Chapter 69: Aghast
"Is that so?"
Lin Feng's cold voice rang out. The next moment, his figure materialized at the Elder's side. He struck out with his palm—a seemingly ordinary blow that contained boundless might.
The Elder hurriedly raised his arm to block, only to be sent flying. His old face flushed red, his eyes wide with horror as he stared at Lin Feng in disbelief.
'I knew I'd underestimated his strength, but I never thought he'd be even faster than me!'
PFFT!
He spat out another mouthful of blood, but Lin Feng showed no mercy. He surged forward, grabbing the Elder by the neck. His gaze was dark and terrifying as he asked, "Who did you say was unworthy of being a Martial Artist? And who is trash?"
"Brat, don't take this too far! I am an Elder of the Black Tiger Gang! You're making an enemy of the entire gang!" the Elder shouted with false bravado.
'He knew perfectly well that if Lin Feng killed him today, the Black Tiger Gang would never let the matter rest. He was just stalling for time, hoping someone would arrive to save him.'
"Heh. You old fool, do you really think you're in any position to negotiate with me? I came here today to wipe out your Black Tiger Gang."
"Don't you get it? It seems age hasn't made you any wiser."
Lin Feng scoffed. His gaze flickered to the distance, and a mocking smile touched the corners of his mouth.
"You useless bastards, what are you standing around for! Get him, now!"
Seeing Lin Feng's attention diverted, the Elder let out a sigh of relief. He hurriedly yelled at the men behind him; their best bet now was to eliminate Lin Feng as quickly as possible.
"Kill him!"
At the Elder's command, dozens of burly men in black suits appeared out of nowhere, each holding a pistol!
BANG! BANG! BANG...
Hundreds of bullets ripped through the air, hurtling toward Lin Feng in a terrifying barrage.
A cold glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. 'Although he was incredibly powerful, his body wasn't yet strong enough to withstand firearms. His only advantage right now was his physical prowess, so he couldn't afford to be careless against these weapons.'
WHOOSH!
With a powerful push from his legs, Lin Feng shot forward like a cannonball.
The hail of bullets didn't harm him in the slightest; they didn't even graze his clothes.
SWOOSH!
His body left a trail of afterimages as he weaved through the curtain of flying bullets. 'These men were so weak he didn't even feel the urge to strike back.'
WHAM!
Lin Feng abruptly appeared behind a young man with a pistol and sent him flying with a single slap.
THUD!
The man's body crashed heavily to the ground, his sternum caved in. He was deader than dead.
"This is the price for provoking me. All of you deserve to die!"
Lin Feng's cold voice echoed through the forest. The surrounding men in black saw this and scattered in terror. Their power was on a completely different level from Lin Feng's.
If it weren't for the firearms in their hands, they wouldn't even have been worthy of a second glance from Lin Feng.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK...
Lin Feng's figure was a constant blur. Each time he reappeared, a sickening crack would follow, and another man would fall.
Lin Feng's attacks were ruthless and decisive. He refused to waste a single drop of stamina, knowing the heavy burden it would place on his body.
Before long, all the men in black, so menacing just moments ago, were lying on the ground.
'What? This kid… How in the world did he do that?!'
Seeing this, the Elder's pupils constricted, and his heart pounded with shock.
'Ever since he had been stationed in the Mortal Realm, he had never been so utterly humiliated. To be defeated by a mere brat… it was simply unbearable.'
BAM!
Lin Feng ignored the Elder's hysterical screams and lashed out with a roundhouse kick, catching the old man squarely in the side and sending his body flying.
PFFT!
The kick was immensely powerful. The Elder crashed through two thick saplings before his body came to a stop. He finally stopped struggling, his aura gradually dissipating.
His life force was draining away rapidly. He had clearly perished; the blow had shattered his internal organs.
Lin Feng stared coldly at the Elder, who was now frothing blood, his eyes devoid of any emotion.
He then began to walk slowly toward the body. His movements seemed calm, but he was on high alert. 'He wasn't foolish enough to believe the Elder had died that easily.'
RUSTLE! RUSTLE!
Just then, the sound of footsteps erupted from the nearby woods. The sound was chaotic and numerous; it was clear a large group had arrived.
Lin Feng was instantly on guard, his muscles tensed, ready to meet the attack of more men in black.
Sure enough, in just a few seconds, a dense swarm of men in black poured out of the trees, and a wave of killing intent washed over him.
Lin Feng stared coldly at the group, his eyes betraying no fear.
'He had already considered every possible consequence before coming here today. He knew the Black Tiger Gang wouldn't let him off the hook, so he had come prepared.'
'But these men were far too weak to pose any real threat to him. After all, he was a mighty Peak Martial Artist of the Transformation Realm.'
WHIZZ! WHIZZ! WHIZZ...
The men immediately took aim at Lin Feng and pulled their triggers. Countless muzzles flashed, and a dense barrage of bullets shot toward Lin Feng like a torrential downpour.
But Lin Feng's movements remained fluid and graceful. His figure was like a phantom, effortlessly weaving through the deluge of bullets.
ROAR!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK...
The roar of gunfire was incessant. Bullets crisscrossed the air from every direction, and Lin Feng constantly changed his position.
He was like a phantom swaying through the dense torrent of lead, a mythical serpent gliding through the violent storm of bullets, making it impossible for his attackers to get a bead on him.
'Tch. What a pain.'
Ducking behind some cover, Lin Feng frowned.
'Although these firearms couldn't cause any real harm in the short term, a prolonged battle would be too much for his current stamina and strength.'
'He still had to break through this defensive line to reach the mountaintop, where the real battle would take place.'
'The path was certain to be riddled with ambushes, so he needed to conserve as much energy as possible.'
WHOOSH!
Just as Lin Feng was pondering his next move, another squad charged at him from the front. They were wielding machetes, their faces twisted with ferocity. There were dozens of them in total, and they brought with them an overwhelming, murderous aura.
"Brothers, the kid's all alone! Even if he's an Ancient Martial Artist, if we swarm him all at once, we can definitely take him down!"