Chapter 156 Ning Fengzhi: Should I find a brother-in-law or a son-in-law? Chapter 156 Ning Fengzhi: Looking for a Brother-in-Law or a Son-in-Law?
On the sidelines, Chen Chen returned to the rest area with slightly heavy steps. Before he could even stand up straight, a large group of junior brothers and sisters anxiously surrounded him.
"Senior Brother Chen, are you alright? Were you injured?" A young junior sister with a youthful face spoke first, her voice full of worry.
Looking at their concerned expressions, Chen Chen felt a warmth in his heart. He shook his head slightly and said softly, "Fortunately, Elder Gu Lin intervened, and I wasn't injured."
His voice was calm, yet it carried the relief of surviving a close call.
"Senior Brother Chen, although you lost the match, in my heart, you will always be the strongest." Another junior brother looked at Chen Chen with unwavering eyes, his words earnest.
A forced smile appeared on Chen Chen's lips, a smile tinged with bitterness, and more so with resentment.
He paused, then began to say, "Victory and defeat are common in war, but I—"
The words caught in his throat.
A hint of dejection flashed in his eyes as Lu Feng's final move resurfaced in his mind.
The overwhelming pressure of soul power was unavoidable. The powerful shockwave was like a mountain crashing down; even if it happened again, he wasn't confident he could withstand it.
"I'm still not as skilled. It seems my cultivation is still insufficient."
Meanwhile, Lu Feng and Ning Ya were surrounded by a crowd.
The crowd chattered excitedly. No one had expected that the senior brother of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would lose.
Moreover, the one who defeated him was an unknown Soul Master.
"Senior brother, may I ask your name?" a disciple with fervent eyes asked. "My
name is Lu Feng. I am not a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School." Lu Feng's expression was frank, showing no restraint despite being an outsider.
"Senior brother Lu, your last move was so cool! It even drew the elders to the arena personally."
"Senior brother Lu, how do you usually cultivate?"
The disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were very enthusiastic, asking one question after another.
"Senior brother, are you and Senior Sister Ning dating?" Someone suddenly blurted out this question.
Instantly, a cheer erupted from the crowd.
"Senior brother, when did you and Senior Sister meet?"
"Senior brother, did you challenge Senior Brother Chen Chen because you were pursuing Senior Sister Ning?"
The questions came one after another, becoming increasingly outrageous and completely veerging from the main topic.
Lu Feng was overwhelmed by this barrage of questions. He helplessly pulled Ning Ya along, pushing and shoving his way through the lively but overly enthusiastic disciples, and quickly left the Soul Arena.
The two hurried to a secluded corner on the first floor.
"Young Master Lu, it seems you're quite popular," Ning Ya couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.
Her eyes sparkled with a mischievous smile, as bright and charming as the warm spring sun.
"Haha, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is really too enthusiastic," Lu Feng raised his hand, straightening his slightly disheveled clothes. He looked somewhat disheveled, his hair a mess, and the hem of his clothes slightly wrinkled.
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School loves making friends. Young Master Lu, you can stay a little longer; I'm sure you'll like it here," Ning Ya said sincerely, her eyes full of expectation.
Lu Feng smiled faintly, a polite distance in his expression. "We'll talk about it another time."
On the viewing platform, Ning Fengzhi and the other two stood facing the wind.
Ning Fengzhi watched the two figures burst out of the crowd, his eyes flickering uncertainly. He stroked his chin and asked, "Elders, what are your thoughts on Lu Feng?"
Bone Douluo pondered, "High talent, capable of fighting beyond his level. Among all the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, no one can compare to him in terms of cultivation talent."
"I really don't know how this kid cultivates," Bone Douluo added.
Before the age of twenty, the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School have only one task: cultivating soul power.
Top-tier meditation techniques.
Personal guidance from the sect elders on combat skills.
Soul beast meat to nourish the body.
A simulated cultivation environment.
All sorts of resources are poured in to ensure the disciples receive the best possible growth.
And now, suddenly a young upstart has appeared, beating up the sect's young senior disciple. Most importantly, this person is just a commoner.
The group was filled with mixed emotions.
Chen Xin frowned, somewhat uncertainly saying, "According to the information from the investigation, this person spent some time at the Royal Academy. Could he be someone from the higher-ups of Tian Dou?"
Chen Xin recalled that at the auction, Lu Feng and Crown Prince Xue Qinghe had a very pleasant conversation. The two were completely at ease with each other; anyone with eyes could see that they must have known each other for a long time.
"Sword Master, your information is outdated. I heard that the kid was very close to Dugu Yan when he was in the academy, so he's probably from the Dugu family."
Chen Xin nodded upon hearing this. "Judging from his free-spirited nature, he's somewhat similar to Dugu Bo. No wonder that old poisoner took a liking to him."
Bone Douluo sneered, "Just looking at the kid's cultivation talent, if I had a granddaughter, I'd kidnap her if I had to."
