When Lin Feng confirmed that he had already mastered the Yi Feng Liu Bu, even when sitting on the stool, it didn't hinder his performance. As he looked at Fan Xiaodong again, there was no trace of nervousness, only a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Fan Xiaodong, you've already lost..." Lin Feng looked at Fan Xiaodong and said calmly, "If you stop now, it's not too late! I'm giving you a chance to admit defeat!"

"I won't lose!" Fan Xiaodong had never fought with the Mu Family before, so he simply didn't believe that the Mu Family movement techniques could be so powerful. Lin Feng asking him to admit defeat felt worse than death! Fan Xiaodong roared angrily and charged forward in fury, thrusting a palm towards Lin Feng's chest. If he was initially just trying to push Lin Feng away, now Fan Xiaodong was ready to directly injure Lin Feng!

"Hmph..." Xu Yishan snorted coldly, angrily looking at Fan Xiaodong, feeling very displeased. This Fan Xiaodong, as a Hong Sect disciple, for such a small matter, actually wants to go against Lin Feng. Simply too narrow-minded!

"Old Xu, let's observe the situation first... I feel that Lin Feng's cultivation seems to have improved a lot. Xiaodong may not be able to handle him!" Bai Yuanshan didn't seem very excited but calmly advised Xu Yishan.

Xu Yishan shook his head and said in a low voice, "Lin Feng only comprehended the superficial part of the Mu Family movement technique. Without the inner strength secret manual, it's unlikely he can learn it... Besides, I don't think Fan Xiaodong can win against Lin Feng, rather that this kid is too driven by profit, truly unsuited to be a leader..."

Upon hearing Xu Yishan's words, Bai Yuanshan said nothing and just quietly watched the battle between the two on stage.

...

"Court death..." Lin Feng looked at Fan Xiaodong angrily striking towards his chest, knowing this guy had resorted to any means. Instantly, Lin Feng firmly planted his feet on the ground, slightly turned his body, and smashed a punch out, meeting Fan Xiaodong's right palm!

"Competing Inner Strength with me, it's you who will die!" Fan Xiaodong didn't dodge in the slightest and directly met Lin Feng's fist with his palm.

Boom!

As fist and palm collided, amidst the huge roaring sound, Fan Xiaodong and Lin Feng exerted their full strength, forcefully clashing. Lin Feng, together with the chair, slid back two meters, while Fan Xiaodong couldn't even react. Only feeling a massive force strike him, his entire body uncontrollably soared ten meters away, his entire right arm seemingly completely numb.

Seeing this scene, the spectators couldn't help but open their mouths wide. Fan Xiaodong and Lin Feng fiercely contested Inner Strength, and surprisingly, the younger Lin Feng emerged victorious.

Everyone present looked strangely at Lin Feng. Many of them didn't understand Fan Xiaodong's cultivation but knew Fan Xiaodong was the leader of the Fifth Hall of the Hong Sect. Lin Feng suppressed Fan Xiaodong in one move. This meant that the originally weakest Thirteenth Martial Hall's leader's strength wasn't that simple!

Knowing Fan Xiaodong's true strength, people like Xu Yishan, Bai Yuanshan were even more surprised, almost jumped out...

"Lin Feng actually won against Fan Xiaodong in a direct clash?!" Bai Yuanshan looked incredulous at Fan Xiaodong. At this moment, Fan Xiaodong was holding his arm, showing a painful expression, clearly having no strength left to fight.

"This kid is quite interesting... I remember his cultivation being slightly inferior to Fan Xiaodong's!" Xu Yishan looked at the relaxed-faced Lin Feng and slowly nodded, saying, "The progress is quite fast!"

"Do you still want to fight?" Lin Feng raised his head, stared at Fan Xiaodong, and asked with a smile.

Fan Xiaodong struggled to shake his almost numb right arm, staring at Lin Feng as if seeing a ghost, not daring to speak for a while.

"What about you, Cui Qing?" Lin Feng turned his head to look at Cui Qing, who had previously been jeering behind Fan Xiaodong, and asked with a smile.

"I... I... How could I dare to challenge Brother Lin Feng!" Cui Qing was a smart person. How could he not see that Lin Feng's strength far surpassed Fan Xiaodong... Cui Qing's martial arts were average, not even comparable to Fan Xiaodong, let alone Lin Feng, that would be pure suicide!

"Is that so? I remember two people wanted to challenge me..." Lin Feng looked at Cui Qing and said with a smile, "One was Fan Xiaodong, and the other, wasn't it you, Brother Cui Qing?"

Now Cui Qing dared not admit it, he repeatedly waved his hands and laughed bitterly, "No, really it wasn't me... Brother Lin Feng, you remembered wrong!"

Seeing their own leader unable to even admit this in front of Lin Feng, brothers from the Seventh Hall felt so ashamed... They simply dared not face Lin Feng.

"This Cui Qing is quite a marvel, causing trouble, yet now doesn't even have the courage to admit what he said before..." Xu Yishan expressed dissatisfaction to Bai Yuanshan, "Little Bai, do you think someone like this can successfully lead the brothers of a Martial Hall?"

Bai Yuanshan turned around to glance at Xu Yishan, silently shaking his head.

"You are the Sect Leader, you're in charge of the matters within the society, so I won't say much, you decide..." Xu Yishan turned to look at Bai Yuanshan and softly said.

"I know how to handle this..." Bai Yuanshan responded softly.

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"Since Brother Cui Qing doesn't object, then this position of mine, no one else would take it, right!" Lin Feng glanced at the direction of the Hong Sect's core members, slightly raised his voice, and asked loudly.

The Hong Sect's core disciples, who had previously mocked Lin Feng, each averted their gaze, not daring to meet his eyes. Originally, if there were other higher-ranked leaders present, Lin Feng might not dare to be so arrogant. However, apart from Bai Youxian, Fan Xiaodong, and Cui Qing, other nine leaders had excuses for not showing up today, unwilling to come over and stir trouble. For a moment, no one else wanted to step forward to challenge Lin Feng.

Seeing dozens of brothers from the Hong Sect unable to meet Lin Feng's eyes, Ye Lin couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion; such a Lin Feng indeed had great charm...

"It's fine as long as no one objects!" Lin Feng suddenly stood up slowly from the chair, turned to a waiter and said, "You, go to the storage room and bring a new chair..."

What was Lin Feng about to do? Adding another position? The audience was puzzled, thinking perhaps Lin Feng was preparing a spot for Fan Xiaodong to step down gracefully?

Fan Xiaodong also harbored this suspicion. When he saw the waitress approaching with a chair, he wore a very peculiar expression while looking at Lin Feng... thinking, I won't easily accept your goodwill!

But, to everyone's surprise, when the waitress placed the chair beside Xu Yishan, Lin Feng directly went over and sat down, saying nothing to Fan Xiaodong...

Then, the chair Lin Feng had previously sat on suddenly emitted a strange soft popping sound, and in the next moment, the entire chair surprisingly fell apart instantly, with various screws, wood wedges, and slats scattered all over the ground...

The air froze instantly, everyone held their breath, eyes wide open.