"Hahaha..." Although Fengzi's move missed its target, seeing Jiang Hao in such a sorry state brought him joy rather than anger.

He continued with a burst of mocking laughter, "Kid, I thought you had some impressive skills, but it turns out your only trick is to flee for your life!"

"You..."

Seeing everyone looking at him with disdain, Jiang Hao's face lost all its color, and he was about to disregard everything and charge at Fengzi desperately when he suddenly felt a tight grip on his arm.

Turning his head, he saw that it was Ling Zhenfei who had grabbed him.

"Take a rest first, let me handle this Crazy Tiger!"

Ling Zhenfei gave him a calm smile, signaling him to step aside, and then faced Fengzi, saying coldly, "Killing should have its limits, you've won, so why keep humiliating him?"

Humiliation? Hmph!"

Upon hearing this, Fengzi sneered, "Kid, for arrogant fools like you, I must humiliate you thoroughly first, then let you die in despair. Come and get it!"

With that cry, Fengzi's figure once again charged forward, attacking Ling Zhenfei with even more ferocious force.

Defeating Jiang Hao with his martial skills had given him an immense sense of glory. He despised the boy before him and felt compelled to inflict a greater humiliation on Ling Zhenfei than on Jiang Hao!

Earlier against Jiang Hao, it was clear that Fengzi had not used his full strength. But now, facing Ling Zhenfei, fueled by a mix of new grudges and old, he wished he could tear Ling Zhenfei to pieces, showing no mercy in his attacks.

Whoosh!

Fengzi, ignited by a fire of rage, his punches created a roaring wind, and the endless force seemed to surge out tangibly, rapidly enveloping Ling Zhenfei.

Ling Zhenfei's cultivation was superior to Fengzi's, who could not discern his true strength but knew this kid was extraordinary. Thus, this attack was undoubtedly ferocious!

"Young Master Ling..."

Although Jiang Hao was outside the fight ring, he could clearly feel the intensity of Fengzi's powerful onslaught and, shocked, wanted to shout a warning to Ling Zhenfei.

"Don't worry, one move is all it takes to deal with him!"

However, just when everyone in the audience was convinced that Ling Zhenfei was undoubtedly doomed to defeat, a cold laugh from Ling Zhenfei was heard within the fight ring.

"Back off, you Crazy Tiger!"

Following Ling Zhenfei's cold laugh, his figure suddenly moved!

Within the fight ring, Fengzi's strike was undeniably fierce and fast.

Yet, just as his swift strike was about to set the whole venue ablaze, Ling Zhenfei's seemingly careless kick shocked everyone present.

Bang!

The kick Ling Zhenfei unexpectedly launched, though appearing light and lacking force, carried an unstoppable wave of vital energy, sweeping precisely into the opening of Fengzi's attack.

With a kick, not a moment of delay, he struck squarely in the man's groin.

Crack!

And so, an eerily chilling sound of eggs cracking abruptly filled the gambling hall.

What is this situation?

Upon hearing this sound, everyone's eyes widened in shock, unable to believe the scene before them.

Ah!

And in the moment of everyone's stunned silence, Fengzi, who had just been so arrogant, suddenly clutched his groin and leaped three feet into the air.

By the time he fell to the ground, his mouth let out a shriek like that of a pig being slaughtered.

No matter how skilled in martial arts one is, no one can stand a blow to the groin!

This statement was evidently true. Seeing Fengzi attack with such fierce and powerful momentum, like a whirlwind sweeping away leaves, everyone thought Ling Zhenfei had no chance to fight back!

However, who would have expected that such a terrifying assault from Fengzi could be effortlessly neutralized by Ling Zhenfei with just one kick.

At this moment, the situation in the arena seemed quite ridiculous.

Fengzi looked completely insane, rolling on the ground with his hands clutching his groin, screaming incessantly. As for his followers, they were all exchanging puzzled looks, completely dumbfounded.

"Go... Ah... you idiots! All of you, get him... kill that kid..."

While his followers were at a loss, Fengzi started rolling on the ground and bellowing even louder.

Actually, the kick Fengzi received was far more serious than just a groin hit.

His Crazy Tiger Fist's weak point was right below the groin. Having been kicked there by Ling Zhenfei, his entire martial arts prowess was thoroughly crippled, so how could he not hate Ling Zhenfei to the bone!

"Go... go... Ah?"

All the thugs were shocked by Ling Zhenfei's fierce move; seeing the most capable Fengzi disabled by one kick from Ling Zhenfei, they were not foolish enough to step forward into certain death!

"Stop everything!"

Just as the thugs hesitated and dared not advance, suddenly a voice as powerful as a tolling bell echoed throughout the entire casino hall.

Ling Zhenfei stood there nonchalantly, sneering at the clowns, when he heard this voice and turned toward it.

When he saw a big man over six feet tall, with a muscular body and dark skin, resembling an iron tower walking towards him, he couldn't help but be startled.

This man's eyes sparkled brilliantly, with his temples prominently bulging—undeniably, he was a martial arts expert who had trained both internally and externally.

As for his strength, this man had actually reached the Initial Stage of the Body Tempering Realm, likely far beyond the capabilities of two Fengzis!

Seeing this man, Ling Zhenfei had a hunch, his eyes narrowing sharply; he seemed to have guessed who this man was!

In such a situation, encountering such an expert, there was no doubt that this person was the owner of this club: Hei Biao!

Indeed, before Ling Zhenfei's guess could settle, Jiang Hao quickly leaned over and whispered, "Young Master Ling, be careful, this man is Hei Biao!"

Hei Biao! A name that commanded fear throughout the underworld of Binyang City.

It was said that he started as a petty thug but, by a stroke of luck, was mentored by a master and learned hard qigong.

Thereafter, he made his mark in the underworld, taking just three years to conquer the vast Jinghu District, becoming one of the tough bosses in Binyang City's underworld.

"Young man, you've got guts to cause trouble on my turf?"

While Ling Zhenfei was sizing up Hei Biao, Hei Biao was also eying him with a peculiar expression. After a long pause, Hei Biao spoke in an indifferent and slightly mocking tone.

"I wouldn't say causing trouble, I merely came to play a few hands and win a little money, but your guys just couldn't see it, insisting on provoking me."

Facing Hei Biao's stare, Ling Zhenfei showed no fear, neither humble nor arrogant.

He even scoffed coldly at Fengzi, who still couldn't stand up from the ground, and said coldly, "There was no choice but to teach him a lesson for you!"

"You..."

Feeling humiliated to be beaten to such a state in front of his boss, how could Fengzi dare to scream out?

Fengzi, enduring the pain, underwent a spasm of facial muscles then pointed at Ling Zhenfei and loudly explained to Hei Biao, "Boss, don't listen to his nonsense. This kid was cheating at cards, and I came to catch him cheating, but instead, he tricked me..."

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