Chen Xin's lips curled up, and he said mockingly, "With your ugly face, if you had a granddaughter, she probably wouldn't be able to get married. Indeed, the only way would be to kidnap her."
Hearing this, Bone Douluo's face immediately turned red, and he raised his neck, "Sword Master, I challenge you to a duel!"
"Hmph, come on then! I'm not afraid of you!"
As soon as the words fell, the two of them turned into two streams of light and disappeared from the viewing platform.
Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but sigh upon seeing this. "These two elders, sigh, they're so old, yet they still can't calm down."
His gaze swept over the disciples sparring on the field, his expression quickly returning to calm.
"Shrek Academy, Xingluo Zhu Family, Heaven Dou Royal Academy," Ning Fengzhi murmured, his eyes flickering.
According to the information relayed by his subordinates, Lu Feng came from an ordinary village. After graduating from Notting Academy, he traveled around training on his own.
Later, he joined the Soul Arena, becoming a host. However, for some reason, he suddenly appeared at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
"Such talent, even if he can't join a sect, we must try our best to recruit him." Ning Fengzhi sighed inwardly.
Just as Bone Douluo said, if ordinary people were unwilling to join a sect, they had plenty of ways.
Beauty, wealth, power, threats...
But using these methods on Lu Feng was somewhat inappropriate.
Putting aside Lu Feng's mysterious background, just look at the large amount of weapons he brought to the sect. Ning Fengzhi had to treat him with respect and couldn't coerce him in any way.
Otherwise, if this matter were to get out, Ning Fengzhi's kind and gentle image, cultivated over half a lifetime, would crumble overnight.
"Perhaps I could ask Rongrong; I heard she had a pretty good relationship with that Zhu family girl when she was at the academy."
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1.8times+Chapter 157 Life Mentor Lu Feng Chapter 157 Life Mentor Lu Feng
Behind the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the valley was serene and lush. Tender moss covered the stones, and the air carried a faint fragrance of grass and trees.
A giant waterfall, over two hundred meters high, cascaded down with a deafening roar.
Chen Chen stood beneath the waterfall, his Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul shining brightly, its sword shadow flashing. Wherever the sword wind passed, countless crystal-clear water droplets splashed up.
The huge round rock where Chen Chen practiced his sword, its surface smooth as a mirror from years of being eroded by the waterfall, gleamed with a cold luster.
Ordinary people couldn't even climb up this waterfall, let alone practice their swordsmanship beneath it.
Yet Chen Chen remained unmoved. He closed his eyes, his posture upright, letting the surging waterfall crash down on him like a thousand-pound hammer.
"What exactly is the Heart Sword?"
In an instant, a sharp sword aura sliced out, severing the ceaselessly flowing waterfall in two. A surge of powerful soul energy forcefully blocked the water's flow, causing the waterfall to stagnate for a full second.
But a moment later, Chen Chen's figure suddenly froze.
His mind was in turmoil.
He recalled his battle with Lu Feng.
Clearly, his soul energy was far superior, his swordsmanship exquisite, and his martial soul of the highest quality; why had he been defeated by Lu Feng?
Thinking this, Chen Chen's swordsmanship became increasingly chaotic, yet each strike was stronger than the last.
With his desperate effort, sword light flashed, forming a sword shield that isolated the impact of the water.
However, the relentless torrent of water continued to pound against Chen Chen's shield. Gradually, he felt the strain, his breathing became rapid, and his face paled slightly.
"Damn it, have I reached my limit again? Each time I can only last half an hour." He gritted his teeth, his heart filled with resentment.
"No, I must surpass my limit!"
Chen Chen's eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging on his forehead, as he laboriously swung his sword again.
However, the waterfall plunged down with unstoppable force.
"Bang!"
With a muffled thud, Chen Chen's body was slammed into the pool like a kite with a broken string, splashing a huge spray of water.
"Damn it, I failed again."
Chen Chen surfaced, clenching his fists and pounding the water's surface, his face filled with frustration and resentment.
Chen Xin had been standing on a distant mountaintop, quietly watching everything.
Seeing this, he sighed softly, a hint of regret in his eyes: "Chen Chen's mind is in turmoil. Alas, defeating an opponent is easy, but defeating oneself is difficult."
With that, Chen Xin's robes fluttered as he slowly departed.
Unbeknownst to him, Lu Feng had been at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for almost a month. During this time, he truly understood what it meant to be the wealthiest sect in the world.
Not to mention, the dishes on the daily table were not only delicious and visually appealing, but also varied. Lu Feng felt he had even gained some weight.
These days, Ning Ya came to see him almost every day. In his words, he intentionally or unintentionally revealed his desire for Lu Feng to join the sect.
Lu Feng's attitude remained ambiguous each time, neither refusing nor agreeing.
Of course, his deal with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School proceeded smoothly.
Lu Feng provided the sect with over ten types of weapons, covering various categories including combat weapons and daily necessities. Most of these weapons were based on Tang Sect hidden weapons, with Lu Feng making slight modifications.
