"Hmph, it's still unclear who's going to end up cleaning up whom!" Zheng Shuizhou replied to Lin Feng's words, his expression unchanged, speaking calmly. In his eyes, Lin Feng's small frame could be taken down with just two punches. There's no need to worry too much.

But Lin Feng paid no heed to Zheng Shuizhou's provocation and didn't even turn to look at him.

Zheng Shuizhou sneered as he watched Lin Feng's retreating figure. I'll have to think about how to torment Lin Feng to make the upcoming match more exciting and stimulating!

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Li Hong and Li Liping glanced at each other. Lin Feng's reason seems a bit weak! However, they could sense the determination in his words and knew it was pointless to try to persuade him further.

"Well… be careful…" Li Liping cautioned Lin Feng, her expression complex. My original intention to report Lin Feng's behavior to Cao Ying will have to be put on hold for now.

"Indeed, a hero emerges in his youth! Since you insist, I won't dissuade you. But remember to be careful!" Li Hong said. I'm a bit unsure about Li Liping's real attitude towards Lin Feng. He didn't say anything firm, just laughed and made a couple of polite remarks.

"I'll be careful…" Lin Feng said with a smile and a nod. I'm not taking Zheng Shuizhou seriously at all.

「Half an hour later」

Lin Feng and Zheng Shuizhou from the Sky Wolf Gang had officially put on their fight gear. On the ring built on the deck of the cruise ship, their confrontation began.

The Pacific Treasure, nominally bound for Jeju Island in Korea, didn't follow its scheduled route northward but instead exited directly through the Miyako Strait into the Pacific Ocean. It was late October, and the sea was bathed in sunshine. Nearly a hundred prominent figures from various organizations watched Lin Feng's and Zheng Shuizhou's movements from under sun umbrellas.

Among them were Long Shaotian, Chen Ming, Wu Mei, Xue Qingyi, Zhou Yang, Fu Chuanqi, Zhang Yi, Li Hong, Long Xiaoyun, and Yan Su, all of whom were keenly interested in Lin Feng, though each had different reasons for paying close attention.

Additionally, three high-speed cameras near the ring captured every minute movement of the fighters from all angles, providing real-time footage for other gamblers.

"The rules of the match are a death duel!" He Xiaohong, acting as the temporary host, announced into the microphone with a faint smile. "The victory conditions are simple: there are no restrictions on moves. You win if you knock your opponent out, force them out of the ring, or compel them to admit defeat. So, gentlemen, please give it your all!"

"Hold on…" someone suddenly called out from the audience, stepping forward and addressing He Xiaohong loudly, "Host, don't you think you've forgotten something?"

The man who stepped forward had a refined appearance, but his handsome face carried a touch of ruthlessness, suggesting he was a cruel and merciless individual. This was Chen Qingyun, son of Chen Ming, the Hall Master of the Jiangzhou Battle Hall under the Qingzi Sect. He had once provoked Long Xiaoyun, leading to a match where his subordinate, the expert Long San, fought Lin Feng. Ultimately, Long San was defeated without being able to retaliate, all due to a single, tiny Silver Needle used by Lin Feng for acupuncture.

"Why do you say that, Young Master Chen?" A hint of displeasure flickered across He Xiaohong's face. After all, I'm the son of the Austral Island King of Gambling. Even Long Shaotian wouldn't dare to be so condescending when speaking to me. Chen Qingyun is truly overstepping. Forcing a polite smile, He Xiaohong questioned him in a frosty tone.

Chen Qingyun, however, paid no mind to He Xiaohong's attitude. His cold gaze fixed on Lin Feng, he smiled and said, "Lin Feng, we meet again…"

"You still dare to show your face in front of me? Aren't you afraid of losing even more?" Lin Feng retorted with a chuckle, pressing his knuckles together, producing a series of crisp cracking sounds.

Seeing Chen Qingyun suddenly appear, Lin Feng knew this was more than just a casual greeting. Long Xiaoyun might do something like this, but Chen Qingyun is far more cunning than him.

"That's right. I was scared after losing last time. This time, I've bet three million on you to win, so don't disappoint me!" Chen Qingyun sneered, watching Lin Feng, trying to detect any sign of discomfort on his face. You and I don't get along, yet I'm using you to make money. You must be really upset, right? The more upset Lin Feng is, the happier I'll be!

What the hell! Lin Feng felt as if he'd swallowed a fly. I can't believe Chen Qingyun actually bet on me to win… Damn it, how did this guy suddenly get so smart?

"Hmph, Chen Qingyun, what do you mean by abruptly interrupting the match? If you don't give me a satisfactory explanation, I won't hesitate to throw you into the sea!" Before Lin Feng could speak, Zheng Shuizhou, who was standing opposite him, suddenly growled at Chen Qingyun.

How dare he question me! I only came up here to give you a slightly better chance of beating Lin Feng. Truly a case of a dog biting Lu Dongbin—ungrateful for the kindness shown! Chen Qingyun shot Zheng Shuizhou a dissatisfied glance, ignoring him completely, and instead turned to He Xiaohong. "Host, did you forget to clarify whether the use of hidden weapons is permitted during the boxing match?"

Lin Feng's eyes widened slightly. So that's why Chen Qingyun came up on stage… He wants to stop me from using Silver Needle acupuncture. It seems this guy really did learn his lesson!

"Hidden weapons?" He Xiaohong echoed in surprise, then instinctively replied to Chen Qingyun, "Of course, hidden weapons are not permitted in a ring match…"

Chen Qingyun smirked triumphantly. "Then things like Throwing Needles would count as hidden weapons, right? Are they also not allowed?"

"No hidden weapons are permitted, and that includes Throwing Needles! Anyone using a hidden weapon will be immediately disqualified…" Although fewer restrictions make these underground boxing matches more exciting, Chen Qingyun publicly raised this issue, so I have no choice but to announce new rules aligning with his statement, He Xiaohong thought, then declared the new rule.

"Well, Lin Feng, what do you think? My welcoming gift isn't too bad, is it? HAHAHA…" Chen Qingyun looked at Lin Feng with great satisfaction and laughed heartily. Without his Throwing Needles, Lin Feng's strength will be reduced by at least thirty percent!

Lin Feng's expression turned ugly, and he looked thoroughly dejected, completely ignoring Chen Qingyun. Actually, I'm not as angry as I look. Besides Throwing Needles, I also have my Inner Strength, which I can project externally, and my Finger Technique of condensing energy into needles as secret weapons. Chen Qingyun's interruption actually gives me a chance to hide my true strength…

I need to be the dark horse to get the highest odds! That's how I'll make more money betting on myself!

When Zheng Shuizhou realized Chen Qingyun had intervened to prevent Lin Feng from using hidden weapons, he felt a little dissatisfied. Does Chen Qingyun think I'd definitely lose if Lin Feng used hidden weapons? With my confidence, I don't believe that for a second. Forget hidden weapons; even if Lin Feng had a pistol, I'm sure I could stop him before he even fired!

As He Xiaohong once again announced the start of the match, Zheng Shuizhou, who could no longer hold back, instantly lunged forward, unleashing a Banging Fist straight at Lin Feng's glabella!

He attacked with a killing move right from the start! Lin Feng only saw a blur before Zheng Shuizhou's fist, carrying a powerful gust, was instantly before his eyes.

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