"Even if Lin Feng is an Inner Strength cultivator, he can't compare to my years of cultivation experience. Today, he definitely won't be a match for me!"

After the shock, Huang Yixiang calmed down, possessing absolute confidence in his own strength.

"Subduing Tiger Fist!"

With a loud shout, Huang Yixiang attacked Lin Feng again!

I don't know how many levels of Inner Strength he has cultivated. I'll save my strength first and test him out.

With his mind made up, Lin Feng also threw a punch. Both of them were holding back in their exchanges on the stage.

The levels of Inner Strength are difficult to discern. One can only make a rough guess based on the opponent's strength, attack power, and defensive power during combat.

And yet, while the difference between each level of Inner Strength might seem small, it translates to a vast disparity in actual combat strength.

It can be said that a cultivator at the third level of Inner Strength would basically have no difficulty defeating an opponent at the second level.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

Continuous collisions of fists and palms echoed on the stage. Shadows darted back and forth as the two men fought fiercely. The spectators below were thoroughly captivated.

BANG!

Another punch collided, and both men backed away. By now, they both had a relatively clear understanding of each other's cultivation strength.

If I've guessed right, Huang Yixiang is a second-level Inner Strength expert. Hehe, with this level of strength, it's more than enough to become an elite special forces soldier. As Lin Feng sighed inwardly, his gaze never left Huang Yixiang.

He was also at the second level of Inner Strength. This fight with Huang Yixiang might indeed be hard to predict.

How is it possible that Lin Feng, at such a young age, has already cultivated to the second level of Inner Strength?!

Upon figuring out Lin Feng's capabilities, Huang Yixiang felt even more amazed. After all, he himself had cultivated for nearly ten years to reach the second level. Could it be that Lin Feng had started cultivating when he was seven?

Hmph, second level or not, he's still no match for me. I reached the second level three years ago, and I have far more combat experience than Lin Feng. He's still too inexperienced to fight me!

Despite his confidence in winning, Huang Yixiang still made a mental note of Lin Feng. This young man, an Inner Strength cultivator, was not simple!

"Hehe, Lin Feng, I've underestimated you. You're an Inner Strength cultivator, but the gap in experience can't be made up for. You, at your tender age, can't act so arrogantly before me!" Huang Yixiang got close to Lin Feng and said coldly.

"The feeling's mutual. But isn't it rather pathetic for someone your age to be at the same Inner Strength level as me? Did it take you ten, or perhaps twenty years, to reach this stage? Haha..."

Lin Feng shot back at Huang Yixiang, "You're full of hot air. I don't know about experience, but I know this: I'm more than enough to take care of you!"

Seeing Huang Yixiang already close, Lin Feng didn't advance but instead retreated, striking out with a palm that exuded a distinct wave of Inner Strength.

Seeing this, Huang Yixiang secretly gathered his Inner Strength and also punched out!

A dull thud sounded at the moment of impact. The crowd couldn't perceive anything unusual, but the two combatants on the stage could clearly feel the formidable Inner Strength from each other.

"Back off!"

Lin Feng's current level was close to the third level of Inner Strength. Therefore, against Huang Yixiang, whose cultivation was inferior to his, Lin Feng had sufficient grounds to repel him.

As soon as Lin Feng's words fell, an energy fluctuation, imperceptible to ordinary people, surrounded his palm. That was Lin Feng's Inner Strength.

Huh...

Huang Yixiang had intended to counterattack, but the sudden surge of powerful Inner Strength from Lin Feng's palm forced him to retreat involuntarily several steps.

Such a clever kid, he even has a contingency plan...

"Stop blabbering and get off the stage!"

Before Huang Yixiang could even react, let alone finish his sentence, he suddenly saw the shadow of a fist descending upon his face from above!

"Your sneak attacks won't work on me!"

Seeing Lin Feng launch a sneak attack immediately after gaining an advantage, Huang Yixiang gave a cold smile. After speaking, he quickly moved to sidestep, preparing to dodge Lin Feng's attack.

THUNK!

However, to Huang Yixiang's utter disbelief, he had underestimated Lin Feng's speed. He was just about to sidestep when Lin Feng's fist was already touching the tip of his nose.

A chill he had never experienced before washed over him. Struck by Lin Feng's heavy punch, Huang Yixiang stumbled backward, nearly falling off the stage. Su Xuebing and the others watched, their hearts pounding in fear.

"Sneak attacks don't work on you, huh? You're too arrogant!" Lin Feng yelled, launching another barrage of attacks, fiercely aimed at Huang Yixiang's face.

In fact, Lin Feng's moves were premeditated. This chain of attacks was aimed entirely at Huang Yixiang's face. Moreover, with his speed and power fully unleashed, Huang Yixiang was simply no match.

The relentless punches finally made Huang Yixiang sense a danger he had never experienced before.

To protect his face, Huang Yixiang didn't have time to counterattack and could only raise his hands to block. Lin Feng's heavy punch, however, hit his palm directly.

BANG!

Although Huang Yixiang managed to protect his face from Lin Feng's strike, Lin Feng's punch was not something he could block merely by raising a hand. The formidable Inner Strength sent Huang Yixiang flying!

Everyone saw Huang Yixiang retreating rapidly after Lin Feng's hit. He then flew off the stage and fell to the ground. Only after staggering back a dozen steps did he manage to stabilize himself, barely avoiding a shameful fall like Su Xuebing's.

"You're pathetic!"

Standing on the stage, Lin Feng looked down at Huang Yixiang, whose gaze was clearly filled with intense fury.

"You..." Huang Yixiang wanted to rush back onto the stage. However, looking at the referee instructor beside him, he recalled something. He finally managed to resist the impulse to violently beat up Lin Feng—assuming, of course, that he even could.

"This round, Lin Feng wins! Congratulations to Lin Feng on becoming a member of Elite Squad 1! This is a supreme honor!"

The referee instructor declared solemnly at the edge of the stage.

I will have my revenge!

Huang Yixiang clenched his fist forcefully. In this battle, he had not only lost to Lin Feng but had also been robbed of his qualification to become a member of Elite Squad 1 by Lin Feng. How infuriating!

"Oh..."

Just as Lin Feng calmly walked down the stage, a series of gasps erupted from the crowd around a neighboring stage.

Lin Feng turned his head and saw Ye Lin standing spiritedly on the stage, also competing for a spot in Elite Squad 1.

I wonder if this girl could become my teammate?

After glancing at Ye Lin, Lin Feng chuckled to himself and quickly headed towards the stage where she was.

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