"No grudge, you say? He insulted my brother inside the Seal Village. It was only right for me to deal with him."
"Besides, I wanted to prove to you that you're not as strong as you think. You're not invincible — at the very least, anyone you can defeat, I can defeat with ease as well." Sun Hao spoke with a smug grin.
Hearing those words, the fury in Chu Feng's chest burned even brighter. He couldn't be bothered with empty talk and pointed at Sun Hao. "Enough talk. You wanted a spar, right? Then let's do it now."
"Oh, so eager to get beaten. But let me warn you first — when I fight, I don't hold back. If I accidentally take your life, don't come crying to me," Sun Hao said.
"In that case, if I accidentally kill you, your people won't blame me either, will they?" Chu Feng directed those words toward Sun Feiyang. He knew full well that at this moment, the greatest threat the Spirit World Alliance faced was not Sun Hao, but Sun Feiyang.
"Rest assured, I will not interfere in a spar between the younger generation."
"You may fight freely. Life or death — that will depend on your own ability." As he spoke, Sun Feiyang retreated to the side. At the same time, Sun Lei, Huang Feng, and the others also withdrew.
Seeing this, Old Village Chief Ma raised his hand to signal and led the people of the Seal Village backward, leaving a vast open area for Chu Feng and Sun Hao.
"Chu Feng, be careful— careful, don't— don't let your guard down. This kid called Sun— Sun— Sun Hao, he's no joke. He really does have— have— have some tricks up his sleeve."
However, just then, a familiar voice suddenly reached Chu Feng's ears. It was Wang Qiang.
So he hadn't truly fallen unconscious after all — he was still awake, though his voice was extremely weak, making it clear that the injuries he'd sustained were no joke.
"Do you want him dead?" Upon learning that Wang Qiang hadn't lost consciousness, Chu Feng turned to Sun Hao and asked. He wanted to save Wang Qiang.
After all, he was about to fight Sun Hao, and Wang Qiang was still within their combat zone. Under these circumstances, Wang Qiang was in extreme danger and needed to be moved away immediately.
"Oh, I suppose you two could be considered enemies, yet you care so much about whether he lives or dies?" Sun Hao caught the meaning behind Chu Feng's words and let out a cold laugh.
"I simply don't want our battle to involve bystanders. Besides, right now he's completely defenseless. Even a stray shockwave could tear him apart," Chu Feng said.
"Fair point. That stutterer did offend my brother, and I was justified in teaching him a lesson — but it's not really a crime worth dying over. Fine, I'll spare his miserable life."
With a wave of his massive sleeve, Sun Hao sent a gust of fierce wind sweeping past Wang Qiang's body, blasting him away and into the crowd of Seal Village villagers.
However, that gust of wind concealed lethal intent. While carrying Wang Qiang, it also slammed directly into his wounds, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood and let out a miserable howl.
"Young friend Wang Qiang!" Old Village Chief Ma immediately reached out and caught Wang Qiang, pulling him close before beginning to tend to his injuries.
Chu Feng said nothing, but beneath his sleeves, both fists had clenched tight. Whether or not Sun Hao knew that Wang Qiang had regained consciousness, this act had thoroughly ignited his fury.
"Chu Feng, I've dealt with that piece of trash. Are you ready to get beaten?" As if sensing the hidden anger within Chu Feng, Sun Hao provocatively spoke up.
"Heh. Come. I'll show you exactly who's going to be the one getting beaten."
Though rage churned within his heart, a faint smile curled up at the corner of Chu Feng's lips. It looked ordinary enough, but beneath it lurked killing intent on all sides.
Even Sun Feiyang, catching sight of that smile, felt his gaze flicker and his brow furrow, sensing that something was terribly wrong.
"Haha, interesting. No matter what special tricks you have to raise yourself from the Fifth Rank of Martial King to the Seventh Rank, let me make one thing perfectly clear — even if you've barely squeezed your way up to the Seventh Rank, don't you dare think you can stand against me."
Sun Hao, however, had clearly not picked up on the killing intent Chu Feng was hiding. He let out a furious shout, then began weaving his hands through the air. As vast martial power surged forth, he launched his attack on Chu Feng without hesitation.
*Boom!*
The Ninth Rank of Martial King, plus two ranks of heaven-defying combat power — Sun Hao's true fighting strength had already reached the level of a Second Rank Half-Emperor.
And what he unleashed now was no ordinary attack, but a Ninth-tier Martial Art. Winds rose and clouds churned, combat power surging like a tidal wave. It was none other than the martial art created by his grandfather, Sun Feiyang — the Devastating Windstorm!
The might of a Second Rank Half-Emperor combined with a Ninth-tier Martial Art — when Sun Hao finally struck, he struck with the force to shake heaven and earth.