Chapter 677 Instructor Threatens Nangong Bing
Lin Zifeng felt the world spinning around him, each afterimage moving extremely fast.
Even his vision was struggling to keep up.
At that moment, Lin Zifeng’s brows slightly raised as the sound of rushing wind suddenly hit his ears.
A fist, fast as lightning, tore through the air, aiming a fierce attack at Lin Zifeng’s back.
Lin Zifeng’s body flashed, quickly retreating several steps backwards.
He narrowly avoided the woman’s ferocious attack.
Seeing Lin Zifeng dodge, the woman’s sensual, fiery lips pouted upwards, clearly unsatisfied as she yelled sharply. Her long legs, accompanied by the sound of wind, continued to kick towards Lin Zifeng’s chest.
Whoosh whoosh. The intense Vital Energy made Lin Zifeng’s chest heat up.
Lin Zifeng quickly bent his body into a shrimp-like shape, and the woman’s leg whip whizzed past the front of his chest.
Following closely, her open palm swiftly smacked towards Lin Zifeng’s face.
Lin Zifeng’s pupils shone with a sharp light, and a golden fist suddenly collided with the woman’s palm.
A muffled sound of flesh impacting flesh pierced into both their eardrums.
"Giggle. My Death God sir, it’s hard to see, isn’t it? Two years without sight, and you’ve gained the strength to catch up with the instructor." The woman’s naturally flirtatious eyes were particularly slender as every frown and smile made those turquoise pupils appear as if they were captivating souls.
Lin Zifeng was well aware of her bewitching techniques, especially those slender turquoise eyes.
"Instructor, it’s been two years since we last met, I wouldn’t have guessed you’d remain so enigmatic," Lin Zifeng said with a pat of his hands and a half-smiling gaze after evading the woman’s several attacks.
"Smooth talker, who would have thought that K-9, once known as Death God, could become so slick with words? Quite a transformation, indeed," the woman laughed.
However, despite her words, the Phantom-like figure of the woman showed no sign of stopping, quickly moving closer to Lin Zifeng.
Before Lin Zifeng could react, the woman’s soft palm gently pushed, directly touching Lin Zifeng’s chest.
But this rapid action rendered Lin Zifeng incapable of responding, feeling only a turmoil in his chest from a single palm.
Just as Lin Zifeng was about to react,
the woman’s nimble figure immediately entwined his body.
Two long legs instantly wrapped around Lin Zifeng’s waist.
In such close combat, Lin Zifeng’s face twitched.
Both hands morphed into claws and instantly seized the woman’s thighs that were wrapped around his waist. At that moment, the woman’s arm, as flexible as a serpent, suddenly draped over his neck.
The woman’s fair face broke into a seductive smile, utterly captivating.
"Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu!"
A chill ran through Lin Zifeng’s heart. Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu was the first thing the instructor taught him during their first encounter.
"Remember, do you? Seems like my teaching wasn’t in vain back then," the woman said with a foxy laugh, her turquoise eyes shimmering with a bewitching light as Lin Zifeng quickly turned his gaze away.
Laughing, he said, "Instructor, ’No familiarity between men and women’, please stand up."
Upon finishing, Lin Zifeng’s arms flexed slightly, a surge of Vital Energy suddenly poured into his arms, and he pushed the woman away.
The woman was shocked at first but quickly recovered, her standard Western facial features revealing only a hint of a smile.
Her knees clamped tightly around Lin Zifeng’s waist, and a great force suddenly erupted from between her legs.
Throwing Lin Zifeng’s body completely out.
"Instructor, that’s enough,"
Lin Zifeng squinted his eyes, and suddenly, a large hand shot out.
However, Phantom suddenly released the man’s body and, with a straight back, crashed directly towards the man’s outstretched hand.
Lin Zifeng’s pupils dilated slightly, and the hand he had extended was immediately withdrawn.
Using the ground for leverage, Lin Zifeng quickly retreated several steps.
Once he had steadied himself,
the woman stood quietly in the distance, seductively taking a cigarette from between her voluptuous breasts. With her spicy red lips lightly drawing on it, she smiled and said, "Haven’t seen you in two years, and you’ve really gotten stronger."
"Instructor, you definitely didn’t come to Huaxia from Heavenly Gate just to test my strength, did you?" The man also took out a cigarette and smoked it nonchalantly.
He dared not look directly into her eyes, those teal pupils possessed a powerful Bewitching Technique.
Heavenly Gate’s K-series members basically each had their own special skills.
Especially, Heavenly Gate’s K-1 War God, Kelly, who had the strongest prowess and could even be mentioned in the same breath as the Sect Leader of Heavenly Gate.
Unfortunately, Lin Zifeng had never crossed hands with K-1 War God, nor had he gotten the opportunity to do so during his time in Heavenly Gate.
"My dear Death God, everything about you is under the watch of our Heavenly Gate, every move you make, we have control over it. Did you think you could return to Huaxia so blatantly without fear?" the woman said laughing.
"I’ve always been afraid," Lin Zifeng admitted.
"If you’re afraid, you still dare to come back?"
"It’s precisely because I’m afraid that I must come back."
"Is it because of that woman?" Phantom suddenly asked.
Little did she know, her words had struck deep into Lin Zifeng’s soft spot; to him, Nangong Bing was the only family he had left now.
The reason he was reluctant to get too close to Nangong Bing was fear that his own issues might jeopardize her.
And now, his former instructor was threatening him right to his face.
A towering rage surged into his heart.
His voice was hoarse and indifferent, laced with a bitter chill, "My issues with Heavenly Gate, I hope won’t involve any unrelated individuals."
"Oh, I just knew it. To see the Death God so emotionally disturbed, she must be very important to you, right?" The woman said in fluent English with a light tone.
"Instructor, I hope you won’t force me; angering me won’t do you much good. If your visit is aimed at me, I am ready to accept Heavenly Gate’s challenge at any time, but if you’re using the people around me as leverage, I am sorry, Instructor, I’m afraid it will be very difficult for you to leave Huaxia."
Lin Zifeng’s words were not an empty threat by any stretch.
The woman, with a cigarette between her fingers, gave a soft laugh, her alluring face revealing a trace of charm.
She said, "The Death God I trained has actually become for a woman? It seems she has affected you deeply."
Far from feeling threatened by Lin Zifeng’s words, the woman was more intrigued by how Nangong Bing had changed Lin Zifeng’s character.
"Instructor, if Heavenly Gate is here for me, I am always ready, but please don’t threaten anyone close to me, otherwise I’ll make you regret your foolish actions."
"Are you threatening me?" The woman’s eyes narrowed, her figure exuding an immense seductiveness.
Yet she was like a defective rose, untouchable by any man.
"You can take it that way."
"Giggle. I really want to know why that woman is so important to you. Could it be your character has changed because of her?"
The Death God of the past was cultivated by her very own hands; nobody knew his character better than Phantom. But in just a short span of two years, Lin Zifeng had undergone such drastic changes, which had truly piqued her curiosity.