A Clean and Decisive Victory

Seeing that the person opposite him wasn't Liu Yi, the man he'd specifically called out, Yue Feng's expression turned cold. He looked at Lin Dong with a hint of mockery and sneered.

"Kid, you've got some nerve."

As he spoke, Yue Feng raised a hand, and a dark-red spear appeared in his grasp. He turned his wrist, twirling the spear into several blossoms. It was obvious he was skilled with it.

Facing the spear in Yue Feng's hands, Lin Dong made no move. He simply stood there in silence, causing Yue Feng's expression to darken.

As the young master of the Blood Wolf Gang, Yue Feng was exceedingly arrogant. His strength ranked among the best of his generation, and aside from the man from the City Lord's Mansion, no one could reliably defeat him. He was also exceptionally proud.

Now Lin Dong was treating him with such contempt that he hadn't even drawn a weapon. In Yue Feng's eyes, it was no different from a provocation.

The referee waited a few moments. Seeing that Lin Dong didn't seem intent on taking out a weapon, he immediately announced,

"The second match begins!"

As soon as the referee finished speaking, Yue Feng swung his spear and charged at Lin Dong.

Yue Feng flicked his spear, and several spear images shot out at once, stabbing toward Lin Dong's vital points.

Yue Feng's spear technique was indeed impressive. An ordinary opponent faced with such an assault would likely have been intimidated and focused only on defending, losing the initiative in the process.

But Yue Feng's opponent was Lin Dong. The spear images came thick and fast, yet they couldn't escape Lin Dong's Spiritual Power.

As Yue Feng thrust his spear toward him, Lin Dong neither dodged nor drew a weapon to meet it. Instead, he closed in and, at the moment Yue Feng attacked, slapped the shaft of the spear with pinpoint accuracy.

"Bang!"

Lin Dong unleashed all the Primal Energy of his mid-stage Heavenly Yuan Realm cultivation with that blow, sending it into the spear. Yue Feng's hands shook, and he nearly lost his grip.

Seeing that his blow hadn't knocked the spear from Yue Feng's hands, Lin Dong almost instinctively followed the combat techniques Cang Wu had taught him, turning his hand and hammering down with a fist.

"Smack!"

The downward punch landed directly on the spear shaft, sending Yue Feng staggering back several steps. The spear in his hands trembled violently and nearly fell.

Unfortunately, as Lin Dong had struck the spear with his arm, he'd hurt himself instead. He grimaced in pain and couldn't follow up immediately.

The sight left not only Xia Wanjin, Xuan Su, and the others dumbfounded, but also Little Marten in the Ancestral Stone Space, who shook his head and blurted out,

"Lin Dong, are you stupid? You've never trained your body, yet you're using your bare hands to smash someone else's weapon? Good thing it wasn't a Spirit Treasure, or you'd have wrecked that hand of yours."

Even Cang Wu was stunned. He'd taught countless powerful fighters. Lin Dong wasn't the most talented when it came to combat, but he was certainly among the best. Otherwise, Cang Wu wouldn't have taken such an interest in him.

But among all the geniuses Cang Wu had taught, Lin Dong was the first who seemed to have no sense at all.

"Are you really that dense? If your body can't take the impact, why not use Devouring Power to protect your arm beforehand and disperse the force?"

"Thank you for the advice, senior."

Lin Dong answered with an awkward chuckle and shook his arm hard. Fortunately, he practiced Tong Bei Quan often, so his arms were good at taking hits and enduring pain.

Still, he took note of Little Marten's comment about body training. For now, though, he had to deal with this guy first.

After tightening his grip on the spear, Yue Feng looked at Lin Dong with greater wariness. He'd nearly lost his weapon, which had made him much more cautious. He no longer took the initiative.

Seeing that Yue Feng wasn't attacking, Lin Dong didn't hesitate either. He seized an opening and rushed forward.

When Yue Feng saw Lin Dong trying to engage him at close range, he naturally wasn't going to let him have his way. He flicked his spear, sending a mass of spear images thrusting toward Lin Dong once more.

Lin Dong simply reached out and grabbed the spear at a point where its force was weakest. It was still powerful, but Devouring Power in his palm dispersed most of the force. What remained posed no problem for him.

Lin Dong caught the spear in one hand, startling Yue Feng again. Yue Feng tried to yank it back and retreat, but the spear seemed stuck to Lin Dong's palm. No matter how hard he pulled, it wouldn't budge.

Yue Feng was shocked, but Lin Dong naturally wouldn't miss such an opportunity. He pressed forward and swung a punch with his other hand.

Seeing Lin Dong attack, Yue Feng could only release the spear and raise his hand to meet him. Lin Dong let go of the spear as well, then attacked Yue Feng with both hands.

"Clang!"

The spear fell to the ground, but no one paid it any mind. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two fighters, exchanging blows as they grappled.

Though the two were locked in close combat, many of those present had reached Lesser Perfection or Great Perfection in the Yuan Dan Realm, so they could clearly follow the fight.

"He's going to win!"

Xuan Su said with a light laugh. Xia Zhilan, standing beside her, immediately relaxed. Her eyes shone as she looked at Lin Dong.

Watching Lin Dong, a mid-stage Heavenly Yuan Realm fighter, dominate Yue Feng, who had already reached the late stage, Xia Wanjin was delighted, yet couldn't help feeling surprised.

"Xuan Su, where did you find this genius? His combat skills are truly impressive. With only mid-stage Heavenly Yuan Realm strength, he can still overpower most late-stage Heavenly Yuan Realm fighters."

As a Primal Core Realm Great Perfection expert, Xia Wanjin had exceptionally keen powers of observation. He'd watched long enough to understand Lin Dong's method: he targeted his opponent's weaknesses.

It sounded simple enough. Everyone knew the principle. But identifying an opponent's weaknesses was extremely difficult, especially when you had to attack without exposing your own.

While Xia Wanjin, Xuan Su, and the others were beaming, Yue Shan's expression across from them was far worse. The aura around him had grown heavy, as if he were considering stepping in.

The referee seemed to notice the change in Yue Shan's aura and turned to look at him. Yue Shan caught himself and took a deep breath, but the anger that had just subsided surged up again a moment later.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, one of the two fighters locked in combat was sent flying and crashed heavily to the ground. It was none other than Yue Feng.

"Second match goes to the Wanjin Merchant Association!"

The contest was best of three, and the Wanjin Merchant Association had already won the first two matches. There was no need to hold the third.

"Master Yue Shan, thank you for letting us win!"

Xia Wanjin said with a genial smile. Yue Shan might not have been willing to accept defeat, but he had no choice. With the referee present, he could hardly dispute the result. He gave Lin Dong a long, hard look, then led his people away without a word.