No Need to Explain

Lin Feng knew this man had come to stand up for his son, but he had not done anything to his son, had he?

Could he have noticed Xiao Wu acting strangely?

That was not impossible. Maybe he wanted to warn Lin Feng, or perhaps kill him?

Before the other man could put on airs, Lin Feng beat him to it, sneering teasingly. "Old man, deliberately luring me out means you'll have to pay me for my trouble!"

The man before him was a genuine Titled Douluo.

Lin Feng could vaguely sense the immense aura emanating from him. He was the strongest person Lin Feng had encountered so far.

Yet not only was he unafraid, an uncontrollable surge of excitement and fighting spirit rose within him instead.

"You've got quite the nerve, little brat."

A hoarse, oppressive voice came from beneath the hood. "I did indeed lure you out."

"Oh? I thought you were going to deny it!"

Lin Feng curled his lip. "Go on, what do you want with me? And did you bring money? Consultation fee, guiding fee, emotional damages—settle them all."

The visitor was naturally Tang Hao.

His purpose in seeking out Lin Feng was simple.

Beat him up, make him admit his mistake, and force him to leave Suotuo City so he would not continue affecting his son's state of mind and cultivation.

He was not certain whether Lin Feng knew Xiao Wu's secret, but since this man's appearance had shaken Xiao Wu's temperament and even faintly made her inclined to turn away from Tang San, he had to be taught a lesson.

If necessary, he would not mind killing him.

They were in the city now, so it was inconvenient to kill anyone. His goal was only to give Lin Feng a profound lesson.

"Hahaha! An ignorant brat who knows neither heaven nor earth will have to pay the price for being so young and unaware of danger!" Tang Hao's voice turned cold as he slowly advanced on Lin Feng.

His footsteps were as heavy as mountains. His gaze was hidden beneath the deep shadows of his hood, yet it carried a brutal chill.

Lin Feng naturally would not underestimate him.

Rather than passively receiving attacks, he might as well Take Initiative!

He loosely clenched his right hand, and Soul Power surged forth as an Emerald Longsword swiftly condensed and took shape in his grip.

From the hilt and blade to its razor-sharp tip, it gradually became solid and distinct, emitting a faint green glow in the dim alley that made it particularly conspicuous.

Tang Hao had expected this young man not to surrender meekly, but he had not anticipated that he would dare to draw his sword so decisively!

At the same time, his instinct that this youth was far from ordinary grew even stronger.

At some unknown moment, the Clear Sky Hammer that had shaken the continent had silently appeared in Tang Hao's hand. Its pitch-black hammerhead radiated a heart-palpitating Sense of Power.

The two seemed to share a tacit understanding, neither wishing to cause too much commotion in the city and attract unnecessary trouble.

Then, in the next instant, they clashed at close range!

Bang—

A dull yet immensely forceful impact exploded through the alley!

The sevenfold combat boost granted by Lin Feng's Martial Soul was fully displayed in this unadorned head-on collision!

After that blow, their figures met and separated at once, already having switched positions.

The hand holding Lin Feng's sword trembled slightly, and numbness spread from the web between his thumb and forefinger.

Across from him, Tang Hao's arm holding the Clear Sky Hammer was trembling as well.

Lin Feng grinned, his heart settling. This can be fought! It seems a Titled Douluo isn't invincible with my current strength!

But Tang Hao's heart churned with stormy waves. He could scarcely believe it!

How could such a young youth possess such terrifying physical strength and explosive force in a clash?

For that moment just now, he had almost thought he was exchanging blows with a Soul Master of the same rank!

The battle that followed abruptly changed in style, becoming much like the extreme close-quarters brawling from some action movie!

Neither of them used Soul Skills. Relying purely on physical prowess, combat instincts, and exquisite moves, they fought fiercely within the narrow confines of the alley.

Fists, feet, elbows, knees, sword spines, hammer hafts...

Every part of their bodies became a weapon, while the sounds of collision and air splitting rang out without end.

Had they used Soul Skills, this alley and even the surrounding buildings would likely have long since been reduced to rubble.

Just as their blood and energy surged from the fierce exchange, hurried footsteps suddenly came from the alley entrance, along with a somewhat familiar female voice. "Lord Soul Master! This way! I just saw people fighting here—it looked like someone was about to die!"

Both Lin Feng and Tang Hao halted.

Tang Hao shot Lin Feng a vicious glare, then quickly wiped away the trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were filled with unwillingness and fury.

He had not expected to suffer at the hands of a junior.

Lin Feng, meanwhile, flashed him a grin, revealing a mouthful of white teeth with obvious smugness.

In their exchange just now, he had clearly held the advantage with his younger body and nimble footwork. He always managed to evade the brunt of Tang Hao's attacks, causing many of his heavy, powerful blows to strike empty air.

"What are you looking at? Not convinced? Come again! Next time you come looking for me, remember to bring money!" Lin Feng lowered his voice and deliberately provoked him.

Damn it, during that scuffle, I'd already secretly frisked Tang Hao from head to toe, but I didn't find even a single copper coin!

What a poor bastard!

Fine, I'll settle this debt with Tang San later!

A father's debt is paid by his son. That's only natural!

Tang Hao snorted coldly. With a flash, he melted into the deeper shadows of the alley like Gui Mei and swiftly disappeared.

Yet anyone could tell from his departing back that he was holding back towering rage.

Only then did Lin Feng raise his eyes toward the alley entrance.

The beautiful Purple-haired Receptionist was hurrying over with several uniformed City Guard Soul Masters.

"Why was it her?" Lin Feng was slightly surprised.

As it turned out, the Receptionist was attentive and had noticed Lin Feng and another mysterious person leaving the Battle Soul Arena one after the other with unusual expressions.

Already deeply infatuated with Lin Feng, she had worried something might happen to him. She secretly followed him and happened to see the two fighting in the alley.

Afraid that Lin Feng's handsome face would get damaged, she immediately ran back to find the City Guard Soul Masters patrolling nearby.

The City Guard Soul Masters saw Tang Hao's rapidly fleeing figure and instinctively identified the "guilty escapee" Tang Hao as the one at fault for starting the disturbance.

After Lin Feng briefly recounted how he had been followed by an unknown person, lured here, and attacked, he easily got away.

"Why did you come here? And how did you know I was here?"

Lin Feng looked at the Receptionist before him, whose cheeks were flushed from running and whose eyes were full of concern. His feelings were somewhat complicated.

"Ah? I-I-I was just passing by! I only happened to see you!"

The Receptionist hurriedly waved her hands, her face turning even redder as she nervously explained, "I definitely wasn't following you! It really was a coincidence! Absolutely a coincidence!"

Seeing how nervous she looked, Lin Feng almost wanted to laugh.

The Receptionist gathered her courage and stepped forward. She cautiously raised a hand, wanting to use her sleeve to wipe away the dust and sweat on Lin Feng's forehead.

Lin Feng instinctively wanted to dodge, but when he saw the slightly timid concern in her eyes, he allowed the somewhat intimate gesture.

"You really don't need to explain."

Lin Feng's tone softened. "Still, thank you."