Long Tianxing and Long Xinyue both frowned, looking at Ye Feng with impatience showing in their eyes.
Long Tianxing furrowed his brows and said, "Young man, haven’t we already made things clear? What more do you want?"
Ye Feng responded coldly, "Long Tianxing, you consider yourself a predecessor of the Martial Arts World of Dragon Country. Then you should be well aware of the rules of the Martial Arts World. What is it called when soone imparts a technique and another secretly watches without permission?"
Long Tianxing furrowed his brows and said, "That is considered stealing knowledge..."
Imdiately, Long Xinyue grew angry, "What’s wrong with you? Are you annoying or not? My grandfather already said it wasn’t on purpose! Besides, didn’t my grandfather co out to guide you? Without him, you would still be cultivating the wrong thods! I warn you, don’t push your luck, our patience has limits!"
However, Ye Feng ignored Long Xinyue and instead looked at Long Tianxing, "Long Tianxing, let ask you, once stealing knowledge is discovered, how should it be handled?"
Ye Feng spoke forcefully, with strong breath support.
Long Tianxing, with a somber face, said, "There are three options for handling it. First, make the offender a disciple, and then there is no talk of stealing knowledge. Second, abolish their entire cultivation. Third, kill them on the spot!"
Suddenly, Long Xinyue and Gao Zhixiang both beca tense. Not far away, Gao Ningning and Lin Shiyu, who were cultivating, were also startled by their conversation, showing nervous expressions; they had not expected the matter to be so serious.
Ye Feng nodded lightly, "Good, it seems you are aware. Since you know so well, how dare you steal knowledge? Tell , of the three choices, which do you choose?"
"Boy, don’t push your luck, I’m warning you, or you’ll regret it!" Long Xinyue glared furiously at Ye Feng.
"If you dare to speak nonsense again, you’ll die!" A murderous intent flashed in Ye Feng’s eyes, sharp as ice-cold swords piercing Long Xinyue’s heart, making her face turn pale with fright.
She could not believe how terrifying Ye Feng’s gaze could be, seemingly more daunting than her grandfather’s angry deanor.
Long Tianxing was stunned, feeling the killing intent emanating from Ye Feng indirectly, and he felt his hair stand on end, his heart filled with terror; at this mont, Long Tianxing realized that he had underestimated Ye Feng.
Long Tianxing looked at Ye Feng, maintaining composure, "Young man, I indeed owe you an apology for today’s incident. But you should know who I, Long Tianxing, am. It is impossible for to beco a disciple of soone of a younger generation. What would others in the Martial Arts World think of if news of this got out?"
Ye Feng scoffed coldly, declaring disdainfully, "Beco my disciple? You are not worthy! You don’t have what it takes!"
"What did you say!" Long Xinyue beca furious, anger flashing in her eyes, unable to believe how audacious this young man was. Long Tianxing was the second-ranked Grandmaster, and yet, this young man dared to belittle him.
Ye Feng said indifferently, "I said, you are not worthy to be my disciple, Long Tianxing! I only give you one choice—either cripple your cultivation or die!"
Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, the crowd was shocked, their eyes filled with astonishnt.
They could not fathom why Ye Feng harbored such intense murderous intent. Lin Shiyu and others were puzzled as to why Ye Feng had to be so ruthless.
They simply didn’t understand; stealing knowledge was serious—each Martial Arts technique and skill was secret and passed down only within trusted circles.
Once soone stole knowledge, it was akin to the core of a lineage being taken. Grandmasters’ techniques and skills were like heirlooms; having them stolen was like having one’s treasures taken. Who could tolerate that?
These were the tiless rules of the Martial Arts World of Dragon Country, which couldn’t be broken rely because he was Long Tianxing!
Long Tianxing frowned, acknowledging his fault in the matter, but Ye Feng’s arrogant deanor also displeased him, "Young man, I admit today’s wrongdoing, and I am willing to make ands. Na your terms."
Ye Feng replied indifferently, "My terms remain the sa, either cripple your own cultivation or die!"
"Arrogant!" Long Tianxing was enraged, "Young man, let tell you, crippling my cultivation is impossible. With just your words, I advise you not to court death. You are not my match, and you can’t even properly cultivate a Thunder Flash Fist. If you anger , I don’t mind ending your life!"
At that mont, Lin Shiyu and others also tried to persuade Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, perhaps let this go; there’s no deep hatred here, no need to be so extre."
"Yeah, brother-in-law, let it go, it’s all a misunderstanding!" Liu Keke also urged.
"Won should shut up about n’s business! Just quietly watch from the side!" Ye Feng spoke harshly, pressuring Lin Shiyu and the others, who then chose to remain silent, their gazes filled with surprise.
Lin Shiyu and the others felt Ye Feng’s true anger, never expecting him to react so furiously.
In Ye Feng’s view, Long Tianxing had betrayed his trust. The rules in the Martial Arts World were clear—if soone was imparting Martial Arts, then one should voluntary move away; Ye Feng had trusted Long Tianxing, which is why he hadn’t concerned himself with him.
But Long Tianxing had betrayed that trust, covertly learning Ye Feng’s unique martial techniques—how could Ye Feng forgive him?
Long Tianxing looked coldly at Ye Feng, "Young man, I know you are sowhat powerful, but don’t be too reckless. I’ve said, let’s end the matter here, I was indeed wrong, and I can assure you that I will never use this technique again nor teach it to anyone else. I’m leaving now!"
Having said this, Long Tianxing pulled Long Xinyue, preparing to leave, but just as they had taken a few steps.
Ye Feng leaped into the air, then landed in front of Long Tianxing, blocking his path.
"Did I say you could leave?" Ye Feng looked at Long Tianxing coldly.
"Young man, you are courting death, do you know how strong my grandfather is? My grandfather is a Half-step Legend, and you, a wretch, couldn’t match my grandfather even if you were multiplied by a hundred!" Long Xinyue worshipped Long Tianxing imasurably.
Long Tianxing’s expression grew darker...
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