Chapter 151 Chu Feng’s Showtime
“Half of your properties? Hmph, dream on!” Zhou Zhenghao just laughed coldly and declared, “I must have my revenge today. I will turn you all into cripples and take everything away from all of you. Chen Song, go! Break their legs!”
Zhou Zhenghao held a cigar in his mouth as he laughed fanatically. He could feel the vengeance and resentment which he had bottled up for more than ten years disperse and he felt extremely relieved. “From today onward, Jiangbei will only take commands from me. Those who obey me shall prosper while those who go against me shall die!”
Zhou Zhenghao was so full of himself and was insufferably arrogant.
Ma Sanyuan and the gang leaders had a blank look on their faces, while Murong Cang just looked like a frail old man, who could only let out a sigh.
They could not even guarantee their own safety now, so how were they even going to handle Zhou Zhenghao?
The most frightening thing was that it looked like there was going to be a new ruler in Jiangbei from this day onward.
“Who are you anyway? You’re just a nobody and you dare to make yourself the ruler of Jiangbei?”
At this moment, everyone suddenly heard the clear, yet soft voice, and their expressions changed instantly.
Chu Feng was standing in the ring and nobody knew when he got up there. He stood in the ring in a calm manner looking fully confident himself.
“You and I will have a few bouts with each other.”
Chu Feng sounded lazy, since he had been sitting down for a long time; it was about time for him to step forward and stretch his muscles.
Zhou Zhenghao took a glance at Chu Feng and after hearing what he had just said, the rage and anger on his face turned into mockery and laughter. It was as if he had just heard a hilarious joke. “Hahaha, Ma Sanyuan, so this is your secret weapon? You’re sending this young, naïve kid to his death. Hahaha!”
The other gang leaders on the stage were also triggered by this and their faces started turning red as they asked furiously, “What is the meaning of this? Is this boy dicing with death?”
“This is just embarrassing, does he even know his own abilities?”
“Nonsense, this is absolute nonsense!” Murong Cang just snorted and he was in a bad mood. “This kid has no clue of the true capability of a sixth-class martial artist. Isn’t he just courting death?”
Ma Sanyuan’s lips were twitching uncontrollably and his heart was beating violently; he felt extremely worried.
There was no doubt about Chu Feng’s influence and background—nobody in Jiangbei would have the ability to stop him.
However, Ma Sanyuan was uncertain of Chu Feng’s martial arts skills; it was Luo Gang who was involved in the fight when they killed their way into the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce of the Four Seas. Chu Feng did not even lift a finger that time.
“All the best, Mr. Chu!”
On the other hand, Yun Muyu clenched her fist and her eyes were filled with the will to cheer for Chu Feng. For some reason, she was very confident in Chu Feng,
Chu Feng stood upright in the ring and ignored the chatter. His mind was as calm as still water.
“Do you wish for death? I’ll fulfill your wish then. Chen Song, finish him off.” Zhou Zhenghao let out an evil laugh and sat down in an imposing manner.
He had already killed countless young men like him who courted death and he was already familiar with this kind of circumstance.
Chen Song had a sinister smile on his face and the look in his eyes was one of amusement, like a cat toying with a mouse. “How do you want to die? Do you want to get killed by one clean punch, or do you want me paralyze your limbs and slowly torture you?”
This guy looked just like an average person and Chen Song could squash him with just a finger.
“You don’t even deserve to fight me.” Chu Feng did not even lay his eyes on him as he pointed to the frail old man beside Zhou Zhenghao. The old man was sitting down with his legs crossed and he was conserving his energy by shutting his eyes. “He, though, might be able to withstand a few of my techniques.”
Master Wu knitted his brows when he heard that and even Ma Sanyuan, Murong Cang and the rest of the people were taken aback by his words.
It was true that they had paid all their attention to Chen Song just now and they had forgotten that Chen Song was Master Wu’s disciple for only half a year.
Just in that short span of time, his disciple had become so powerful; thus it was unimaginable how strong Master Wu would be.
“You’re asking for it, kid!”
Chen Song’s face instantly had an evil look on it and he was extremely furious. Chu Feng’s words had humiliated his master and more so, humiliated him. How dare an insignificant person like him behave so arrogantly and had the guts to say that he didn’t deserve to fight him?
With a yell, he swung the axe in his hands like he was the Black Whirlwind. [1] His aura was overwhelming as if he had wanted to hack Chu Feng into half right then and there!
Chen Song could not tolerate him any longer and he lashed out with all his might. He was more powerful than ever.
However, Chu Feng was still standing at the centre of the ring with a blank expression; it was as if he was in shock and couldn’t move a single muscle.
“Ah, this kid is done for.” Murong Cang just let out a sigh and shook his head. He immediately came to a conclusion by saying, “Even for me, I can’t withstand a full-force swipe from Chen Song’s axe, I’m afraid he’s about to be split into half because firstly, he has no Energy at all. Secondly, he has no techniques and thirdly, he has no defense.”
“You’re being too noisy!” Chu Feng finally made a move at this moment. He let out a snort of impatience and made a simple movement by lifting two of his fingers lightly. Clank! That magnificent axe of Chen Song’s was just like a leaf that had fallen on a grand mountain; Chu Feng had pinned his axe with those two fingers without breaking a sweat.
“H-How was this possible?” Chen Song’s expressions immediately changed and he was in utter shock, as if he had just seen a ghost.
The very next moment, Chu Feng just flicked his fingers.
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[1] Li Kui, nicknamed Black Whirlwind, is a fictional character in Water Margin, one of the Four Great Classical Novels in Chinese literature. He ranks 22nd among the 36 Heavenly Spirits, the first third of the 108 Stars of Destiny. He is better known as “Black Whirlwind” for his dark skin and his berserk behaviour in fights. He also carries a pair of axes.
