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Chapter 428

Wei Zhongxian, the Nonamillennial, had single-handedly united Donghua's martial arts world andfounded the Martial Arts Alliance. He had eight million disciples under his command.

No one knew how powerful he was, and it was rumored he was descended from royalty. He was veryclose to the most wealthy and influential individuals and organizations in Di Du and Yanjing.

He was one of the country's most powerful individuals, and the influence of the Martial Arts Alliancecontinued to expand every year.

In all of Donghua, the only individual capable of standing toe to toe with the Nonamillennial was LordChu of Yanjing, the guardian of Donghua's peace for over twenty years!

However, rumors were abound that the Nonamillennial's influence would surpass that of Lord Chuwithin five years. It would be no surprise if the Nonamillennial would eventually be crowned theEmperor!

All that power and glory apparently did not matter to Chu Feng. He had mercilessly called thatextraordinary individual a "eunuch," as though his manhood was the only thing preventing him fromruling the world.

Naturally, that was taboo to anyone in the Martial Arts Alliance. That statement incited unparalleledrage in Huang Feihu and abject terror in his disciples…

"How dare you disrespect the Nonamillennial! You must be tired of living!" Huang Feihu bristled like alion and pounced at Chu Feng.

The Nonamillennial was his mentor and savior, and he worshiped him like a deity. No one could tarnishthe Nonamillennial's good name!

Even though he knew he was no match for Chu Feng, he was willing to give up his life to protect hismentor's name.

"You're hot-blooded and rash. You reminded me of my younger days," Chu Feng said with someadmiration toward Huang Feihu. After that, he gently flicked his fingers.

In the next moment, a gazebo about two hundred yards away trembled violently and exploded in acloud of dust and debris.

When the people saw that, their hearts almost stopped, and their faces turned ghastly pale.

It was already shocking enough when Huang Feihu shattered the marble stone statue, but it paled incomparison to what Chu Feng did!

Chu Feng glanced at Huang Feihu and said, "What do you think of that technique? Can it compare toWei Zhongxian?"

Huang Feihu instantly froze on the spot, and his limbs turned into jelly. He broke out in a cold sweat,and his mind was buzzing.

What the… How… How did he do that? Is he even human?

Suddenly, he had a strong feeling that the Nonamillennial might not be Chu Feng's match if he werehere!

"Who… Who are you?" Huang Feihu's teeth were chattering. He was even suspecting the young manwas Lord Chu in disguise!

Chu Feng walked over and towered over him. "Who am I? Even if Wei Zhongxian were here, he'd haveto address me as 'Dragon Lord.' Who are you to question my true identity?"

Dragon… Lord?

Huang Feihu opened his eyes wide when that title stirred up something in his memory. "You… Youare…" His voice was filled with fear.

"Look carefully, Huang Feihu! The person standing in front of you is none other than the Dragon Soul'sGod of War!" Fang Zhong announced imperiously after his confidence returned to him.

Huang Feihu was stunned as though he had been struck by lightning. The people at the scene gaspedand exclaimed in shock. Huang Shengshou fell to his knees in fear.

The Dragon Soul's God of War? The youngest ever four-star general in the military and the strongestfighter in the past two hundred years? What have we brought upon ourselves?

Amid the shock and awe, only Tang Sisi lifted her chin up high, feeling smug about herself.

"Maybe Wei Zhongxian mentioned my other nickname before," Chu Feng said while fiddling with aglass on the table. "Lord Ashura!"

Huang Feihu stumbled a few steps backward. His heart almost jumped out of his chest. The terror in

his eyes was evident.

He could never forget the incident at one of the Martial Arts Alliance's banquets five years ago whenthey had just broken through one million disciples…

The guests were showering flattery upon the Nonamillennial. One of the guests asked him, "Your mightis unparalleled, Nonamillennial. Dare I ask if anyone in Donghua is your match in martial arts?"

The Nonamillennial, who was in a festive mood earlier, suddenly turned serious. He glanced toward thewest and said grimly, "Yes, there is! That person annihilated the Western Mafia World last night. Hesingle-handedly dispatched the Seven Kings of the Holy Temple and chopped down Satan! If I were tofight him, my chances of winning are less than 30 percent…"

That night, the guests were shocked beyond belief.novelbin

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