Chapter 527 You Despicable Villain!

"Are you ready? I'm going to do it."

Chu Feng's eyes were extremely sharp, as if there was a real cold light shining in them, and his body exuded a heart-stopping aura.

"You are so pretentious, just come on!"

Peng Lin crossed his arms, with a disdainful smile on his lips, not looking down upon Chu Feng at all.

Chu Feng stopped talking nonsense and stepped forward suddenly. The ground instantly cracked, and like an arrow from a string, it rushed towards Peng Lin at an astonishing speed.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Peng Lin. He immediately raised his fist, drew an arc in the air, and hit Peng Lin hard.

A trace of surprise flashed in Peng Lin's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, and then attacked with his fists not to be outdone.

In an instant, the two fists collided together without any fancy, and a dull sound of impact broke out.

Peng Lin suddenly felt an invisible force sweeping over him, and he stumbled backwards involuntarily, taking seven or eight steps back, barely able to steady his body.

But at this moment, a sudden blur appeared in front of his eyes.

But he saw Chu Feng chasing after him like a ferocious beast, clenching his fists and attacking.

This punch was as fast as lightning and as powerful as breaking bamboo, stirring the air and making a shrill roar.

It was too late for Peng Lin to dodge again, and he watched helplessly as Chu Feng's fist hit his face.

There was a bang.

Peng Lin was thrown away like a cannonball, hit hard on the defensive cover at the edge of the ring, and slowly slid down.

"Peng Lin can't do it either!"

"You still want to challenge Chu Feng with this little strength?"

"You really overestimate your capabilities!"

"Chu Feng is still awesome!"

There was a sudden buzz of discussion in the surrounding stands.

Da da da...

Chu Feng walked up to Peng Lin with light steps, put his hands in his pockets, and said with a arrogant attitude, "Old Peng, you are useless even if I give you a chance! For Feng Xingping's sake, I won't torture you. Take the time to admit defeat.”

Peng Lin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up suddenly, stared at Chu Feng with a fierce light in his eyes, and grinned: "Chu Feng, you don't think you've got me, do you?"

"That being said, are you still dissatisfied?"

Chu Feng squinted his eyes, his gaze gradually becoming sharper.

"You're like this and you still want to take advantage of me? Are you worthy?"

Peng Lin sneered, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.

"See if I'm worthy!"

Chu Feng raised his hand and punched Peng Lin hard on the corner of his mouth.

Bang.

Peng Lin was knocked away again and hit the formation barrier.

But he quickly got up from the ground, shrugged, and said with a hint of contempt on the corner of his mouth, "You still want to hurt me with this level of attack power? You are too naive!"

Chu Feng's brows furrowed deeply.

After Peng Lin took the pill and transformed, not only did his defense power soar, his self-healing ability was even more amazing.

It is even worse than the self-healing ability of Blood Dragon Beast.

"Is Peng Lin so patient?"

"This guy is just like a weakling who can't be beaten to death."

"Can Chu Feng still control Peng Lin?"

There was discussion again in the stands.

"You forced me to do this!"

Chu Feng seemed to have made some kind of decision, his eyes were firm and cold.

Peng Lin's arrogance became more and more arrogant, "If you have any other means, just use it."

Chu Feng said no more, opened the space ring, took out the purple flame gloves, and quickly put them on his hands.

"What is Chu Feng doing?"

Qiu Ye and others were stunned.

Chu Feng is not an iron fist warrior, so why is he wearing a pair of gloves for no reason?

Peng Lin also had a puzzled look on his face, "Chu Feng, did you seek medical attention because of your illness?"

"You'll find out later."

Chu Feng chuckled and quickly waved his fists.

In an instant, fist shadows ignited with blazing flames flashed like ghosts.

They intertwined together to form a large fiery net, with a fierce momentum, overwhelmingly covering Peng Lin.

The shadow of the fist shone with purple light, and the flames danced, as if they were going to burn up the surrounding air.

Peng Lin's eyes were filled with fiery red, and he felt a strong pressure, as heavy as Mount Tai weighing an egg.

The speed of the flame fist shadow is extremely fast, like a gust of wind and rain, leaving no one with the slightest chance to breathe. They were tightly intertwined, leaving no gaps, sealing all Peng Lin's escape routes.

"Is this the attack talent of the Iron Fist Warrior? Is Chu Feng still an Iron Fist Warrior?"

Zhou Fenghan roared in shock.

Song Lixia's eyes showed a deep look, "This is not the attack talent of the Iron Fist Warrior, but the scene caused by Chu Feng increasing the attack speed to a certain level."

"Fuck!"

Everyone was shocked.

"Nah! What the hell?"

Peng Lin swallowed hard, and the next moment he was annihilated by the flame fist shadow.

Bang bang...

A critical sound like rain hitting banana trees resounded.

From what he could see, Peng Lin was like a lone boat swaying in a violent storm, being shaken from side to side by the fierce attack and in a state of disarray.

Chu Feng swung continuously for five seconds and then stopped.

In these short five seconds, a total of more than a thousand punches were thrown. Each punch contained endless power and blazing flames, as if it was going to burn the entire world! It's definitely enough for Peng Lin to drink a pot.

When the flaming fist shadows in the sky disappeared, Peng Lin's figure appeared in sight.

His whole body was charred, as if he had been ravaged by a fire.

His face was covered with bruises and purples, and was covered with scars.

His originally clear facial features were now distorted and deformed due to the pain, and his entire head was swollen like a huge pig head, which was horrible to look at.

"Peng Lin is done for this time!"

Looking at Peng Lin's miserable state, everyone sighed.

Chu Feng stared at Peng Lin and chuckled, "Old Peng, you know how powerful I am, right? You should be convinced this time, right?"

"You are not worthy yet!"

Peng Lin stood up suddenly, gritted his teeth and growled.

Chu Feng was shocked.

If it were someone else, he would be crippled even if he didn't die after being attacked to this extent.

But Peng Lin was able to stand up, and his endurance was beyond imagination.

Chu Feng took a deep breath and said earnestly, "Old Peng, that's enough, don't feel uncomfortable. Surrender quickly, I really don't want to hurt you!"

"Stop pretending, you have the ability to control me! If you want me to surrender, dream on!"

Peng Lin was still very arrogant.

"I'm going to use my ultimate move!"

Chu Feng's voice was cold.

"Just come on!"

Peng Lin sneered.

Chu Feng didn't say anything and kicked.

The angle of this kick was extremely tricky and the speed was as fast as the wind. It kicked Peng Fei's crotch heavily.

Peng Fei was caught off guard. After being hit, his eyeballs almost popped out. He groaned in pain, covered his crotch with both hands, and knelt on the ground.

"Fuck!"

Everyone's scalp exploded.

Chu Feng's kick was really vicious!

Can Peng Lin still hold on?

Is his ball not broken?

"Old Peng, how powerful is my ultimate move? It tastes bad, right? I just want to ask you if you accept it?"

Chu Feng stared at Peng Lin and smiled playfully.

Peng Lin tried to look up at Chu Feng, his eyes were full of anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Chu Feng, you despicable villain!"

Who would attack the vitals?

This move is really sinister to the extreme!

Chu Feng raised his eyebrows and said disapprovingly: "It doesn't matter if it's mean or shameless, as long as it can defeat the opponent, it's a good move! If you accept it, you have to wait, if you don't accept it, you have to wait!"