Eons Venerable Lord

"Oh, this good-for-nothing has a bad temper," a thin man next to Yem Ruliang said sarcastically.    

    

"That's right. Sister Yu Er and Sister Ling Er only carried you back to the Yem family because they saw that you were pitiful. If it wasn't for the fact that the two of them were kind hearted, they would have been dragged to feed the wild wolves!"    

    

"Sister Yu Er has already broken through to the Pulse Charging Stage, and her future is limitless. Do you still want to follow a trash like you who has lost all your meridians?"    

    

The few people behind Yem Ruliang started to mock him. Obviously, they were extremely jealous of Ling Feng, who often had intimate contact with Yem Ruyu and her sister.    

    

"Tongue! If you have nothing to do, then get out of my way. Don't disturb my cultivation!" A look of disgust appeared in Ling Feng's eyes.    

    

"Cultivate? Did I hear it wrong? A trash like you still wants to cultivate? Haha, I'm dying of laughter!"    

    

The group of people seemed to have heard the best joke in the world as they laughed without restraint, breaking the silence of the entire night.    

    

"Don't you understand human language?" Ling Feng said coldly.    

    

"Human language? Humph! I will let you listen to what human language is!"    

    

A fat man next to Yem Ruliang sneered. Without any warning, he rushed forward. His fat fist was like a rock as it smashed towards Ling Feng. There was a faint whistling sound.    

    

"Good job, fat man. Your strength is as strong as your body!"    

    

Everyone praised him. They all crossed their arms in front of their chest, ready to see Ling Feng make a fool of himself.    

    

A cold light flashed across Ling Feng's eyes. Did he really think that this young master was easy to bully? Once upon a time, he was also a proud son of heaven. If it wasn't for an accident... How could he end up like this? But no matter how poor he was, he wouldn't be bullied by such a small fry.    

    

When Fatty's fist was only half a foot away from his face, he suddenly raised his right hand. He accurately pointed at Fatty's armpit and heard him scream. His huge body fell to the ground with a bang, causing a pile of dust to fly up.    

    

"How... How is this possible?"    

    

Everyone felt the ground shake. They looked at Ling Feng in disbelief, then looked at the fat man lying on the ground. Their heads were in a daze.    

    

"Great! I underestimated you!" Yem Ruliang's face turned cold, "It seems like this young master will have to personally take action!"    

    

"So much nonsense!" Ling Feng really hated it. Why did people like to add so many lines when they were acting cool?    

    

"Good! Very good! I want to see what kind of ability you have to be so arrogant!"    

    

Yem Ruliang gnashed his teeth in anger, "I will let Yu'er know your true colors today! You are just a useless person who swindles others to eat and drink!"    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, Yem Ruliang struck out with his palm without any warning. A faint halo appeared on his palm, and the whistling wind from the palm blew the hair in front of Ling Feng's forehead. A handsome face was revealed. However, no one noticed that on this handsome face, in his pitch-black eyes, there was a vortex that looked like a needle hole. It carried a demonic aura.    

    

When the other youths saw Yem Ruliang make a move, they could not help but cheer loudly, "Brother Liang is at the sixth level of Strength Training, the Marrow Cleansing stage. If he takes another step forward, he will be at the seventh level of the Pulse Charging Stage."    

    

"I guess Brother Liang only needs one palm to deal with this trash!"    

    

Each and every one of them revealed envious gazes. The sixth level of Strength Training, Essence Purification, could stimulate Yuan Qi. Forming an even stronger attack that could easily shatter a large rock, this was definitely something that could be counted on one hand among the younger generation of Clear Spirit City. Once one entered the Pulse Charging Stage and opened up the meridians in one's body, every time they opened up a meridian, their strength would increase by twofold. This would be a qualitative leap, and at the same time, it would become the number one existence amongst the young generation of Clear Spirit City!    

    

Although Ling Feng disdained this man in his heart, he was still comparing this man to his previous self. In this unfamiliar world, his cultivation base had yet to recover. He didn't dare to be too careless. Luckily, he had cultivated the Eight Inner Hidden Gates before. Although the first gate had yet to be fully opened, his soul force was far beyond ordinary.    

    

With the help of his soul power, he could clearly sense the trajectory of Yem Ruliang's every movement. Facing Yem Ruliang's fierce palm wind, he only moved slightly to the left before dodging. However, the hundred-year-old pine tree behind him was directly smashed into pieces by this palm, wood splinters flying everywhere.    

    

"Brother Liang is so powerful!"    

    

"Teach this arrogant fellow a good lesson!"    

    

A few young men were cheering around them. They had completely forgotten that they had just said that they could kill Ling Feng with a single palm strike.    

    

Yem Ruliang's face was somewhat gloomy. His palm was easily dodged by his opponent. After that, he threw out another punch. The fierce fist force carried a trace of Yuan energy as it smashed towards Ling Feng's face. If he was hit by the punch, his handsome face would instantly be disfigured.    

    

"This is more interesting!"    

    

The corner of Ling Feng's mouth curved up strangely, and his eyes revealed a trace of strange ruthlessness. He did not dodge or block Yem Ruliang's punch. The hard punch landed on his chest. He staggered a few steps back before he regained his balance. A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. Clearly, he had suffered some injuries.    

    

This time, it was the young men's turn to be dumbfounded. At first, Ling Feng was still trying to dodge, but why was he not dodging now? But soon, they started cheering again. They all thought that Yem Ruliang's fist speed was fast enough, and there was no way Ling Feng could dodge it.    

    

However, no one noticed it. Just as Yem Ruliang's fist landed on Ling Feng's body, there was a faint muffled sound coming from Ling Feng's body.    

    

"Trash is trash. Brother Liang can kill him with a single punch!"    

    

"Brother Liang is mighty, Brother Liang is domineering!"    

    

The sound of boot-licking could be heard without end. Yem Ruliang, who was a little depressed, suddenly became spirited. When he thought about Ling Feng, he thought that Ling Feng was just so-so. Without saying anything, he threw a few heavy punches at Ling Feng.    

    

Ling Feng still did not dodge. He spat out a large mouthful of blood from his mouth. The clothes on his chest were stained with blood. It looked horrible to look at. However, no one noticed that there was no sign of exhaustion in his eyes. Instead, his viciousness was even more intense, even carrying endless madness. Every time Yem Ruliang's punch landed on him, his mouth would whisper softly, "One, two, three..."