Chapter 388: Chapter 387: Terrifying Killing Intent_1
"Just you?" Xiang Feng sneered, his eyes brimming with more scorn than ever.
"Xiang Feng, don’t underestimate him. This lad won the Martial World Conference; he must have some skills."
Li Wushuang had nearly suffered at Xu Ruoyan’s hands, so he was now extra cautious, harboring some apprehension toward Ling Chen.
"Why are you worried?" Xiang Feng was utterly unconcerned. "That girl was only tough to handle because she carried the power of the Moon General. Are you scared of this kid too? If this continues, your Iron Finger Sect will end up with a reputation for cowardice in the Jianghu!"
"You make some sense."
Li Wushuang nodded, his last shred of apprehension vanishing. Indeed, Xu Ruoyan would have lost to him long ago if it weren’t for the power of the Moon General. Under normal circumstances, the younger generation could never be their match.
"Kid, do you wish to play the hero and save the damsel in distress? I’ll have my fun with this little girl right in front of you, make her scream with such pleasure she’ll wish for death, and then I’ll send you both to the Netherworld. How does that sound?" Xiang Feng grinned, walking towards Ling Chen with his Giant Hammer slung over his shoulder.
"I’m afraid you won’t get the chance."
A glint flashed in Ling Chen’s eyes. In the next moment, his True Qi exploded within him and, bolstered by the Ancient Saint King Battle Technique, it escalated to the level of a Second Realm Grandmaster.
"Humph, what a futile effort."
Xiang Feng snorted. To him, it made no difference whether Ling Chen was a First Realm Grandmaster or a Second Realm Grandmaster. Both were mere fodder for his hammer.
"Shaking Mountain Hammer!"
Roaring like a raging Barbarian Bull, cold ferocity erupted in Xiang Feng’s eyes. He soared high into the air and then brought the weighty Giant Hammer down in a vicious strike, sparks flashing as the terrifying force fell like Mount Tai.
"Breaking Gold Finger!"
At the same time Xiang Feng swung his Giant Hammer at Ling Chen, Li Wushuang attacked from the air, pointing a finger toward Ling Chen’s back.
They were attacking Ling Chen from both sides, leaving him nowhere to go. Whether he moved forward or backward, he would face a double strike.
Li Wushuang was unhappy about teaming up with Xiang Feng to deal with a junior. Both of them were powerhouses ranked among the top forty on the Young Master List. He had strong self-esteem, but now was not the time to consider his pride. The most urgent task was to quickly eliminate Ling Chen.
Despite facing a pincer attack, Ling Chen remained still, showing no sign of dodging.
Has he been scared silly? Xiang Feng assumed Ling Chen had been terrified by his assault. As his contempt deepened, a smirk curled at the corner of his mouth. He looked forward to seeing his hammer blow scatter Ling Chen into dust.
BOOM!
The Giant Hammer brutally smashed into the ground, sending tremors through the earth. The force of the impact cracked and splintered the earth, creating several wide fissures.
Li Wushuang’s eyes narrowed. Did I hit him? If Ling Chen had been hit by such an attack, it would have been impossible for him to survive. He must already be a corpse by now. Or perhaps, nothing would even be left of his corpse.
A grin crept onto Li Wushuang’s face.
However, in the next moment, a figure emerged from the dust cloud over the sunken ground.
It was Ling Chen. He had actually remained in place, unmoving, his Thunder Shadow Sword plunged into the ground before him.
Li Wushuang’s mouth fell open. How is this possible? How could he be unscathed after bearing the brunt of our pincer attack?!
At that moment, a Blood Qi Shield materialized around Ling Chen. It was as though the shield had condensed from deadly energies. Despite the bombardment, it remained unbroken, without even a single crack.
Xiang Feng’s expression turned serious. This kid is strange, he thought. His hammer strike could have smashed those ranked lower on the Young Master List into pulp, yet Ling Chen had weathered it with remarkable calmness.
The younger generation, even the champion of the Martial World Conference, could absolutely not possess such tyrannical strength.
"As I said before, there will be two vacant spots on the Young Master List after today."
Cold light flashed in Ling Chen’s eyes. With a flick of the Thunder Shadow Sword in his hand, a Blood Colored Gale whirled out from him, sweeping through the passage like a storm.
The Blood Colored Gale carried a frightening killing intent. As it whipped around Xiang Feng and Li Wushuang, it felt like countless sharp swords piercing their minds, giving them a chilling sensation.
Xiang Feng and Li Wushuang both paled. Terrifying! What level of killing intent is this! They had met many warriors who carried killing intent; those who had slain many foes naturally emitted such an aura. The more people they killed, the stronger this aura became, eventually forming an oppressive force-field around them.
They had encountered warriors with such overwhelming auras before, but none had ever influenced them like this. This killing intent stifled them with such terror that it made them feel dread and apprehension.
Li Wushuang’s face turned pale. How many people would one have to kill to cultivate such frightening killing intent? he wondered. If this were someone with weaker willpower, they would have already been consumed by the killing intent, spiraling into madness.
Xiang Feng shook his head. Impossible! This kid is just seventeen. How many could he have killed? The killing intent Ling Chen exuded must have been honed by slaughtering at least several hundred thousand people. But where could Ling Chen have found several hundred thousand people to kill? If he had indeed taken so many lives, he would have long since been on the Five Kingdoms’ most-wanted list.
"I understand! This kid must have received the Blood General’s inheritance, which is why he’s so strong!" Li Wushuang’s eyes suddenly lit up as he exclaimed in surprise.
Among the Four Great Generals of Yun, the Blood General’s infamy was historic. He was said to have slain 400,000 people in a single battle, earning him the fearsome title of ’Man-Slaughterer’.
This killing intent, Li Wushuang mused, it could only have originated from the Blood General!
So, that’s how it is! Understanding finally dawned in Xiang Feng’s eyes, but his expression immediately grew somber. I can’t believe this cursed pair had such good luck! One obtained the power of the Moon General, and the other received the Blood General’s inheritance! Dammit! I’ll kill them both and seize their inheritances! he fumed internally.
"Do you believe you still have a chance?" Ling Chen asked, his expression impassive, his tone calm.
"You’re quite arrogant, kid. The Blood General’s inheritance is wasted in your hands, like pearls cast before swine!"
Xiang Feng sneered unrelentingly. "With your limited abilities, how much of its true power can you actually harness? I say it’s all just a bluff!"