Seeing that Song Cheng wanted to concede, Lin Dong gave him no chance at all. Several Primal Shuttles darted back and forth as Lin Dong unleashed one- and two-tier martial arts techniques in rapid succession with both hands.
Song Cheng could only grimly suffer in silence. At that moment, he could practically feel what Wei Tong had gone through back then. It was utterly frustrating.
The young man before him wasn't actually all that terrifying in terms of strength, but his relentless attacks were incredibly annoying.
What was worse, after fighting for so long and using two martial arts techniques, Song Cheng could feel that he had very little Primal Energy left. Yet Lin Dong showed no sign of running out at all. It was simply unbelievable.
Song Cheng's will to fight faded even further. He only wanted to open his mouth and concede. Though admitting defeat was humiliating, especially for a renowned expert like him, if he didn't concede, the rules of a life-and-death duel allowed Lin Dong to kill him on the spot.
Between death and humiliation, a crafty old fox like Song Cheng naturally chose to live and fight another day.
Now that Song Cheng had lost his will to fight, he did nothing but fend off Lin Dong's attacks. He made no attempt to counterattack, only looking for a chance to concede.
Thud!
Lin Dong landed another punch in Song Cheng's stomach. Song Cheng was sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Pfft!
Song Cheng crashed heavily onto the arena, kicking up clouds of dust.
As soon as he landed, Song Cheng hurried to his feet and shouted,
"I concede—"
Thud!
Before Song Cheng could finish, Lin Dong smashed a fist straight into his face, cutting off his words by force.
Seeing Lin Dong apparently intent on beating Song Cheng to death right there, Yue Shan shouted furiously from the viewing platform,
"Stop!"
Lin Dong ignored him completely and swung another punch at Song Cheng, dislocating his jaw.
Seeing that Lin Dong still wouldn't stop, Yue Shan flew into a rage. Last time, Lin Dong had killed Wei Tong, costing his Blood Wolf Gang the Blood Robe Sect, one of its most important allies.
Now that the Song Family had finally joined his side, how could Yue Shan allow Lin Dong to kill Song Cheng right in front of him?
If Song Cheng died too, there would probably be no one in all of Yan City willing to join his Blood Wolf Gang.
"Kid, stop!"
Seeing Lin Dong about to strike again, Yue Shan could no longer sit still. He roared and stamped down hard, leaping into the air as he struck at Lin Dong with a palm.
As Yue Shan's palm came down, his surging Primal Energy rapidly condensed into the shape of a small mountain, carrying the imposing grandeur of a great peak.
Yue Shan's sudden attack shocked countless spectators in the stands. No one had expected him to interfere in a life-and-death duel. This was a life-and-death duel, after all!
The rules governing these duels had been laid down personally by the Yan City Lord's Mansion. Anyone who dared break them would practically be inviting the City Lord's Mansion to come after them.
Xia Wanjin's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected Yue Shan to have grasped the Intent of Form Creation.
Though shocked, Xia Wanjin didn't hesitate. He, too, leaped into the air and struck fiercely at Yue Shan with his palm.
Lin Dong reacted just as quickly. Seeing Yue Shan's palm coming down, he concentrated all the Primal Energy in his body into his arms. Devouring Power surged within him, enveloping both arms.
Thud!
The next instant, a torrent of Primal Energy erupted, sending Lin Dong flying. While still in midair, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Yet after taking Yue Shan's palm head-on, Lin Dong's gaze turned fierce, and he forcibly roused his invisible Spiritual Power.
Yue Shan had just sent Lin Dong flying. Seeing Xia Wanjin make his move, he merely sneered, turned, and struck with his palm, meeting Xia Wanjin's attack head-on.
Boom!
The powerful Primal Energy fluctuations unleashed by two experts at the Primal Core Realm Great Perfection swept outward in waves of force, like gusts of wind. Those with weaker cultivation could barely breathe beneath the pressure.
"Yue Shan, how dare you ignore the City Lord's Mansion's rules and interfere in a life-and-death duel?"
Xia Wanjin landed on the arena and faced off against Yue Shan, his expression grim. He hadn't expected Yue Shan to take that step ahead of him.
The Intent of Form Creation was the hallmark of an expert at the Form Creation Realm. Now that Yue Shan had grasped it before him, Xia Wanjin was no match for him in a contest of strength. Given enough time, he would inevitably lose.
"Hmph. Song Cheng had clearly already conceded, yet this kid kept attacking. He was the one who broke the rules of the duel first. I was merely upholding the rules on behalf of the City Lord."
Yue Shan sneered as he replied. Xia Zhilan and the others on the platform ground their teeth in anger, while Xuan Su couldn't help cursing,
"Yue Shan, you're shameless! The rules say that a life-and-death duel isn't over until one side clearly cries out that they concede. And when both sides have signed a death warrant, even conceding won't end the duel unless the opponent accepts. It must continue. By interfering, you're the one who broke the rules!"
"Song Cheng has already conceded, of course. But if Lin Dong doesn't accept, the duel can continue."
Yue Shan replied unhurriedly, a mocking look on his face as he watched Lin Dong slowly rise from the ground nearby.
That palm had not quite crippled Lin Dong, but it had left him badly wounded. Yue Shan was certain that Lin Dong was no longer a match for Song Cheng.
Behind Yue Shan, Song Cheng had also picked himself up. He gave Lin Dong a smug smile, but the next instant, the expression tugged at his dislocated jaw. He grimaced in pain.
Watching the two sides argue from the stands, Cang Wu chuckled softly. His gaze settled on Lin Dong, and a hint of amusement appeared in his eyes as he murmured,
"Your aptitude's a little lacking, and you're a bit dim, but I suppose you pass."
As he muttered to himself, Cang Wu casually stretched his limbs, though no one knew what he was up to.
On the arena, Lin Dong slowly climbed to his feet. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Yue Shan standing nearby. Instead of getting angry, he grinned at him.
For some reason, the smile on Lin Dong's face made Yue Shan's heart skip a beat. Then Lin Dong suddenly said,
"Sorry, but I don't accept!"
Everyone froze at his words. Even Yue Shan and Song Cheng were stunned.
Song Cheng seemed to realize what was coming and hurried to dodge. Several sharp whistles rang out, and Yue Shan noticed the commotion too. He quickly turned to look.
Ssss! Ssss!
The next instant, Yue Shan saw several black streaks shoot out from Song Cheng's throat, forehead, heart, and chest. Warm blood sprayed across Yue Shan's face.
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