51: Chapter 51 A single stab through the heart, I, Lin Feng, specialize in curing love-struck fools.

At the Martial Arts Field in the center of Nanyan Prefecture.

The three-day deadline arrived in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the entire Nanyan Prefecture was bustling with activity, ten times more lively than a temple fair during the New Year.

The area around the Martial Arts Field was already packed with people, surrounded layer upon layer until not even a drop of water could trickle through. Those who arrived late couldn't even find a place to stand and had to pay a high price to rent private rooms on the second floor of nearby teahouses and taverns, just to catch a glimpse from afar.

Major casinos seized the opportunity, opening all sorts of betting pools overnight.

"Betting is open! Bet on how many Moves it will take for Lord Lin to win! One Move, odds are one to one! Three Moves, odds are one to three! Ten Moves or more, odds are one to one hundred!"

"I have something even more exciting! Bet on whether Lord Lin will cherish the fair sex, intentionally throw the fight, and win the beauty in the end! Betting 'will' pays one to two! Betting 'will not' pays one to ten!"

"What's that compared to mine!" A scruffy gambler slammed the table, spittle flying. "I'm opening a killer bet! I'm betting on whether Lord Lin will chop off the head of the City Lord's daughter in front of everyone! Odds are one to one thousand! Any brave souls dare to take the bet?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire casino fell into a deathly silence, and everyone looked at him as if he were a madman.

The VIP seats of the Martial Arts Field were filled with important figures from Nanyan Prefecture.

The heads of major Families like the Wang, Zhang, and Zhao Families were all present, hands tucked in and eyes narrowed. On the surface, they were here to watch the excitement, but in reality, they all had their own agendas, wanting to see what kind of play this newly formed "in-law" relationship between the City Lord's Mansion and the Demon Suppression Division would perform.

Even the Silver-Rank Supervisor had arrived in person for the first time, sitting in the main seat, holding a cup of goji berry tea, calm and composed, with an expression that said, "I love watching trouble unfold."

"Brother Lin, are... are you really going to fight?"

Zhao Tie and Li Rui stood behind Lin Feng, their faces looking more uncomfortable than if they were constipated.

"That is the City Lord's daughter, our future sister-in-law! You must show some restraint, just go through the motions! Losing to her is nothing to be ashamed of! This is called strategic concession!" Li Rui persuaded him earnestly.

"That's right, Brother Lin," Zhao Tie chimed in. "Think about it, if you win, you win a match, but you lose your happiness for the rest of your life and half of the prefecture city! No matter how you calculate it, it's not worth it!"

Lin Feng glanced at these two clowns and said nothing.

The only reason he came today was for that phrase, "If you lose, you will never bother me again."

As for the rest, he didn't care at all.

Just then, the entire arena erupted in thunderous cheers.

At the other end of the Martial Arts Field, Miss Ling Yueer walked in, looking heroic and spirited, surrounded by guards from the City Lord's Mansion.

Today, she wasn't wearing a delicate long dress but had changed into a custom-made fiery red soft armor, which outlined her already sizzling figure even more breathtakingly. Her long, jet-black hair was tied high into a ponytail, and she carried a three-foot-long scarlet whip in her hand. She looked like a burning flame, full of wild beauty and astonishing Battle Intent.

"Lin Feng!"

Miss Ling Yueer walked to the center of the field, pointed at Lin Feng from afar, and her crisp voice echoed throughout the entire venue.

"Today, I, Miss Ling Yueer, fight for my own dignity! If you lose, you must agree to marry me! If you win, I will give up on you from now on and never pester you again!"

These words were spoken with resounding force, carrying a touch of a young girl's naive charm and determination, instantly igniting the atmosphere of the entire venue.

"Whoo! The City Lord's daughter is mighty!"

"So touching! This is simply the best confession scene of the year!"

"Lord Lin! Just give in to her! If you don't want her, you can give her to me!"

Amidst the tsunami-like jeering of the crowd, Lin Feng slowly stood up and walked onto the Martial Arts Field.

He was still wearing his ordinary black uniform of the Demon Suppression Division, empty-handed. He hadn't even brought his signature "Life-Slaying Blade," simply picking up the most ordinary, unsharpened iron practice sword from the weapon rack.

This contemptuous attitude made Miss Ling Yueer's face flush red with anger, but it also strengthened her resolve to "beat some sense" into this block of wood!

"Take this!" Following the referee's order, Miss Ling Yueer let out a delicate shout and launched the first attack!

With a flick of her wrist, the scarlet whip seemed to come alive, transforming into a fire snake flicking its tongue. Carrying a scorching gust of wind, it curled toward Lin Feng's ankle from an extremely tricky angle. The strength of the third stage of the Spiritual Qi realm was fully displayed!

However, facing this fierce strike, Lin Feng simply stepped back half a step, dodging it easily.

"Phoenix Ablaze!"

Miss Ling Yueer didn't stop after the first missed strike. The whip traced a brilliant arc in the air, transforming into a sky full of whip shadows, like a Phoenix spreading its wings, covering all of Lin Feng's vital points from all directions.