Although Tang Sect hidden weapons were ingenious, Lu Feng, considering practical use, removed many unnecessary mechanisms.
These mechanisms were mostly anti-counterfeiting measures, preventing others from easily reassembling them after disassembly.
Lu Feng didn't care about these things.
He had no intention of rebuilding the Tang Sect's glory; he only served his own powerful benefactor!
On this day, the sun rose.
Outside the mountain gate, Lu Feng stood with his hands behind his back, accompanied by Chen Chen and Ning Ya.
"Young Master Lu, are you really not going to stay a little longer?" Ning Ya said softly, her eyes filled with reluctance.
Initially, Ning Fengzhi had asked her to recruit Lu Feng, his words subtly implying a matchmaking between the two. Ning Ya knew this was the fate of a sect disciple, so she accepted the task without hesitation.
However, after a month of getting to know Lu Feng, she discovered that he was not only exceptionally talented but also humorous, witty, and very kind.
His weapons, in particular, were astounding.
Ning Ya herself acquired some weapons, and with their enhancement, her combat power was in no way inferior to that of an ordinary Soul Master.
In her eyes, Lu Feng was already a hero of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Since ancient times, beauties have loved heroes, and she was no exception.
A faint smile appeared on Lu Feng's face as he said, "I still have to go back to the Soul Arena. I've been absent for twenty-nine days this month; I wonder if I'll lose my perfect attendance bonus."
Upon hearing this, Chen Chen laughed heartily, "Brother Lu, why don't you just join my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? I'll give you a hundred times your salary!"
During this time, Chen Chen challenged Lu Feng to several
sparring matches. The two were evenly matched. However, once Lu Feng unleashed his fourth Soul Skill, Chen Chen was completely powerless to resist.
Gradually, he accepted the fact that he was inferior to the other.
Lu Feng smiled at Chen Chen's words and slowly said, "Brother Chen, I don't go to work just for the salary. It's because I like it, so I do it."
Who doesn't love colorful fragments?
"Brother Lu Feng, you are quite open-minded," Chen Chen couldn't help but remark.
Lu Feng nodded slightly and smiled faintly, "Brother Chen, sometimes people only create trouble for themselves by thinking too much. Life is short, so naturally, we should do whatever makes us happy."
Chen Chen clasped his hands in a fist salute and said, "Sometimes I envy Brother Lu Feng's freedom, unlike us sect disciples who inevitably have many worries."
Lu Feng said frankly, "Everyone has their own unique life, just like there are no two identical leaves in this world. They may seem similar, but they are all different."
"Alright, farewell, you two." With that, Lu Feng turned around gracefully and strode away.
Chen Chen and Ning Ya stood quietly in place, watching Lu Feng's receding figure, their hearts filled with countless thoughts.
Ning Ya was naturally very reluctant to part.
She realized that she seemed to have fallen for this young man.
Chen Chen's mood was slightly depressed, and his brows furrowed slightly.
He kept replaying Lu Feng's words in his mind. These words were straightforward and simple, but Chen Chen felt that they had given him some inspiration.
Since embarking on the path of Martial Soul cultivation, he had always imitated his grandfather's methods.
Chen Xin had experienced countless battles throughout his life, each encounter a lesson in growth, learning from real combat experience. He was like a towering mountain, reaching into the clouds, inspiring awe.
As Chen Chen walked, he couldn't help but slow his pace.
"Brother Lu's mindset is somewhat similar to what Grandfather described as the Heart Sword."
Chen Chen recalled the days he had spent with Lu Feng.
Lu Feng was carefree and unrestrained, like a drifting white cloud in the sky. He was like a gust of wind, following his heart, doing only what he wanted.
Compared to him, his own cultivation path seemed too methodical, lacking something.
Gradually, a straightforward idea emerged from the depths of Chen Chen's heart.
The Heart Sword, perhaps, was about following one's own heart.
"Then what is the purpose of my relentless cultivation?" He pondered this question repeatedly.
"Senior Brother Chen Chen." A clear voice interrupted his thoughts.
Chen Chen came back to his senses, looked up, and saw a young disciple approaching him respectfully with a smile.
Chen Chen nodded slightly, a gentle smile on his face.
"Senior Brother."
"Good morning, Senior Brother!"
Along the way, disciples greeted Chen Chen warmly. Their radiant smiles, like the warm spring sun, dispelled the slight gloom in Chen Chen's heart.
Just then, a little girl dressed like a porcelain doll skipped and hopped over. Her cheeks were rosy, her eyes sparkling, full of childlike innocence and joy.
"Senior Brother Chen, I've awakened my Martial Soul! I have the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul!" the little girl announced excitedly, her voice brimming with pride.
"Hahaha!" Chen Chen burst into laughter, his eyes filled with doting affection.
He bent down, picked the little girl up, gently bounced her, and asked with a smile, "Little Yue is amazing! What level of Soul Power do you have?"
"Little Yue has level six Soul Power!" Little Yue blinked her big eyes and answered with a grin. Her little face was filled with the anticipation of praise.
