Instant Kill

"Pretty arrogant."

Inside the martial arts hall, in a corner of the practice field.

Watching Xu Dongtai's provocative gestures, Chen Feng remained expressionless, silently loosening his joints on the spot.

He could feel the gazes of many people, and also detect the mockery and pity quietly cast his way by Zheng Qiang and Yu Shan.

But

beneath his powerful will, he only felt an unprecedented calm in his heart.

Not a single ripple stirred in his mind, even causing the colors and sounds of the world before him to become clearer.

Until finally, he clearly heard Coach Lu announce the start of the assessment.

At last, together with all the other trainees, he stood in the open center of the practice field.

"The white lines on all four sides mark the boundary. A two-hundred-square-meter dueling space."

"Those who step out are eliminated. Those who surrender are eliminated."

"Combat is limited to unarmed techniques only. No other restrictions!"

As the rules were declared, the free-for-all assessment officially began.

In an instant, most trainees wore tense expressions, warily eyeing the figures around them.

Until a certain moment, accompanied by a dull thud.

Bang!

Someone struck first, knocking one person to the ground on the spot and sending them flying out of the white-line area.

"Damn it!"

"Fight!"

Curses and angry shouts erupted, and the practice field descended into chaos.

Ganging up, one-on-one.

Dodging, counterattacking.

Chen Feng stood at the edge, his eyes tracing each and every figure that flashed past.

Through the gaps, he personally saw Xu Dongtai kick several people flying, clearing out an entire zone.

At the same time, he also detected the malicious gaze cast down at him from that direction, as well as Zheng Qiang and Yu Shan, who were now charging at him together.

"Let's take him out together!"

Zheng Qiang's eyes were vicious as he lunged forward, his bronze-colored skin making him seem indestructible.

Beside him, Yu Shan had a sturdier build, only slightly inferior to Xu Dongtai, a full one meter eighty-three tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back.

Tap tap tap!

The sound of footsteps rapidly closed in. Both were minor experts approaching Amateur Fourth Dan, and together they were enough to crush most people.

One rushed forward with a punch, the other circled around to grab his waist.

Attacked from both sides, Chen Feng was left with no retreat.

"Not easy to break free."

Coach Lu below the field narrowed his gaze, quietly focusing on Chen Feng.

Likewise, the three members of the assessment panel, including Cao Tong, also keenly noticed this coordinated assault and turned their attention to the black-clothed youth facing away from them.

In an instant, beneath each and every gaze.

Chen Feng merely lifted his eyes calmly.

Then

Bang!!!

Twisting his body into a side kick, the later move struck first.

His thick right leg shot out like a javelin, fierce and unmatched, landing squarely in Zheng Qiang's abdomen.

A dull explosion rang out, and everyone froze.

When they steadied their gaze, they could see Zheng Qiang's eyeballs bulging, bloodshot veins bursting forth.

His entire person's body left the ground in an instant, arms and legs thrust forward, waist and back bent backward, nearly curled up like a shrimp.

Bang!!!

The figure flew backward, even knocking over two trainees who were in the middle of fighting.

Seeing this, Coach Lu's eyes widened slightly, and Cao Tong and the other two below the stage also raised their eyebrows.

"Not good!"

Yu Shan's face changed drastically, but the arrow had been loosed and there was no turning back.

In the blink of an eye, he could only grit his teeth and press forward, reaching out from behind, trying to bear-hug Chen Feng's waist and drag him to the ground.

But the next second.

He saw Chen Feng, at the moment of his side kick, borrow the momentum to turn, his cold gaze sweeping over.

The thick right arm faintly showed bulging veins, the black short sleeve stretched taut and swelling.

Then, a large hand shot out, at an even more ferocious speed, instantly grabbing his arm and shoulder.

Suffocating, brutal.

The moment their eyes met, Yu Shan felt a chill in his heart.

Before he could come to his senses, he saw Chen Feng sink his center of gravity, drive power from his waist and back, his spine tensing.

Shua!

The burly Yu Shan left the ground, spinning through the air.

Then.

Dong!!!

He crashed onto the ground, a heavy, echoing thud.

