Chapter 577: Waste!
"You want to fight? I’ll fight you!"
These were Leng Feng’s words, and his attitude was crystal clear.
"You aren’t worthy of fighting Instructor Lin!"
Hearing this, how could Xie Hui possibly restrain himself?
"What an arrogant brat. He thinks he can act so high and mighty just because he has a little skill!" Xie Hui sneered coldly. "Do you even know who I am?"
"I’m not interested in who you are, nor do I care to find out," Leng Feng said, clenching his fists. "But since you look down on Instructor Lin, I’ll beat you until you submit!"
Everyone was stunned by Leng Feng’s words.
Has this kid gone mad, or is he just that arrogant? That Xie Hui is clearly a tough opponent. Can he really win?
"Good one, kid!" Xie Hui’s face darkened as he laughed with rage. "You really dare to be so insolent just because you learned a few unorthodox tricks? Today, I’ll teach you some manners!"
Kong Lin’s face tightened with anxiety as he spoke with dissatisfaction, "Sister Zou, this is hardly appropriate. This is a matter concerning the Southeast Military Region. Since when do outsiders have the right to interfere?"
But Sister Zou just laughed. "Old Kong, there’s something you don’t know. Little Xie is now my bodyguard. Furthermore, the higher-ups are about to appoint the Bagua Sect Leader as the chief advisor for the Southeast Military Region."
"What?" Kong Lin was startled. "How come I didn’t know about this?"
He was the commander of the Southeast Military Region, yet he was completely unaware of this?
"Old Kong, I’m not trying to criticize you, but you know the state of the Southeast Military Region these past few years," Sister Zou said, her tone turning serious. "How long has it been? Year after year, the Southeast Military Region ranks last. The higher-ups are extremely displeased. The reason the Bagua Sect Leader is being appointed as chief advisor this time is not only to establish a new, effective training regimen, but also to weed out some of the dead weight."
"After all, the Divine Machine Camp was once so glorious."
Upon hearing Sister Zou’s words, Kong Lin’s face became extremely grim.
"Since our Instructor Lin claims his methods are effective, it must mean the men he’s trained aren’t half-bad," Sister Zou said with a smile. "In that case, there’s no harm in letting Little Xie test them out."
Sister Zou’s intention was clear: she wanted Leng Feng and Xie Hui to fight to prove whether Lin Mu’s training methods were sound.
Kong Lin looked toward Lin Mu.
Lin Mu smiled.
"You make a good point." Lin Mu stood with his hands behind his back, a confident smile on his face. "True gold fears no fire. Since you want a test, then a test it shall be."
"Instructor Lin, rest assured! I will use my fists to show certain people that questioning you is the biggest mistake they will ever make!" Leng Feng declared, his gaze locked on Xie Hui. "Are we fighting or not? Stop wasting time!"
If he had wanted to prove himself before, now his only goal was to defend Instructor Lin! He would not tolerate anyone showing the slightest disrespect to his instructor!
"Such an arrogant brat!" Enraged, Xie Hui stomped his foot. BANG! The ground cracked, forming a small crater as he shot toward Leng Feng.
"I’ll personally show you just how weak you are!" Xie Hui’s expression was ominous as he snarled, "And that Instructor Lin you keep mentioning is nothing more than a grandstanding clown!"
He threw a punch that seemed to carry the roar of wind and thunder—the Bagua Fist!
As a disciple of the Bagua Sect Leader, Xie Hui’s strength was naturally not to be underestimated. The power contained in this one punch made even Kong Ying’s face drain of color.
If I were facing that punch, I wouldn’t stand a chance!
RUMBLE!
The force of the punch tore through the air, aimed straight at Leng Feng.
Leng Feng was fearless. A divine light burst from his eyes, his pupils shining like brilliant stars. Although Xie Hui was fast, in Leng Feng’s eyes, he was moving no faster than a jogging civilian. He wasn’t fast at all.
Leng Feng took a deep breath, let out a sudden roar, and threw a punch of his own.
"Has this kid gone mad?" Seeing Leng Feng actually choose to meet Xie Hui’s fist head-on, Kong Ying’s face twisted with anxiety. If Leng Feng lost to Xie Hui, the consequences would be far more severe.
However, the next moment, Kong Ying was left completely stunned.
THUD!
A muffled sound echoed as a figure was sent flying back.
It was Xie Hui!
"Cough, cough!" Xie Hui hit the ground and skidded back several feet, a look of utter disbelief on his face.
It was only after trading blows with Leng Feng that he realized how formidable his opponent was. It was as if the other man could see right through his techniques. And worse, his opponent’s strength was no less than his own!
"How is that possible!" Feeling the searing pain in his fist, Xie Hui said through gritted teeth, "I’m a disciple of the Bagua Sect Leader! How could you possibly be my match?!"
"The Bagua Sect Leader?" Leng Feng grinned. "Is he supposed to be impressive? Compared to Instructor Lin, he isn’t even worth a fart!"
Not wanting to waste any more time on the fool, Leng Feng turned to leave the field.
Hearing his master insulted, fury erupted in Xie Hui’s eyes.
"You’re courting death!" With a roar, Xie Hui lunged forward again. At the same time, a dark object slid from his other sleeve. The Iron Eight Trigrams! It was the signature weapon of the Bagua Sect’s disciples, and its appearance was like a demonic omen.
"Be careful!" Kong Ying shouted in alarm, her face twisting with anger. To use a weapon in a spar, and in a sneak attack no less—Xie Hui was truly despicable.
Even Sister Zou’s expression soured, but it was too late to intervene. Xie Hui was simply too fast.
However, just as Xie Hui was about to strike Leng Feng’s back, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him and thrust out a single finger.
CRACK!
A sharp cracking sound echoed across the field. Xie Hui’s Iron Eight Trigrams had shattered!
Glancing at the broken weapon, Xie Hui froze in shock.
At that moment, a voice colder than ice fell upon his ears. "On my turf, you dare to ambush my people? You’ve got some nerve."
A sharp slap cracked through the air, sending Xie Hui flying. He had no time to react, crashing heavily to the ground.
"Puh!" Xie Hui’s face flushed crimson as he coughed up a mouthful of blood, his expression turning to one of sheer horror.
I didn’t even see him move! He was a hundred steps away... How did he appear in front of me, shatter my Iron Eight Trigrams with one finger, and slap me away? That speed... that power... It’s terrifying!
But Lin Mu had no intention of letting Xie Hui off. This man had insulted him repeatedly and even tried to ambush Leng Feng. Death was too good for him.
Lin Mu slowly walked toward Xie Hui, emanating a palpable killing intent that made everyone shiver.
"Stop!" Sister Zou’s face changed dramatically as she cried out, "Xie Hui is a disciple of the Bagua Sect Leader! If you harm him, even I won’t be able to protect you!"
"Shut up!" Lin Mu shot a glare at Sister Zou, his voice laced with ice. "Who the hell do you think you are to lecture me?"
As he spoke, Lin Mu stepped directly onto Xie Hui’s shoulder.
"Since you like sneak attacks, you won’t be needing this arm anymore."
CRACK!
With a sickening crunch, Xie Hui’s shoulder was crushed.