Feng Ling had heard about that incident too. When he first heard the news, he was just as shocked. Silver Frost City only had a handful of S-Rank Heroes, and a few days ago, at the invitation of the Star General Alliance headquarters, they’d gone to headquarters along with most of the A-Rank Heroes. They weren’t in Silver Frost.

A few people had gone to the scene, but they arrived too late. The Spirit-Rank aberration was already dead, and all they found was an injured B-Rank Hero. According to the injured Hero, a stranger had attacked the aberration. As for what the stranger looked like, she could only say that she’d been injured and had retreated to the side. On top of that, the stranger had moved so fast that they’d vanished before she could get a good look.

So that was why Tisila was causing such a commotion here.

Feng Ling gave a faint laugh. “Heh! I don’t think there’s any room for negotiation between us.”

Tisila’s expression didn’t change. It still wore that arrogant look that made anyone who saw it bristle.

“Human, is that your answer? Very well. Then die.”

Its voice was weak, and its words came painfully slowly. But the moment Tisila finished speaking, Feng Ling felt a fierce gust of wind rush straight at him.

!!!

So fast!

That was Feng Ling’s thought in that instant.

Considering Ge Sila’s astonishing speed, and the fact that Tisila was Ge Sila’s father—with greater combat strength and power—it didn’t seem strange at all.

Feng Ling was a Horse-Rank Star General, renowned for his speed. When someone whose fighting style relied on speed said, “So fast,” it meant the opponent really was fast.

A dark blur streaked toward Feng Ling, trailing several flashes of white light. Feng Ling wasn’t slow either—he saw Tisila’s move. But he didn’t dare meet it head-on. He leaped, and in an instant, disappeared.

Tisila’s claws swiped through empty air. The airflow around its chest shifted sharply. By the time it reacted, a figure had suddenly appeared right in front of it.

Red light enveloped Feng Ling as he leaped in front of Tisila’s chest. He twisted suddenly, spinning at incredible speed. As he spun, his feet struck in a steady rhythm, each heavy kick aimed straight at Tisila’s chest.

Thud, thud, thud!!!

A rapid series of crisp kicks rang out. The air churned around them, whipping into a gale beneath the assault.

As an S-Rank Hero, Feng Ling was on the same level as a Spirit-Rank aberration. So this barrage wasn’t nearly as difficult for him as it had been for Lin Xinyan when she faced Ge Sila.

Under the relentless barrage of Feng Ling’s kicks, Tisila kept staggering backward. At last, it was driven into a corner and toppled over, crushing the building behind it. But Feng Ling’s attack still wasn’t over. He sprang high into the air, then executed a backflip and whipped out a powerful kick. In an instant, invisible force began to gather. As Feng Ling plunged downward, a huge red foot formed from that force.

Slam!

Hit!

Bam!!!

A deafening crash rang out. Dust and sand billowed everywhere. The ground below had been blasted into a deep crater, with Tisila at its center. The dust made it impossible to tell what had happened to it.

Feng Ling wasn’t about to hold back against an aberration. And that last attack had been delivered with his full strength.

He lightly hopped aside, slipped both hands back into his pockets, and watched Tisila lying motionless as he waited to see how the first exchange had gone.

Still, he knew the strength of his own attack. And during the kicking barrage, he’d realized Tisila’s scales were even thicker than he’d expected. They wouldn’t be easy to break through.

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