Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 1206: Chapter 1240: Damn Old Pervert

Meng Chanji laughed with his hands behind his back, his hair as white as a crane but his face youthful. He looked more like a middle-aged man with a loss of Blood Qi.

“Kid, don’t misunderstand. I, Meng Chanji, don’t like owing others. Since you’re collaborating with our Talent Pavilion, naturally I won’t shortchange you.” Meng Chanji smiled, squinting his eyes to examine Lin Zifeng a few times. Really, this guy is incredibly similar.

Just like the Holy War back then, whether it’s the look in his eyes or the aura emanating from his body, Meng Chanji can feel they are like one person.

However, Meng Chanji is confident that the future of this kid in front of him may not necessarily be inferior to the Holy War.

But in terms of current Cultivation and power compared to back then, he is still far too weak.

Holy War Angel at 20 years old was almost invincible among his peers!

By the age of 25, he had already stepped into the Sub-Saint Realm First Layer Heaven, condensing the Elemental Power Seed within him, a true prodigy…

“Well, thank you, Senior Meng.” Lin Zifeng saluted, a sly smile curling at the corners of his mouth, “I wonder if Senior Meng could help me fulfill a small wish?”

Lin Zifeng has secretly made up his mind.

“Wish? What wish?!”

Meng Chanji fixed his gaze on him, sensing the Vital Energy gathering within this kid’s body.

“I want to challenge Senior Meng, hope you can grant me this!”

Suddenly!

Lin Zifeng spread his feet apart, raising a cloud of dust from the ground, his fists converging with unparalleled Power, smashing fiercely towards Meng Chanji.

In these past two weeks, he had more than a few encounters with Meng Chanji, but the old man always gave a floating sense like an ordinary person. So he wanted to try, to see if the young hunk was more powerful or Meng Chanji’s Cultivation was superior.

“Kid, is this how you treat the elderly? Isn’t it somewhat excessive?” Meng Chanji smiled, until Lin Zifeng’s formidable Fist Light was about to reach his nose, he finally moved.

In an instant, a fist faster by three points than Lin Zifeng’s had already struck under his arms, forcing Lin Zifeng to retreat three to four meters with the opponent’s fierce Fist Force!

His toes scraped against the ground, leaving two deep black marks!

“Swoosh swoosh swoosh—”

Just as Lin Zifeng was bounced back several meters, Meng Chanji’s Ghostly figure swiftly counterattacked.

Palm strike!

Bam!

Dust surged up, with unmatched vigor roaring around.

“Kid, I haven’t moved against anyone in a long while. Should I interpret your actions today as an offense?” Meng Chanji chuckled lightly, yet didn’t slow down, extending his right hand, with his palm parting wide, reaching directly towards Lin Zifeng’s chest.

Lin Zifeng’s pupils dilated, he could see Meng Chanji’s five fingers dancing chaotically before his eyes, extraordinarily long, shaking like five big columns. Thus his vision blurred, and he couldn’t see clearly.

“Amazing!” Lin Zifeng was secretly startled, his body swaying before retreating, yet still unable to escape Meng Chanji’s five instantaneous fingers.

“Gotta risk it!”

Lin Zifeng gritted his teeth, focusing his Vital Energy again, punching towards Meng Chanji’s incoming fingertips.

“Pop!”

Vital Energy wave broke apart, a large palm quickly pierced the wave, grabbing onto Lin Zifeng’s chest clothes, then switched to his wrist, forcefully pressing on his chest.

Bang!

There was no pain or itch in his chest, just a soft power bursting through.

Lin Zifeng was shocked to find his body flying sideways.

“Kid, wanna keep playing?” Meng Chanji’s figure was like electricity, transforming into a purple light faster than lightning coming fiercely at him.

Damn! What kind of game is that!

Lin Zifeng almost screamed, realizing this old freak’s moves already revealed the depth of his Cultivation.

Lin Zifeng had no strength to counterattack, deducing his Combat Power was not inferior to the young hunk!

This was absolutely certain in Lin Zifeng’s heart.

If Meng Chanji truly wanted to kill him, a few moves would be enough to end him.

“Kid, you wanna keep playing?” Meng Chanji with a kind eye, fixed a peculiar gaze on him.

“Thanks to Senior Meng letting me off, alright, alright. With someone as powerful as Senior Meng fighting against a young one like me, even if you won, if it gets out, it wouldn’t be honorable.” Lin Zifeng’s eyes shifted, quickly changing the topic: “With such a powerful person like Senior Meng, in Martial Arts, it’s rare to find anyone comparable to you.”

Damn it, if it weren’t for fear of you beating me, would I have said such revolting words that make even me sick? If I could defeat you, you old glass, I’d have kicked you long ago!

Though Lin Zifeng felt discontent inside, he was helpless, lacking the strength to beat the opponent.

What can he do, he’s still too weak.

“Hahaha… Kid, speaking so nicely, do you think I don’t know what goes on in your mind?”

Meng Chanji withdrew his palm, breathing steadily, showing no fatigue, returning to his calm demeanor as before.

“Uh… I don’t know what Senior Meng means by that, I don’t understand a word.” Lin Zifeng relaxed now, even though the time spent with Meng Chanji wasn’t long, the feeling this old man gave him was genuinely good.

It felt very familial, everything he did, both in terms of starting points and intentions.

None of it meant exploiting Lin Zifeng.

After all, in this dog-eat-dog world, just surviving is a blessing. Moreover, with Meng Chanji’s high status, Lin Zifeng is well aware of his own abilities.

“Heh, with your smarts, you shouldn’t be clueless, right.” Meng Chanji raised his chin, his eyelids fluttering, maintaining his stance of hands behind while smiling, “Kid, did you consider going to Fusang this time?”

“How do you know I’m going to Fusang?!” Lin Zifeng was astonished, only the higher-ups of Nantian Gang knew this matter, could Meng Chanji perceive such things?

Meng Chanji smiled silently, cast him a glance, smilingly said, “Do you think there’s anything the Talent Pavilion doesn’t know about in the world?”

“Are you spying on my Nantian Gang’s intelligence?!” Lin Zifeng felt displeased again, this damned old glass is too insidious, bullying people has reached this point.

Damn, voyeurism might be tolerable, but not saying it out loud.

“Hey hey hey, kid, what kind of talk is that, what do you mean by spying, huh? The Jipu Family is inherently under our Talent Pavilion’s surveillance, alright. They communicate with your Nantian Gang, deciphering your intelligence is hardly difficult. If it wasn’t for me averting a disaster for you, could you still be here standing safely and breathing with me?”

“…”

Damn you! Voyeurism would be tolerable, but saying it with such a reason.

Geez, really this old jerk has a very poor approach in life.