"Hahaha," Chen Chen laughed even more heartily.
The little girl was from the Ning family, a generation younger than Chen Chen in terms of seniority. Yet she always liked to call him "Senior Brother," just like the other disciples.
Just then, a pretty woman hurried over, saying apologetically, "Xiao Yue, come back quickly, that's so rude! You should call him Uncle Chen."
Xiao Yue playfully kissed Chen Chen on the cheek, then hugged his neck tightly, pouting, "I won't! I want to call him Senior Brother Chen!"
Chen Chen smiled indulgently and gently placed her on the ground.
Watching the mother and daughter's figures gradually disappear into the distance, for some reason, Chen Chen suddenly felt a warm current welling up inside him. His previously restless heart became incredibly calm.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the familiar buildings around him, the laughter and chatter reaching his ears. These scenes, so commonplace, now shone like a ray of light into his heart.
In that instant, he seemed to have found the reason for his swordsmanship.
His sword was not merely a pursuit of power and victory.
It was a sword of protection.
He wanted to protect the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the land that nurtured him, and those he loved within it, so they could forever laugh and grow in this peaceful environment.
In an instant, as if sensing something, the soul power within Chen Chen's body awakened like a long-dormant beast, surging violently.
Chen Chen felt a surge of immense power coursing through his body. Without time to be surprised, he quickly sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and focused his mind, guiding this power.
The surrounding air seemed to vibrate with the surge of his soul power; a gentle breeze ruffled his hair, but could not disturb him in the slightest.
After a long while, the surging soul power gradually subsided.
Chen Chen slowly opened his eyes, a gleam of surprise in them.
His soul power had broken through!
Level 54!
Two levels higher!
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1.8times+Chapter 158 Lu Feng's Background Chapter 158 Lu Feng's Background
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Main Hall.
"Hahaha, my family's prodigy! He has the potential to be a titled prince!" Chen Xin patted Chen Chen's shoulder and laughed loudly.
"Hmph, so what if he broke through two levels of soul power? He's already got the potential to be a titled prince." Bone Douluo's words couldn't hide a hint of sourness.
"Chen Chen, why don't you change your surname and become my grandson?" Gu Rong shouted loudly.
Chen Xin frowned and immediately said, "Old bones, why don't you change your surname and just call yourself Chen Rong? That way, Chen Chen will be your grandson too."
Gu Rong's face darkened. "Sword Master, just you wait. In the next sect ranking competition, my grandson will definitely defeat Chen Chen."
Hearing this, Chen Xin snorted coldly. "Hmph, that brat Gu Yu? He's only just reached level 47, right? Chen Chen just broke through, and he leveled up twice!"
Seeing the undisguised sarcasm on Chen Xin's face, Gu Rong was so angry that he wanted to punch him in the face.
"It's just good luck. Besides, what does Chen Chen's breakthrough have to do with you? Lu Feng can enlighten him with a few words, while someone has been teaching him for a year or two and it's still useless. It's really laughable." Gu Rong said sarcastically.
"Huh? What's that smell? Who's been jealous?"
"Sword Master, draw your sword!"
Watching his two elders mocking each other beside him, Chen Chen felt immense pressure.
"Sect Master, Grandfather, Elder Gu, I suddenly remembered I have matters to attend to at home, so I'll take my leave first," Chen Chen said, cupping his hands in greeting.
Ning Fengzhi nodded and smiled faintly, "Go ahead."
Upon hearing this, Chen Chen breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left the hall.
Gu Rong and Chen Xin stopped arguing, and the group walked outside the hall, standing quietly, their gazes all fixed on the distance.
At this moment, Bone Douluo broke the silence first, saying, "Fengzhi, are we just going to let Lu Feng leave like this? It's truly a bit of a shame. Such talent should be used by my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
He narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of gloom flashing within them.
"If others find out about these weapons, wouldn't the sect be in danger? If they fall into the hands of enemies like the Spirit Hall, the consequences would be unimaginable."
Chen Xin sneered, mercilessly mocking, "You're always scheming like this, your mind is impure, that's why you're stuck at the bottleneck, unable to break through to level ninety-six."
"Sword Master, I have no time to argue with you right now." Gu Rong's face flashed with annoyance as he raised his voice to defend himself, "Isn't this all for the sect's sake? If something goes wrong, can you bear the responsibility?"
Chen Xin sneered again, with a hint of mockery, "Dugu Bo is also a rogue cultivator, why don't you try to win him over?"
"Oh, right, that kid is Dugu Bo's disciple. If you're so capable, you could recruit them both at once. That way you'd gain talent and keep the weapons safe, wouldn't that be perfect?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Rong seemed to have been hit where it hurt, and immediately flew into a rage, shouting, "I've tried before! But that old bastard Dugu Bo is a lecherous old man. If he joined the sect, wouldn't he turn this place into chaos?"
"Hmph." Chen Xin glanced at him sideways, her eyes full of disdain. Her expression seemed to say, "I knew you couldn't do it."
