Clean and Swift

Seeing that the person opposite wasn't Liu Yi, whom he had specifically called out, Yue Feng's expression turned cold. His gaze towards Lin Dong became more mocking as he sneered.

"Kid, you've got guts."

As he spoke, Yue Feng waved his hand, and a dark red spear appeared in his grasp. With a flick of his wrist, the spear danced, creating several blooming spear flowers, clearly indicating his mastery of spear techniques.

Facing the spear in Yue Feng's hand, Lin Dong made no move, simply standing there. This demeanor caused Yue Feng's expression to darken.

As the young master of the Blood Wolf Gang, Yue Feng was already extremely arrogant. His strength was exceptional among the younger generation; no one, except for the City Lord's son, could defeat him with certainty. He was exceptionally proud.

Now, Lin Dong's apparent disregard, not even drawing his weapon, was seen by Yue Feng as a blatant provocation.

The referee on the side waited for a few breaths. Seeing that Lin Dong had no intention of drawing his weapon, he immediately announced.

"The second match, begin!"

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

Yue Feng's spear trembled, instantly creating several spear shadows that darted towards Lin Dong's vital points.

Yue Feng's spear technique was indeed impressive. If it were anyone else, facing such an onslaught, they would likely be filled with fear and focus solely on defense, thus losing the initiative.

But fate decreed that Yue Feng's opponent was Lin Dong. Despite the dense spear shadows, they were nowhere to hide from Lin Dong's Spiritual Power.

As Yue Feng's spear struck, Lin Dong neither dodged nor drew a weapon to defend. Instead, he surged forward, seizing the moment of Yue Feng's attack, and precisely struck the spear shaft with his palm.

"Bang!"

With this palm strike, Lin Dong's Primal Energy, at the middle stage of the Heavenly Yuan Realm, erupted fully into the spear, causing Yue Feng's palms to tremble and nearly lose his grip on the weapon.

Seeing that the palm strike hadn't disarmed Yue Feng, Lin Dong, almost instinctively, followed the combat techniques taught by Cang Wu and pressed down with a fist.

"Crack!"

This downward fist strike landed directly on the spear shaft, forcing Yue Feng back several steps. The spear in his hand vibrated intensely, almost falling out.

Unfortunately, Lin Dong himself winced in pain from striking the spear with his arm, preventing him from launching an immediate follow-up attack.

This scene not only stunned Xia Wanjin, Xuan Su, and the others watching but even Little Marten within the Ancestral Stone Space shook his head and exclaimed.

"Lin Dong, are you an idiot? You dare to smash someone's weapon with your bare body without practicing physical cultivation? Luckily, that wasn't some spiritual treasure, or you might have crippled that hand of yours."

Even Cang Wu was taken aback. He had taught countless powerful individuals. While Lin Dong's combat talent wasn't the absolute strongest, it was definitely top-tier, which was why Cang Wu had bothered to mentor him.

Among all the geniuses Cang Wu had taught, Lin Dong was the first when it came to a lack of brains.

"Are you that stupid? If your body can't take the force, why didn't you use your Devouring Power to protect your arm beforehand and dissipate the impact?"

"Thank you for your guidance, senior."

Lin Dong chuckled and replied, shaking his arm vigorously. Fortunately, his frequent practice of Tong Bei Quan had given his arms good resilience and pain tolerance.

However, in his heart, Lin Dong took note of Little Marten's mention of body cultivation. But for now, he needed to deal with this opponent.

After gripping his spear tightly, Yue Feng's gaze towards Lin Dong held a newfound wariness. Having nearly lost his weapon, he became much more cautious and no longer attacked first.

Seeing Yue Feng's hesitation, Lin Dong didn't hesitate either. Seizing an opportunity, he surged forward.

Yue Feng, seeing Lin Dong attempting to engage in close combat, naturally wouldn't allow it. He flicked his spear, and a flurry of spear shadows once again lunged towards Lin Dong.

Lin Dong directly raised his hand and grabbed the spear at a point of weakness in its force. Although the impact was still considerable, his Devouring Power absorbed most of the force in his palm. The remainder was no pressure for Lin Dong.

With the spear firmly in Lin Dong's grasp, Yue Feng was shocked again. He tried to pull his spear back, but it felt as if it were stuck to Lin Dong's palm, remaining motionless despite his efforts.

Yue Feng was greatly alarmed, but Lin Dong wouldn't miss such an opportunity. He pressed forward and attacked with his other fist.

Seeing Lin Dong's move, Yue Feng could only release the spear and raise his hand to meet Lin Dong's attack. Lin Dong also let go of the spear and lunged at Yue Feng with both fists.

"Clang!"

The spear fell to the ground, ignored. All eyes were fixed on the two combatants, locked in a fierce exchange of punches and kicks.

Despite the close-quarters combat, many of the spectators were powerful cultivators at the Lesser Perfection or Great Perfection of the Primal Core Realm. They could clearly discern the flow of the battle.

"He's going to win!"

Xuan Su said with a light smile. Xia Zhilan beside her visibly relaxed, her gaze towards Lin Dong filled with admiration.

Watching Lin Dong, who was at the middle stage of the Heavenly Yuan Realm, completely suppress Yue Feng, who was at the late stage, Xia Wanjin was delighted and also somewhat surprised.

"Xuan Su, where did you find such a genius? His combat techniques are truly remarkable. With only the strength of the middle stage of the Heavenly Yuan Realm, he can suppress most cultivators at the late stage."

As a powerful cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Primal Core Realm, Xia Wanjin's observation skills were exceptionally keen. After watching for so long, he had already grasped the core of Lin Dong's strategy: attacking the opponent's weaknesses.

It sounded simple, a principle everyone knew, but discerning an opponent's weakness was incredibly difficult, especially without exposing one's own vulnerabilities during the attack.

While Xia Wanjin, Xuan Su, and the others were beaming, Yue Shan on the opposite side had a much uglier expression. His aura even seemed to condense, hinting at a desire to intervene.

The referee seemed to notice the change in Yue Shan's aura and glanced at him. Yue Shan reacted, taking a deep breath. But the next moment, the anger that had just subsided surged back.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, one of the figures locked in combat was sent flying out, crashing heavily onto the ground. It was none other than Yue Feng.

"Second match, Wanjin Merchant Association wins!"

With a best-of-three match, the Wanjin Merchant Association had already won the first two rounds. Therefore, the third round was no longer necessary.

"Sect Leader Yue Shan, thank you for the match!"

Xia Wanjin said with a smile. Although Yue Shan was a sore loser, he couldn't afford to show it now, especially with a referee present. He gave Lin Dong a deep glare, then, without a word, led his men away.