This Move was magnificent and incredibly flashy, drawing gasps from the audience outside. Yet, Lin Feng's figure was like a willow catkin in the wind, strolling leisurely through the airtight whip shadows; not a single tip of the whip could touch his clothes.

"Damn it!"

Miss Ling Yueer had been attacking for a long time without success. Both ashamed and anxious, she gritted her teeth, channeled all her Spiritual Qi into the long whip, and unleashed her ultimate trump card!

"Ultimate Move: Phoenix Dances in the Nine Heavens!"

In an instant, the scarlet whip shadows condensed in the air into a giant flaming Phoenix. It let out a clear, resonant Phoenix cry and, carrying the terrifying power to incinerate everything, pecked down at Lin Feng's head!

This strike had already surpassed the scope of the third stage of the Spiritual Qi realm, enough to threaten experts at the fifth or sixth stage of the Spiritual Qi realm!

"It's over!" Miss Ling Yueer shouted inwardly.

In her view, facing this earth-shattering all-out strike, no matter how strong Lin Feng was, he would inevitably have to take it seriously, perhaps even be caught in a panic.

At that point, she would be able to regain some ground and make him look at her with new eyes!

However, Lin Feng's reaction once again refreshed her perception.

Facing the flaming Phoenix capable of melting gold and iron, there wasn't even the slightest change in expression on Lin Feng's face.

He just impatiently raised the practice iron sword in his hand.

Then, he simply thrust it forward in an unremarkable way.

There were no fancy Moves, no earth-shaking Aura; it was just like a butcher stabbing a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.

This strike looked so casual, so ordinary, and even a bit... perfunctory.

The audience outside was stunned.

"It's over, it's over! Is Lord Lin throwing the fight all the way to the Pacific Ocean?"

"This isn't a martial arts competition, this is flirting!"

"Sigh, in the end, heroes cannot overcome the barrier of beauty."

Even Chu Mengxi subconsciously frowned, a flash of inexplicable disappointment crossing her heart.

But just when everyone thought Lin Feng would lose this match in a "gentle" way.

An unexpected change occurred!

Puchi!

A clear, scalp-numbing sound of a sharp blade tearing through flesh suddenly rang out!

The massive, imposing flaming Phoenix, the moment it touched the ordinary iron sword, vanished silently like a phantom.

Yet, the iron sword, its momentum undiminished, passed through the layers of whip shadows with a speed and precision that defied everyone's understanding, accurately and ruthlessly stabbing into Miss Ling Yueer's abdomen, which was covered by soft armor!

A cold, blood-stained tip of the blade protruded through her back.

A desolate, beautiful, crimson blood flower slowly bloomed on her fiery red soft armor.

"..."

The entire Martial Arts Field, the tsunami-like cheers and jeers, came to an abrupt halt.

Time seemed to have been pressed on the pause button at this moment.

Everyone was as if frozen by a immobilization spell, mouths wide open, eyeballs almost popping out, enough to fit a duck egg.

What had they seen?

Lin Feng...

He...

He actually...

Really...

With one strike, stabbed the City Lord's daughter...?

"Damn... damn it..."

A wine cup in a gambler's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter" and shattered into pieces. He murmured in a dreamlike tone:

"The Yama... he really is the damn Yama! This isn't being dense about love, this is being completely heartless!"

Another young girl, who had just been moved to tears by the love story of the "Domineering Yama and the Pretty Daughter," now felt her heart shatter even more thoroughly than that wine cup.

"My god... he's not a block of wood, he's a rock in a latrine, stinky and hard! I'm afraid he doesn't even know how to write the four words 'cherish the fair sex'!"

In the VIP seats, the Silver-Rank Supervisor's hand holding the teacup paused slightly. For the first time, a trace of astonishment flashed in those calm, ancient eyes.

He also hadn't expected that this kid could be this dense.

Zhao Tie and Li Rui were completely petrified on the spot, their minds blank.

It's over.

It's really over now.

The happiness for the rest of their lives was gone, and half the prefecture city had flown away.

The sister-in-law had even been stabbed away by their own big brother!

"You... you..."

Miss Ling Yueer lowered her head with difficulty, looking at the cold iron sword in her abdomen, and then raised her head in disbelief, looking at Lin Feng's face that still bore no expression. Her large, lively eyes were filled with bewilderment, grievance, and a trace of... heartbreak.

She never dreamed that the challenge she had summoned all her courage for and bet all her dignity on would result in such an ending.

"Wh... why..." She spoke with difficulty, her voice hoarse.

Lin Feng slowly pulled out the iron sword, letting her delicate body collapse to the ground, and replied calmly in a matter-of-fact tone:

"You lost. Remember to keep our agreement."

Having said that, he threw the blood-stained iron sword aside and turned to leave.

It was as if he had just completed a trivial matter.

This scene of extreme coldness completely ignited everyone's fury.

"Beast! Simply a beast!"

"Is he even human? The girl is in such a state, and he's still thinking about that damn agreement!"

And just at this moment, a roar filled with endless rage and killing intent, like thunder from the Nine Heavens, exploded from the VIP seats!

"You brat! How dare you hurt my beloved daughter!"