Chapter 15: Not Worthy Even to Scratch an Itch

carried the Chen Yuan Ancient Sword, walking at the front. 。He released his mental energy, maintaining a ten-thousand percent state of alert, guarding against all sorts of unknown dangers. 。In Mount G..."Kid, I admire your courage, but in the face of absolute power, courage is worthless. Kneel down and admit defeat now, or else when my fists and feet fly, I can't guarantee you'll be able to take care of yourself later!"

"Alright, I'll give you three moves first, so no one can say I'm bullying you!"

Lin Shaofeng crossed his arms, looking down at Chen Ping'an with a sneer.

"No need, you can just show me what you've got. I'll stand right here and do nothing. If you can force me to take even a single step back, then consider me defeated!"

Chen Ping'an said with a serious expression, uttering a sentence that made everyone think they had misheard.

"Shiyu, did you hear what this toad is saying"

He was actually showing off in front of Lin Shaofeng, claiming that if he stood still and Lin Shaofeng managed to force him back a step, then he'd consider himself defeated

Mu Wancheng asked her best friend Qin Shiyu beside her with some uncertainty.

"He seemed to have said so!" Qin Shiyu stared at Chen Ping'an on the stage with wide eyes and replied uncertainly.

Lin Shaofeng's fans pointed at Chen Pingan and discussed him among themselves.

"This kid must be from out of town. He probably doesn't know that Young Master Lin is the provincial Sanda champion, daring to speak such big words" a fan questioned in bewilderment.

He must be from out of town. If he were a local from Longcheng, he wouldn't dare to speak such bold words in front of Young Master Lin, who is renowned for his power!

"At that moment, the kid was crying!"

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How arrogant he is now, how tragic it will be soon······

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Everyone thought Chen Ping'an was unaware of Lin Shaofeng's strength and dared to be so arrogant. They all waited to see Chen Ping'an make a fool of himself!

"Kid, what did you just say Can you repeat that" Lin Shaofeng on stage was more surprised than anyone else, staring at Chen Ping with a dumbfounded expression.

Looking up and down at Chen Ping'an in front of him, with a shaven head from labor reform and a sturdy build, but compared to him, he was not even on the same level.

This kid is all talk!

Useless, in the face of absolute strength, everything else is futile!

Lin Shaofeng's eyes were filled with mockery as he looked at Chen Pingan.

"I said I'd stand right in the middle of the ring. Just get me to take a step back and you win, got that"

Chen Ping'an wearily repeated what he had just said.

He had his master's lifelong skill, and after last night he obtained the martial art of controlling phoenixes (Yu Feng Jue), the town hall martial art of the Zàng Lóng Hall. He wanted to find someone to test its power, and this Lin Shao Feng could be his first test stone!

Now, not only did Lin Shaofeng hear it clearly, but also Mu Wanting, Qin Shiyu on the platform, and all of Lin Shaofeng's fans below could hear it clearly.

Their eyes looked at Chen Ping'an, all filled with mockery.

"Since you're looking for death, then I'll grant you your wish!" Seeing Chen Ping'an's "composed" facade, Lin Shaofeng was no longer polite. He quickly rushed to Chen Ping'an's face and landed a simple yet effective straight punch aimed at Chen Ping'an's nose.

He wanted to punch Chen Ping'an's nose bone to pieces.

Seeing Lin Shaofeng's fist hurtling toward his face, Chen Ping'an not only did not show any panic, but instead shook his head, a look of disappointment on his face.

Just now, he vaguely heard the crowd discussing what Lin Shaofeng was, the provincial Sanda champion. He thought that dealing with someone with decent skill would be good for practice, but seeing the opponent's punch being soft and lacking any power, he was disappointed!

Being a provincial kickboxing champion doesn't even qualify him to be his sparring partner. Even if he stood there motionless and let the other person hit him, their punches wouldn't even tickle him.

Having already thrown a punch, Lin Shaofeng saw Chen Ping'an shaking his head at him as if looking down on him. He was enraged and put even more force into the punch that was already halfway there.

Just when Lin Shaofeng thought his punch would break Chen Ping'an's nose and force him to beg for mercy, Chen Ping'an simply tilted his head slightly to dodge the punch.

This scene not only stunned Lin Shaofeng on the stage, but also stunned the fans under the stage when they saw it.

This kid is lucky, he managed to dodge Lin Shao's fierce punch.

"Come again!"

Seeing the first punch miss, Lin Shao did not lose heart. Another side kick smashed towards Chen Pingan's cheek.

In his opinion, the world's martial arts was nothing compared to speed. Although Chen Pingan had dodged his first straight punch just now, this was a combination of punches. One punch missed, and the next one would immediately follow, relentlessly attacking without giving him any chance to breathe.

Lin Shaofeng's idea wasn't wrong; he was wrong to underestimate Chen Ping'an's strength, thinking that Chen Ping'an was just an ordinary person.

At this moment, in Chen Ping'an's mind, Lin Shaofeng didn't even qualify to be his trial stone. He didn't want to waste time on Lin Shaofeng. When Lin Shaofeng threw his second punch, Chen Ping'an kicked him in the chest with one foot.

When Zhao Wuji, the veteran general, was young, he received a common technique from Chen Ping'an's master. He became invincible on the battlefield and was revered as the Northern Border War God. This shows how powerful Chen Ping'an's master truly was. Now that Chen Ping'an has inherited his master's life's cultivation, even if he only absorbed half of it, it's not something an ordinary expert could match.

"Ouch!"

Lin Shaofeng was kicked off the platform by Chen Ping'an and slammed heavily into a chair, letting out a painful cry. He was in agony, feeling faint and seeing stars.

This is still Chen Ping's mercy, only using one success of his power. Otherwise, Lin Shaofeng would have gone to see the King Yama immediately!

"What, young Master Lin lost He was kicked off the stage by this unknown kid"

"This is impossible, Young Master Lin is the provincial Sanda champion, undefeated among his peers. How could he be defeated by this unknown kid"

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After being kicked off the stage by Chen Ping'an, Lin Shaofeng, those spectators who were watching the excitement all stood up in disbelief, staring at Chen Ping'an who was still standing calmly on the stage as if he were a monster.

Mu Wancheng and Lin Shiyu's faces were even more covered with big question marks.

They originally wanted to use Lin Shaofeng, the provincial Sanda champion, to teach Chen Pingan, the toad, a lesson. But the results were completely beyond their expectations.

Before their fight even truly began, Chen Ping'an kicked Lin Shaofeng off the stage with one foot. It looked like he was seriously injured.

This scared both Mu Wancheng and Qin Shiyu.

They know Lin Shaofeng's identity is not as simple as just the son of the chairman of Dihao Grand Hotel.

Lin Shaofeng's maternal grandfather is even the king of underground forces, known as one of the three terrifying devils in the southwest, Wu Shengjie.

It is said that Wu Shengjie is a very protective person, and he dotes on his grandson Lin Shaofeng even more. Lin Shaofeng learned his kickboxing from his grandfather, Wu Shengjie.

If something were to happen to Lin Shaofeng, Wu Shengjie would definitely go berserk, and the whole southwest region would shake!

"Lin Shao, are you alright"

Thinking of the serious consequences, Mu Wanting and Qin Shiyu panicked and rushed forward to help up Lin Shaofeng, who had already vomited blood. They asked nervously,to the shadow behind him.But after a while, Chen Ping didn't hear any movement behind him.He felt puzzled in his heart.“I'm injured, my hand is a little inconvenient, could you possibly... help me put...