Seeing this, Gu Rong became even more furious, raising his neck and roaring, "Swordsman, I've put up with you for too long. Draw your sword!"
"Come on, who's afraid of who!"
Watching the two arguing again, Ning Fengzhi helplessly rubbed his forehead.
How could he not value Lu Feng?
Lu Feng displayed exceptional talent; both his strength and the unique weapons he wielded captivated Ning Fengzhi.
However, Lu Feng had previously revealed that his master was Dugu Bo. A disciple of a Title Douluo should naturally be treated with respect. Moreover,
according to Lu Feng, he possessed even more powerful weapons, though limited by his own spiritual power, he couldn't fully comprehend that inheritance.
Forcibly detaining him and angering him would be counterproductive.
Suddenly, Ning Fengzhi's thoughts raced.
He remembered Ning Rongrong mentioning that a girl at Shrek Academy was very close to Lu Feng, and that girl was also her best friend.
Perhaps they could start from this angle, having Ning Rongrong win over that girl, a roundabout approach.
Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly, quickly coming up with an idea, "Let Rongrong return to Shrek Academy tomorrow."
On the wide avenue, a gentle breeze stirred Lu Feng's clothes.
He took out a token from his soul tool, its weight substantial in his hand. The token's material was warm and smooth, warm to the touch, with a nine-story pagoda engraved on the front.
"The Nine Treasures Token. Holding this token is equivalent to being a guest elder," Lu Feng murmured to himself, a hint of teasing in his eyes.
He slightly pursed his lips, casually putting the token away, muttering, "Why didn't they just give me some gold soul coins? Was I too subtle?"
Lu Feng's thoughts drifted back to the scene of saying goodbye to Ning Fengzhi. At that time, he was adamant about not accepting the token. He even bluntly stated that gold soul coins would suffice.
Ning Fengzhi was deeply moved and praised him for his integrity and upright character.
Lu Feng was filled with helplessness. He had clearly explained himself, so why hadn't the other party understood?
Lu Feng sighed, his soul power probing his soul tool, and several tokens of different styles appeared in his hand.
One of them, engraved with a swan pattern, was the Crown Prince's Token.
After Qian Renxue acquired that pile of hidden weapons at the auction, she personally handed this token to Lu Feng, indicating that Lu Feng could visit her at the Crown Prince's residence at any time.
Another one, engraved with a snake pattern, was given to him by Dugu Yan.
A slight smile appeared on Lu Feng's lips. "I wonder if Yan Yan has returned to Tian Dou City? Will she like the big, thick treasure I prepared for her?"
There was another one engraved with a tiger's head. However, in Lu Feng's eyes, the pattern looked more like a cat's head.
This was given to him by Zhu Zhuqing, representing the friendship of the Star Luo royal family. Lu Feng played with it in his hand for a while, a hint of pride in his eyes.
"With these badges, I can roam freely across the continent," Lu Feng chuckled softly.
Suddenly, as if remembering something important, Lu Feng channeled his soul power into his soul tool again.
A moment later, he retrieved a badge.
On the badge, three crossed longswords gleamed in the sunlight, radiating a unique majesty.
This was a gift from Qian Renxue to him at the Spirit Hall in Notting City.
It should be noted that generally only Soul Masters of the Soul Venerable level or above are qualified to be awarded this badge. Lu Feng was only a Soul Master of the tenth level at the time, so it was considered an exception.
This badge represented the Spirit Hall's Glory Level Three Knight.
Well, actually, only one level higher than Su Yuntao.
The next day, at the entrance of Blue Tyrant Academy.
Now renamed Shrek Academy
, the five gleaming characters were particularly eye-catching in the sunlight.
Looking at the large characters, Lu Feng sighed inwardly, thinking, "Sure enough, choosing to latch onto a rich woman was the right decision. Dean Flander truly is a role model for us all!"
Lu Feng then walked straight into the school gate, and this time, the gatekeeper didn't stop him.
At that moment, a burly student at the gate saw Lu Feng's back. He was startled at first, then subconsciously scratched his head, as if trying to remember something.
Suddenly, his eyes widened, and a look of horror appeared on his face. "That kid has appeared again! Quick, go find Chief Tyron!"
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1.8times+Chapter 159 Cicada, Mantis, and Oriole Chapter 159 Cicada, Mantis, Oriole
In a training field.
"Whoosh~"
Sharp whooshing sounds echoed through the air.
Zhu Zhuqing stood in the center of the field, her resolute eyes fixed ahead. Sharp claws swung forward with powerful force, quickly rising and then swinging down again, repeating the mechanical motion mechanically.
A blush rose on her fair face, beads of sweat streamed down her cheeks, and her chest heaved more violently; her stamina seemed to have reached its limit.
"Whoosh!"
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes sharpened, and she swung her claws to attack behind her.
"Clang!"
A crisp sound of impact rang out.
