Chapter 631 - 403: The Lu Family’s Flying Act! Wei Feng’s Threat!

Chapter 631: Chapter 403: The Lu Family’s Flying Act! Wei Feng’s Threat!

Lu Guanghai reacted swiftly. The moment he recognized Wei Feng, his entire being was as taut as a drawn bowstring.

A surge of deep, solid Dark Force rose from the soles of his feet, coursing through his spine, straight into his fists.

With a deft step, he moved ghost-like in front of the furious Lu Guangchen, blocking his path, and shouted in a low voice, "Guangchen! Calm down!"

Lu Guanghai’s gaze was fixed intently on Wei Feng at the doorway, his voice chillingly cold: "Wei Feng, fifteen years ago my second uncle spared your life, yet you show no remorse and dare return to stir up trouble! Was it you who did those things to the three old executives?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Feng burst into a wild, uncontrollable laughter, his voice resonating powerfully, making the office windows hum from the vibrations.

"So what if it was? And so what if it wasn’t? Lu Guanghai, do you think I am still the wretch from fifteen years ago who had to live at the mercy of your Lu Family?"

He abruptly ceased his laughter, his gaze sweeping over the Lu family brothers like a razor: "Breaking a few legs is just a small matter for me."

"I simply want to tell you Lu Family trash that I, Wei Feng, have returned!

The humiliation that Lu Yulong, that old fossil, imposed upon me back then, and the Ten Thousand Valleys Returning Flow Fist that rightfully belongs to me, I will reclaim personally and with interest!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Feng moved!

His movement was truly like a fierce tiger released into the wild, a raging dragon diving into the sea!

His massive six-foot-three frame erupted with terrifying speed completely incongruous with his size.

The soles of his plain cloth shoes scraped against the expensive carpet, making a harsh "scree" sound.

Wei Feng did not directly attack the prepared Lu Guanghai; instead, he twisted his figure, generating a fierce wind, charging towards the side where Lu Guangchen’s breath was slightly disordered due to his rage!

"I’ll first cripple you, useless, furious garbage!"

His large fan-like hand splayed its five fingers, the nails glinting gold and purple under the light, tearing through the air with a sharp screech, aimed straight at Lu Guangchen’s scapula!

If this grab connected, Lu Guangchen’s entire arm would instantly be crippled with torn muscles and broken bones!

"How dare you!" Lu Guanghai’s eyes bulged, bloodshot and fierce.

He knew well that Wei Feng had exceptional talent, having been lying low overseas for fifteen years, his power surely having ascended to unimaginable heights.

Now, seeing this traitor suddenly turning lethal against his cousin, Lu Guanghai’s chest bubbled with killing intent, holding nothing back.

The Dark Force he had cultivated with hardship over the years surged out like a breached river, his right arm shook and thrusted, his fist shot like a heavy cannon.

It was a straightforward but life-long cultivated Mountain Shattering Fist, aiming straight at the vulnerable point under Wei Feng’s ribs, with the intent to save Lu Guangchen!

The condensed fist wind tore through the air, exploding with a sharp sonic boom.

"Hahaha! Ten Thousand Valleys Returning Flow Fist? Lu Guanghai, even a waste like you is still a bit interesting!"

Wei Feng laughed loudly, unperturbed by the potentially deadly punch.

While his claw aimed at Lu Guangchen did not slow its pace, his left arm twisted back like a giant python, bizarrely spiraling back.

The muscles on his forearm tightened and knotted in an instant, gleaming with a golden purple sheen, deploying a domineering move "Horizontal Barrier Across Jiang," directly bracing against Lu Guanghai’s Mountain Shattering Fist.

"Bang——!"

The clash of Qi Force sounded dull as thunder.

"In this world," Wei Feng withstood the punch without budging an inch, his despising smile carrying a chilling malice and absolute confidence.

"Besides that old dog Lu Yulong, no one understands each move and style of the Ten Thousand Valleys Returning Flow Fist better than I, Wei Feng!"

"Bang!"

The dull thud of a body crash echoed like drumming, exploding in the spacious office.

Lu Guanghai felt a wildly overbearing force far exceeding imagination surging from the other’s arm, making his blood churn, retreating three steps underfoot "thud thud thud."

Each step left a deep footprint on the soft carpet, his right fist numbed.

While Wei Feng’s figure merely swayed slightly, the claw aimed at Lu Guangchen did not slow but instead sped up!

Although startled, Lu Guangchen did not panic; after all, he was a direct descendant of the Lu Family, practicing the family’s Fist Skill from a young age. Although distracted by managing the business Empire, his foundation remained.

In the emergency, he forced down his anger, powering through his waist and hips, his body sliding backward half a step like a swimming fish.

At the same time his arms raised vertically, executing a Mountain-breaking Fist, trying to withstand this fierce claw.

Yet, Wei Feng’s power was overwhelmingly fierce and violent!

"Rip!"

Lu Guangchen’s suit sleeves tore with the sound, five bloody gashes extending from his shoulder to forearm.

The searing pain drilled into his bones. Moreover, a sinister Dark Force penetrated his body, making his entire left arm instantly limp and weak, nearly impossible to lift.

"Waste is waste! What Lu Yulong taught is not worth a fight!"

Having succeeded in this move, Wei Feng’s arrogance intensified, relentlessly pressing his advantage.

His footsteps pursued in quick succession, his fists like cannons, poised to crush the injured Lu Guangchen completely.

"Wei Feng! Your opponent is me!"

Lu Guanghai forced down the metallic taste rising in his throat, a resolute determination flashed in his eyes to fight to the death.

He knew well, relying on his own strength, it was impossible to contend with the now-unfathomable Wei Feng—only by gambling his life, was there a sliver of hope!

Lu Guanghai inhaled deeply, his chest heaving violently like an old bellows.

His entire body’s bones exploded with a series of fine, chilling cracks.

This was precisely the highest profundity of the Ten Thousand Valleys Returning Flow Fist Lu Guanghai could touch at his level—Cloud Valley Astonishing Dragon!

Once executed, it truly was like a dragon emerging from the abyss, a sky-shattering stone smash.

As Lu Guanghai’s right fist swung out, a wisp of faint white mist lingered around it.

That mist seemed real yet illusory, fluctuating under the light, indistinguishable whether it was an anomaly from Qi Force reaching an extreme, or if this Fist Skill invoked some mysterious and profound power.