Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique-Chapter 1448 - 1449: You’ve Got Some Nerve!

Bai Qi looked at the Yuwen Liang in front of him. This person’s strength was not something he could contend with, let alone the brawny man in the Dragon Eagle Armor standing among those old elite disciples.

This person’s whole demeanor was like a mountain — immovable. Although he stood silently with his arms crossed, everyone could see that he was the real deal.

As for Yuwen Liang, he was merely a henchman.

Just by standing there, he exuded an invisible pressure that made it difficult for anyone to even think of resisting.

This was definitely an Emperor Strong!

No matter how strong the Limit Second Stage or Limit Third Stage was, in front of an Emperor, they were just ants!

Unwilling!

Anger!

Inside, Bai Qi was filled with rage, yet he had to submit, there was no choice but to yield.

Otherwise, if he never got to go out on missions again, the loss of Contribution Points would be unimaginable.

Catching Bai Qi’s gaze, Yuwen Liang nodded in satisfaction, lightly patting Bai Qi’s shoulder, and said with a faint smile, "Not bad, you’re a smart guy."

Bai Qi sighed lightly, reluctantly took out his Identity Token, and handed over half of his hard-earned Contribution Points to Yuwen Liang.

Not far away, Ling Feng and his group were heading back to their quarters. They saw this scene and all frowned.

"These people are just insane!"

Lin Mu clenched his fist and cursed, "Bastards! Aren’t they afraid of the Elders reprimanding them?"

"Reprimand? This might just be a tacit rule from above."

Ling Feng pursed his lips and said coolly, "The weak are prey to the strong. This is how it is even at the East Spirit Immortal Pond, let alone here in the Land of Conquest? As long as they’re not killing each other, the Elders probably turn a blind eye. But..."

Ling Feng squinted and looked toward Yuwen Liang with a wry smile, "Bai Qi’s small amount of Contribution Points, how could it be worth it for those guys? They’re probably aiming for me!"

With just a glance, Ling Feng recognized Yuwen Liang. That sharp, monkey-like ugly face was hard not to recognize.

"So it’s him!"

Lee Fei frowned, gritting her teeth, "Junior Brother Ling, that guy still came after you."

"Perfect, I was just upset I hadn’t done anything on the battlefield today, and they’ve come right to my door asking for a beating."

Ling Feng raised his sword-like eyebrows and strode towards the martial field.

At that moment, Yuwen Liang obviously noticed Ling Feng and his group approaching, quickly walked to Donghuang Xuanyi, and whispered, "Senior Brother Donghuang, that kid is Ling Feng, the one who is arrogant, ignoring all the senior brothers."

"Oh? So he’s the one that even Feng Shao’an feels inferior to?"

Donghuang Xuanyi locked his gaze onto Ling Feng, scrutinizing him before letting out a cold snort, "Hmph, weaker than I imagined. Feng Shao’an can’t even deal with such waste, I’ve truly overestimated him!"

"Hehe, indeed, in front of Senior Brother Donghuang, what is Feng Shao’an worth, let alone that brat still wet behind the ears!" Yuwen Liang chuckled, subtly flattering.

"Alright, today I’ll teach him what it means to be a man and what respect for senior brothers looks like!"

Donghuang Xuanyi gently stretched his fingers, producing a cracking sound like frying beans, his eyes gleaming brightly, his entire body exuding a stifling brute strength.

"Ling Feng!"

The Inner Sect elites had also spotted Ling Feng and his group quickly approaching.

Bai Qi’s eyes lit up momentarily before dimming, shaking his head with a soft sigh.

Surely, Ling Feng was indeed remarkable, even overpowering Feng Shao’an and Yin Jian. But that was in the Death Soul Demon Abyss, where all martial artists’ Elemental Power was heavily suppressed, allowing him to shine with his Divine Power.

Here, however, was not the Death Soul Demon Abyss, this time, even he would have to obediently admit defeat.

For those people, it’s not much of a loss as their Contribution Points weren’t much, but Ling Feng was different. He seized the first credit with fifty thousand Conquest Points, which still hadn’t had time to cool. Would it also be halved?

Fifty thousand!

Just thinking about it hurt. Losing half, that’s two and a half million Contribution Points!

Hidden within the crowd, Yuwen Changkong watched the scene with a cold sneer: Ling Feng, oh Ling Feng, today you’re in bad luck! Hmph, since you offended me that day, it was destined you’d end up like this! 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

At this moment, Yuwen Changkong’s eyes burned with fervor as if already witnessing Ling Feng being trampled underfoot.

Finally, under everyone’s gaze, Ling Feng walked into the martial field with a calm expression, casting a distant glance at Donghuang Xuanyi, raising his sword-like eyebrows and smiling faintly, "What’s today, that we’re all standing around here?"

"Hmph!"

Yuwen Liang snorted coldly, squinting at Ling Feng, saying darkly, "Boy, you actually dared to come back. Just in time, hand over your Contribution Tax obediently, don’t waste Senior Brother Donghuang’s time!"

Yuwen Liang knew Ling Feng well enough; naturally, he wouldn’t hand it over willingly. Next, when Donghuang Xuanyi made a move, Ling Feng would immediately be beaten into a dead dog!

This was beyond doubt.

After all, Donghuang Xuanyi was a Heavenly Destiny Realm Emperor, and a genius of such an evil level that he could battle beyond his level.

As for Ling Feng?

He was merely a Divine Sea Realm, this isn’t the Death Soul Demon Abyss, he couldn’t overturn the heavens!

As for the Hui Yue Saintess as his backer, she had already left the Land of Conquest for the sect this morning.

And this was their reason for choosing today to act.

Of course, here they were overthinking. The Hui Yue Saintess was not Ling Feng’s backer; on the contrary, if she knew Ling Feng was in trouble, she would probably be very pleased.

"Contribution Tax?"

Ling Feng glanced at Yuwen Liang and suddenly slapped him, while sneering, "What a big face you have!"

"Ling Feng, how dare you!"

Yuwen Liang’s eyelid twitched, never expecting Ling Feng to act so suddenly, hurriedly trying to dodge. But he suddenly saw a purple light flash in Ling Feng’s eyes, the world spinning, and when trying to retreat backward, he went forward instead.

Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, it looked like Yuwen Liang had voluntarily moved his face forward to be slapped by Ling Feng.

With a "slap," Yuwen Liang was sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with a few teeth.

Ling Feng used his Dragon Elephant Divine Power to slap him, yet he didn’t slap him to death; lucky him!

"Tsk tsk, not only does your face look big, but it’s pretty thick too!"

Ling Feng fanned his hand, frowning slightly, "That slap made my hand sore."

"Pfft—"

The Qing Ping Fairy and the other ladies couldn’t hold back, bursting into laughter. Lin Mu, that mischievous fellow, gave Ling Feng a thumbs up, laughing heartily, "Haha, as expected from Brother Ling!"

Yuwen Liang struggled to get up, glaring angrily at Ling Feng. His strength was similar to Yin Jian’s, so he shouldn’t have been taken down by Ling Feng with one move. He just never thought Ling Feng would act so unpredictably when Donghuang Xuanyi, an Emperor Strong, was present. He still dared to strike proactively.

This guy really was outrageously arrogant!