Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 598: The Encounter Between S-rank Experts (Part 2)

Is he Lin Feng?

Is it really him?

He defeated Master!

Wan Yin, Wan Tong, and Wan Tie watched Lin Feng, who walked at the front, with wide eyes and shocked expressions, unable to fathom that Lin Feng, who had defeated their Master, was indeed as young as their eldest brother Wan Jin had claimed. This... this was truly unbelievable! How could it be possible for someone so young to possess such terrifying strength? This...

They only learned about the events after the fact, knowing only the general details. At the time, they couldn’t believe Wan Jin’s words, thinking he was exaggerating. How could there be someone like Lin Feng in this world? However, after their Master successfully broke through and admitted in front of all his brothers that he had advanced with Lin Feng’s guidance, they believed that everything was true. Yet, the three of them never imagined that Lin Feng really was just a man in his early twenties—a marvel unheard of in the Cultivation World!

"Wan Jin, Wan Gang, your injuries have healed, right? I was a bit heavy-handed last time, but that was for your own good," Lin Feng said indifferently as he saw Wan Jin and Wan Gang.

"Basically healed."

"All good."

Wan Jin and Wan Gang didn’t expect Lin Feng to talk to them. Hearing his words, they fully understood Lin Feng’s intentions. Recalling their excessive behavior at the time, they felt quite embarrassed, watching Lin Feng and awkwardly responding to him. However, deep down they felt touched—Lin Feng actually cared about their wounds...

"Wan Jin, arrange a fine feast. Right now, Old Zhu and I are going to spar and verify our skills on the back mountain. Keep in mind that Old Zhu is also an S-level expert. Follow us and watch from behind," said Wan Long, impatient to spar with Zhu Tao. He couldn’t let precious time be wasted on small talk when he anticipated a match with an S-level expert of similar skill—his heart was itching with excitement. After speaking, he promptly pulled Zhu Tao toward the back mountain.

Zhu Tao, hearing what Wan Long said, understood that Wan Long was in a hurry. Seeing that Lin Feng showed no objection, Zhu Tao was also happy to go spar with Wan Long, and the two men walked shoulder to shoulder.

Lin Feng clapped Huang Shi on the shoulder and also headed towards the back mountain without a word. Huang Shi immediately understood Lin Feng’s intent and followed closely. He knew that no words were necessary at this moment; all he had to do was stay by his Boss’s side, and when the time came for him to act, his Boss would naturally command him.

Wan Long’s five disciples were startled upon hearing his words, never having expected the slim, dark-skinned man standing behind Lin Feng to be an S-level expert like their Master. This was... this was simply inconceivable! An S-level expert willing to stand behind Lin Feng like a little brother... this was utterly impossible! But the undeniable truth unfolding before their eyes left them no choice but to believe. After glancing at Lin Feng’s calm demeanor, they finally realized he was a master beyond their imagination; otherwise, how could he possibly have an S-level expert following him...

Shortly after their shock subsided, the disciples realized their Master was about to engage with Zhu Tao. They hurriedly followed, as they too were cultivators who knew how rare it was to witness S-level experts in action—a chance they couldn’t miss. Hastening their steps, they quickly caught up to the four figures ahead, while Wan Jin was making a phone call on the go, arranging for the villa to prepare the best dishes and bring out the finest wines.

The group stopped at the vicinity of the area that had been destroyed last time.

"Mr. Lin, what do you think is a suitable way for us to fight?" Wan Long was the first to ask Lin Feng since Lin Feng was now Zhu Tao’s master; it was best to seek his opinion first.

"There’s no need for weapons or anything like that, just use hand-to-hand combat. Using Fist Aura and such would be meaningless," replied Lin Feng casually. Sparring to verify skills should be simple, direct, and straightforward. Anything more would defeat the purpose of a sparring match—it would be better not to fight at all.

"Then it shall be as Mr. Lin says, Old Zhu, please!"

"Old Wan, please!"

Zhu Tao and Wan Long politely gestured to each other before moving around fifty meters away from the crowd and then stepping back ten meters each. After signaling to each other that they were ready, both began to prepare to make a move.

Suddenly, the two men moved. Because it was just a sparring match, they both followed Lin Feng’s instructions to the letter, not using weapons or Gang Qi, relying solely on their fists and feet. They clashed together like lightning, and a deafening noise rang out at the point where their fists met, creating a four-meter-wide crater with the sheer force of their punches!

"Bang!"

The noise was thunderous. A shockwave even rose from the ground, spreading outward and kicking up the surrounding soil...

