Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 1277 - 1275: Who is Stronger?

"Boss, our mechas have already developed to the third generation. With these mechas, Lin Feng is undoubtedly dead!" Dressed in camouflage gear, the tall David looked at the mecha forces in front of him with great pride. He was all too familiar with the performance of these mechas—genuine killing machines. No matter how powerful Lin Feng was, survival under the attack of this Mecha Legion was simply impossible. Not only humans, even gods couldn’t withstand this!

"Hmm!"

Hearing David’s words, Edward revealed a knowing smile, as if he had already envisioned Lin Feng being torn apart by these mechas. They were merely waiting—waiting for nightfall—to lead these mechas in hunting Lin Feng down. Edward thought to himself that Lin Feng must die tonight; with so many mechas, not even a divine figure could escape them!

As David watched the mechas assembling, a thought suddenly crossed his mind. He immediately turned to Edward and said, "Boss, Huaxia’s military might isn’t all that impressive. I always thought they were tough, but now they don’t even dare stop us. Should we strike immediately and charge straight in to kill Lin Feng?"

Observing Huaxia’s army, which seemed initially prepared for confrontation but soon ignored the situation, David assumed they were intimidated by the mechas. This, in turn, made him feel waiting was unnecessary—why not simply power through and finish Lin Feng off? He truly couldn’t understand why his boss was insistent on waiting.

"Fool. We’re not terrorists. If we act recklessly as you suggest, Huaxia Country certainly won’t stand by idly. Things would get complicated. Do you really think Huaxia is stupid? If I’m not mistaken, Lin Feng probably coordinated with their government. Otherwise, the authorities wouldn’t remain this quiet."

Edward immediately scolded David upon hearing his suggestion. If it had been viable, he’d already have acted and wouldn’t have allowed Lin Feng to roam freely until now. David was truly a pig-headed fool! But just as he reached this conclusion, Edward suddenly remembered something else. He promptly asked David, "Have we finalized matters with the other countries?"

"It’s all arranged. They’ll stand behind us when the time comes. Plus, we’ve signed agreements with them: even if we clash with Huaxia’s government, they must protect us. We hold the mechas they desperately covet; no one can afford to antagonize us."

Hearing Edward’s inquiry, David quickly elaborated on the situation. Those nations were eagerly awaiting the mechas. If conflict arises and they don’t take a clear position, Edward could simply refuse to sell them the mechas. No country can endure such a policy when facing a scenario where others possess mechas while they do not; without them, defense becomes impossible. For the sake of national security, every country would cherish the chance to purchase this technology.

"Hmm, everything is more or less settled, then. We’ll start tonight when Tianhai University’s students begin their holiday. Action later in the evening minimizes disruptions to civilians. Make sure everyone is informed: unless absolutely necessary, don’t disturb the everyday lives of ordinary people. Otherwise, the Huaxia government will come for us!"

With David’s confirmation regarding negotiations with the other nations, Edward finally felt a bit more confident. Nonetheless, he remained cautious, planning to initiate the operation once the students had gone on holiday. After all, this was Huaxia’s territory; if things were to spiral out of control, even with international support, he wouldn’t escape unscathed.

"Understood, boss. I’ll pass the word immediately..." Realizing his earlier mistake, David quickly complied with Edward’s orders, moving to relay instructions for the evening’s operation.

"Lin Feng, let’s see how cocky you are tonight!"

Once David had departed, Edward’s face revealed a confident smile. Chuckling to himself, he murmured his plan to exact vengeance for the humiliation he’d suffered days earlier...

......

As Edward marshaled his forces, Lin Feng was busy arranging his own preparations. He had already set his formations in place—multiple layers covering a vast area, encompassing the entire region. By the time he finished, Lin Feng couldn’t help but feel speechless. He had unknowingly exhausted all the resources he had on hand, including items left with him by the two Great Demons. Thinking to himself, Lin Feng realized he needed to stockpile more materials for setting formations; relying solely on what he had wouldn’t do.

