NOVEL NEXT Chapter 28: Snake Entering The Cave!
Peng Hui continued to strike Feng Fan, but soon, his punches became slower, and his breathing grew ragged.
Even though Peng Hui was considered a genius, he was still only at the 1st Qi Gathering stage. His qi and stamina were too limited for an extended battle.
Eventually, he stopped and retreated, attempting to catch his breath.
Seeing his opponent withdraw, Feng Fan's face shifted to a look of mild disappointment.
'Damn it, I was starting to make progress. This Peng Hui has no stamina at all. After just a minute, he's already exhausted.'
"Senior Brother, are you finished already? Your stamina is too low. How are you going to satisfy your future husband like this?" Feng Fan teased.
The crowd erupted in laughter.
"Oh my god, this guy has no shame!"
Peng Hui's face turned red with embarrassment. "Shameless!" he spat, his anger rising.
"Are you getting angry? Then come on, hit me some more. I still didn't feel a thing," Feng Fan taunted.
Peng Hui flushed with frustration. He knew he was too tired to continue his attacks, but then he had a thought. Throughout the entire fight, Feng Fan had never made a move!
"Heh, I see what you're doing," Peng Hui smirked, his confidence returning. "You're just relying on defensive techniques, trying to provoke me into wasting my energy. Well, it's not going to work!"
Feng Fan was confused. 'Since when did I have such a plan?'
"Well, if you're not going to make a move, then let's just finish this fight already," Feng Fan said, his tone casual as he prepared to end it.
For the first time since the fight began, Feng Fan took the initiative. He charged toward Peng Hui and feigned a punch.
Peng Hui, noticing Feng Fan wasn't using any techniques, smirked and raised his arms to block. 'Even if he's a body cultivator, does he really think he can hurt me with just a normal punch?'
However, just as Feng Fan's punch was about to land, it suddenly stopped mid-air. With a swift movement, Feng Fan moved behind Peng Hui in an instant.
Without a moment's hesitation, Feng Fan brought his hands together, the tips of his middle and index fingers aligned, and pointed toward the sky.
Snake Entering The Cave!
As Peng Hui noticed Feng Fan moving behind him, a sense of dread washed over him.
He attempted to flee, but no matter how fast he ran, Feng Fan was faster!
Feng Fan's hands moved swiftly, and the Dao law accompanying his strike pierced through Peng Hui's clothes and body with ease.
His weak spot on the back was struck without mercy.
"ARRRRGH!"
Peng Hui screamed in agony, the pain overwhelming him.
He collapsed to the ground, a vacant expression on his face, blood dripping from his butt as saliva leaked from his open mouth.
Hemorrhoids are guaranteed for the next two weeks!
Feng Fan smiled at the referee confidently, as if his smile made no doubt that he had won the fight.
The referee was looking at him baffled, his mouth wide open.
He wasn't the only one. The entire crowd watched as Feng Fan smiled, waiting for the referee to announce his victory, as though he had done nothing wrong.
"T-This guy is shameless. What kind of technique was that? I've never seen anything like it," someone from the crowd finally spoke up, breaking the silence.
"Damnit, that was brutal. I never expected anyone to treat Brother Peng like that."
The referee regained his composure and declared, "Feng Fan is the winner!"
The majority of the crowd, who had bet on Peng Hui, were dejected by their losses. But those who had wanted to try their luck and bet on Feng Fan were grinning with joy, swiftly heading to the stalls to collect their winnings.
Feng Fan watched them, a sad smile spreading across his face. 'If only I still had any money left... I could've made a fortune today.'
After the referee announced the results, many people who had bet on Peng Hui began to voice their complaints.
"What's this, referee? This guy used such a shameless technique! Isn't that against the rules? If you're a real man, fight fairly!"
The referee looked at them with disdain. 'They are still too green. In the cultivation world, only the winner could define right or wrong.'
Who cared if a technique was considered dishonorable? The only thing that mattered was that Feng Fan was standing victorious while his opponent lay fuming on the ground.
The referee didn't say anything, he didn't have to explain himself to them, but Feng Fan didn't think the same. He thought this was the perfect chance to move a mob against him!
Feng Fan burst into laughter, his voice echoing across the arena, ensuring no one could miss it.
"Pathetic! All you weaklings do is whine. If you think I'm so shameless, why not step up and prove me wrong? I challenge anyone at the 1st Qi Gathering Realm—come and fight me! Let's see if you're all bark or if you've got some bite!"
The crowd fell silent. Those at the 2nd Qi Gathering Realm or higher were confident they could break through Feng Fan's defenses and defeat him, but challenging him would violate the rules.
Meanwhile, those at the 1st Qi Gathering Realm hesitated, haunted by the fear of sharing Brother Peng's humiliating fate.
Feng Fan noticed their hesitation and smirked, his voice ringing out louder. "Alright, since none of you dare to face me one-on-one, how about you all come at me together? Maybe then you cowards will finally grow a spine!"
The crowd erupted in anger, their shouts echoing across the arena.
"This kid is going too far. He's insulting all of us!"
Even the referee was stunned, his brow furrowing in disbelief. 'Has victory completely gone to his head?'
"That's it! Let's teach this arrogant bastard a lesson!" shouted a burly man from the crowd, stepping onto the arena with clenched fists.
"I'm in! This kid needs to be put in his place!" another disciple declared, leaping up to join him.
One by one, more disciples surged forward, their indignation uniting them. In moments, over thirty 1st Qi Gathering realm cultivators stood in the arena, their faces twisted in anger as they faced Feng Fan.
Feng Fan's grin stretched wider with every new challenger. His eyes gleamed with excitement, and a thrill coursed through him.
'What a feast! Let's see if these guys can hit harder than Peng Hui!'