Amidst the crowd, six figures were watching the scene. They were just there for so fun, but didn’t expect things to get this interesting.
"Haha, that little fish guy got a setback, let’s see him be arrogant now."
"Such strong fighting techniques, it’s unimaginable, actually stronger than any of us."
"It’s not just the fighting techniques, but also that combat awareness."
"What a pity, unable to refine a Demon Spirit, destined to be a waste!"
"This Lin Feng, although sowhat famous, shouldn’t be this strong, strange, strange!"
The crowd occasionally discussed.
The other students, although curious about what they were discussing, dared not approach.
These people were top-ranked experts in their grade, and also mbers of the Elite Martial Arts Club.
Jiangxin Middle School includes both junior high and high school!
As a Martial Arts Academy, fights and brawls happen every day, and violence is a way to release stress to so extent.
Quite naturally, various student organizations began to form among the students.
And the Elite Martial Arts Club is the most powerful club in the school.
The Elite Martial Arts Club not only has a dedicated training ground but also special martial arts teachers to impart skills.
Although there aren’t many core mbers, only 37 people, the mbers are either children of high-ranking officials or from large family conglorates, with wealth beyond asure.
Besides the core mbers, the Elite Martial Arts Club also has many full mbers.
To beco a full mber, everyone must pay 1000 New Coins every month.
It is said that there are thousands of official mbers in the Elite Martial Arts Club, with over a million in fees collected every month.
Among students, the words of the Elite Martial Arts Club are more effective than those of teachers.
Ji Yu is one of the 37 core mbers.
"So strong..."
Ji Yu watched Lin Feng, whose expression hadn’t changed from beginning to end, with a serious look.
Even he, despite being able to defeat three people, couldn’t do it as effortlessly as Lin Feng. In other words, Lin Feng’s strength surpasses his own.
Although he is an Eighth Rank body cultivator, stronger than Lin Feng who is at the Seventh Rank body cultivation, the gap among the nine stages of body cultivation isn’t huge, and surpassing ranks in challenges is quite normal if the opponent’s fight technique is formidable.
"Such formidable fighting technique!"
Ji Yu was apprehensive. But seeing his subordinates beaten so miserably, if he didn’t step in, what would others think? How could he hold his own?
"Great skill, let et you."
Ji Yu’s eyes flashed. His body moved like willow catkins. In a flash, he suddenly appeared in front of Lin Feng and Lin Dong, right fist clenched, and struck towards Lin Feng’s chest.
"Woo!"
The fist wind stirred the air into a low hum.
Feeling the exceptionally sharp fist wind, Lin Feng tilted his head to dodge, right leg swinging directly to kick Ji Yu’s face, carrying a powerful breeze. A simple whip kick, yet the strike was graceful, movents natural and smooth, like a nimble swallow sliding through the air.
"Wow!"
This graceful attack movent drew exclamations from many people.
It was just too cool!
"Bang!"
Too fast to evade, Ji Yu had no choice but to block with his left arm, issuing a dull thud, his figure involuntarily retreating.
"What formidable burst power!"
Ji Yu’s face was cold, eyes shining with a chilling light.
He was an Eighth Rank body cultivator, while Lin Feng was only Seventh Rank, weaker than him. But in the initial clash, he was the one who stepped back; it was a disgrace.
"Die!"
Ji Yu, tall and slender, stomped the ground fiercely, his figure leaping up while knee bent, right leg launching upwards with frenzied power straight towards Lin Feng’s chest.
Lin Feng didn’t retreat but instead advanced, his rich battle experience kicking in, blocking with his left hand. At the precise mont of contact, his right hand swung up, landing an elbow strike on Ji Yu’s chest, revealing a deadly move.
"Puff"
Hit with a vicious elbow strike, Ji Yu spewed blood from his mouth, collapsing to his knees right in front of Lin Feng. His face twisted, the pain was so intense it felt like his chest was splitting from that one blow.
Just as Ji Yu was about to stand, Lin Feng lifted his right leg, chopping down like a battle saber, with irresistible force.
"Puff"
The force stepped hard onto Ji Yu’s shoulder, the mighty power knocking him entirely to the ground.
"Could it be, a one-hit knockout?"
The onlooking students were all shocked, Lin Feng, just a Seventh Rank body cultivator, knocking out an Eighth Rank body cultivator outright.
Surpassing ranks in challenges isn’t impossible in body cultivation, but surely not this easily.
"You... are just too weak." Lin Feng looked down on Ji Yu, stating flatly.
"I want you dead."
Ji Yu roared, his face twisted in rage!
Besides the pain, the humiliation fueled his anger even more.
At Lin Feng’s feet, Ji Yu’s eyes turned a deep blood red, his whole body rapidly expanding, bones cracking with explosive sounds through flesh and blood. His body twitched slightly and swelled quickly, covered with black fur, hands transforming into sharp claws, reflecting a dark cold light.
