After Wang Zongquan came back to his senses and saw Shi Feng's calm smile, a chill ran through his entire body, coldness piercing straight into his heart as if he were staring at some primordial beast.
"No! No more, that's enough. I concede!" Wang Zongquan hurriedly said, terrified that if he delayed even a moment, he would be separated from his head.
Though their exchange had been extremely brief, he understood Shi Feng's terror better than anyone present. If Shi Feng had wanted to, that single move earlier could have ensured he would never wake up again.
Looking at Shi Feng now, how could he still be some harmless young man next door? He was clearly a humanoid demon.
Other than that, he could think of no other possibility.
A Force Transformation grandmaster in his twenties—he had traveled all over the world, yet had never heard of such a thing.
Moreover, unlike the others, he had fought Force Transformation grandmasters before and knew full well how terrifying they were. They were no longer human at all, but could be called superhumans. Ordinary firearms were useless against them, because their extreme senses allowed them to evade attacks in advance.
For peak Dark Force experts like them, they were like children before a Force Transformation grandmaster, unable to control their own life or death.
At that moment, he hated Lu Xingluo to the core. Had he known Shi Feng was a Force Transformation grandmaster, even if he had ten times the courage, he would never have dared come to the Heavenly Combat Training Center to cause trouble and challenge them.
"Since Master Wang's question has been resolved, we can now settle the matter of your coming here to challenge the center," Shi Feng said slowly.
The moment Shi Feng spoke, Wang Zongquan's