灵气崩坏：地球上最后一个修炼者

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The crowd was left utterly shaken by the scene before them. Lin Feng, truly, was Lin Feng. In his eyes, people were nothing more than mere playthings, to be toyed with at will. And the worst part? No one could afford the luxury of being displeased, for the only path ahead would be one of certain death."Xiaoke, do you feel better now? If not, I could consider dealing with your shameless father myself," Lin Feng asked, turning his gaze to Li Xiaoke standing behind him.Shaken, Li Xiaoke regained her composure and shook her head. "It's fine, forget it."Lin Feng nodded at her response, saying nothing more. But at that moment— "Thud!"Long Hao suddenly dropped to one knee before Lin Feng, his eyes bloodshot, and cried out, "Master Lin, Long Hao, the head of Longmen Hall, begs you to restore the honor of Jinling City!" After a brief hesitation, Qin Wudao, Emperor Shitian, and others clenched their teeth, also dropping to one knee, shouting in unison: "Qin Wudao of the Qin family, begs Master Lin to restore the honor of Jinling City!""Emperor Shitian of the Zhatiang Gang, begs Master Lin to restore the honor of Jinling City!""Wang Fugui of the Tiancheng Group, begs Master Lin to restore the honor of Jinling City!"One after another, the prominent figures of Jinling City kneeled before Lin Feng. Their faces bore a mix of intense anger and excitement. They had suffered enough at the hands of Nangong Wentian but, being no match for him, they had swallowed their pride in silence. Now, seeing Lin Feng's dominance, their pent-up fury could no longer be contained. They all implored Lin Feng to take action. Seeing this sudden display, Lin Feng was momentarily taken aback."What's going on here?""Master Lin, allow me to explain," Long Hao began, recounting the recent events with palpable anger and agitation, as though he were ready to fight Nangong Wentian himself. Nangong Wentian's expression turned icy, his eyes brimming with murderous intent. Never had he imagined that these ants would dare seek someone to challenge him. It was intolerable!However, he made no immediate move, instead keeping a wary eye on Lin Feng, ready to strike should Lin Feng intervene. His plan was to defeat Lin Feng in a single blow, to crush their hope and show them what true despair was.Lin Feng listened to Long Hao's words, his expression unchanged. He said flatly, "Lacking strength, being humiliated—it's quite normal, isn't it? And now you come running to me, hoping to wave a banner of strength? If I were you, I wouldn't be on my knees begging for help. I'd go back, grow stronger in secret, and wait for the day when I could personally reclaim my honor."At these words, Qin Wudao and the others turned pale, their faces ashen with despair. Nangong Wentian, however, burst out laughing. "Ha! Excellent! Master Lin, your thinking is truly that of a strong man! Unlike these fools who dare to meddle in matters beyond their understanding, trying to drive a wedge between us!""Smack!" A slap from Lin Feng flew across the air. The smile froze on Nangong Wentian's face as he was sent flying, crashing heavily onto the marble floor of the hall. "Who said you had the right to speak? Trying to talk about feelings with me? What feelings could I possibly have for you?" Lin Feng sneered coldly. "You—" Nangong Wentian struggled to his feet, but before he could utter another word, Lin Feng sent him flying again. This time, he crashed even harder, landing on the second-floor balcony, hanging precariously from the railing. "I already told you, this is no place for your words. And yet, you still dare speak?"Lin Feng's voice was icy, chilling the room to silence. Qin Wudao and the others were speechless, staring at Nangong Wentian, who hung limply like a beaten dog. They had imagined countless outcomes: Lin Feng engaging in a life-and-death battle with Nangong Wentian, perhaps even defeating him after a grueling fight; or maybe Lin Feng being crushed by Nangong Wentian's might and humiliated. But never had they imagined this— Lin Feng had barely exerted any effort, effortlessly dealing with Nangong Wentian, just as he had with Li Ruhai moments before.Their minds were left reeling."Thank you, Master Lin!" "Thank you, Master Lin!" "Thank you, Master Lin!" Snapping out of their shock, Qin Wudao, Long Hao, and Emperor Shitian all expressed their gratitude with fervor."Thank me? I merely swatted a buzzing fly that was irritating me. I wasn't doing it for you," Lin Feng said, shaking his head. His words rang with truth. The reason he had acted was purely because Nangong Wentian's pretense of talking about feelings had annoyed him. But Qin Wudao and the others saw things differently. They believed Lin Feng's harsh words were merely a façade, intended to strengthen their resolve. Little did they know that beneath his cold and ruthless exterior, Lin Feng was actually a man with a warm heart. Their feelings toward him softened, and they found themselves viewing Lin Feng with newfound admiration.Just then—"Lin Feng, you seek death!" Nangong Wentian regained his senses, roaring in fury. A terrifying surge of energy erupted from his body, sweeping through the hall and sending people stumbling. Like an arrow shot from a bow, his body hurtled toward Lin Feng.Seeing this, the crowd gasped in shock. They had nearly forgotten—Nangong Wentian was no ordinary man. He was a powerhouse at the fourth level of the Houtian stage! The earlier thrashing must have been due to carelessness."Annoying!" Lin Feng frowned and, with a casual wave of his hand, sent a palm strike at Nangong Wentian in midair."Boom!" Nangong Wentian exploded into a mist of blood, perishing on the spot."How utterly dull," Lin Feng muttered, shaking his head in boredom as he turned to leave the Li family estate, taking his sister and Xiaoke with him.