Chapter 0015 The Beautiful Class President Comes to Find Me
Li Yunhao's face was cold, he didn't expect Luo Feng to be so arrogant. He sneered, "It seems that you won't shed tears until you see your coffin! I am aware of your extraordinary talents and unusual strength. But these small tricks, I, Li Yunhao, don't even care!"
Swish!
As the laughter lingered, Li Yunhao's figure flashed and then suddenly disappeared. Then, out of thin air, four identical Li Yunhaos appeared!
"Mystical Tracing Step!" Two students from the Golden Sun class who were lying on the ground, saw the four sudden appearances of Li Yunhao and their eyes showed excitement.
The Mystical Tracing Step is a middle-ranked yellow-level Martial Arts technique, when practiced to the Great Accomplishment, it can move swiftly, producing three illusions that are hard to distinguish between reality and illusion. Extremely eerie!
"Luo Feng, let's see if your fist is harder or my sword is sharper!" The four Li Yunhaos, holding their swords, mocked Luo Feng incessantly.
Buzz!
The longsword in his hand subtly trembled, shaking off a cold sword light, assaulting Luo Feng from four directions.
Swish!
The air was cut open by the sword light, entrapping Luo Feng in the middle with an unpredictable aura, determined to pierce a few bloody holes in him!
Luo Feng stood still with his eyes squinted, appearing as if he was frightened silly by the four Li Yunhaos approaching him.
Seeing this, the smile in Li Yunhao's eyes deepened, but at this moment, a crafty smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Luo Feng's mouth.
"The Mystical Tracing Step, indeed not bad! No wonder you were able to rank tenth in the Challenge King Competition last year! Today, I shall confront your Mystical Tracing Step!"
Luo Feng laughed heartily. As he stepped on the ground, four transparent Qi Dragons rose from under his feet!
Whoosh! Luo Feng stepped on a Qi Dragon, traversed several meters in a direct leap, and threw a punch at the nearest Li Yunhao.
Boom!
His fist effortlessly pierced through Li Yunhao's body, and the figure immediately disappeared. Luo Feng shook his head and said, "Seems like this one isn't your real body."
"Then how about this one..."
Boom...Boom...
After two consecutive sounds, only one Li Yunhao was left in the forest. He stood in a daze, looking at Luo Feng with a shocked expression, as if he had been frightened by something.
Luo Feng halted his steps, swept his eyes towards the only Li Yunhao, and said with a light smile, "It seems this one is real."
"Impossible! How can your speed possibly surpass mine! What kind of Qinggong did you use!" Li Yunhao regained his senses, held his longsword in his right hand, and looked at Luo Feng, tremulously, with a terrifying look.
Luo Feng looked indifferently at Li Yunhao, "Kneel and admit defeat, I will spare you today!"
Li Yunhao's face distorted, and his eyes suddenly erupted with madness, "Utterly arrogant! Do you think I, a waste from the Silver Moon class, would admit defeat! No way!"
Chillingly shouting, Li Yunhao again performed the Mystical Tracing Step, lifting his longsword, "Flowing Cloud Crosses the River!"
Swish!
The sword trembled at its tip, four long swords resembling flowing clouds over mountains, trackless and carrying an unpredictable force, assaulted Luo Feng!
This 'Flowing Cloud Swordsmanship', although it's basic martial arts, when used in combination with the Mystical Tracing Step, is highly complementary. The cold sword light was like flowing clouds, enveloping the ten-meter range around Luo Feng, demonstrating a not inconsiderable force!
Luo Feng frowned, his eyes cold, "Incorrigible!"
Whoosh!
A cold wind suddenly blew in the forest, Luo Feng's figure suddenly vanished from everyone's sight. Those innumerable sword lights ground the ground where Luo Feng just stood into dust, leaving sword marks all over!
"Where did he go!" Li Yunhao stopped, his hate-filled eyes scanning around, but he did not find Luo Feng's figure anywhere.
"Ah! He's in the... sky!"
