"Boom, boom, boom!"
The battle raged on. Chu Feng stood alone against three Yuan Wu Realm experts. Though he wasn't gaining the upper hand, he remained undefeated.
This unheard-of miracle was playing out right before everyone's eyes. The Chu family desperately hoped Chu Feng would win. It wouldn't just mean they might escape disaster; it meant the Chu family might ascend to an entirely new peak.
With this miracle-making youth present, they knew the Chu family would no longer be ordinary—at least, not forever confined to this small Kaoshan Town.
"Szzzzt!"
Suddenly, several bolts of lightning merged together and swept forward, like a whip of thunder. They shattered the martial arts of all three clan heads, blasting them back again and again.
"Brat, don't get cocky!" Taking a hit, all three clan heads counterattacked at once. They condensed even stronger Yuan Force and unleashed more powerful martial techniques, launching a combined assault on Chu Feng.
Yet no matter how strong their attacks were, they were futile against Chu Feng's thunder. Not a single one could so much as scratch him.
"Is this kid even human? Is the Spiritual Energy in his body endless?"
"Don't rush. If he can wield a Fifth-rank Martial Art, he must have cultivated a Mystic Art too. It's normal for him to have massive reserves. But Fifth-rank Martial Arts consume Spiritual Energy like crazy. With his level, he won't last long."
"Exactly. Even with enormous reserves, his Spiritual Energy will run out eventually. He can't outlast us. This way, he's bound to lose." The three clan heads whispered among themselves.
Because the quality of Yuan Force and Spiritual Energy was worlds apart, even though Chu Feng could temporarily hold his own with the power of his Fifth-rank Martial Art, they believed his Spiritual Energy would soon be exhausted. When that happened, they would surely defeat him.
"Whoosh!"
But at that moment, a gust of wind rose beneath Chu Feng's feet, and he vanished in an instant. When he reappeared, he was behind the Ma family head, his blade-like hand already chopping down toward the man's neck.
"Psch!"
It all happened too fast, too suddenly. Chu Feng's lightning-wreathed hand sliced through like a sickle. A spray of blood erupted, and before the Ma family head could react, his head was severed. A triumphant smile still lingered on his face.
"Old fools, don't let your guard down when fighting me."
Having struck down the Ma family head with a single blow, a wicked smirk played on Chu Feng's lips. He stepped forward, becoming a streak of wind once more, and vanished again.
"This kid's too fast. Stay sharp!"
Seeing this, the two remaining clan heads' brows furrowed. They dared not relax for a second, standing back-to-back in a tight defense.
"Whoosh!"
Just then, Chu Feng suddenly appeared. His arm trembled slightly, and the lightning clinging to it burst forth, transforming into a bolt of lightning that resembled a sword, slashing toward their backs.
"Don't underestimate us, brat!" Both clan heads unleashed their formidable techniques to block Chu Feng's strike.
"Whoosh!" But Chu Feng just gave a faint smile. Before the lightning sword could land, he spun and vanished once more, reappearing behind the Wang family head.
"Watch out!" The Xu family head was the first to react, immediately shouting a warning.