Life and Death Battle Begins

"So slow, so annoying, even more bothersome than Six Fingers."

Watching Lin Dong and Song Cheng exchange threats, Cang Wu couldn't help but curl his lips. It was a fight to the death, yet they were still spouting so much nonsense. If it were him, he would have already started fighting.

The young girl who had brought Cang Wu to the arena quickly chimed in.

"Yes, it's nothing like how carefree you are, Young Master. I was even wondering if I could meet that legendary mysterious expert."

"Oh? It's finally starting."

Cang Wu chuckled softly, then his eyebrows suddenly shot up as he looked towards the arena, his eyes now filled with a spectator's amusement.

A referee walked into the arena, first recited the rules of the deathmatch, then looked towards Lin Dong and Song Cheng's positions and announced loudly.

"This deathmatch is between the Song Family Patriarch, Song Cheng, and Lin Dong of the Lin Family. Both parties are requested to ascend the stage immediately!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Song Cheng leaped onto the stage, cupped his fists in a salute to the surroundings, and declared loudly.

"I, Song, am not one to bully the young. It's just that this brat is ruthless and has crippled my son's meridians. Today, I, Song, have no choice but to personally act and make this brat pay blood with blood to avenge my son!"

"Old geezer, don't be like your son and resort to sneak attacks when you can't win. Otherwise, I'll personally blow your dog head off!"

Hearing this, Lin Dong immediately sneered and leaped from the spectator stands to the stage. He scoffed as he spoke, enraging Song Cheng, whose forehead veins bulged. He coldly shouted.

"Then let me see what you've got!"

Saying that, Song Cheng's formidable Primal Energy erupted from within him, causing Lin Dong's expression to turn serious.

Observing Song Cheng's aura, it was even stronger than Wei Tong's, and his Primal Energy was more robust. However, Lin Dong was not afraid. He was no longer the Lin Dong of Qingyang.

The next moment, without waiting for Song Cheng to make the first move, Lin Dong stomped his foot, clenched his fist, and attacked Song Cheng first.

Seeing this, Song Cheng's expression grew serious. Despite his dismissive words towards Lin Dong, Song Cheng was actually quite wary.

Song Cheng had spent a lot of time studying the battle between Wei Tong and Lin Dong. After all, although Wei Tong was half a step weaker than him, he was a genuine Lesser Perfection of the Yuan Dan Realm expert.

Even if Wei Tong's death was due to his carelessness, Wei Tong had fought Lin Dong for quite some time before dying, even being suppressed by Lin Dong at one point, which showed the strength of Lin Dong's combat skills.

Therefore, when he saw Lin Dong attacking proactively, Song Cheng became vigilant. His Primal Energy instantly erupted, and he struck out with a palm towards Lin Dong.

"So he's just all show, like a painted spearhead."

On the spectator stand, Cang Wu sneered and shook his head as he watched Song Cheng make his move.

The young girl beside him glanced at Cang Wu curiously, then turned to look at the imposing Song Cheng, feeling conflicted.

Seeing Song Cheng's imposing aura, he should have been able to easily suppress Lin Dong. However, the girl felt that the young man in front of her was so handsome and his words must be reasonable, making her indecisive.

But the next moment, the girl's eyes widened, and she covered her red lips with her hand, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Facing Song Cheng's full-power attack, Lin Dong actually changed his move, from a fist to a palm, from offense to defense, his arms connecting, guiding, and pulling.

Instantly, Song Cheng's punch was thrown uncontrollably, startling Song Cheng and changing his expression.

Song Cheng felt a suction force coming from Lin Dong's hand, as if his palm was stuck. He could only follow Lin Dong's hand, terrified. Song Cheng quickly tried to change his move to deal with Lin Dong, but how could Lin Dong give him the chance?

After deflecting Song Cheng's palm with both hands, Lin Dong pressed forward, using an Iron Mountain Lean, and rammed his shoulder towards Song Cheng.

As a Lesser Perfection of the Yuan Dan Realm expert, Song Cheng had rich combat experience and quick reflexes. He quickly raised his other hand, wrapped in Primal Energy, and struck towards Lin Dong's shoulder.

For an ordinary person, even a Lesser Yuan Dan Realm expert would have trouble taking this palm strike head-on and would have to dodge.

But Lin Dong seemed oblivious, charging straight towards Song Cheng's palm.

The moment his palm touched his shoulder, Song Cheng's expression changed slightly.

Primal Energy, a tier stronger than that of ordinary Lesser Yuan Dan Realm experts, along with Spiritual Power, more condensed than that of ordinary Two-Seal Talisman Masters, erupted together. Following his palm, it struck towards Song Cheng. When it collided with his Primal Energy, the backlash directly caused Song Cheng's arm to ache.

But the same force, falling on Lin Dong's shoulder, seemed to melt into mud, vanishing mysteriously.

Unaffected, Lin Dong even took the opportunity to secretly absorb a couple of Song Cheng's Primal Energy. At the same time, he sank his elbow backwards, directly elbowing Song Cheng's abdomen, which had momentarily lost focus, forcing Song Cheng back several steps.

"Hoo!!"

This unexpected outcome immediately caused a huge uproar among the spectators in the surrounding stands.

Clearly, no one had expected that the young Lin Dong, at the very beginning of the fight, would repel Song Cheng without Song Cheng being careless or holding back at all.

No, someone had predicted it!

The young girl turned to look at Cang Wu, her eyes shimmering like stars.

However, under the girl's gaze, Cang Wu shook his head helplessly and muttered to himself.

"This kid is too foolish. It's already a fight to the death, yet he's still fighting so by the book. If that elbow had been lowered another three inches, hitting his Dantian, the fight would have been decided within five moves, at most ten."

On the spectator stands not far away, Lin Zhentian, Lin Xiao, and the others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Xuan Su, sitting beside them, also showed a smile and said to Xia Wanjin next to her.

"Brother-in-law, didn't I tell you? Perhaps this is truly a true dragon."

"What exquisite combat skills. Each move and stance is no weaker than some low-level Martial Arts. The expert who guided Lin Dong must have an extraordinary background!"

Xia Wanjin murmured in a low voice, his eyes filled with admiration.

Compared to Xia Wanjin's astonishment, Yue Shan's expression grew increasingly grim. He hadn't expected that the country bumpkin he hadn't paid much attention to not long ago had now become a major concern for him.

Just then, a member of the Blood Wolf Gang squeezed through the crowd and whispered in Yue Shan's ear.

"Gang Leader, our men saw the City Lord leaving the city not long ago and hasn't returned yet!"

"Are you sure?"

Yue Shan suddenly turned to look at the man. Seeing him nod, he slowly turned his gaze back to Lin Dong on the stage, a sinister smile appearing on his face, killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"Heaven truly helps me. Kid, remember in your next life, this is the consequence of being my enemy!"