Lu Feng withdrew his finger-tiger martial soul, looked at the sweat-drenched Zhu Zhuqing, and said with a faint smile, "Zhuqing, are you trying to murder your husband?"
"Hmph, where have you been these past few days?" Zhu Zhuqing snorted coldly and asked indifferently.
Lu Feng handed her a towel, chuckling, "Of course I'm going out to earn money. What's wrong? Missing me?"
"Hmph, I can't be bothered to miss you." Zhu Zhuqing snorted, taking the towel from Lu Feng and wiping the sweat from her face.
The two walked to a nearby seat and sat down to rest.
Lu Feng came up behind Zhu Zhuqing, placing his hands on her shoulders and releasing his warm, light-attribute energy.
"Zhuqing, let me give you a massage."
"Don't touch me, umm."
After more than ten minutes, Zhu Zhuqing felt much better. Her strength had recovered to about 70-80%, and the soreness in her arm muscles had completely disappeared.
"Lu Feng, your soul power is amazing, it's even more powerful than a support soul master." Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but say.
She had experienced similar soul skills in the Star Luo Empire.
But the effects of those royal teachers' soul skills were worlds apart from Lu Feng's.
"Hmph, don't you know who I am?"
Just as the two were enjoying their time together, an uninvited guest appeared.
"Bang!"
The training room door was violently pushed open, and Tyrone swaggered in with several burly henchmen.
"Lu Feng, come out with me for a bit," Tyrone said imperiously.
"What is it?" Lu Feng replied calmly.
At the same time, his eyes darted around. "In the original story, after Tyrone was beaten up by Tang San, he went home to find his father. Could the same plot happen to me?"
Lu Feng sneered, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. Let alone Tyrone's Soul King father, even if his Soul Douluo grandfather came, Lu Feng was confident he could escape unscathed.
For one thing, he could simply possess Luo Wupao; could Titan possibly fly away?
However, just as Lu Feng was about to get up, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly tugged at his sleeve. Lu Feng turned around and saw Zhu Zhuqing looking at him with concern.
"Don't worry, it's alright," Lu Feng gently patted the back of her hand.
Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly and said, "Tyrone got beaten up so badly last time, yet he's still so arrogant. He must have found outside help."
Lu Feng's heart stirred slightly, and he said, "Zhuqing, go find Flander and the other vice-principals. Tell them the troublemakers are here."
Lu Feng naturally didn't expect them to stand up for him; he just didn't want Zhu Zhuqing to worry.
"Okay." Zhu Zhuqing nodded and quickly ran off.
Lu Feng followed Tyrone and the others, heading towards the academy gate.
Outside the Shrek Academy gate, an old man stood quietly. The old man appeared to be about 1.9 meters tall, with a strong physique, white hair and beard, and short hair standing upright on his head like steel needles.
"Grandpa, that's Lu Feng. He's the one who beat me up like that." Tyrone ran to the old man's side and whispered.
He put one hand on his hip and pointed at Lu Feng with the other, saying, "Lu Feng, I admit you're strong. But to survive in Heaven Dou City, strength alone isn't enough."
Titan put his hands behind his back and coldly glanced at his grandson. "Shut up."
He only used two words to make Tyrone swallow back what he was about to say.
Lu Feng looked at Titan in front of him and frowned slightly. Under the Purple Demon Eye, the soul power fluctuations around Titan were three times stronger than Gu Lin's.
"He's a tough nut to crack." Lu Feng raised his soul power to its best state, ready to run away at any time.
He had no interest in fighting a Soul Douluo powerhouse head-on.
At the same time, a wisp of emerald green smoke slid from his fingertip and then instantly dissipated into the air.
This was the natal snake venom that Dugu Bo left for Lu Feng. This venom was not for fighting, but for sending signals.
Dugu Bo had a pet snake named the Nine-Section Jade Serpent. Its sense of smell was extremely keen, especially adept at detecting venom. After training, even in the Sunset Forest, the Nine-Section Jade Serpent could detect its venom.
"You were the one who injured my grandson the other day?" Titan asked calmly.
Lu Feng nodded. "Yes."
"Good." Titan's eyes shone brightly, and a powerful force suddenly erupted from his body.
"You injured Tyrone because you lacked the ability, but the Power Clan's rules state: if the younger generation is beaten, the elders must intervene. I won't bully you; breaking your legs will suffice." Titan said calmly. "
Heh." Lu Feng chuckled, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.
Sure enough, I'm not playing the protagonist's role.
Originally, Lu Feng was too lazy to pay attention to Titan and hadn't planned to seek Dugu Bo's help. In Lu Feng's view, no matter how powerful Titan was, could he possibly break into the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy?
However, the Power Clan was extremely protective of its own.
He managed to evade the issue this time, but the other party would definitely pester him relentlessly.
Moreover, Zhu Zhuqing was still at Shrek Academy.
The best way to deal with this kind of person was to thoroughly inflict pain and scare him into submission, making him never dare to bother him again.
On the top floor of the teaching building, two figures stood against the wind.
