The competition continued.
Soon, Lin Feng stepped onto the platform again, facing Ling Muchen.
"Lin Feng, your winning streak is likely to end here!"
Ling Muchen said, his face sporting a gentle smile.
"Ling Muchen, your movement technique is good, but unfortunately, it's useless against me!"
Lin Feng smiled.
"Is that so?"
Ling Muchen's eyes slightly narrowed.
Whoosh!
In the next moment, Ling Muchen's figure suddenly flashed, disappearing from sight.
Immediately, a surging Palm Force suddenly appeared to Lin Feng's right, rushing towards him fiercely.
Lin Feng's eyes sparkled like lightning, and he swung his fist to the right, where Fist Power collided with the Palm Force, creating a terrifying explosive noise.
Boom boom boom!!!
After that, Ling Muchen's attacks grew more fierce.
From all directions around Lin Feng, numerous handprints materialized, enveloping him as the fierce wind howled, causing Lin Feng's clothes to flutter loudly.
