Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 853 A Martial Arts Alliance?

"What did you just say?" Chen Ziyi's almond-shaped eyes widened, a look of shock and disbelief overtaking her pretty face. "Hiss..." This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

A collective gasp filled the air as Zhang Hao and several bodyguards from the Martial Arts Alliance reacted with fear.

The Nonamillennial from the Martial Arts Alliance commanded immense respect. The name itself cast a shadow over numerous affluent and influential families in Donghua's martial arts community —a formidable and terrifying figure.

Yet, Chu Feng, standing before them, dared to insult the Nonamillennial with such brazen confidence. Was he genuinely powerful or merely an ignorant fool?

Chu Feng, with a playful smile, scornfully assessed Chen Ziyi. "Marrying a eunuch and living as a widow, and yet you still act so superior and arrogant. Looking back at the past two thousand years of history, you're truly one of a kind. Is this something to be proud of?"

"You jerk, say that again if you dare! Think I won't have the guts to tear you apart?'" Boiling with anger, she was on the verge of exploding. She felt each word stab at her heart.

"Ms. Ziyi, let it go. We can't beat him," Zhang Hao intervened, restraining the enraged Chen Zi Yi. Having witnessed Chen FengXing's overwhelming combat power earlier, Zhang Hao wasn't eager to get beaten up.

She finally regained her composure and felt the burning sensation on her cheeks. With determination, she declared, "Just wait. We're not done settling this score."

"Alright, I'll be waiting," Chu Feng responded calmly, dismissing her threat.

Furious and defeated, she stormed out of the first-class cabin, ordering, "Get someone. Gather all the people from your Martial Arts Alliance. I want to see this jerk torn to pieces!"

"Ms. Chen, don't worry. I'll contact the brothers from the Yenching Martial Arts Alliance. These two won't be able to leave the airport alive."

The bodyguards' faces hardened into fierce and stern expressions. The Martial Arts Alliance had humiliated their mentor. If they didn't restore their honor, the Martial Arts Alliance's reputation would be utterly tarnished.

Chen Ziyi seethed with anger as she gazed at her bruised and swollen reflection in the mirror, teetering on the brink of tears.

Chen Zi Yi was furious as she looked at her reflection in the mirror, her face swollen and bloodied. She was on the verge of tears. "Jerk, I will definitely kill you and wipe out your entire family to quench my rage!" At that moment, she eagerly awaited the plane's landing. She yearned to cleanse herself of the humiliation she endured.

In the first-class cabin, the stewardess trembled in fear. Her once-rosy complexion drained as she anxiously addressed Chu Feng, "Sir, Goddess Chen wields significant influence in Yenching. If you've hurt her like this, they won't let you off easily. I should call the police for you—"

Chu Feng offered a reassuring smile. "I appreciate your concern, but it's unnecessary. Just take care of yourself."

Chen FengXing sneered dismissively. "I can handle this group of misfits on my own."

Facing thousands of soldiers from Xi Xia on the battlefield, including the renowned God of War of the Six Nations, Jiang Wanjun, Chen FengXing never flinched. Hence, a threat from Chen Ziyi and the Martial Arts Alliance seemed like a mere joke to him.

The stewardess looked at them helplessly and silently prayed for their safety.

Two hours later, the plane touched down at Yenching Airport. As Chu Feng and Chen FengXing disembarked with the cremation urns of their fallen comrades, they were abruptly halted by Chen Ziyi and her group.

"Jerk! Do you think you can just leave like that? It's not that simple. Bring them up!" She waved her hand, and more than a dozen vans promptly pulled up outside the airport.

Over a hundred individuals emerged from the vehicles, armed with machetes and steel rods, radiating a menacing aura as they encircled Chu Feng.

"All of them are elite members of the Martial Arts Alliance, each a specialist in hidden power. Let's see if you still have the guts to go against me. Today, I'm going to break you into pieces." With an air of superiority on her home turf, Chen Ziyi pointed fiercely at Chu Feng, her face contorted with rage as she shouted.