"Feng Zhi, should we make a move?" Bone Douluo asked in a deep voice.
He had dealt with Titan several times and was considered an old acquaintance. Don't be fooled by Titan's current aggressive demeanor; it was merely a tactic to win people over.
The Power Clan possessed a technique called "Dark Demon Ape Fist." While it didn't show any visible damage on the body, the hidden force penetrated the Soul Master's body, potentially severing meridians in severe cases.
However, the Power Clan also possessed a treasure called "Ink Jade Ointment." This item was remarkably effective in treating internal injuries to meridians and could even temper a Soul Master's physique.
Titan once had his people severely injure him, then used the Jade Ointment to temper his meridians, ultimately breaking through to level eighty. The strategy
is to first defeat someone, then offer generous terms to lure them into joining a sect.
If they agree, fine. But if not, the Power Clan will not be responsible for the damage to their meridians.
"Uncle Bone, wait a little longer. If we act now, Lu Feng will only remember our favor. Wait until Titan corners him before you act," Ning Fengzhi said calmly.
Gu Rong nodded and said, "Feng Zhi, sometimes you just overthink things. Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has money and strength; why would we worry about not being able to win over a Soul Sect?"
Ning Feng Zhi shook his head and chuckled, "Uncle Gu, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is ultimately just a support martial soul. That's why I'm used to carefully considering every step I take, like walking on thin ice."
"Titan's attempt to subdue Lu Feng is like a mantis catching a cicada, unaware that a bird is lurking behind them."
Gu Rong didn't speak further, his expression focused intently on the two preparing to fight.
(End of Chapter)
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"Whoosh!"
Titan casually waved his hand, and an incense stick was nailed to the ground, the tip of which simultaneously ignited.
"Kid, don't say I'm bullying you. As long as you can last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, this matter will end here."
"Hmph!" Lu Feng snorted coldly, saying, "Enough with the nonsense, let's fight."
"Good lad, you have guts, I actually admire you a bit."
Titan's eyes darted around, and he said seriously, "How about this, let's make a bet. I won't use my Martial Soul. If you can last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, I'll have Tailong kowtow to you and admit his mistake."
"Otherwise, I want you to join our Power Clan and become my disciple."
Hearing this, Bone Douluo couldn't help but curse inwardly, shameless.
How powerful is a Soul Douluo? With just their physical body and their own abundant soul power, they can defeat a Soul Saint who doesn't use their Martial Soul True Body.
The Martial Soul of the Power Clan is the Mighty Ape, a Martial Soul that is particularly adept at strength. They have a natural advantage in hand-to-hand combat.
Moreover, their family's inherited martial arts technique was a set of fist techniques.
"Heh, take you as my master? If I win, am I supposed to take you as my disciple too?" Lu Feng said jokingly.
At the same time, Lu Feng glanced at the roof of the teaching building without leaving a trace. In Luo Wupao's perception, Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo had been watching for a long time.
"Hmph, these big families are indeed old foxes." Lu Feng thought to himself.
"Hahaha, good lad, you really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth." Titan laughed loudly, and a powerful soul force suddenly erupted, making the air viscous in an instant.
Tailong, who was standing next to him, uncontrollably took four or five steps back. Including Lu Feng, all the students watching also took a step back.
The next moment, the air on the playground distorted, rippling out circles of water-like waves.
Lu Feng's expression suddenly changed, and he took another step back. At the same time, he immediately released his Finger Tiger Martial Soul.
A bright golden light surged from his body, causing his already imposing physique to expand even further. Within a breath, his entire body was enveloped in a powerful golden light, as if he were gilded.
Third Soul Skill: Righteous Iron Fist.
Facing the attack of a Soul Douluo, even without his Martial Soul, Lu Feng dared not be careless.
Titan's figure rapidly approached, his right hand clenched into a fist, striking towards Lu Feng's body.
"Hmm? He actually intends to take my attack head-on?" A hint of mockery flashed in Titan's eyes.
Although he didn't possess a Martial Soul, his physique, honed from years of blacksmithing, meant that even a casual strike was beyond the reach of a Soul Master. This kid is quite arrogant.
The thought flashed through his mind, but Titan didn't give up the attack.
Years of practicing fist techniques gave him absolute control over his strength. This punch wouldn't kill, but the hidden force would just be enough to injure Lu Feng's meridians
—the kind of injury that would heal in a few days.
The Jade Ointment was a treasure of the Power Clan; every bit saved counted.
Facing the overwhelming pressure of the punch, Lu Feng's eyes narrowed, a glint of light flashing within them.
His first spirit ring shone, and he swiftly threw a left punch into the air. The next moment, he took several quick steps, raised his right fist, and charged straight at Titan.
First Spirit Skill: Heavy Punch.
Bang!
The instant the two fists collided, Lu Feng felt an immense force strike him head-on, his body flying backward uncontrollably.
"Hmph!" Titan looked at Lu Feng in mid-air, a sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.
Competing in strength with a powerful gorilla was simply courting death.