"He’s undergoing Demon Transformation." A gasp ca from the crowd.
Ji Yu refined a Sixth Grade Lightning Leopard, which is not a secret among the students.
"Bang"
Lin Feng ignored it, and his right leg fiercely stomped on Ji Yu’s chest. The imnse power made Ji Yu twitch at the corner of his mouth, spewing fresh blood, and his originally swollen body deflated like a balloon, returning to its normal state from its demon transformation.
"Idiot."
Lin Feng showed disdain, truly thinking that becoming a Demon Spirit Master makes one powerful?
Just refined a Demon Spirit and already wants to assist in battle, truly too naive.
Whizz!
Just then, a silver flash streaked by, and Lin Feng’s expression shifted slightly. He stomped on the ground and quickly retreated.
Swish!
In front of him, a silver dart embedded itself deep into the ground.
If he hadn’t reacted in ti just now, that dart would probably have pierced through his right leg.
"Oh, you dodged pretty fast!"
With a teasing remark, six figures slowly erged from the crowd. Leading them was a young man with a buzz cut, wearing a white t-shirt and sweatpants, with an extrely robust build and sowhat ferocious appearance.
The observing students quickly made way, afraid of blocking them.
"It’s Mo Xun, now Lin Feng is done for."
The observing students whispered.
Mo Xun, a Ninth Rank Body Cultivator genius, refined an Eighth Grade Earth Demon Bear. His strength ranks in the top three at Jiangxin First Middle School, and he’s said to have been specially recruited by Great Wall Academy, one of the Three Heroic Academies.
At the sa ti, he is also the vice president of the Elite Martial Arts Club.
"Brother Feng...."
Gao Hai looked visibly anxious, feeling that things were getting worse.
Lin Feng stared calmly at the leading young man walking slowly towards him.
"Brother Mo."
Seeing this person, even though Ji Yu’s whole body was in unbearable pain, he still struggled to get up and shout.
"Brother Mo, avenge !"
Mo Xun nodded and didn’t say much. He ca in front of Lin Feng and, facing the calm young man before him, said, "Kneel and apologize to Ji Yu, and we’ll let this go."
Mo Xun spoke very calmly, yet it gave an undeniable feeling.
As the vice president of the Elite Martial Arts Club, destined to enter one of the Three Heroic Academies, even teachers, let alone the principal, dared not easily offend him.
In his view, he was already giving Lin Feng a lot of face, mainly because Lin Feng’s strength piqued his interest.
But unfortunately, Lin Feng seed not to appreciate it, and that gaze was very annoying.
That calm gaze, never taking them seriously from the start.
"Kid, you’re sowhat interesting." Mo Xun suddenly burst into action, striking like lightning.
Ninth Rank Body Cultivation is already the peak of the Body Cultivation Realm. Just one step further, and you’re a Martial Artist. When Mo Xun attacked, the air exploded.
Lin Feng remained indifferent!
In the Body Cultivation Realm, without the ability to channel Spiritual Power, he was an invincible existence.
Lin Feng did not intend to defeat Mo Xun.
This Mo Xun’s background is even bigger than Ji Yu’s. Facing such a scion of a powerful family, even if he defeated him face to face, it would lead to more trouble later.
As the vice president of the Elite Martial Arts Club, with dozens of mbers under him, if he were beaten, and the Martial Arts Club mbers sward in, even he would have to flee.
His plan wasn’t implented yet, so it wasn’t the ti to truly turn against them.
Lin Feng retreated, easily avoiding Mo Xun’s attack, and spinning lightly, his fist brushed by.
"Hmm?"
"Such fast speed."
A series of gasps erged.
Initially, everyone thought Lin Feng would soon be defeated, but in reality, no matter how fierce Mo Xun’s attacks were, he couldn’t touch even a corner of Lin Feng’s garnt.
Lin Feng casually dodged, causing Mo Xun’s attacks to end in failure.
"Damn it."
With consecutive attack failures, Mo Xun beca sowhat anxious, especially with the teasing and ridicule in the eyes of the crowd, fueling his anger.
He clearly understood as well that Lin Feng’s Fighting Technique far exceeded his, even if his strength wasn’t as great, he was not a match.
"His Fighting Technique feels even better than the Martial Arts teachers."
Mo Xun had a feeling, that in terms of Fighting Technique, Lin Feng was even more skilled than the school’s teachers.
Just as Mo Xun continued to make no progress and other club mbers were about to join in the fray, an urgent shout suddenly rang out.
"Stop!"
As soon as the words fell, a striking figure appeared between Lin Feng and Mo Xun.
It was Song of Solomon.
Seeing Song of Solomon step in to stop it, those around gasped in astonishnt.
This was getting more interesting.
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