novelraw Chapter 188: There’s Always Someone Better
Chapter 188: There’s Always Someone Better
Wang Meng was now so angry that he felt like vomiting blood. This was really too frustrating; he hadn’t even touched Lin Feng before being inexplicably kicked out, and what was strange was that Lin Feng seemed not to be using much force. He had merely kicked him out and knocked him unconscious! Could it be that he was just making a fool out of him all along, watching him lose face?
With this thought, Wang Meng glared at Lin Feng with burning rage and slowly got up from the floor. Damn it, given today’s situation, it seemed that he had no choice but to reveal his killing move. You pushed me to this, Lin Feng. He had already been kicked thrice, and a few more wouldn’t matter—as long as I catch him, I’ll beat him so badly even his parents won’t recognize him! With this resolve, Wang Meng stood there, releasing his aura, and then he started circulating his hard qigong throughout his body, vowing not to stop until he had beaten Lin Feng to the ground!
After all the preparations, Wang Meng’s eyes widened, he clenched his teeth and stared at Lin Feng. Suddenly, like lightning, he charged towards Lin Feng, elevating his Thunder Fist to its utmost limit. The audience barely had time to see clearly, and he was already upon Lin Feng. Now, in his heart, there was only one goal—to knock Lin Feng down no matter what, or else he really wouldn’t have the face to meet anyone again...
"Bang!"
Lin Feng launched a spinning kick into the air, sending Wang Meng flying.
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"Bang!"
Lin Feng performed an aerial back kick, sending Wang Meng flying.
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"Bang!"
Lin Feng’s jumping side kick sent Wang Meng flying.
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It was only after Lin Feng had performed a series of high-difficulty taekwondo moves that he ended with a beautiful double-leg kick, knocking Wang Meng hard to the ground. Unlike the previous strikes, Wang Meng genuinely felt as though his bones were about to break. Then, accompanied by a gust of wind, Lin Feng’s foot rested on Wang Meng’s throat. Wang Meng could even feel the pressure of the air from Lin Feng’s foot on his face. Lin Feng retracted his foot and stepped back as Wang Meng closed his eyes, calmly watching the still-prone Wang Meng.
"Beautiful! That was absolutely beautiful!"
"This is truly amazing; to witness such high-difficulty maneuvers."
"Is he still an English teacher; how could he be even better than this ninth-dan black belt coach?"
"Better? This ninth-dan black belt coach couldn’t even react in front of him!"
"With such precision and standard in taekwondo moves, how long must he have practiced to reach this level?"
"Who is he, so formidable, beating even special forces without them putting up a fight!"
"He is none other than Teacher Lin Feng, the heaven-defying language genius who stunned everyone at yesterday’s language exchange. You don’t even recognize him!"
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The venue erupted in thunderous applause once again, as everyone was excited by the performance they witnessed today. This wasn’t a competition anymore, it resembled a Taekwondo demonstration on television, with the coach wholeheartedly coordinating with Lin Feng to complete a full set of highly difficult Taekwondo moves in a live performance. However, this performance was simply too splendid, and anyone who could witness such a spectacle was incredibly lucky!
But this foreign language teacher named Lin Feng was too awesome, wasn’t he? I heard that just yesterday, he was at the language exchange meeting, taking on over a dozen people from Yuegang University by himself. He was truly a Heavenly Level language prodigy! Who would have thought that today, he would show up here, recognize the coach as a special forces member at a glance, and even get on the stage to compete with him? Who could be like him? This wasn’t simply talent anymore. Such a Heavenly Level language prodigy couldn’t possibly have had the time to learn Taekwondo, let alone at his young age. No one would believe that all this could happen to a young man in his twenties!
Yet the reality was right before everyone’s eyes, and they couldn’t help but believe it. Up until now, people suddenly realized that this special forces coach Wang Meng was said to be the only master at Yuegang with a black belt ninth dan. He was completely unresponsive to Lin Feng’s kicks, which meant Lin Feng’s Taekwondo level was indescribably high. The highest in Taekwondo is black belt ninth dan, right? So what level had Lin Feng achieved?
Heavens, it was unimaginable that someone in real life could leave a black belt ninth dan master without the power to fight back. How formidable he must be...
Shen Yao’s mouth had already dropped open and could not close when Lin Feng first kicked Wang Meng out; the shock was too great for her to believe. Uncle Wang, who she knew very well as a true master, was kicked out by Lin Feng. What was more shocking was that he was kicked out without any reaction. This seemed impossible; Uncle Wang’s martial arts were something she was very clear about—he was a real master!
But before she could even express her astonishment, she saw Wang Meng charge at Lin Feng time and again, and time and again get kicked out by Lin Feng. This left Shen Yao, who was already surprised, completely stunned on the spot, with not a single word coming out—her mind was entirely filled with countless exclamation marks.
