Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the square-faced Martial Artist lay prone on the ground, slowly consuming the bun he had just trampled.

This scene made everyone's eyes freeze.

These four individuals were members of the Ye family in Dayang City. Although they couldn't compare to the six major families of Flowing Cloud Region, in terms of power, they definitely ranked among the top ten in Flowing Cloud Region!

The few streets in this vicinity were all Ye family property. These four were usually arrogant and domineering, and no one dared to oppose them. Yet today, they were groveling like dogs, leaving the crowd dumbfounded.

At the same time, many felt a sense of satisfaction deep down and admired Luo Feng's courage and methods.

Many people present had suffered at the hands of these four. How could they not feel gratified seeing them in this pathetic state?

"Lick it clean. If you miss even a speck, don't even think about leaving here alive today."

Luo Feng glanced expressionlessly at the square-faced Martial Artist on the ground and spoke again, his voice chilling. The Ye family Martial Artists shivered slightly but dared not refute him.

Luo Feng's earlier ghost-like speed had left a deep impression on them. The young man before them possessed formidable strength! They were definitely no match for him.

Realizing this, even though they wished for nothing more than to mince Luo Feng into a thousand pieces, they dared not disobey in the slightest. They watched helplessly as the square-faced Martial Artist licked clean the bun that had been trampled into muck on the ground.

"I've licked it clean. Can we go now?"

After a moment, the square-faced Martial Artist looked up at Luo Feng, his eyes filled with deep resentment.

As dignified members of the Ye family, who in Dayang City, aside from those from the City Lord Mansion, dared to act arrogantly before them?

But today, they were publicly humiliated by a mere youth!

This made the square-faced Martial Artist's head almost explode with anger. I'll leave this place, return to the family immediately, and have the family experts deal with this ignorant brat who doesn't know his place! he secretly plotted.

"Leave?"

Luo Feng raised an eyebrow, glanced at the square-faced Martial Artist, and said, "Did you forget something?"

The square-faced Martial Artist's face stiffened. Luo Feng had previously said that besides licking the bun clean, he also had to cripple his cultivation.

However, if he crippled his cultivation, he would become a cripple from then on!

At that point, he would surely be expelled from the Ye family and would likely end up as a beggar.

Am I going to end up like these dregs?

Glancing at the shabbily dressed middle-aged woman beside him, the square-faced Martial Artist's expression was incredibly unsightly. Regret filled his heart, but even more so, it was resentment towards Luo Feng, as well as the middle-aged woman and the little girl before him.

"Kid, don't push your luck!"

The three azure-robed Martial Artists beside him finally couldn't bear it any longer and gritted their teeth.

"So what if I am? Weren't you all acting so mighty just now? Have you never heard the saying, 'You reap what you sow?'"

Luo Feng's gaze swept over them, carrying a hint of provocation; it was sharp and domineering. The three azure-robed Martial Artists' faces changed color several times, becoming as dark as water.

The words Luo Feng spoke were precisely what they had said to the beggar mother and daughter earlier. They hadn't expected the tables to turn so quickly, with them ending up in this predicament.

The middle-aged woman by his side had also heard of the Ye family from Dayang City. Worried that the situation would get out of hand and implicate Luo Feng, she whispered:

"Benefactor, thank you for saving my daughter and me. You don't need to be hard on them anymore. We'll leave Dayang City immediately."

Hearing this, the azure-robed Martial Artists were overjoyed. The square-faced Martial Artist secretly glared at the middle-aged woman: You know what's good for you!

"No!"

Luo Feng shook his head, his piercing gaze fixed on the azure-robed Martial Artists. He said calmly, "I always mean what I say. You have only two paths before you. One, cripple your cultivation, and I'll spare your dog lives. Two, I'll personally send the four of you on your way."

The four azure-robed Martial Artists' expressions stiffened. They all sensed that Luo Feng would absolutely not change his mind. It was either death or crippling their cultivation; there was no third option!

"Who is this person, to possess such audacity!"

"Knowing these four belong to the Ye family and still daring to act this way, his background is probably not simple."

"Yang Wanyi's celebration feast is in three days. Many young talents from other places have been arriving, including quite a few genius Disciples from the Twelve Golden Palaces. Could he be one of them?"

"It's very possible. I once chanced upon Lu Xiao Yun, one of the Ten Great New Dragons. This person's temperament is somewhat similar."

"You're exaggerating. This person is indeed extraordinary, but he can't be on par with the Ten Great New Dragons, can he? Each of the Ten Great New Dragons is a master of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, all of them astonishingly talented and outstanding. How could just anyone compare?"

"I'm just making an analogy."

Seeing Luo Feng's extraordinary demeanor and considerable strength, the crowd couldn't help but speculate about his identity.

"I... I will cripple my cultivation!"

The square-faced Martial Artist had already experienced Luo Feng's methods. After some hesitation, fear finally gained the upper hand. Gritting his teeth, he slammed his palm onto his Dantian.

POP.

A strange ripple spread out. The square-faced Martial Artist spat out a mouthful of dark blood, and his entire body collapsed like a deflated ball.

"You can scram now."

Luo Feng didn't want to kill, so he waved his hand with a cold face.

Hearing this, the square-faced Martial Artist felt as if he had received a pardon. Ignoring the pain in his right foot, he scrambled and crawled out of the crowd.

Luo Feng's gaze swept towards the remaining three azure-robed Martial Artists. "Your turn."

The three azure-robed Martial Artists' faces changed. The young man before them was terrifyingly strong, but they absolutely could not bring themselves to cripple their cultivation.

"It seems you're unwilling." Luo Feng couldn't be bothered to wait any longer and walked towards them step by step.

