Humiliate the Holy House

The disparity between momentum and subtlety lies in the realm.

Momentum is grand and majestic, utilizing the power of heaven and earth, oppressing the opponent, and enhancing one's own attacks. It is powerful and formidable.

On the other hand, subtlety is the sublimation of momentum in the realm, merging the power of heaven and earth into a point, transforming into subtlety. It appears to be an unintentional strike, yet it carries the power of destruction.

Mu Fan's momentum encountered Lin Feng's subtlety. Under the same cultivation level, Mu Fan was no match.

At this moment, Mu Fan finally understood why Lin Feng could remain unaffected by momentum. It turned out that he had already reached the realm of subtlety. A person with the cultivation of Spirit Martial Realm Fifth Stage, who has reached the realm of subtlety, is truly terrifying.

Retreat. This was Mu Fan's only thought at the moment.

With a sudden stomp on the ground, dust flew up, and Mu Fan's figure also stopped, beginning to retreat.

"Too late."

An icy and indifferent voice emanated from Lin Feng's mouth. Like a phantom, his palm descended on Mu Fan.

A clear cracking sound rang out, and the two figures came to a halt in the dust. The surging black gun light rushed into Mu Fan's body, destroying his vitality in an instant, a single strike, killing him.

"Hmm?" The crowd looked at the billowing dust, their eyes slightly condensed, unsure of the current situation of the two in the dust.

The crowd from the Snow Moon Sacred Institute stared closely at the flying dust, wishing they could see through and see what was happening inside.

"Hmph, an arrogant fellow who dares to call himself Duoming must have died at Senior Brother Mu Fan's hands."

At this moment, a voice sounded, causing those from the Snow Moon Sacred Institute to nod slightly, dispelling the worry in their hearts.

Indeed, an unknown person like Duoming could not be a match for the talented disciple of the Snow Moon Sacred Institute, Mu Fan. Mu Fan, who controlled the momentum, was extremely powerful. An ordinary person at the Spirit Martial Realm Fifth Stage could never be his opponent. Mu Fan, who had reached the realm of momentum, had few rivals even among those at the Spirit Martial Realm Fifth Stage, let alone Lin Feng.

"Senior Brother Mu Fan, you've won." The noble youth said indifferently, his tone full of confidence. Mu Fan must win. If he lost, he would lose face.

"You're overthinking it." A clear and indifferent voice suddenly rang out, making everyone's hearts tremble.

"A person who has no martial will of their own and relies on despicable means to show their strength, how powerful can they be?"

The voice sounded again, and then, the dust gradually dispersed, revealing the figures of Lin Feng and Mu Fan.

At this moment, Lin Feng's body moved slowly, turning around, while Mu Fan's body slowly fell backward.

"Boom!"

A slight sound rang out, not loud, but it made the hearts of the crowd tremble fiercely.

He won, but the victor was not Mu Fan as everyone imagined, but Lin Feng.

An unknown person who had never been heard of before, appeared with a silver mask, and with just one move, killed the prominent disciple of the Snow Moon Sacred Institute.

Lin Feng, his eyes and breath didn't even fluctuate, still so calm and indifferent, as if this ending was meant to be.

"Lost?"

The crowd from the Snow Moon Sacred Institute widened their eyes in disbelief at the scene before them. Lin Feng, with just one move, killed Mu Fan.

"The genius of the Snow Moon Sacred Institute, hehe, indeed formidable. I've seen it."

Lin Feng said lightly, causing the pupils of everyone to shrink. His words were sharp and mocking, with just a few casual words, tarnishing the reputation of the Snow Moon Sacred Institute, portraying them as a group of false individuals who only know how to create an image but lack real strength.

It can be said that today, not only did they lose face, but the Snow Moon Sacred Institute as a whole was also tarnished, difficult to wash away. It's really hard to understand why this guy has such a grudge against the Snow Moon Sacred Institute, deliberately belittling it in this way.

The young man who served as the witness glanced meaningfully at Lin Feng.

"Having reached the Spirit Martial Realm Fifth Stage, he has already reached the realm of subtlety. Impressive." The young man thought to himself, a faint gentle smile appearing at the corner of his mouth as he lightly said, "Next!"

As the words fell, suddenly, behind the young man, a figure flickered and disappeared silently.

Lin Feng said no more, his gaze slowly turning to the outside of the prisoner fight arena, where the person holding the Red Flame Demon Lion was. He said, "Can I start the prisoner fight now?"

The person glanced inadvertently at the noble youth on the stands, his gaze wandering, and did not immediately answer Lin Feng's question.

Lin Feng caught this scene clearly, sneering in his heart. It seemed that his guess was correct. The noble youth seemed to have a high status. These people in the prisoner fight arena all listened to his orders.

"Now that someone else has won, what are you all still looking at?"

The gentle young man serving as the witness said indifferently, causing the noble disciples from the Snow Moon Sacred Institute to nod slightly, then nodding slightly.

"Alright, pay twenty mid-grade elemental stones, and you can start the prisoner fight."

The person in charge of the prisoner fight led the Red Flame Demon Lion into the prison, saying indifferently, making Lin Feng feel puzzled.

The people in the prisoner fight arena listened to the noble youth's words, and the noble disciples from the Snow Moon Sacred Institute seemed to be very afraid of the witness. So, who exactly was this gentle young man who served as the witness? He seemed to have such great power that every seemingly plain word of his made the noble disciples of the Snow Moon Sacred Institute dare not resist, obediently following.

Without thinking too much, Lin Feng looked at the Red Flame Demon Lion in front of him, a hint of profound smile appearing in his eyes. A fifth-level spirit beast, and in the future, it could grow into a mysterious beast, or even a terrifying heavenly beast.

Powerful, agile, able to swallow flames, and those wings could even allow it to soar through the sky.

The noble youth was really generous, actually planning to give this Red Flame Demon Lion to Mu Fan. However, if Mu Fan accepted it, he would probably become a subordinate of that youth in the future.

Taking out twenty mid-grade elemental stones, Lin Feng threw them to the person in charge. Then, the person in charge released the Red Flame Demon Lion, looking at Lin Feng with a complex expression, seeming somewhat jealous.

"Roar!"

The Red Flame Demon Lion roared at Lin Feng, then its body suddenly trembled, rushing towards Lin Feng. Its huge mouth opened, and a fierce flame spewed out, painting the space in front of it red, flames raging.

Lin Feng's footsteps trembled slightly, and his body unexpectedly lifted off the ground. With the long sword and scabbard on his back held in his palm, his body suddenly plummeted, both hands gripping the scabbard

, smashing down towards the Red Flame Demon Lion!