Evolutionary Plunder System: From A Snake

Zhang Lingfeng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.    

Regarding Eighth Prince's plan, his heart was as clear as a mirror.    

The other party was nothing more than trying to kill him in a spar.    

However, the other party had underestimated his strength too much.    

Through the system's investigation, Zhang Lingfeng found out that Eighth Prince had a Fifth Level of Soul Transforming Stage cultivation base.    

As for him, although he was only a Fourth Level of Soul Transforming Stage, as a body cultivator, he was comparable to a Fifth Level of Soul Transforming Stage warrior.    

With the help of his demonic energy, even a Sixth Level of Soul Transforming Stage warrior would not be a match for him.    

Not to mention, he still had the true form of a Demon Commander Level warrior, helping him secretly.    

Therefore, Zhang Lingfeng didn't put Eighth Prince in his eyes.    

It just so happened that Eighth Prince's arrogant and domineering manner pissed him off.    

Since his opponent wanted to teach him a lesson during the sparring session, how could he not have the same intention?    

"Mr. Zhang, do you really want to spar with me, Eighth Brother? His strength is pretty good. "    

While Zhang Lingfeng was thinking, Qin Tianhong, who was standing beside him, had a surprised look on his face and reminded him.    

"It's just a spar. It's not a big deal. Brother Qin, do you really have no confidence in me?"    

Zhang Lingfeng smiled and winked at Qin Tianhong.    

Seeing Zhang Lingfeng's expression, Qin Tianhong suddenly remembered that he had sparred with this guy not long ago.    

The combat strength that Zhang Lingfeng displayed at that time had shocked him.    

It seemed like his worries were unnecessary.    

"Hahahaha!"    

Qin Tianhong couldn't help but laugh out loud when he thought of this. He said to Eighth Prince:    

"Eighth Brother, since you insist on sparring with my friend, he also agreed to it. Then I have nothing else to say. "    

When he said this, Qin Tianhong paused for a moment, and then reminded.    

"I hope both of you can stop sparring this time. Once the sparring session is over, this matter will end here. "    

Qin Tianhong had actually told Zhang Lingfeng the first half of his words. He hoped that Zhang Lingfeng would not be too ruthless.    

After all, the other party was Eighth Brother. Although there was no relationship between the two of them, if he was humiliated too badly and the other party took revenge crazily, it would give him a headache.    

As for the second half of his words, it was naturally a reminder to Eighth Prince.    

Zhang Lingfeng nodded his head indifferently.    

As for Eighth Prince, who was covered by the drum, he laughed wildly and spoke in high spirits.    

"Big brother, don't worry. I won't kill you during the sparring later. This is my promise to you.    

As for after the sparring, I'll let bygones be bygones. "    

"Hehe, I'm relieved to see how confident you are, Eighth Brother. "    

A hint of amusement flashed across Qin Tianhong's eyes when he saw Eighth Prince's flamboyant manner, and he suddenly said those words with a profound meaning.    

Eighth Prince secretly frowned. He didn't quite understand what his big brother meant by these words.    

However, he still believed in his own strength, so he didn't think too much about it.    

Both of them soon arrived at the Martial Arts Practice Field.    

On the battlefield, Zhang Lingfeng and Eighth Prince were confronting each other.    

"Damned brat, you have some guts to accept my challenge!"    

Eighth Prince unleashed his Fifth Level of Soul Transforming Stage Qi without holding anything back. He sized up Zhang Lingfeng and sized him up. After a while, he said arrogantly:    

"If you kneel down right now and kowtow before me to apologize, I can still attack you lightly when I make a move later.    

Otherwise, I'll definitely let you have a taste of my power. "    

"So much nonsense, hurry up and start!"    

Zhang Lingfeng stretched his waist lazily, as if he didn't put Eighth Prince in his eyes.    

"Arrogant! Arrogant! Stinky brat, go to hell! "    

Eighth Prince's face sank, and he flew into a rage. He circulated the robust cultivation in his Dantian, and unleashed a powerful attack.    

"Stunning Dragon Emperor Fist, kill!"    

An incomparably huge golden fist print condensed in the void, and its entire body was filled with a terrifying energy fluctuation.    

Following Eighth Prince's movement, the fist print carried the sound of wind and thunder as it flew towards Zhang Lingfeng.    

"Puny tricks, break it for me!"    

Zhang Lingfeng's body tensed up, and with just the strength of his body, he forcefully collided with it.    

"Rumble!"    

In the next moment, a muffled sound that shook the heavens and the earth suddenly resounded from the battlefield.    

The golden fist imprint suddenly shattered.    

The violent energy formed a hurricane that swept out in all directions, stirring up dust and dust that filled the sky. It was an extremely shocking sight.    

When the dust and dirt fell from the sky, Zhang Lingfeng was completely unharmed. Not even his robe was damaged.    

Qin Tianhong had already expected this scene, but his expression remained calm.    

However, Eighth Prince's subordinates were extremely surprised.    

Eighth Prince also revealed a surprised expression. His expression was a little ugly as he said coldly:    

"Kid, at least you have some strength, but you will definitely lose!"    

After he finished speaking, Eighth Prince once again circulated the Yuan energy in his Dantian and unleashed a terrifying attack. "Dragon Shocker Kill!"    

"Fight! Fight!"    

Zhang Lingfeng's robe fluttered even though there was no wind, and he fearlessly charged forward.    

"Shocking Dragon Heavenly Imperial Palm!"    

"Shocking Dragon Sky Flipping Seal!"    

After that, the two of them exchanged blows. Eighth Prince unleashed all kinds of powerful attacks, but all of them were blocked by Zhang Lingfeng's physical strength.    

"Bang!"    

"Bang! '"    

"Boom!"    

Next, a thunderous sound could be heard from the Martial Arts Practice Field.    

Both of them were quite strong, and the power of their battle could be said to be shocking to the extreme.    

What Eighth Prince cultivated were all high ranked martial arts of the royal family. Although his talent was mediocre, his strength was quite strong.    

However, Zhang Lingfeng was not a pushover either.    

This clone of his was the body of a ferocious beast, and it was created with all kinds of herbs. Its body was incomparably strong to begin with.    

Coupled with the fact that he cultivated body refinement cultivation techniques, he was even more blessed by the heavens. His overall strength was much stronger than body cultivators of the same level.    

Adding on the fact that his main body's demonic energy was secretly helping him, although Eighth Prince's cultivation was higher than his, he was unable to do anything to him.    

Although Eighth Prince's attack was fierce, it consumed a lot of energy.    

After dozens of exchanges, Eighth Prince had already used up most of his Yuan energy, and was gradually at a disadvantage.    

With the reversal of the situation, Zhang Lingfeng no longer hid his strength and started to attack crazily.    

Eighth Prince was tired of dealing with it and could not back down. He could not help but feel his heart sink to the bottom.    

After another dozen exchanges, Eighth Prince panicked and accidentally revealed a flaw.    

Zhang Lingfeng's eyes lit up. He threw a punch at Eighth Prince's face without any mercy.    

"Kacha!"    

"Argh. . . "    

Along with the crisp sound of bones breaking, Eighth Prince's nose bridge was broken. Blood spurted out from his nostrils. He let out a miserable shriek and his body was sent flying.    

"Damn brat, you are courting death!"    

Seeing this scene, the group of guards that Eighth Prince brought with him turned pale with fright. All of them roared furiously and threw themselves at Zhang Lingfeng.    

This bastard was too detestable! How dare he hurt Eighth Prince? He must die!    

These guards were loyal to Eighth Prince, and they had already lost their minds due to their anger.