Impossible! Impossible! Impossible!
Remembering the time she was kidnapped, Uncle Wang Meng singlehandedly dealt with a group of over a dozen people and later she heard they were actually mercenaries, professional ones at that. Each of them was much stronger than Lin Feng, but in front of Uncle Wang Meng, they still stood no chance and were all eliminated by him. Now facing the seemingly frail Lin Feng, how come he couldn’t even touch him, and instead, Lin Feng managed to kick Uncle Wang Meng several times? How bizarre this situation was!
It couldn’t possibly be that Uncle Wang Meng was cooperating with Lin Feng’s performance, because she knew Uncle Wang Meng’s character very well. At a time like this, he might even have the intention to kill Lin Feng, but he kept getting kicked away by Lin Feng, unable to close the gap. Could it be that Lin Feng was even more formidable than Uncle Wang Meng? But then, another problem arose. Lin Feng at such a young age was already a Heavenly Level language monster, a height others couldn’t reach in their lifetime. If on top of that, he was also a fighting expert, how could others live? Such a monstrous talent should not exist; otherwise, it would make everyone else die of envy and jealousy!
Was it that Uncle Wang Meng wasn’t in good form today, or was Lin Feng actually a super expert? Shen Yao’s mind was spinning with these two questions incessantly, because it was incomprehensible how Uncle Wang Meng, who was formidable beyond words, had become like a little lamb today...
Right, the shark!
Suddenly, Shen Yao remembered the shark incident from the previous night. All those sharks had been knocked unconscious by Lin Feng. He must have relied completely on his terrifying martial arts skills to do that. In other words, he was already a super high-level martial artist, which explains how he could defeat Uncle Wang Meng so thoroughly today! It’s just that he’s too young, and no one was willing to believe that he could be a martial artist, including myself at first—I didn’t believe it was true!
No wonder Uncle Wang Meng was no match for Lin Feng, it turns out that Lin Feng is that powerful...
Ding Wan’er finally understood why Lin Feng was so confident. No wonder he had been so fearless before; it turns out he was truly a master all along. She too practices Taekwondo, although not at a very high level, she still knows what a black belt ninth dan signifies—an absolute master. Yet, such a master seemed like a wooden dummy in front of Lin Feng, who could do whatever he wanted with him.
If it were anyone else in today’s situation, no one would believe that a university foreign language teacher could beat a black belt ninth dan Taekwondo instructor to such an extent. It’s simply impossible! Moreover, this instructor also had a background as a special forces operative identified by Lin Feng—elite of the elite. And a special forces operative with a black belt ninth dan in Taekwondo, no less. In any setting, he would be the center of attention, the master among masters. Yet even such a master seemed like a primary school student in front of Lin Feng. One can only wonder what level Lin Feng’s skills could reach. I truly can’t imagine!
What on earth can Lin Feng not do? This question had now taken over Ding Wan’er’s entire mind.
Leng Mei realized what was going on after watching Lin Feng perform an entire set of difficult Taekwondo moves before kicking Wang Meng. Lin Feng must have been a true master all along, and not just any master, but one of a transcendently higher level. Otherwise, how could he have bullied a black belt ninth dan like Wang Meng? She herself, who had been practicing Taekwondo since childhood, had only achieved a black belt seventh dan. What level could Lin Feng be at? Ninth dan doesn’t seem sufficient to describe his level!
Good heavens, how many more surprises does Lin Feng have for me? One surprise after another fills me with joy, but why does learning of Lin Feng’s excellence make my heart skip a beat...
Wang Meng didn’t realize until he was knocked to the ground by Lin Feng, who kicked up a gust of wind towards his throat, that Lin Feng was a true master. He had just been playing with him all along, not letting him get hurt. Otherwise, if Lin Feng had put his full force behind that kick, he probably would have ended up disabled. Losing to him was not unjust!
How did he control his power? It’s unbelievable. He kicked me far away yet managed not to hurt me. Everyone knows that kicking someone far away would normally cause injury, but Lin Feng could do it without causing harm. His control of strength was miraculous, at least as a top special forces operative in the world, I can’t achieve that level. This shows that Lin Feng’s control of strength has reached a degree others can’t even imagine.
I used to ridicule Taekwondo as child’s play, and its flashy moves as a joke in the face of Sanda. I never thought that I would one day be defeated by these flashy moves, but confronting Lin Feng today, I realized there are always people better than you, and levels higher than you seek. He shattered my confidence with these flashy Taekwondo moves, and what’s more perplexing is why I couldn’t exert any of my strength in front of him. It was as if I was a common person who had never learned martial arts. This situation is indeed too abnormal—who could believe such a thing would happen!