Still, the core of the formation was complete. Any gaps would have to be remedied with personnel, albeit reluctantly—a necessary compromise given the lack of sufficient materials. Reflecting on this, Lin Feng immediately used Divine Sense to summon the children and the other specialty class students, instructing them where to stand to help coordinate with the formations and trap the incoming mechas in place.

After finalizing these arrangements, Lin Feng whisked away and returned to the villa. He summoned the Old Monster, a few experts, the women, and even Jack, intending to brief everyone about the night’s plans.

"Lin Feng, what’s the matter? Did the Locke Group’s mechas make a move?" Ding Wan’er asked as she saw Lin Feng and the large gathering. She knew he must have something important to discuss. Having not seen Lin Feng in two days, she wondered what urgent matter had brought everyone together—perhaps the mechas were really on their way?

Upon Ding Wan’er’s question, the group fell silent, all turning their attention to Lin Feng, eager to learn the reason behind the gathering.

"Indeed, it’s very likely they’ll strike tonight," Lin Feng replied calmly, glancing at Ding Wan’er and the assembled crowd. He’d brought them together to inform them of this imminent event and make advance arrangements for the evening’s inevitable clash.

"Junior Brother, the opponent’s mechas are truly formidable. If they’re widely implemented, it could lead to global warfare. It’s safe to say they are currently unmatched, which is why Locke Group acts so arrogantly." Chu Meng spoke earnestly, hoping Lin Feng wouldn’t underestimate the mechas’ capabilities.

Nodding in agreement with Chu Meng, Lin Feng turned to the group. "With technological development, weapons will inevitably move in this direction. Mechas do seem powerful now, but they have a fatal flaw—they struggle to break through when reaching certain limits."

Lin Feng wasn’t surprised by the appearance of mechas; their emergence was an eventuality given technological advancements. However, he maintained that their current strength was far from invincible and emphasized how mechas faced significant development bottlenecks.

The group nodded in agreement, recognizing Lin Feng’s perspective. Amid this collective understanding, Jack appeared particularly curious about Lin Feng’s reasoning. Gazing attentively, Jack asked with great seriousness, "Lin Feng, are cultivators like you stronger than mechas?"

Jack, a Huaxian expatriate, lacked knowledge about true cultivators. He questioned how human beings could possibly contend with mechas engineered for power and precision. To him, the comparison seemed implausible.

Lin Feng smiled at Jack’s naivety, patiently explaining, "Ultimately, strength comes down to individual capabilities, whether cultivators or mechas. The human body is a boundless mystery capable of unleashing unimaginable power, while mechas are merely products of technology—limited by their design, incapable of further evolution. Do you get my point now?"

Without overcomplicating matters, Lin Feng sought only to clarify the intrinsic differences between the two: technology being finite, external, and limited, while cultivation offered perpetual growth and innate capability—provided one remained alive.

Reflecting on Lin Feng’s explanation, Jack nodded, finding merit in his words. Suddenly struck with curiosity, he asked Lin Feng a straightforward question: "Lin Feng, just how strong are you?"

The question piqued everyone’s interest. Smiling and chuckling, they began teasingly debating this very point.

"Jack, that’s really an impossible question to answer!"

"How strong is Lin Feng? Perhaps no one truly knows!"

"Lin Feng, do you even know how strong you are?"

...

The crowd laughed as they spoke. Ever since Lin Feng had appeared, he had yet to experience failure. His capabilities remained a complete mystery even to those closest to him, leaving everyone—including himself—to wonder about his ultimate limits.

"Your question is genuinely difficult to answer. I honestly don’t know how strong I am," Lin Feng admitted, feeling somewhat helpless. Having defeated a Female Immortal in the past, even he couldn’t fully grasp the scope of his abilities.

Rather than linger on the topic, Lin Feng switched gears, steering the conversation elsewhere.