The two students of the Golden Sun class suddenly widened their eyes, looking at the sky above Li Yunhao's head.
Li Yunhao's heart tightened, and he looked up at the sky. His entire being immediately froze, his eyes full of fear.
In the sky, twenty to thirty meters from the ground, Luo Feng, stepping on the Qi Dragon, rushed straight down, domineering like an enraged and mad tiger, bringing a brutal wind, pouncing on Li Yunhao on the ground with the aura of a dragon tiger!
Looking at Luo Feng, Li Yunhao's face was extremely ugly, "I didn't expect your Qinggong to reach such a realm, I had underestimated you! However, you forgot that you are but a flesh and blood body! Today, your defeat is certain!"
"Flowing Cloud Crosses the River!" Laughing savagely, Li Yunhao swung his longsword and leapt up. His high-quality steel longsword flickered with a shining sword light, heading straight towards Luo Feng.
This time, Li Yunhao spared no effort and exerted all his strength. The sharp sword aura made a white trace, seeming like a long rainbow piercing the sun, it stabbed towards Luo Feng!
Luo Feng clenched his right fist and sneered at the bottom of his heart, "My current state is close to the mid-term of the Rigid-Soft Realm, and my strength may be nearly fifteen thousand pounds! Today I will let you taste its might!"
Pop!
Luo Feng, still high in the sky, stepped on the Qi Dragon as if on flat ground. He launched himself forward, bow-stepped, and punched using the 'Angry Tiger Coming Out of the Cave' instantly. His fist tore through the air, heading straight for the sword tip!
Boom!
When fist and sword collided, the high-quality steel longsword in Li Yunhao's hand bent to the limit instantly!
Creak...
The high-quality steel longsword couldn't withstand Luo Feng's tremendous force, and it began to crack inch by inch.
"No!" Amid Li Yunhao's uproar of shock and anger, the high-quality steel longsword shattered into countless fragments with a crash.
Splat!
Li Yunhao spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the two men plunged like meteorites to the ground.
Boom! The two fell to the ground, shaking the mountains.
Luo Feng stood majestic, and Li Yunhao stood before Luo Feng with his arms over his head and kneeling on one knee, but he was still struggling.
"Kneel!" Luo Feng arched his eyebrows. He barked out an order and applied force with his hand.
Smack!
Li Yunhao let out a stifled sob, with no energy left to resist, and spat out a mouthful of blood. He knelt straight on the ground, his eyes filled with humiliation.
"Li Yunhao, I won't kill you today. However, if you dare to provoke me in the future, the consequences won't be as simple as kneeling." Luo Feng, admiring Li Yunhao's pride, withdrew his hand and coldly warned.
Li Yunhao clenched his teeth and stayed silent.
Luo Feng looked away, his gaze falling on two students of the Gold Sun class standing nearby.
Those two Gold Sun class students turned pale in fear as Luo Feng's gaze swept over them, and they almost wet themselves in fear.
Thud!
Without any hesitation, the two youngsters knelt down directly, and started to beg, "Luo Feng, we're sorry! We were blind. Please, have mercy and let us go!"
Jokingly, Li Yunhao, who was ranked among the top twenty in Gold Sun class, had been defeated by Luo Feng. The two of them, who were only mid-level in Gold Sun class, were ten times weaker. They were definitely no match for Luo Feng.
Luo Feng smirked at the two kneeling, crying students. He laughed sarcastically, "Gold Sun class...the elite students...hahaha…"
Suddenly losing interest, Luo Feng turned around with a laugh, walking down the mountain.
It was eerily quiet, with a slight breeze blowing in the mountains.
Long after Luo Feng had left, Li Yunhao slowly got up from the ground.
Wiping the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, Li Yunhao glanced at the two companions beside him. His eyes flashed with scorn and he gave an order in a deep voice, "Anyone who dares to spread what happened today... I, Li Yunhao, will personally cripple him!"
The two Gold Sun class students regained their composure. They nodded their heads, promising, "Senior Brother Li, we will never dare to disclose today's incident!"
