His combat experience far surpassed Doni's, and having witnessed Sun Fei's abilities before the Elemental Altar, he knew clearly that the young man he had easily defeated just over ten days ago had now reached a terrifying level of strength, making him the most formidable enemy he had ever encountered in his life.
Therefore, he did not rush to make a rash move. Instead, he continuously pushed his full potential, adjusting his Dou Qi, will, mind, and body to their peak state, so that he could unleash his strongest attack and have a chance to survive.
"Once I unleash my strongest attack to distract King of Chambord, you immediately escape through the passage. Do not look back. After you leave, live an ordinary life under an assumed name. Do not even think about seeking revenge against King of Chambord, or you will surely die. A man like him is not someone you can afford to offend... Sigh, now that I think about it, all these years of spoiling you have actually harmed you."
[ The Snow Mountain Hermit ] did not move his lips, but used his powerful Dou Qi to force the air to tremble, and calmly transmitted his voice to Doni, who looked desperate beside him.
How could Sun Fei not have noticed this hidden scene?
He shook his head, feeling a little sorry for the [ Snow Mountain Hermit ]. Even at this point, he was still thinking about his good-for-nothing and cowardly son. If it weren't for his unprincipled pampering, perhaps Doni wouldn't have turned out this way.
"One punch will settle the score." Sun Fei suddenly stood up, his powerful aura exploding outwards, and a blurry, gigantic Berserk -like phantom totem appeared behind him. "If you survive after this punch, I'll let you and your son leave this place."
"Good!" [ The Snow Mountain Hermit ] shouted.
Just then, he unleashed his full power, reaching its peak, and suddenly made his move.
Outside the torture chamber.
boom!
Boom! Boom!
After about two or three minutes of silence, two violent tremors came from the torture chamber deep inside the dungeon.
The explosion nearly blew the entire dungeon apart, sending loose rubble and dust flying, and even cracking the stone steps covered in light black moss.
The sudden commotion caused the jailer and the nameless, shirtless, burly man to change color, but they did not move their feet and remained steadfast in their waiting.
One minute later.
Footsteps approached, and their hearts pounded.
The outcome is decided.
Who won?
Finally, a figure appeared before them, and they saw the scene they had hoped to see—Lord Alexander walked calmly out of the torture chamber.
"My lord!" The five men quickly bowed.
"Yes, thank you for your hard work. Someone will come here soon to collect the two bodies for burial. You just need to wait. Don't take your anger out on their corpses. Death dissolves hatred. After all, these two were powerful figures in their time." Sun Fei nodded to the five people and said amicably.
"Yes, sir."
Sun Fei nodded, turned around, and slowly disappeared step by step into the dungeon passage.
The jailer and his four companions exchanged glances, then simultaneously turned and walked into the torture chamber. They all wanted to know what the battle inside had been like, but the scene before them as soon as they stepped inside shocked them all, and they almost turned and fled...
Because there were still people alive inside the torture chamber.
[ The Snow Mountain Hermit ] stood there blankly, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. On the chest of his body, near his heart, was a shocking fist-shaped indentation. The indentation was more than half a finger deep, without any blood or damage to the surrounding skin or bones, yet it was clearly visible, as if the world's most skilled craftsman had slowly carved it out stroke by stroke with a chisel.
His chest was still rising and falling slightly, his eyes were open, and wisps of white mist were exhaling from his mouth and nose.
All of this proves that he is still alive.
A living Moon Class expert is terrifying; he could easily crush the five of them like ants.
With just a glance from the [ Snow Mountain Hermit ], the five jailers felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, their bodies chilled to the bone, as if the Grim Reaper's scythe was at their throats, their bodies stiff and unable to move.
"What a magnificent King of Chambord! What a powerful [ Undefeated Emperor Fist ]! Such speed, such terrifying power..." But the [ Snow Mountain Hermit ] only glanced at the five men briefly before ignoring them, completely absorbed in the exquisite beauty of Sun Fei's punch. He muttered to himself, head bowed, "So... terrifying strength! My strongest strength... cough cough... I couldn't even track his punch! One punch shattered... shattered all my Dou Qi channels and internal organs, leaving me... cough cough, utterly powerless, cut off from life... uh, heh heh heh... ahahaha, good, Undefeated Emperor Fist, good name, good technique! Hahaha, dying under such a technique wouldn't be in vain for my life Zongheng the continent... One day, this technique will shock the continent, and I will be remembered by bards for being the first to experience it! Hahaha, good, hahahaha..."
At this point, he paused involuntarily, and bright red blood uncontrollably gushed from his mouth, nose, and other facial features.
