I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 62 Energy

When Li Tianhao heard those words, it was as though a sudden flash of enlightennt struck his mind.

"Right! I’m much faster and stronger than him. If I keep my distance, he won’t be able to touch at all!" he thought, his chest heaving with suppressed fury.

He shot a venomous glare at Lin Feng, who still hadn’t moved an inch since the battle began, standing there as calmly as if he were watching a performance rather than facing a life-or-death duel.

That infuriating stillness only poured more fuel onto Li Tianhao’s already raging fire.

Veins bulged on his forehead as his fingers curled into fists, his nails digging painfully into his palms.

Without hesitation, he reached into his storage ring.

A mont later, a massive longbow appeared in his hands, nearly as tall as his own body.

The bow was dark and heavy, its limbs engraved with faint runes that glimred coldly in the light, radiating a sharp, murderous aura.

"Lin Feng! I’m going to skewer you and put a thousand holes in your body!" Li Tianhao bellowed.

This ti, he didn’t bother restraining himself or saving face.

He no longer cared that everyone could clearly see his disfigured appearance... his swollen lips, blood-stained gums, and the empty gaps where his teeth used to be.

His words ca out distorted, filled with lisps and shrill whistling sounds, making his threat sound both grotesque and unhinged.

The surrounding audience exchanged uneasy glances.

So winced, others shuddered, but all could feel the chilling hostility radiating from Li Tianhao as he drew the bowstring back, his eyes locked onto Lin Feng with pure, unfiltered hatred, as though he truly wished to tear him apart piece by piece.

Li Tianhao nocked an arrow and drew the bow in a smooth, powerful motion, the string pulled back to its full extent with practiced ease.

Every movent was clean, precise, and confident, clearly showing that he was far from a novice with this weapon.

The longbow humd faintly under the tension, radiating a chilling sense of danger that made many in the crowd instinctively hold their breath.

All around, the audience shook their heads, their earlier excitent slowly turning into anxious resignation.

In their eyes, Lin Feng now stood on the edge of certain defeat.

"Ah... I really thought Lin Feng could pull it off," soone sighed. "It’s painful to see him end up like this."

"I feel the sa," another disciple murmured. "I was expecting the miracle to continue, but jumping across so many cultivation levels and winning is simply too much. No matter how talented he is, this is still a tenth-stage body refining expert he’s facing."

A third voice chid in, worry evident in his tone. "I just hope Teacher Li Tianhao shows rcy and doesn’t shoot Lin Feng to death. This is already enough punishnt."

Many people silently echoed those thoughts.

Despite his previous reputation as a useless or "trash" teacher, Lin Feng had already proven himself through his incredible combat display.

In the hearts of the crowd, that old label had now been shattered, replaced with genuine respect and admiration.

Now, rather than mocking him, most could only hope that he would survive this exchange, even if it ant losing the duel.

"Any last words, Lin Feng?" Li Tianhao taunted, his voice warped and whistling because of his missing teeth, making his threat sound almost ridiculous.

He fully expected to see Lin Feng trembling in fear, collapsing to his knees, or at the very least begging for rcy.

Yet what he saw instead only deepened his irritation. Lin Feng simply smiled at him... calm, relaxed, and completely unbothered.

That faint smile sohow made his already handso face look even more striking.

"It should be about...at this ti," Lin Feng said softly.

And at that exact mont, sothing extraordinary happened.

"Look at Li Tianhao’s head!" soone suddenly scread.

All eyes snapped toward him. To everyone’s shock, Li Tianhao’s hair began to fall out in clumps.

Strands of his long, carefully grood black hair drifted down through the air like falling leaves, landing one after another on the ground at his feet.

In just a few breaths, a noticeable portion of his hair was gone.

But it wasn’t all of it.

Only a specific area at the top center of his head had been affected.

When the shedding finally stopped, an even stranger and more ridiculous sight revealed itself.

A perfectly round bald patch had appeared on his scalp, clean and smooth, like an alien crop circle etched directly into his head.

For a heartbeat, the entire arena fell into stunned silence.

Then...

"Pfft!"

Soone burst out laughing.

That single laugh quickly spread, rippling through the crowd as more and more people struggled to hold it in.

So covered their mouths in fear of offending the Li Clan, others bent over clutching their stomachs, and a few laughed openly, no longer able to contain themselves.

Li Tianhao stood frozen, completely unaware of what had happened until he noticed the strange looks, the pointing fingers, and the uncontrollable laughter directed straight at him.

He tried to move, but his body refused to obey.

His fingers remained locked around the bowstring, his legs rooted to the ground as if they had been turned to stone.

One second passed. Then another. Then another.

The silence stretched, heavy and unnatural, until everyone in the audience began to realize sothing was terribly wrong.

"What’s happening to Li Tianhao? He’s frozen!" soone exclaid in shock.

At that mont, they noticed Lin Feng walking forward at an unhurried pace, his hands behind his back, his steps calm and steady as if he were rely taking a stroll through a quiet park rather than advancing toward a powerful enemy in the middle of a duel.

"Tianhao, move! What are you standing there for?!" soone from the Li clan roared.

"Loose the arrow and kill that dumb teacher already!"

But Li Tianhao did not move. Not a single muscle twitched.

His face was locked in an expression of rage and disbelief, yet his body remained completely motionless, like a statue carved from stone.