Li Lin was furious. He was gnashing his teeth in hatred for Yu Hao.
On that day, Yu Hao had bullied Lin Feng and treated him as if he was an insignificant existence. At that moment, Lin Feng’s behavior towards him was strangely similar.
“Alright, I will start and then you finish him.”
Li Lin said against his will… He was really forcing himself to fight. He then started moving towards Lin Feng.
Lin Feng shook his head. His style looked incredibly laughable. Lin Feng really wondered how that guy had managed to become an elite disciple.
“Get lost…”
Lin Feng then thrust his palm into the air and used his Eight Strikes of Desolation. Four strikes immediately broke through the air and crashed onto Li Lin’s body.
“BOOM!”
“BOOM!”
“BOOM!”
“BOOM!”
Li Lin was one of the weakest elite disciples. His strength was so low that he could not match some ordinary disciples. Lin Feng had hit him with a single skill while not even using his full strength and that had made him fly through the air and heavily crash outside the Life and Death Arena main stage.
Lin Feng ignored Li Lin after that and said to Yu Hao: “So what are you waiting for? I thought you were going to kill me.”
“Four strikes….That’s all? That’s only half of eight strikes, how laughable.”
Yu Hao knew what attack Lin Feng had used. In the Yun Hai Sect many people had learnt and practiced it to a similar level. Most elite disciples who had practiced it had managed to do four strikes and some talented individual had done five. But there were very few people who managed to do more than four strikes within the elite disciple. It was extremely rare to see someone talented enough to break through four strikes.
Lin Feng had only used four of the eight possible strikes but he could freely control how many strikes he used. He did not want to use his full strength when dealing with Li Lin.