there was no turning back.

Man Jiawen was the first to strike. His figure was as fast as lightning, and he instantly rushed towards Lin Feng. His fists whistled with the force of a tidal wave. Lin Feng's eyes focused, and he dodged to the side, while simultaneously punching back.

Their fists collided in mid-air, creating a dull thud, like a thunderbolt from a clear sky. Man Jiawen felt a powerful recoil and was startled. "This kid's strength has increased so dramatically! He must have practiced some evil cult technique!"

Lin Feng looked helpless: "Master Man, this is a complete misunderstanding. My strength has increased for another reason."

Man Jiawen refused to listen. He roared, his moves becoming more and more fierce, attacking Lin Feng like a hurricane. Lin Feng did not dare to be careless and focused on responding.

At this moment, the other Grandmasters of the Nine Emperors Pavilion also joined the battle. For a moment, the true energy surged, the light shone everywhere, and the entire battlefield seemed like chaos.

Lin Feng and Man Jiawen exchanged blows and kicks, each collision unleashing a powerful wave of energy. Man Jiawen's punches were incredibly powerful, each one carrying a killing blow. Lin Feng, on the other hand, used his agile movements and clever moves to neutralize his opponent's attacks, while simultaneously searching for opportunities to counterattack.

"Bang!" The two men punched each other again, and the powerful force made them each take several steps back.

Man Jiawen's face was gloomy, his eyes were filled with anger: "Boy, you can't escape today!"

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and persisted, his clothes soaked with sweat: "Master Man, you really misunderstood!"

But Man Jiawen didn't listen at all and pounced on him again.

Seeing this, the twenty sixth-grade masters also rushed towards Lin Feng like a tide. Lin Feng was instantly surrounded, with enemies attacking from all directions.

Lin Feng's eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle's, his feet planted firmly on the ground like nails. At the critical moment, he quickly dodged Man Jiawen's thunderous punch. Man Jiawen's fist grazed the corner of Lin Feng's clothes, and the gust of wind it brought with it scratched Lin Feng's cheek like a sharp blade, even leaving a few tiny bloodstains.

"Hmph, brat, let's see how long you can hide!" Man Jiawen roared, his voice like rolling thunder, and then he launched another flying kick, the wind whirring and swooping, like a fierce dragon rushing straight at Lin Feng. His leg muscles tensed, veins bulging, every inch of his strength concentrated in this kick.

Lin Feng's steps were nimble, like a leaf dancing in the wind, as he glided back lightly, narrowly avoiding the attack once again. However, a slight bead of sweat formed on his forehead, trickling down his resolute face and dripping into the dust beneath his feet. Facing such a formidable foe, he dared not slack off even a little, and his breathing became slightly rapid.

At this point, the other Grandmasters of the Nine Emperors Pavilion could no longer hold back and joined the fray. For a moment, fists and kicks crisscrossed around Lin Feng, piercing the air with sharp whistling sounds.

A sixth-rank master took the opportunity to attack Lin Feng from behind. He clenched his fist, a powerful energies condensing in it, and charged straight at Lin Feng's back. His ferocious expression seemed to have seen the tragic scene of Lin Feng being struck. His eyes were filled with viciousness and greed, as if this single blow would bring him great success.

Lin Feng seemed to have eyes on his back. At the critical moment, he spun around and caught the punch with his palm. However, the powerful impact still made him step back a few steps, and his foot left a deep mark on the ground. His arm trembled slightly, and a sharp pain shot through his palm, as if his bones were about to shatter.

"Damn it!" Lin Feng growled, a fierce look flashing in his eyes. He instantly adjusted his posture and took the initiative to attack, rushing towards the sneak attacking Sixth-Rank Grandmaster. His speed was so fast that it was like a flash of lightning across the night sky, and his figure became blurred.

He raised his fist, striking the opponent with a whirring sound. The sixth-rank master hurriedly blocked, crossing his arms over his chest.

With a resounding "bang!", the two's powers collided. The Sixth-Rank Grandmaster felt a surge of force, his body involuntarily flying backwards, and he fell heavily to the ground. A cloud of dust rose up, and his face instantly turned pale, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. His arm bones cracked, clearly broken.

Before Lin Feng could even catch his breath, two more Grandmasters attacked from both sides. The Grandmaster on the left wielded a long sword, its blade gleaming with a cold light as it slashed towards Lin Feng's neck. The blade's momentum was so swift that it threatened to sever Lin Feng's head. The blade gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and each swing brought a sharp, air-piercing sound.