The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 333: Kick!

Thud!

Yan Chong was the first to kneel to the ground, followed swiftly by the other sky-tier students. They all kowtowed and begged for mercy. Yan'er, terrified, collapsed to the floor, her body trembling.

"Scared now?"

Ling Feng glanced at Yan Chong and sneered. "Hmph, tell your master that if he wants to deal with me, he should send someone a bit more competent. Sending a bunch of decorative pillows filled with straw makes the fight boring!"

With that, Ling Feng swung his hand, and in the next moment, another head was embedded in the wall. This slap also carried his Earth-Fire true qi as Ling Feng despised this deceitful scoundrel even more than Liu Shengjie.

"As for the rest of you..."

Having dealt with Yan Chong and Liu Shengjie, Ling Feng's lips curved into a smile as he looked playfully at the remaining sky-tier students.

"You're all the same kind of scum!"

With a flick of his hand, there were four loud bangs, and the remaining four sky-tier students followed Liu Shengjie into the walls without any resistance.

"Bastard!"

Liu Shengjie pulled his head out of the wall. As a peak Pulse Formation Realm expert with over fifty meridian gates opened, his body was far tougher than the wall, so he wasn't seriously injured. However, the humiliation was unbearable.

His eyes burned with fury. Since childhood, no one had dared to humiliate him like this!

What a disgrace!

"Brat! Do you think being a bit faster means you can act recklessly? Today, if I don't make you wish you were dead, I won't be called Liu!" Liu Shengjie roared, his face contorted with rage.

"Then you might as well change your surname," Ling Feng said nonchalantly.

"Die!"

Liu Shengjie held his sword horizontally, the blade humming. In the next moment, a green light flashed along the blade, and the sword's aura surged to its peak!

"Sword Will!"

Ling Feng's pupils contracted. Liu Shengjie was indeed a top expert of the West Court sword team to have comprehended thirty percent of his Sword Will and reached the novice level.

It was important to note that Ling Feng's own Slaughterous Sword Will had been stuck at the beginner level since its formation and was unable to advance. This was partly because of its highly advanced nature, but it also highlighted that improving Sword Will was far more challenging than elevating one's realm.

"To force me to use thirty percent of my Wood Sword Will, you should feel proud!"

Liu Shengjie shouted, not caring about collateral damage, and channeled his vast true qi, determined to cut Ling Feng down.

Ling Feng snorted, executing the Boundless Sword Steps as he vanished from his opponent’s sight.

In the next moment, he reappeared right in front of Liu Shengjie, ignoring his protective qi shield. Liu Shengjie's eyes twitched as he felt an excruciating pain in his groin. His body convulsed, and he involuntarily released his grip on his sword.

"Ah!"

Liu Shengjie screamed, curling up on the ground. He was clutching his groin while tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

Raising an eyebrow, Ling Feng retracted his right foot slightly and smiled. "How does my 'Cutting Off Future Generations Kick' feel?"

Liu Shengjie writhed on the ground in agony. Ling Feng's kick had destroyed his ability to ever engage with women again.

Ling Feng slowly walked over to Liu Shengjie, crouched down, and grabbed the writhing man by the collar. With a grin, he asked, "Senior Brother Liu, do you still want to beat me up?"

"Ling Feng, I will make you suffer a fate worse than death! Worse than death!"

Tears filled Liu Shengjie's eyes, his voice trembling with a mix of pain and rage. The thought of never being able to touch a woman again made him want to tear Ling Feng into pieces.

"Such bravery!" Ling Feng gave Liu Shengjie a thumbs up, his smile turning devilish. "I really hate being threatened, because it scares me so much!"

With that, Ling Feng gave Liu Shengjie another brutal beating before walking away.