Da Dou Shi Peak!

Lin Feng looked at him, fell silent for a moment, then slowly said:

"Da Dou Shi peak."

Zhao Wuji froze.

Da Dou Shi peak?

No!

Three months ago, he had heard of Lin Feng.

Back then, Lin Feng had just risen from being the Lin Family's worthless trash. He had supposedly reached the Dou Zhe realm? Or the Dou Shi realm?

In any case, it could not possibly have been that high.

But now—a Da Dou Shi at the peak?

From the Lin Family's initial test, to the later Lin Family sparring matches, and now the Tianxuan City competition.

Only nine months had passed in total!

"Impossible..." he muttered. "Nine months... Nine months from a shattered Dantian to the peak of Da Dou Shi? That's impossible..."

Lin Feng did not answer.

He turned and walked down from the Arena.

Behind him, the referee announced in a trembling voice:

"Round... Round Seven, Lin Feng wins!"

Beneath the stage, there was utter silence.

Then, even crazier cheers erupted than before!

"He defeated Zhao Wuji with one punch head-on! One punch head-on!"

"Zhao Wuji was an early-stage Da Dou Shi! Lin Feng beat him with one punch!"

"Wait... what did Zhao Wuji just say? Nine months?"

"Nine months ago, he was still worthless trash? How is that possible?"

In the stands, the leaders of the major factions who had originally remained perfectly composed could no longer sit still.

Zhao Shanhe, the head of the Zhao Family, abruptly rose to his feet. Staring at Lin Feng on the Arena, his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

"Nine months..." His voice was hoarse. "Nine months ago, this old man heard that name. The Lin Family's discarded young master, they said his Dantian had been completely shattered and his meridians severed. He was expelled from