Following the clash of fists, Zhu Tao and Wan Long each staggered back several steps before stopping. They shook their arms, eyes filled with delight. This exchange had been evenly matched, and such an opponent was exactly what they had been searching for. This opportunity was marvellous.

"Thrilling!"

"Thrilling!"

Both men each let out a shout, and then they laughed together. Such an exchange was simply too exhilarating. Both were now extremely excited, their blood seemingly ablaze. Thus, they shouted in unison.

"Again!"

"Again!"

Hearing each other’s voices, the two laughed even more joyously, and with the thought in mind, they moved again. This time, neither chose a direct collision; instead, each employed their own signature moves.

All at once, Wan Long’s flurry of fists charged toward Zhu Tao, with the force of thunderous roars accompanying each blow, creating a mix of feints and actual strikes that made it impossible to discern the real from the fake, bombarding Zhu Tao like artillery shells.

Zhu Tao was equally undaunted, stamping his feet with great force, creating a large crater in the ground as he leapt more than ten meters high into the air. Turning defense into attack, his fists faintly glowed with an ethereal light as he harnessed the momentum of his descent to deliver a thunderous punch at Wan Long. This strike was even heavier, with onlookers dozens of meters away hearing a sound reminiscent of a dragon’s roar.

Wan Long had not expected Zhu Tao to resort to such a technique; with no way to evade it, he could only muster all his strength to throw punches upwards, intending to withstand the incoming ferocious blow with an impromptu wall of fists that he threw out in front of him.

"Bang!"

When they finally collided, a shockwave burst forth from between their fists, accompanied by a dull explosion. It knocked down all the grass and trees and hurled a thick cloud of dust toward the onlookers.

As the dust storm rolled in, all five of Wan Long’s disciples instinctively blocked their eyes with their arms and gripped the ground with their feet to barely stay upright and avoid being blasted away by the ferocious dust storm...

Huang Shi, too, instinctively intended to do the same, but before he could, he saw Lin Feng shake his head at him. Promptly, Huang Shi obediently stood by Lin Feng’s side, certain that with the Boss there, they would be safe. As the dust storm approached, a sudden aura emanated from Lin Feng, enveloping and protecting them. The dust whirled around them, as if deflected by an invisible shell, leaving them in disbelief at the scene before their eyes.

How did the Boss do that? It was simply magical... What on earth was happening? How could there be an invisible shell? Huang Shi stood frozen in place, his mind racing but unable to fathom how the Boss could accomplish such a feat.

And the exchange between Old Zhu and Wan Long was equally inconceivable... Was this really the spectacle of S-rank masters fighting? It was terrifying. They were standing dozens of meters away and were still affected by the shockwave; it was beyond comprehension. One could only imagine the terrifying level of power the Boss would wield in battle!

With these thoughts, Huang Shi’s heart was indescribably shocked. He knew the Boss was an extremely formidable master, but he had still underestimated his strength. The Boss, he...

As the dust settled, everyone’s gaze turned back to Wan Long and Zhu Tao, only to see a gigantic pit nearly eight meters in diameter where Wan Long had been, now out of sight, and Zhu Tao standing far away with a smile on his face.

"Hahaha, that was so satisfying! Old Zhu, sparring with you is truly exhilarating!" Wan Long emerged from the bottom of the pit laughing, looking at the distant Zhu Tao, his heart brimming with happiness. Since becoming an S-rank master, he had not truly exerted himself in battle and wasn’t sure what level his strength was at. The moves he used were developed by himself, and he had not expected the clash with Zhu Tao to be so astonishing. Honestly, he felt so elated, he didn’t know how to describe it; his smile couldn’t be broader.

"I feel the same. If possible, we should spar like this often. It’s really great." Zhu Tao, a true martial fanatic, felt immense pressure during the instant he fought with Wan Long, but it was exactly what he needed. Pressure leads to motivation, and motivation leads to improvement. Seeing Wan Long emerge unscathed, he knew coming here today was the right choice. Finding such a skilled opponent was, truly, a rare opportunity.

What!

An equal match...

This... this is unbelievable!

Is this the scene of S-rank masters fighting...

...

The five disciples of Wan Long, completely stunned by the spectacle, couldn’t move from their spots. They knew that an S-rank master’s battle would be formidable, but they had never imagined it to have such destructive force. It was terrifying beyond belief. They hadn’t anticipated that their master and Zhu Tao were already masters of such caliber. No wonder there are so few S-rank masters, no wonder so many peak AAA-ranked individuals are stuck at that bottleneck. The quantum leap to S-rank marks a fundamental transformation!