Super Soldier in Campus

Chapter 1117 - 1122: Tongue Sword

"Wu Xiaofan! Looks like you really want to win some money, huh? Coming this early! We agreed to meet at eight, and it’s not even seven-thirty yet..." Seeing the target had already arrived, Lin Feng didn’t have time to persuade Ye Lin to retreat. With his hand behind his back, Lin Feng made a retreat gesture towards Ye Lin and directly approached the group of men in black with sunglasses.Two special police officers disguised as Longfeng Martial Hall security guards held batons as they moved close to Lin Feng, taking a stance to protect him while looking somewhat nervous.

"Lin Feng, our young master is in a bad mood today and doesn’t want to waste words with you!" The person standing next to "Wu Xiaofan," Guo Zi, said in a deep voice to Lin Feng, "Here’s three million in cash. Would you like to verify it?"

After that, Guo Zi pointed to the two cool guys in black behind him. The two men in black brought out large cases, and with a few snaps, they opened the lids directly, revealing a pile of Mao Zedong in front of Lin Feng.

Lin Feng glanced at the two boxes of money, then turned his gaze to Wu Xiaofan, chuckling inwardly. This guy is probably not in a bad mood, but more likely can’t speak Chinese well! Lin Feng was now almost eighty percent sure that Wu Xiaofan had been replaced, because this "Wu Xiaofan" exuded a terrifying aura, a presence that ordinary people could not possess!

"No need to verify the goods! Would I not trust the reputation of the Wu Family from Jiangbei?" Lin Feng waved his hand calmly, signaling the two security guards behind him to come forward and take the money boxes. He smiled and said, "Let’s temporarily accept these two boxes of money first!"

"Of course, the Wu Family from Jiangbei would naturally not play any tricks on you!" At this time, no one noticed that beneath Guo Zi’s sunglasses, his eyes narrowed into a smile...

Soon, Wu Xiaofan’s group followed Lin Feng to the largest combat hall on the ground floor of the Longfeng Martial Hall.

Guo Zi glanced at the brightly lit arena and the somewhat empty seats, and couldn’t help but sigh, "It’s a pity, there are so few spectators tonight! Not many people can witness Mr. Lin’s defeat, it’s really too bad!"

Lin Feng gave Guo Zi a meaningful look and said with a smile, "Are you so sure I will lose? Aren’t you afraid that your young master might get killed by me?"

Guo Zi’s face stiffened slightly, he gazed at Lin Feng, and after a few seconds, sneered, "Tonight, my young master will definitely not lose!"

Guo Zi said it with such certainty because he knew Wu Xiaofan indeed wouldn’t lose tonight, because he wasn’t even here!

Lin Feng just gave Guo Zi a quiet, amused glance and said nothing.

The fake "Wu Xiaofan" seemed to sense something at this moment, lifting his head to survey the setup of the combat hall. After finding nothing unusual, he took another look at Lin Feng but saw nothing strange, finally putting his mind at ease.

What the fake Wu Xiaofan didn’t know was that at the moment he inadvertently looked up to check the surroundings, Xiang Wang’s face in the monitoring room instantly froze...

Lin Feng felt his phone vibrate slightly, as a secret message quietly passed from Xiang Wang to his phone.

Then, taking the opportunity to change into his practice suit, Lin Feng silently glanced at his phone and saw Xiang Wang’s message contained only two words, "Tongue Sword!"

Lin Feng’s face flashed with a hint of surprise, then quickly returned to calm...

Soon, Lin Feng, dressed in his practice suit and gloves, stood ten meters apart from the removed sunglasses "Wu Xiaofan." Outside the ring, a dozen of the Longfeng Martial Hall’s "staff," along with Ye Lin, were watching Lin Feng with serious expressions, while on the other side, Guo Zi and the two men in black wore complacent smiles, looking confidently at the ring.

"Lin Feng... I never thought you’d be so stupid... actually daring to get in the ring with me!" Wu Xiaofan spoke for the first time tonight, his voice a bit hoarse, his accent heavy...

In the eyes of Guo Zi and his group below, Lin Feng was already no different from a dead man!

"You’ll know soon enough if I’m stupid or not..." Lin Feng glanced at Wu Xiaofan, a knowing smile spreading across his face, "You must be itching to start, so let’s not waste words, come on then..."

"Hmph! Ignorant fool!" Fake Wu Xiaofan sneered, then reached behind his back. In the next second, a small Flying Knife appeared in front of Lin Feng with a sharp whistling sound, "I’ve heard you’re good with hidden weapons. Today, I’ll match your skill with a hidden weapon of my own, catch this!"

As he spoke, with a flick of Wu Xiaofan’s hand, the Flying Knife shot towards Lin Feng with a piercing whoosh...

Lin Feng squinted his eyes, judging the position by sound, and bent back like a bridge to avoid the whistling Flying Knife... He wasn’t confident in catching it, so dodging was his only option!

"Ha, so your skills are quite average!" Fake Wu Xiaofan mocked Lin Feng, then took advantage of the moment to leap high, closing in on Lin Feng, his right hand forming into a claw, striking heavily towards Lin Feng’s chest. Though without a weapon, his hand was ominous enough to seem like the most terrifying weapon of all!

Observing from outside the ring, Ye Lin felt a surge of fear spreading from the fake Wu Xiaofan, making her shiver involuntarily...

"Be careful!" Ye Lin couldn’t help but remind him... She didn’t know where the danger was coming from, but instinctively felt Lin Feng was in peril!

Inside the ring, Lin Feng knew well the danger posed by the fake Wu Xiaofan, that claw gave Lin Feng a familiar, terrifying, and chilling feeling...

In almost an instant, the name of the opponent’s claw move flashed in Lin Feng’s mind!

"Ghostly Underworld Claw!" Lin Feng shouted in surprise, his figure suddenly accelerating, performing two quick rolls to dodge Wu Xiaofan’s heavy claw strike...

"Heh... figured it out already?!" Wu Xiaofan sneered, standing still without pursuing Lin Feng, and spoke in a cold tone, "Too bad, it’s already too late! You can’t escape now!"

While speaking, Wu Xiaofan lightly wiped his face, some skin-colored, clay-like substance fell off his face, instantly transforming the previously gentle face into a handsome, sharply defined one that looked like a completely different person!

Lin Feng stood up, eyes narrowed, staring at the unfamiliar face before him, feigning shock as he asked, "Who the hell are you?!"

"Heh... I am... the one who will take your life!" Fake Wu Xiaofan laughed coldly, refusing to say more. He dashed towards Lin Feng with extraordinary speed, in the blink of an eye, Wu Xiaofan seemed to disappear entirely to ordinary eyes, and in the next moment, he appeared directly in front of Lin Feng, his hands viciously reaching for Lin Feng’s eyes!

"I want to see how you’ll take my life!" Lin Feng smirked, executing the Willow Step, his figure floating away like willow leaves...