"He's only skilled in Light Martial Arts! Two fists are no match for four hands. The three of us, let's team up and kill this brat!"

One of the azure-robed Martial Artists couldn't bear the pressure of Luo Feng's approach. Desperation fueled his courage, and he gritted his teeth, saying this.

"Agreed!"

The other two also nodded.

THUMP, THUMP, THUMP...

Just as the few of them were about to make a move, the sound of urgent horse hooves echoed from the other end of the street.

"Lin Yuan, what are you doing?"

A thunderous shout rang out, making the entire street buzz.

The three azure-robed Martial Artists, their faces pale, immediately looked excited upon hearing the voice. They shouted loudly, "Steward Hong, you've come at the perfect time! This person doesn't respect our Ye family and even wants to cripple our cultivation! How audacious!"

Hearing the voice, everyone looked towards the other end of the street.

From the other side of the street, a middle-aged man in a blue brocade robe came galloping on a horse. He didn't slow down even as he approached the dense crowd, scaring the surrounding people into scattering and fleeing.

Luo Feng glanced up at him. His aura was comparable to Duanmu Ji's, merely at the early stage of the Nine Heavens Heavenly Court Realm.

A trace of disdain flashed in Luo Feng's eyes as he walked directly towards the three azure-robed Martial Artists.

The three azure-robed Martial Artists' faces changed drastically, and they cried out urgently, "Steward Hong, save us!"

"Brat, stop right there!"

The middle-aged man on the horse shouted loudly, a cold glint in his eyes. He suddenly squeezed the horse's belly hard with his legs, and with a powerful effort, man and horse leaped up, reaching a height of five or six meters, charging towards Luo Feng from a hundred meters away.

The middle-aged man's mount was clearly a fine steed. It showed no panic even while in mid-air, its large eyes stared intently at Luo Feng, and its two huge front hooves kicked out repeatedly in the air, like two giant hammers, causing the air to crackle with explosions.

Feeling the sharp astral wind rushing towards them, the hearts of the surrounding people turned slightly cold.

This steed was a Black Lion Cloud Horse. Although not a Demon Beast like the Six-leg Demon Horses, it was still an exceptionally rare and fine steed.

It was rumored that the Black Lion Cloud Horse possessed the bloodline of the ferocious Black Lion, making it incredibly fierce and powerful, with strength exceeding a thousand jun. A kick like that could probably shatter steel. What would happen if it landed on a person?

The three azure-robed Martial Artists beside them, however, were ecstatic, their eyes wide, eager to see Luo Feng's brains splattered by the horse's hooves.

Luo Feng watched the fierce horse leaping towards him, snorted coldly in his heart, and lightly tapped his feet on the ground, neither retreating nor dodging.

The fierce horse was as fast as lightning, crossing dozens of meters in an instant. Its two huge hooves descended heavily, carrying a sharp whistling sound of tearing air.

BOOM!

The moment the fierce horse's hooves landed, Luo Feng suddenly threw a punch. His momentum was like a tiger's, and a fierce wind swept out, instilling a feeling of being utterly outmatched in everyone on the street.

"Not good!"

On horseback, Steward Hong, whose killing intent was surging, felt the fierce wind rushing at him. His expression changed drastically, and he tapped his feet on the horse's back, leaping out.

At the same time, Luo Feng's fist had already slammed into the horse's hooves.

BOOM!

Amidst the huge sound, the Black Lion Cloud Horse let out a mournful whinny. Its four-meter-long body was sent flying high into the air, reaching over ten meters, before exploding into a pile of shattered flesh and blood. Blood rained down like a bloody shower.

Steward Hong flew back dozens of meters, crashing through a wall before he stopped.

He was hit by the shockwave of the punch. Although not injured, he was dazed.

This scene left the surrounding onlookers dumbfounded.

They had anticipated that the young man before them was strong, but they hadn't expected him to be so outrageously powerful.

Steward Hong was one of the Ye family's notable experts, an early-stage Nine Heavens Heavenly Court Realm cultivator. Even in the entire Dayang City, he was considered a significant figure, yet he had been sent flying by a single punch. Although he wasn't injured, it was still incredibly remarkable.

Shaking his dizzy head, Steward Hong quickly recovered. He felt some regret for underestimating his opponent; if he had been a bit more cautious, he wouldn't have been so disgraced.

Looking ahead, Steward Hong's expression changed dramatically.

After knocking back Steward Hong with one punch, Luo Feng didn't pause and went straight for the three azure-robed Martial Artists.

"Steward Hong, save us!"

Seeing Luo Feng approaching, the three azure-robed Martial Artists' faces turned as pale as paper.

The image of Luo Feng knocking back Steward Hong with a single punch was still vivid in their minds. The three finally realized how terrifying the young man before them was; he was not an enemy they could resist. Intense fear made them too scared to even flee; they could only cry for help.

"Brat, you dare!"

Steward Hong was furious. A surging aura erupted from his body, making his clothes flutter loudly.

BOOM!

With a heavy stomp, the ground beneath Steward Hong's feet shattered, and his figure shot forward, attempting a rescue.

A hint of ridicule appeared at the corner of Luo Feng's mouth. His figure flashed, and in an instant, he appeared beside the three azure-robed Martial Artists, striking out repeatedly with his palms.

AHH! AHH! AHH!

A series of shrill screams rang out. The three azure-robed Martial Artists were sent flying, vomiting blood, and crashed heavily onto the street over ten meters away, barely alive; Luo Feng had crippled their cultivation.

The surrounding crowd looked at the three azure-robed Martial Artists lying on the ground, their condition unknown, their expressions shocked again and again.

This young man, right in front of the Ye family's expert, Steward Hong, had crippled three men without the slightest mercy! Utterly terrifying!

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