"Cut the crap!"
"I want to see what you, the Vigorous God of Essential Balm, are really made of!"
Before he had even finished speaking, rage completely ignited Lei Yun's eyes.
The arcs of electricity coiled around his body were no longer mere decorations. They transformed into truly violent lightning serpents, crazily darting across his skin!
The lights in the conference room began to flicker, and a pungent burnt smell spread through the air.
"Zzt—!"
In his right palm, a dazzling sphere of blue lightning rapidly condensed at a visible speed. The terrifying energy fluctuations made the surrounding metal walls emit strained humming sounds.
"Not good!"
From the corner, a team member cried out in alarm and instinctively took half a step back.
"It's the Lei family's Thunderclap Palm! He's getting serious!"
"Damn! Its power is even fiercer than the rumors said!"
The team member beside him stared fixedly at that destructive ball of lightning, both nervous and excited.
"I heard he used this move to blast straight through the defenses of the D-Class urban legend, the Gargoyle! That thing's stone hide was tough enough to withstand armor-piercing rounds!"
"This kid's dead for sure. Once that palm comes down, they won't even be able to piece his corpse back together..."
Amid the crowd's horrified discussion, Lei Yun's aura climbed to its peak.
He seemed to transform into the sovereign of lightning. Carrying the force of ten thousand bolts of thunder, he stepped forward, and the hard alloy floor beneath his foot cracked into a web-like pattern!
"Get down!"
Accompanied by deafening thunder, that lightning palm capable of shattering steel slammed toward Qin Feng's chest!
Everyone thought Qin Feng would summon his armament to withstand it head-on, or dodge in a miserable scramble.
However, Qin Feng stood where he was without moving an inch.
He even had the leisure to brush nonexistent dust from his collar.
In his eyes, the energy structure in Lei Yun's palm was like a block tower haphazardly built by a three-year-old. It looked imposing and intimidating, but its core was unstable, riddled with fatal flaws.
"Flashy but useless."
Qin Feng scoffed inwardly.
He had a treasure mountain before him, yet did not know how to excavate it. What a waste.
Not only did he refrain from summoning the scissors or pistol, the black tattoo of the D-Class Legendary Armament [Gluttony Stomach] on his left wrist flashed with an almost imperceptible glimmer in its pupils.
Then, he slowly raised his right hand and spread his fingers.
The movement was unhurried and lazy. He did not look like he was facing an enemy at all, but rather like he was waiting for a waiter to serve an exquisite dessert.
"He's crazy! He's going to take it with his bare body?!"
A young team member was so frightened that he nearly cried out.
"Quick! Tell the medical team to prepare the defibrillator!"
In that instant, just as the violent lightning palm was about to touch Qin Feng's chest—
An invisible, exquisite suction force, like a black hole, flashed from Qin Feng's palm.
It carried no earth-shaking momentum. It merely hooked precisely onto the most fragile energy node within Lei Yun's palm strike, then gave it a gentle tug.
The force was as light as flicking a drop of morning dew from a flower petal.
"Pop."
The soft sound was like a soap bubble being pierced.
Lei Yun's unstoppable Thunderclap Palm, carrying the force of ten thousand bolts of lightning, was less than an inch from Qin Feng's chest when its condensed lightning suddenly seemed to have its skeleton ripped out. It violently caved inward before explosively bursting apart!
But the explosion did not surge forward. Instead, it scattered in every direction!
Countless tiny arcs turned into silver snakes, electrocuting the surrounding walls until sparks flew and crackled, yet not a single strand of Qin Feng's hair was touched.
The entire briefing room fell into deathly silence.
Everyone looked as though they had been frozen by a spell. Their mouths hung wide enough to fit an egg, their eyes bulged round, and they could not comprehend this scene that defied all common sense.
The Lei family's inherited ultimate art... had simply... fizzled out?
Qin Feng's right hand had already lightly pressed against Lei Yun's right palm before he could pull it back. He gave it a gentle pat, looking exactly like an old friend offering an encouraging high-five.
Looking at the other man's blank face, he asked with concern, "What's wrong? Is your low blood sugar acting up? Did you skip breakfast before leaving?"
"Look at how badly your hand is shaking. Early-stage Parkinson's?"
"Want me to buy you a bottle of nutritional drink to replenish yourself?"
Lei Yun stiffly lowered his head and looked at his empty palm, which still carried a faint tingling sensation. His mind went completely blank.
In that instant, all the power he had accumulated seemed to have been swallowed and digested by an invisible abyss, leaving not even the slightest residue behind.
The sensation of throwing his full-strength punch into cotton made him feel so stifled that he nearly coughed up blood.
And Qin Feng's calm expression, as though he were caring for a mentally disabled child, was an ultimate trampling of his dignity!
"No... that's impossible!" Lei Yun's voice trembled with extreme shock and humiliation. "You... what did you do?!"
"I didn't do anything."
Qin Feng innocently spread his hands.
"Your technique is just lacking. Your control over lightning is too poor, so your energy went out of control."
"Young man, have you been staying up too late recently? Kidney deficiency, perhaps?"
"I have a secret family remedy that specializes in treating weak vitality and kidney deficiency. Since we're colleagues, I'll give you a twenty percent discount."
"Pfft—"
Someone in the conference room finally could not hold back their laughter. Then, as though a fuse had been lit, suppressed snickers rose one after another.
"Holy shit, was the Thunder God... reverse-charged?"
"That palm looked like it could demolish a building, but it turned out to be a dud?"
"This Qin Feng is too strange... He definitely did something just now!"
Wang Jianguo's sharp eyes locked tightly onto Qin Feng. Everyone else had only seen the result, but with his peak Wenyan Realm perception, he had sensed an extremely brief flicker of "absolute darkness" in Qin Feng's palm. It had not felt like an attack, but more like... devouring.
Shen Bingyue frowned tightly.
What did this guy do? Why can't I see through it?
Lei Yun's face turned from white to green, then from green to purple, before finally becoming a savage iron-red.
Being humiliated like this in public hurt more than killing him!
"Impossible! You must have used some kind of bizarre tool!"
He roared hysterically, looking like a madman.
"If you've got the guts, stop using those dirty tricks and take another move from me!"
Before his words had even faded, even more violent lightning erupted from his body. He turned into a walking lightning storm, seemingly ready to burn away his reason and everything else!
"Lei Yun!"
Wang Jianguo's voice suddenly turned icy, carrying unquestionable authority.
"Enough!"
But Lei Yun, whose mind had already been overwhelmed by humiliation and rage, could no longer heed any warning.
Qin Feng looked at his ugly inability to accept defeat, shook his head, and casually delivered the final blow:
"Tsk, your mental resilience is this poor? If you can't afford to play, then don't play. Go home and cry to your mommy."
"Aaaah—! I'll kill you!"
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