Chu Zhantian's fellow disciple, the gaunt youth from the Azure Dragon Sacred Sect, didn't hesitate and decisively made a move against Lin Feng.
The commotion they had stirred up had already attracted the attention of the others in the hall, and everyone turned to look.
"This kid actually dares to provoke someone from the Azure Dragon Sacred Sect, does he not want to live?"
"Haha! On the turf of the Azure Dragon Sacred Sect, offending a disciple, is sheer stupidity!"
"He won't die today, but he's sure to be skinned!"
The crowd shook their heads in silence, musing that Lin Feng was unwise.
Just then, the gaunt youth's fist, encompassing the force of ten thousand catties, ripped through the air and quickly approached Lin Feng's face, the fierce wind causing Lin Feng's hair to flutter.
Seeing the fist enshrouded in Fist Light about to smash into Lin Feng's face, Lin Feng made his move. He stood unflinchingly, raising his palm to block before the punch.
Boom!
