Chapter 415: Chapter 415 Opening the Steel Cage (Second Update)
Cheng Jiaming’s gaze was fixed on Lin Fei. Although Lin Fei’s angry shout had just shocked the entire audience.
Moreover, Jin Weiming and Song Haoyu had reminded him that Lin Fei was not easy to deal with. But relying on the fact that he had the advantage in numbers, he did not take Lin Fei seriously.
In his eyes, no matter how advanced Lin Fei’s martial arts were, it was impossible for him to defeat these elite combat masters.
Besides, he had yet to use his most important trump card.
“Are you Lin Fei? Do you want to have a match with us combat masters?” Endeavors Cheng Jiaming with arrogance in his expression.
Lin Fei replied, “That’s right, I want to have a match with your combat masters.”
“What do you want to bet on?” Cheng Jiaming mocked coldly, “Our combats always involve stakes.”
Lin Fei replied indifferently, “Anything can be the stake, but you must release the people in the steel cage right now.”
Anger swirled in Cheng Jiaming’s eyes as he said, “In this Golden Dragon Building, no one can command me, including you!”
Lin Fei said, “Fine, if you won’t release them, I will.”
After speaking, Lin Fei walked towards the steel cage.
Cheng Jiaming’s face turned livid with rage, shouting, “Outrageous! All combat masters, take him down!”
At Cheng Jiaming’s command, more than twenty combat masters surged towards Lin Fei.
About ten combat masters traveled with Evil Wind, exuding powerful aura, all with master-level strength.
And the remaining ten combat masters with one of the top-level skills, had Inner Qi surging all over them,
A series of powerful auras attacked Lin Fei…
The Inner Qi Evil Wind from twenty combat masters formed a storm, blowing Lin Fei’s hair and clothes to fly.
Cheng Jiaming’s eyes flashed with a sinister and triumphant light, he just didn’t believe Lin Fei alone could fend off so many combat masters?
Wen Xiaojun also had his gaze fixed on Lin Fei, wondering about Lin Fei’s true strength.
While Qin Yunyue, Xiao Ling, Xie Wenbo, and Li Qing on the sidelines had expressions filled with confidence in Lin Fei.
In their view, what tough battles had Lin Fei not seen?
From taking on sixty student masters alone at the Huannan University gathering, to facing hundreds of East warriors in the abandoned factory, Lin Fei eventually won triumphantly.
This time, Cheng Jiaming sent twenty combat masters against Lin Fei, certainly impossible to defeat Lin Fei.
Similarly, among the two or three thousand spectators in the audience, seeing more than twenty combat masters attacking Lin Fei like ravenous wolves, the audience became extremely excited, shouting and whistling loudly.
“Defeat that kid!”
“Dare to challenge twenty people alone, beat him!”
“Fight until he kneels and sings for conquest!”
These audience came to watch the combat, with inherently aggressive personalities, were already displeased with Lin Fei’s initial arrogance.
So they deemed Lin Fei the target to vent their inner violence, hoping these combat masters could severely teach Lin Fei a lesson.
However, at that very moment, in the combat arena, Lin Fei’s figure seemed like lightning.
Swish, swish, swish, in an instant, his afterimages seemed omnipresent, wherever he appeared, a combat master was punched flying or was kicked and flipped.
Fist shadows raced, flying kicks like lightning.
Amid screams, some combat masters had their teeth knocked out, some had nosebleeds flowing, some directly spit blood, bones cracking sounds continuously ringing.
Each combat master, akin to sandbags being burst and battered, flung out in all directions.
Though the arena was sufficiently spacious, still several combat masters landed on the spectator seats, rendering some audience members, who were shouting for the combat masters to thrash Lin Fei, faint.
For the remaining combat masters, as if a human rain fell, dropped onto the venue, moaning sounds arose from all corners.
The previously fervent spectators shouting for combat masters to fiercely beat Lin Fei suddenly fell silent, as if collectively losing their voices.
Cheng Jiaming no longer wore the look of proud arrogance, only shock on his face as he saw the combat masters lying all over, moaning: twenty combat masters, had just been KO’d by Lin Fei like this!
Even in Wen Xiaojun’s eyes, a trace of surprise flashed.
Liu Wei’s gaze was filled with admiration as she looked at Lin Fei’s figure, defeating a group of adversaries with just one person standing proudly in the arena like a king, embodying the hero she had always longed to find, one fearless of everything.
Even Zheng Yutong was amazed by Lin Fei’s immense martial prowess, not expecting Xiao Ling to have a friend with such formidable skills.
And Lin Fei rescued Xiao Ling from peril, which made Zheng Yutong secretly grateful to Lin Fei.
Everyone’s gaze in the arena converged on Lin Fei’s figure.
Lin Fei’s presence was icy cool, radiating a powerful aura, only to see him walking towards the steel cage, stepping directly over the combat masters in front.
The enemies moaned under his feet, he remained unmoved because if he lost, the enemies would likewise trample him underfoot harshly.
And Lin Fei’s icy demeanor was due to Cheng Jiaming locking Yuan Yuxi, Qin Zimo, and others in the steel cage, treating them like animals.
This had touched his bottom line. To him, Cheng Jiaming and these combat masters were cold-blooded beasts.
No need for mercy to beasts.
Cheng Jiaming watched Lin Fei walk to the steel cage just like that.
At this moment, Lin Fei’s sharp gaze suddenly aimed at Cheng Jiaming, frightening him until he staggered, nearly falling.
“Open the cage,” Lin Fei ordered casually, staring at Cheng Jiaming.
Under Lin Fei’s sharp gaze, Cheng Jiaming felt an immense pressure inexplicable, he could clearly feel that if he didn’t comply with Lin Fei’s command,
he would die miserably!
And Wen Xiaojun, whom he regarded as his greatest support, just stood with arms crossed, having no intention of standing up for him.
He knew Wen Xiaojun didn’t want to ruin his image in Liu Wei’s presence, thus, wouldn’t help him.
Therefore, Cheng Jiaming had no expectations from Wen Xiaojun.
Fumblingly, he took out the key from his pocket, handed it over to Duan Junhui, and said, “Quick, give him the key!”
Duan Junhui, likewise, was quite apprehensive towards Lin Fei, showing fear in his expression as he said to Cheng Jiaming, “Young Master Cheng, how about you take it over yourself.”
However, before he could finish his words, Cheng Jiaming, in dread of Lin Fei like a tiger, kicked him hard on the backside.
Then, not wanting to deliver the key to Lin Fei, Duan Junhui was kicked right in front of Lin Fei by Cheng Jiaming’s kick.
Face-to-face with Lin Fei, under Lin Fei’s cold gaze, Duan Junhui turned pale with fear, not daring to breathe, holding the key with trembling hands, extending it towards Lin Fei, “Young Master Lin… this… this is the key…”
“Open it,” Lin Fei said expressionlessly.
Duan Junhui shakily unlocked the brass lock on the steel cage and opened the cage door.
Having opened the cage door, Duan Junhui looked eagerly at Lin Fei and asked, “Young Master Lin… may I leave now?”
Lin Fei’s answer was a punch, directly knocking him out.
Seeing this, Cheng Jiaming gasped sharply, grateful for his cleverness in sending Duan Junhui with the key. Otherwise, it would have been him in trouble!