Chapter 108: An Old Friend in a Strange Land

Lin Feng and Yuan Linlin strolled leisurely along the streets of Tiange Town. Yuan Linlin kept her head down, fiddling with her phone, barely paying Lin Feng any attention.

Though Lin Feng appeared bored as he wandered, he was secretly scanning the entire town with his spiritual perception, searching for powerful individuals.

“Ten martial artists at the Transformation Realm, two sorcerers at the Transcendence Stage… It seems the Five Provinces Martial Arts Tournament has truly drawn a great many eyes. Quite a few strong contenders!” he mused inwardly.

As Lin Feng delved deeper into his reconnaissance, a familiar voice suddenly called from ahead.

“Lin Feng—is that you?”

Looking up, Lin Feng was stunned to see Li Ruoyun, his only girlfriend from university days.

Throughout their four years at university, their relationship had been very close, even to the point of planning marriage upon graduation.

But later, as the Lin family fell into decline, Li Ruoyun decisively ended their relationship.

Ultimately, she had cared only for wealth and status, not for Lin Feng himself.

Once he lost those, she cut ties without hesitation and sought comfort in another’s arms.

Five years had passed, yet she remained as stunning and poised as ever, clad in a low-cut short dress that accentuated her curves, her long, fair legs drawing many admiring glances.

At that moment, she was linked arm-in-arm with a burly man, her face beaming as she looked at Lin Feng.

“So it’s you, Li Ruoyun,” Lin Feng said calmly.

“I never expected to run into you here. Oh, I forgot to introduce—this is my boyfriend, Wang Kaishen. Three-time champion of the Chinese Sanda League. Kaishen, this is Lin Feng, my university classmate,” she said with a smile.

“Oh, so you’re the discarded ‘Waste Young Master of Jinling,’ Lin Feng. Pleasure to meet you,” Wang Kaishen said with a smug grin, appraising Lin Feng’s lean frame before extending his right hand.

Lin Feng frowned but shook his hand out of politeness.

Suddenly, Wang Kaishen’s right arm tensed with explosive force. His muscular arm bulged like a mountain, veins popping as he exerted full strength.

Wang Kaishen was no ordinary man; in the domestic sanda circuit, he was known as “The Hyena.”

Whenever facing weaker opponents, he would toy with them mercilessly in the ring until they were crippled, causing many lower-ranked fighters to forfeit even before the match.

Now, seeing Lin Feng’s slender build—hardly the look of a trained fighter—he intended to teach him a lesson.

Not only to humiliate Lin Feng before Li Ruoyun, but also to crush him in front of Lin Feng’s female companion.

Indeed, from the start, Wang Kaishen had taken a liking to the sweet and charming Yuan Linlin.

With years of experience dominating both the ring and the dating scene, leveraging physical prowess and wealth to steal other men’s beautiful girlfriends was his favorite pastime.

Feeling the sudden surge of power in Wang Kaishen’s grip, Lin Feng immediately understood the man’s intent.

Especially since those lecherous eyes hadn’t once left Yuan Linlin’s figure!

“You want to play? Fine, let’s play,” Lin Feng said calmly.

A contest of strength? Then he’d double down.

He exerted subtle force in his palm. Now at the peak of a First-Grade Spiritual Meridian Cultivator, he lacked only the opportunity to break through to Second-Grade Foundation Building.

His body had long been tempered by spiritual energy countless times. Not to mention ordinary people—even masters at the Expert realm—would be no match for him in speed and strength.

“So capable?” Wang Kaishen eyed Lin Feng with suspicion, noting his composed expression as if he were unbothered.

But soon, the tables turned on Wang Kaishen.

“My god!” he exclaimed as his right hand felt gripped by iron jaws tightening relentlessly.

A sharp cracking sound echoed—the unmistakable sound of bone fracturing.

Just as Wang Kaishen’s face flushed crimson and he nearly cried out in pain, Lin Feng decisively released his grip.

Wang Kaishen hastily withdrew his reddened, trembling hand behind his back to conceal it, his gaze instantly turning savage.

Clearly, this “hyena” had already marked Lin Feng as prey—and toying with him would begin by stealing his companion.

The awkward encounter was over quickly. Lin Feng, unwilling to linger, lightly reprimanded Wang Kaishen before preparing to leave.

After all, having lived over a hundred thousand years across two lifetimes, Li Ruoyun was nothing but a passing cloud—entirely meaningless.

“Sorry, I have other sights to see, so I won’t stay long. Goodbye,” Lin Feng said.

He intended to leave with Yuan Linlin, but Wang Kaishen deliberately linked arms with Li Ruoyun, casting a provocative glance at Lin Feng, then teasing Yuan Linlin:

“Why leave so soon? It’s rare to meet like this. I have four VIP tickets to the ‘Wulin Feng’ Sanda Tournament. Why not come watch with us?”

“Today, I’m competing too! Plus, you can bet on the matches—super exciting!”

Yuan Linlin, a girl who loved thrills, was easily tempted.

“Lin Gege, we don’t have anything else to do anyway. Let’s go have a look,” she said eagerly.

With Yuan Linlin speaking up, Lin Feng did not object and nodded in agreement.

“See? That’s the spirit! This time of year, coming to Tiange Town is all about watching a good sanda match! And trust me—with my decades of boxing experience, betting on the side is a sure win!” Wang Kaishen boasted.

“Really? Then I want to bet too!” Yuan Linlin exclaimed.

Protected all her life by her father, Yuan Helin, she had never been exposed to the darker side of the underworld. At her age, the lure of excitement was irresistible.

Wang Kaishen, a seasoned player in both ring and romance, knew exactly how to handle such an innocent girl.

He draped an arm around Li Ruoyun’s slender waist, occasionally showing affection to provoke Lin Feng, all while laughing and joking, causing Yuan Linlin to giggle uncontrollably.

There was no denying Wang Kaishen’s charm: handsome with a sunlit smile, athletic build, and witty banter—a veritable Casanova among rogues.

Juggling two women effortlessly, he even sneered and taunted Lin Feng with his eyes after kissing Li Ruoyun, a true master of the romantic battlefield.

The group of four revolved entirely around Wang Kaishen, who held them close, chatting and laughing. Lin Feng felt like an outsider, marginalized and ignored.

But Lin Feng barely cared; he had only just met Yuan Linlin today.

Before long, the four arrived at the competition arena.

This specialized venue for combat sports could accommodate at least 100,000 spectators.

At the center stood a black ring, where two sanda fighters exchanged blows fiercely.

The arena was packed, the air alive with cheers and jeers as the crowd passionately supported their favorites.

Wang Kaishen proudly flashed his competitor’s credentials and VIP tickets, leading the group through the VIP entrance to the closest seats near the ring.

“Linlin, watch carefully. You can place bets online with this app—very convenient. Remember, bet on the blue corner to win the next match. Wang Feng is formidable and won’t lose in the semifinals!”

Wang Kaishen took Yuan Linlin’s phone with a practiced hand, installing the betting app and guiding her through the process.

Having only ever seen betting on TV, Yuan Linlin was thrilled to participate firsthand.

Unnoticed, Wang Kaishen’s right hand quietly slid onto her shoulder.

He then turned his head, casting a contemptuous glance at Lin Feng, mouthing a mocking provocation:

“See that? Kid, your woman’s about to climb into my bed!”