As the elite students of the Gold Sun class, they had been humiliated into kneeling to a student from the Silver Moon class! If news of such a disgraceful incident spread, they would lose all their dignity.
…
Having descended from Purple Spirit Peak and on the way back to his home, Luo Feng looked at his right fist, frowning slightly.
There was a small wound on his right fist, about an inch and three points long.
Fighting bare-handed against a sword was impossible. However, Luo Feng, who had now reached the Rigid-Soft Realm of the Meridian Wheel, intensified his physical qualifications through a membrane-forming technique that allowed him to break Li Yunhao's attack with the force of ten thousand pounds.
However, as a flesh and blood body, Luo Feng was slightly injured.
"It seems I need to buy a weapon," Luo Feng decided to go home, change his clothes, and then go to Qingfeng Town to see if there were any suitable weapons.
Returning to his small courtyard...
Just as he was about to enter his house, Luo Feng noticed a set of small footprints on the ground beside him.
The prints were an inch into the ground, appearing rather delicate, likely made by a girl.
"I wonder who is playing pranks."
Luo Feng frowned slightly but didn't pay much attention. He walked into his courtyard, cleaned up, and changed into fresh clothes, preparing to leave for Qingfeng Town.
As soon as he opened the door and stepped out, a sweet and soft voice rang out from the side,
"Luo Feng, good morning."
Looking up in surprise, Luo Feng let out an exclamation, "Class Rep, what are you doing here?"
Standing aside was a beautiful young girl, Bing Ruolan, the class representative.
Her clean, neat blue hair fluttered gently in the morning breeze. Her tight uniform perfectly highlighted her forming chest. Especially those slender jade legs, they were so perfect, it was enough to make any girl jealous. Her sapphire-like pupils reflected the arc light, as mesmerizing as a deep blue lake. However, her face looked a little pale, reflecting some signs of tiredness.
Bing Ruolan looked at Luo Feng, her ears turning a bashful rosy color. She was a quiet person by nature and spent most of her time alone practicing. This was the first time she had sought out a male student.
"Ah, Luo Feng, your aura! Have you broken through to the Fourth Level of Meridian Wheel, the Rigid-Soft Realm?" Bing Ruolan's eyes landed on Luo Feng. She widened her eyes in surprise as if discovering a new world.
"Yeah, I broke through while practicing at Purple Spirit Peak for the past few days." Luo Feng scratched his head and smiled.
He just broke through while practicing...
Bing Ruolan looked at Luo Feng and was lost in thought, "No wonder he wasn't home these days. But, breaking from the mid-level Cultivation Power Realm to the Rigid-Soft Realm in just over a week, isn't his training speed way too fast?"
"So this is a genius.... If he could help me, I should be able to..."
Thinking of that, a firm resolve appeared in Bing Ruolan's eyes. She looked up and asked Luo Feng softly, "Luo Feng, could you help me practice the Tiger Roar Fist today?"
"Practice the Tiger Roar Fist?" Luo Feng was slightly startled, then shook his head, "I need to go to Qingfeng Town."
Going out again...
Bing Ruolan looked disappointed. She twined her hands in front of her.
Recently, she had been working hard to practice the Tiger Roar Fist, hoping to perfect the fourth level before the Challenge King Competition, so she could make it into the top ten and win the reward.
Unfortunately, progress was slow, and time was ticking away. Even now, her third level of the Tiger Roar Fist was incomplete, not to mention the fourth level.
Bing Ruolan had been at the academy for three years now.
She worked tirelessly over these three years to get into the inner courtyard, elevating her skills step by step to climb to the top spot in the Silver Moon Class. But, even so, she was not sure if she could get into the inner courtyard.
This year was Bing Ruolan's last chance to get into the inner courtyard. Failure would mean she'd have to drop out and return to her family, subject to whatever fate they had in store for her.
At this thought, Bing Ruolan's delicate body trembled slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes. They fell like broken strings of pearls, splattering on the ground.
She couldn't accept that result.