He himself seemed oblivious, turning his head with difficulty to look at the corpse lying on the ground, a bitter smile appearing on his face, which looked exceptionally tragic and grotesque against the backdrop of blood.
" Doni, my son, don't blame your father. King of Chambord is so powerful that I couldn't even withstand a single punch from him. Since that's the case, cough cough... even if you... even if you get out alive, in the end... you won't be able to escape his clutches. Instead, you'll suffer endless torment... a fate worse than death... even if you tell him that secret, he won't let you go. You're still... too good to be true... it's my pampering... that's caused you such a disaster. I might as well let you be completely free, hahaha... uh, ah... pfft!"
Before he could finish speaking, the [ Snow Mountain Hermit ] could no longer suppress his injuries. He tilted his head back and spat out a mouthful of blood before collapsing backward.
After being punched by Sun Fei, his life force had long been cut off, and his strength was even weaker than that of an ordinary person. Only the powerful life force of his Half Moon Class body kept him from dying immediately. Now, all his life force had finally been drained away, and he died completely.
After listening to the [ Snow Mountain Hermit ]'s soliloquy while covered in cold sweat, and seeing this generation's powerful figure completely dead, the jailer and his companions finally managed to calm down.
They saw another corpse on the ground, the young man with the gloomy and timid face.
However, someone else shattered his entire skull with a single blow. A clear handprint appeared in the thick hair on his head, indicating that he had been struck by a burning hand. Extremely powerful Flame-Element Dou Qi surged into his entire body, and it was estimated that his internal organs had been completely burned to charcoal. Wisps of black smoke mixed with bluish-gray were still constantly overflowing from his mouth and nose, but his overall appearance did not show any major injuries.
Perhaps due to being engulfed in flames and the thought of death, the gloom on Doni's face finally dissipated.
At this moment, his face finally looked somewhat calm and peaceful.
"He was killed by his own father..."
The jailers and their companions quickly guessed the cause of the young man's death. Lord Alexander's power was unique and did not possess the ability to burn with fire. In addition, considering the words spoken by the [ Snow Mountain Hermit ] before his death, it could be deduced that the [ Snow Mountain Hermit ] had finally taken action to kill this illegitimate son whom he had doted on and favored for countless years, for reasons unknown.
"They really shouldn't have made an enemy of Lord Alexander," the jailer thought to himself. "I just wonder what that secret they're talking about is?"
"Send someone to collect the bodies of those two people from the Great Snow Mountain and find a place to bury them."
Stepping out of the dungeon of Twin Flag City, Sun Fei was unusually calm. He felt neither guilt for killing nor joy at avenging a great grudge. However, the two had once forced Angela and Elena into danger, and then launched a sneak attack on the city lord's mansion, almost leveling the entire mansion. Two bronze-level Saint and six Urban Management had died in that battle. This was a blood feud that had to be avenged.
One punch settled the score.
"Yes, sir." The six Urban Management waiting outside bowed and accepted the order, then entered the dungeon to remove the corpse.
While pondering the secret Doni had revealed before his death, Sun Fei unconsciously led the nearsighted official Torres on a stroll through the city before returning to the new residence where Angela and the others were temporarily staying.
Although he had said he would have Angela personally punish the two [ Snow Mountain Hermit ] to avenge them, Angela disliked Bloody, and Sun Fei didn't want his future queen to go to a dark place like the dungeon. In addition, the two were quite powerful, and keeping them around would only cause trouble. To avoid any unforeseen complications, Sun Fei simply took some time and personally dealt with the two.
Back in the main hall, as soon as I sat down, a maid named Qiuxiang brought me tea.
Originally, tea did not exist on the Azeroth Continent. It was when Sun Fei was learning about potion-making from Sister Akara that he noticed several plant species that had the same effects as tea in his previous life. They were refreshing and invigorating when brewed. He spent some time collecting the leaves of these plants and brewing them as tea.
Later, the meticulous Angela remembered His Majesty the King's fondness for this leaf. She and the blonde little Loli Jima and others collected a lot of such leaves, processed them according to Sun Fei's instructions, and preserved them, brewing them specifically for Sun Fei to drink.
Gradually, tea, a beverage that did not exist before, began to become popular in Chambord City under the guidance of His Majesty the King.
Many alcoholics have even given up their drinking habit, and being able to drink a cup of tea is considered fashionable.
Sun Fei picked up his teacup, took a couple of sips, and asked, "Where's Angela? Where did she go? Why didn't I see her training those four naughty guys in the yard today?" Sun Fei was referring to the Big Black, the Enforcer, the Chick, and the Punk.
Second update. Thank you to Xiaoyewang and Shanyanye for your support.
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