A magnificent shoulder throw appeared, his proficiency in Judo laid bare.

In an instant, Coach Lu's eyes went wide, and Cao Tong below the stage was even more stunned, feeling a trace of familiarity.

"No!!"

Yu Shan roared in anger. Though the fall had left him dizzy and dazed, he still tried to resist.

But the next second.

He saw a pair of large hands reach out, pressing down on his face with irresistible force.

The world before his eyes went pitch black, leaving only Chen Feng's right arm, veins bulging, as he suddenly shoved downward.

Peng!!

His head collided violently with the floor, the entire practice field shaking from the impact.

In an instant, the remaining trainees stood frozen, eyes wide.

Even the others who were still fighting stopped their movements, staring over in shock.

"A m-monster, right?"

"S-s-sec, he's done?"

"How is it possible?"

Trembling voices sounded. Zhou Xin couldn't help but swallow his saliva, cold sweat breaking out on his face as he took a step back.

That step back just happened to bump into Xu Dongtai, making him shiver. He turned his head to look.

Cold, half-lidded.

The originally dismissive gaze had gained a sliver of seriousness, but it still radiated a strong confidence.

"Dong Ge will definitely win."

The thought flashed through his mind, and Zhou Xin suddenly regained some courage.

His expression shifted subtly. He wanted to use this opportunity to stir up the others and gang up on Chen Feng together.

But the next second.

He saw the other party walking toward him and Xu Dongtai with steady, unhurried steps.

"This should end."

The calm tone carried no discernible emotion.

Focusing his gaze, he saw the robust young man in the black short sleeve looking at the two of them with an indifferent expression.

"It really should end."

Xu Dongtai sneered coldly, stepping forward as well.

Tap tap!

Tap tap!

Footsteps echoed as he gathered all his strength.

The tempering of the secret medicine, the enhancement of his physique.

The formidable power close to Amateur Seventh Dan, and a natural physical talent that was no worse than anyone else's!

In an instant, looking at Chen Feng's deliberately calm face, Xu Dongtai suddenly felt a trace of disdain.

Just a nobody with no background. He thought that learning some Judo would let him compete for the core spot?

Suddenly, his gaze turned fierce. The distance between them was down to the last three meters.

A surge of malice rising in his heart, Xu Dongtai immediately quickened his pace, sinking his center of gravity.

Three meters, two meters, one meter.

Until the final moment, the instant their eyes met.

The distance closed to nothing. The burly Xu Dongtai looked down from above, raising his right arm thick as a spear.

Veins bulging, he unleashed his most peak punch!

Hum!

The air trembled, the wind howled.

But yet, Chen Feng stood his ground, neither dodging nor evading.

"He's not dodging?"

"Is he asking to die?"

The crowd gasped. Lin Hao narrowed his eyes.

Some even held their breath, as if they could already see Chen Feng struck down, spitting blood.

Until the next second.

Slap!

An ordinary left palm stopped midair, catching the fist.

The berserk force poured out, but Chen Feng's body stood rooted, unmoving.

"This!"

The watching trainees' eyes went wide. Xu Dongtai's expression flickered with a moment of shock.

"How can—"

Before the incredulous words could leave his mouth.

Boom!!!

A fist wind erupted. A far swifter fist shadow bloomed in the air.

Blood surged within his body. His heart pounded wildly under the gaze of thousands.

Burning, boiling!

His gaze cold as ice, Chen Feng mobilized every ounce of strength in his body and threw a straightforward, honest punch.

Thud!

!!

The punch landed—a clean hit to the jaw.

Over 130 kg of striking force, the berserk power of an amateur eighth-dan.

A tooth flew out, stained with blood, visible to the naked eye. Xu Dongtai's burly body swayed slightly.

Stomp!

Finally, his footing gave way.

He dropped to one knee, then collapsed weakly onto the ground.

Thump!

Like a boulder toppling, the fall was heavy and dull.

The practice field fell into dead silence. Everyone's eyes were wide.

Seeing this, Zhou Xin, standing farther off, turned pale. Cold sweat dripped down.

Then, as Chen Feng cast a cold glance his way.

His body trembled, his legs gave out.

With a thump, he collapsed on the spot.