As the car reached halfway down the street, Lin Fei said to Leng Ying, "Stop! They are already here."

Leng Ying stopped the car, his gaze piercing through the windshield ahead.

At some unknown time, four men dressed in black leather jackets and pants appeared on the street ahead, holding long knives as they sprinted towards them.

The tips of their knives scraped along the ground, sending up sparks with a grating noise reminiscent of a chainsaw cutting through.

Simultaneously, the same grating sound came from behind the car. Leng Ying, through the side rearview mirror, saw four more men in black leather, dragging long knives towards them.

Front and back, eight black-clad men with long knives charged towards the Mercedes in the middle of the street.

Lin Fei's expression remained unruffled as he said, "Charge forward!"

"Yes." Leng Ying replied, his eyes flashing sharply.

Then he restarted the car, accelerating towards the four men with dragging knives who were sprinting towards them.

Swoosh.

The car became a speeding black shadow.

However, the four men in black leather didn't stop or evade, instead continuing to sprint towards the Mercedes.

Just as the Mercedes was about to collide with these four men...

At that moment, an astonishing scene unfolded.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~~

The four black-clad men suddenly leaped into the air, their long knives raised high above their heads, gleaming coldly like icy electricity.

In the next moment, the blades in their hands slashed fiercely towards the Mercedes' roof and windshield, intending to kill Lin Fei and Leng Ying inside the car.

However, at that critical moment, with a loud crash, the windshield of the Mercedes abruptly shattered, and amidst the flying shards, a figure flew out from inside the car.

This figure, emerging from the car, struck with both fists in a flash of lightning at the chests of the black-clad men.

Amidst cries of pain, the four men were sent flying like broken dolls.

With a series of dull thuds, the four black-clad men crashed onto the street, each spitting out a mouthful of blood, unable to rise for a long while.

And their long knives clattered to the ground in disarray.

Screech!~~~

An emergency brake brought the Mercedes to an abrupt stop.

At the same time, Lin Fei's figure landed on the roof of the Mercedes, standing firm as a mountain, a righteous aura exuding from him, as he coldly observed the four men on the ground.

Indeed, it was Lin Fei who shattered the windshield and leapt from the car.

After stopping the car, Leng Ying also got out and looked towards the four black-clad men rushing from another street.

"Three have the strength of around the sixth level of a Grandmaster, and one at the ninth level. Can you handle them?" Lin Fei asked Leng Ying, observing the four attacking men.

The three Grandmaster sixth-level men shouldn't be a problem for Leng Ying, but there was also one at the ninth level, which might be challenging for him.

However, Leng Ying's response surprised Lin Fei a bit: "Since cultivating the Wind and Thunder Transformation, I haven't dared slack off for a day, and especially after arriving in the Capital City, I've had new insights. I've been pondering how to apply these insights in actual combat."

"Now that there's a Grandmaster ninth-level master, it's a perfect opportunity to hone my recent insights. Perhaps this battle will push me into the ninth level of a Grandmaster!"

Lin Fei looked at Leng Ying with some delight, seeing how quickly he had new insights, suggesting a breakthrough to the ninth level of Grandmaster might be looming.

He couldn't help but think: As expected of the killing king of Demon Island, his martial arts talent is unmatched.

"Then I'll leave them to you. Hopefully, you'll break through to the ninth level of Grandmaster!" Lin Fei said with a slight smile to Leng Ying.

Leng Ying agreed and then, as swift as lightning, dashed towards the four men rushing towards them.

Meanwhile, Lin Fei looked up towards the roof of a six or seven-story building by the street.

In the dim glow of the night, a figure could be seen standing on the rooftop.

A silently standing figure, like a dark grim reaper, overlooking the entire street, and Lin Fei standing on the car roof.

Although it was night, and the rooftop figure was not clear, to Lin Fei with his deep skills and X-ray Vision, this was no obstacle.

To him, the night was as clear as day.

He saw that the figure standing on the rooftop was Ding Shaocong.

Lin Fei was not surprised; he had anticipated Ding Shaocong would exact revenge on him.

And this street was only a few minutes away from the Huajing Grand Hotel, very close indeed.

Undoubtedly, once the car left the Huajing Grand Hotel, Ding Shaocong had followed.

As for the eight black-clad men with long knives, Lin Fei guessed they might be the "Black Eagle Guard," the elite Ding family guard Zheng Yutong had mentioned.

Lin Fei had Leng Ying deal with the four Black Eagle Guards because he had already noticed Ding Shaocong on the rooftop.

"Ding Shaocong, since you're here, come on down!" Lin Fei said, looking at Ding Shaocong on the rooftop.

"Fine, today this Young Master will face you." Ding Shaocong coldly remarked from the rooftop.

Then he leaped down, like a bird diving swiftly at Lin Fei on the car roof.

Ding Shaocong descended at incredible speed, and as he was still several meters above Lin Fei, he suddenly extended his palm, striking down towards Lin Fei.

His Martial King's Inner Qi gathered on his palm like rolling wind and thunder, a terrifying pressure pressing towards Lin Fei, a vast force raging in a ten-meter radius around the Mercedes.

Standing atop the car, Lin Fei's hair and clothes fluttered in the gale, yet his expression remained calm as water, as though unfazed by the towering crisis.

As Ding Shaocong's palm was about to strike Lin Fei...

At that moment, Lin Fei made his move, releasing a palm strike that broke the clouds and roared to the skies.

As Lin Fei's palm struck, a powerful aura surged skyward.

Ding Shaocong's heart trembled, almost unable to believe this terrifying aura came from Lin Fei.

With a thunderous crash.

Their palms clashed, one descending, one rising, causing the air to quake and forces to explode into a wave, shaking the street with flying sand and rolling stones, like a descent into the underworld.

Ding Shaocong was sent flying by Lin Fei's force, landing several meters from the Mercedes and retreating several steps before steadying himself.

Though he wasn't injured, after the exchange with Lin Fei, he felt a numbing pain in his palm, as if it had struck iron.

But Ding Shaocong knew, no matter how hard the iron, he could crush it effortlessly with his palm, yet he hadn't severely injured Lin Fei, but was instead shaken off by him.

This left Ding Shaocong inexplicably shocked.

Although he knew Lin Fei had defeated the Yang family brothers and Wu Yuqing, he was confident that his own strength surpassed theirs.

Ding Shaocong couldn't see Lin Fei as a worthy opponent, but after this exchange, he realized he had underestimated him.

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