Urban All-Round Master-Chapter 1640 - 1674: Battle with Nolan He, Heavenly Hand Reveals Its Power
"Bang!"
The black long spear cut through, creating a dazzling Divine Rainbow, clashing savagely with Lin Zifeng’s Heavenly Hand. Immediately, Lin Zifeng flipped in mid-air, extended his fingers, and wedged the black spearhead between them. With the explosive force of his fingers, a clang resounded! Sparks flew from the black spearhead.
Afterward, Lin Zifeng exerted force and snapped the spearhead in his fingers.
"What!"
Nolan He’s eyes narrowed, shocked that the opponent could achieve such strength with just his hands. What kind of martial arts is this?
He didn’t know that Lin Zifeng’s Totem Battle Skills were concentrated in his hands. Just through sheer flesh, he could directly withstand any weapon.
Completely disregarding the opponent’s long spear!
"Return this to you!" Lin Zifeng sneered, flicked his fingers, and the broken spearhead turned into a streak of light, slicing towards Nolan He.
"Clang!"
Nolan He spread his legs, leaped into the air, grasped the spear shaft, and smashed downward with force, turning the spearhead into a shower of sparks!
"Swish..."
Seizing the moment, Lin Zifeng moved once more, transforming into black light, charging at Nolan He.
"Let’s see what skills you have to counter this time!"
"Haha... truly, youth is promising." Nolan He took three steps back, abandoned the spear shaft, and his fingers, like dragons, sliced through the dark night sky, releasing dazzling beams of light.
Yet, Lin Zifeng’s Heavenly Hand was almost indestructible, cutting through everything relentlessly. As soon as Nolan He’s attacks came forth, they were broken one by one, completely neutralized.
"Now it’s my turn!"
Lin Zifeng leaped up, swinging his fist with an endless, terrifying Fist Light.
This punch packed immense power; if Nolan He couldn’t withstand it, he would be injured.
However, Nolan He didn’t even think, directly swung his fist, colliding fiercely with Lin Zifeng’s. Instantly, a blast erupted.
Both were shaken back several steps by each other’s overwhelming force.
Time seemed frozen; Lin Zifeng remained still, and Nolan He also didn’t move. In these few exchanges, neither employed their strongest techniques. They merely tested each other.
Soon, a bright smile bloomed on Nolan He’s old face.
Lin Zifeng responded with a smile.
"Haha, worthy of being the strongest King. Relying solely on pure force, you match me blow for blow. In a few years, I fear I won’t withstand more than a few moves against you."
Nolan He laughed heartily.
"If time could reverse, I believe I also couldn’t evade more than a few moves from you." Lin Zifeng smiled, expressionless.
"Haha, since the duel is concluded, neither loss nor win—how shall we reckon this?" Nolan He retracted his right hand and slowly placed it behind him; his entire arm trembled slightly, a scarlet blood stream ran down his arm, reaching the palm, he slowly clenched his fist to prevent the blood from dripping...
Despite this, he maintained calm composure.
Facing Lin Zifeng, he—a Sub-Saint on the verge of entering Fourth Layer Heaven Self-made Space—had no means to overpower him. The youth before him was terrifyingly formidable!
If he obtained the peerless fierce weapon, wouldn’t this guy become invincible!
"Since the rules didn’t mention ’victory’ or ’defeat’, is this fate?" Lin Zifeng squinted and smiled: "Since it’s fate, I don’t dare defy it."
"All right! From today, consider our two families as allies. Should you face any difficulty, feel free to approach the Nolan Family; as long as the Nolan Family can help, we won’t hesitate."
"Heh heh... Thank you in advance, Senior Nolan～"
Lin Zifeng nodded respectfully, but a chilling murderous intent flashed across his eyes. If he weren’t uncertain about the opponent’s strength, Lin Zifeng would have seized the chance to kill him.
"Since we reached an understanding, this old man won’t disturb you further. For this matter, I couldn’t eat nor drink recently, and couldn’t sleep peacefully either."
Nolan He said with a smile, his face pale. He knew he couldn’t linger. His arm injury was severe.
"Very well, since it’s fate, why should I defy it?" Lin Zifeng wore a skin-deep smile, waved, and swiftly departed.
Now, Lin Zifeng feared the Nolan Family might launch a surprise attack against Huayu, assassinating their leaders.
And the Nolan Family also feared this scoundrel might launch a surprise attack at night; if this chaos continued, the family would fall to this guy...
......
After Lin Zifeng left, Nolan He’s face was pale as he cautiously stretched his trembling arm before him, only to see it covered in blood, making him feel unwell.
His eyes of fury fixed on the path Lin Zifeng had taken, a gleam of cold, fierce intent flickered...
"The youth is too powerful! He absolutely cannot be left alive. Given three more years, who in all of Yanjing could possibly challenge him?"
......
Leaving the woods, Lin Zifeng exhaled a sigh of relief at last. Nolan He’s arrival was timely; had he not come, Lin Zifeng would have worried if the Nolan Family would send assassins.
Yet, now Lin Zifeng still couldn’t ease up, for if the Shangguan or Ouyang Family sent assassins, it wouldn’t bode well for him...
...
Early the next day, all Huayu Group employees went to work as usual, and Zhang Xixi was already at the company. Nangong Bing had also stayed at the company for the past couple of days, so hadn’t returned home.
The new villa in Yanjing was almost purchased and organized, so Lin Zifeng drove the little QQ to Huayu Group to fetch the old lady to see the villa.
But before seeing the villa, he saw the little QQ in front of him, Nangong Bing blinked her moist eyes, straightened her delicate body, hugged her arms across her chest, and glared irritably at Lin Zifeng leaning against the QQ’s hood smoking.
"I asked you to buy a car, and you brought back this one?"
"Why? Can’t it be driven?" Lin Zifeng nodded, completely forgetting about last night’s events with Zhang Xixi, and the confrontation with Nolan He...
"..."
A fit of anger stuck in her throat; Nangong Bing really wanted to slap this brat dead. She had clearly asked him to buy an Audi Q7, or even a BMW.
But no, he was simply so honest. Too honest!
So he brought back a little QQ...
"My dear, what’s wrong with sitting in a QQ? A man as low-profile as myself, even driving a QQ, is still living, isn’t he? It’s not like I’d lose a piece of myself!" Lin Zifeng blinked at her.
"But the car I asked you to buy?"
Nangong Bing was somewhat tempted to hit him.
"Isn’t this a car, QQ. Such a good car, no? Driving it with you, how many people would envy me~ right." This guy blinked...