"Sigh." Ning Fengzhi closed his eyes and sighed.
Lu Feng's strength and talent were among the best of his peers. But unavoidably, he possessed a certain youthful impetuosity.
Ning Fengzhi shook his head, "Sigh, still too young."
However, before he could finish speaking, a blinding white light suddenly burst forth on the playground.
"Ah, my eyes!" a student on the sidelines exclaimed.
"So white, so sparkly!"
"Don't run around, who stepped on my foot?"
Instantly, chaos erupted on the sidelines.
"Huh? This is... a self-created soul skill?" Gu Rong looked at the dazzling white light on the field and asked in confusion.
Although the dazzling light completely obscured their vision, it was nothing to a Title Douluo.
"Uncle Gu, what happened?" Ning Fengzhi raised his right hand to shield his eyes, as he couldn't see the scene at all.
In an instant, the white light returned to Lu Feng's body. Immediately afterward, an extremely dangerous killing intent burst forth from his body.
At this moment, everyone could finally see what was happening on the field.
However, they all stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape as if they could fit an apple in them.
After a long while, a student said tremblingly, "Holy crap! So cool!!!"
At this moment, Lu Feng stood in the field, a layer of crystalline soul power covering his body. This soul power was like flowing water, its light shimmering, mysterious and profound.
At the same time, the crystalline soul power gradually changed, from its initial transparency to like pure white snow, and then like refined silver, pure and cold.
Gradually, a substantial soul force resembling armor enveloped Lu Feng's entire body.
The armor's surface was covered in intricate patterns, like the stripes on a white tiger, crisscrossing and interwoven. The shoulder armor was broad and sturdy, while the arm and leg armor had smooth lines.
On the helmet, two sharp tiger ears stood erect, outlining the white tiger's head.
Two gems, emitting a faint, eerie light, were inlaid in the tiger's eyes, deep and sharp. At the tiger's mouth, wisps of soul force flowed faintly, like the white tiger's breath, carrying an invisible, intimidating power.
The most striking feature was the breastplate, with a huge crystal embedded in its center, containing a white tiger's mark.
Light emanated from the crystal, spreading outwards to form mysterious runes.
"Hiss! It's so cold!" The students on the sidelines shivered.
This coldness wasn't from a drop in temperature, but from a palpable sense of impending doom they felt.
According to the "Martial Soul Imprint Method," when a Soul Master and Martial Soul perfectly fuse, there are two forms:
The first is the Martial Soul True Body, where the Martial Soul is the dominant force!
In this state, the Soul Master can unleash the power of ancient heroic souls to the fullest extent, possessing formidable and ferocious combat strength.
This form is the initial form of Martial Soul possession; when the Soul Master is weak, they can only rely on the power of the Martial Soul to fight. The quality of the Martial Soul determines the Soul Master's combat strength.
The second is the Martial Soul True Body Armor, where the Soul Master is the dominant force and the Martial Soul serves as an auxiliary force!
The armor form is a more advanced state of Martial Soul possession. Some powerful Soul Masters can even fuse multiple armor elements, resulting in a qualitative leap in their own strength!
However, this stage requires extremely high Soul Master strength; otherwise, they cannot fully utilize the power of the Martial Soul.
Lu Feng is currently only in a simple armor form. Only by cultivating to level seventy can he fully utilize the power of the True Body Armor.
"Dai Mubai, your Martial Soul is truly powerful!" Lu Feng clenched his fists, and an invisible killing aura erupted from his body.
The *Xuantian Baolu* records: "The White Tiger of the West corresponds to the constellation Zi.
Since ancient times, the White Tiger star has been associated with slaughter. "
Lu Feng's 'unconventional' way of possessing a martial soul truly makes him appear like a killing star descended to earth, invincible.
"Boy, what kind of soul skill is that?" Titan stared blankly at Lu Feng, his face filled with disbelief.
In his perception, Lu Feng's soul power was no less than that of a typical Soul Emperor. He even sensed a dangerous aura.
This undisguised killing intent emanating from his body made Titan doubt that he was facing a seasoned general, not a student.
He hadn't even clearly seen what happened in that white light.
Previously, Titan had heard from his grandson about Lu Feng's genius and power. Titan had been somewhat skeptical, thinking it was exaggerated or even an excuse for his failures.
For this, Titan had even given his son and grandson a beating, showing them the warmth of an elder.
But now, he had to believe what Tyrone said. Overwhelmed with emotion, Titan had made up his mind to recruit this young man into his ranks, no matter the cost.
However, as a seasoned Soul Master who had weathered many storms, Titan quickly regained his composure.
A hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes as he said, "Boy, you've certainly impressed me. This time, I will give you the utmost respect!"
Hearing Titan's words, Lu Feng quietly sensed the information transmitted by Luo Wupao. Its keen senses told him that Dugu Bo had already arrived at the city gate.
Lu Feng chuckled lightly and said mockingly, "Hmph, I don't take disciples, but I do take mounts."
(End of Chapter)
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