Chapter 6

In front of the Feng Family Martial Skill Pavilion's gate, Feng Luo stood arrogantly in front of Long Yu, with disdain in his eyes. "Kowtow three times, slap yourself in the face, and then crawl past you?" Long Yu quietly asked. In the Feng Family, even if it was just a servant with another surname, entering the Martial Skill Pavilion was not a problem, but right now, as the foster son of the Patriarch, he, Long Yu, actually had to kowtow to others if he wanted to enter the Martial Skill Pavilion. It was simply laughable. Behind all of this, it was clear that Feng Changge's influence in the Feng Family was no longer as strong as before, and even the position of Patriarch was about to be replaced. "That's right, this young master is indeed magnanimous. If not, then a trash like you should get out of my Feng Clan." Feng Luo squinted his eyes, looking down upon his, with a dense amount of disdain in his eyes. "Is that so?" Long Yu sneered, he was not in a hurry to take action, and instead, cast his gaze to the side. There was someone guarding the entrance of the Feng Family's Martial Skill Pavilion, and the guard today was an elder from a branch clan of the Feng Family called Feng Tianxiang. Long Yu's gaze turned to Feng Tianxiang, only to see that the other clan elders were aged and had white beards, but their cultivation level was not to be looked down upon, and was definitely not someone that Feng Luo could compare to. As if he had realized Long Yu was looking at him, Feng Tianxiang opened his eyes slightly, waved his hand, and said lazily: "Do as Young Master Feng Luo has said, if you don't kowtow three times, slap yourself ten times, and crawl past Young Master Feng Luo's feet, then you won't enter Martial Skill Pavilion." When these words came out, many of the surrounding A child of the Feng Clan s revealed expressions of ridicule. "This Long Yu is really trash, he doesn't know that Elder Tian Xiang is also a member of our Feng Family, but he actually asked him for help!" "Ridiculous, this kind of trash, according to what I've said, should get out of the Feng Clan, living is just a waste of the Feng Clan's food." "I heard that this trash was chased out of his family by one of the most influential families in the Imperial City. That's why he shamelessly came to live in our Feng Clan. He is truly shameless to the extreme." Long Yu heard the ridicules from the surrounding A child of the Feng Clan, and continued to smile, but there was coldness in his smile. It seemed that the Feng Clan didn't allow him to do this! In the entire Feng Family, only Feng Changge owed Long Yu a debt of gratitude. Normally, he wouldn't be able to feel anything when he went into seclusion. But now, if one wanted to enter the Martial Skill Pavilion, they would encounter many obstacles. "The Feng Clan does not allow me, so I will let them have their way!" Long Yu's personality was tough and tenacious, so naturally he wouldn't get hurt like this. Right now, he had already stepped into the martial way, staying at the Feng Family would give Feng Changge more trouble, so it would be better to go out and train, and wait for his cultivation to increase before coming back to help Feng Changge. However, before he left, he couldn't let go of the Feng Luo in front of him. "Feng Luo!" Long Yu took a step forward, his eyes revealed indifference, and looked at Feng Luo: "You kept saying that I am trash, but if one day, I, this trash, were to step on you, then what do you think you are?" BOOM! These words were like a thunderbolt, shocking everyone present. This trash, how dare he say such words? A mere trash that could not cultivate actually dared to say that he was stepping on Feng Luo, the martial cultivator of Third Stage of the Martial Way! A casual punch from his Third Stage of the Martial Way would have the strength of 4000 jin, probably enough to smash Long Yu into minced meat! Inside Martial Skill Pavilion, everyone stared at Long Yu, thinking that this trash was crazy, to actually dare provoke Young Master Feng Luo like this. Young Master Feng Luo was a direct descendant of the Feng Family, and was also the younger brother of Feng Yun of the expert. Could it be that he was already humiliated to the point that his brain was broken? "What did you say?" Feng Luo's triumphant expression instantly turned cold. He, was indeed nothing in the Feng Family. Feng Yao, who was the same age as him, already had Seventh Stage of the Martial Dao and became an inner disciple of the Frozen Gate. As for him, he was still unable to break through the bottleneck and step into the Fourth Stage of the Martial Dao, so he did not even have the qualifications to join the sect. This made him brooding in his heart, but now this trash, Long Yu, actually said that he wanted to stomp him under his feet, this was simply preposterous! "Trash, you are courting death. I will cripple one of your legs and let you know how serious the consequences of speaking carelessly are!" Feng Luo said in an extremely gloomy voice as he took a step forward. If it was the Long Yu from three days ago, he might not necessarily be his match. However, three days ago, when Long Yu stepped into the Second Stage of Martial Dao after absorbing the Ling Xun Dan, his original strength had also reached two thousand kilograms. A thousand kilograms of strength, coupled with the killing experience Long Yu had accumulated in his previous life, wouldn't be a difficult task to deal with. Feng Luo was unable to even break through the bottleneck of the Fourth Stage of the Martial Dao, so of course, he wouldn't be able to comprehend any profound martial skills. "Die!" Feng Luo had a sinister look on his face as he concentrated four thousand kilograms of strength in his right fist. He released a wave after wave of Netherworld Udumbara Fist, and like an Asura, he swung it towards Long Yu's chest. "It's the Asura Hand, a martial skill from the Martial Skill Pavilion. Feng Luo has already comprehended it to the small success stage!" "Long Yu, that trash, won't be able to escape this calamity. "He is a trash who cannot cultivate anyway. In the future, he will have to lose a leg and become a cripple!" "Asura hand, after mastering it, it can release an Asura aura, shocking the hearts of the people, but it's a pity that Feng Luo's comprehension ability is still too poor, after so many years, he was only able to comprehend Small Success." "So what if he's at the Small Success Realm? Against a trash like Long Yu, he doesn't even need to use any martial skills. The surrounding A child of the Feng Clan discussed as they pointed at the stage. No one believed that Long Yu could escape from such an attack. In fact, Long Yu did not want to escape either. With a thought, the Azure Dragon Mark was activated, and a mysterious energy filled his limbs and bones. 3000 jin of strength! Not just in terms of strength, in terms of combat techniques, Long Yu was much stronger than Feng Luo. Facing Feng Luo's punch, Long Yu's figure quickly moved, and with a turn of his body, he passed by the edge of the fist, and then swept a leg in front of him. "AHH!" Three thousand kilograms of strength solidly swept onto Feng Luo's knee, causing Feng Luo to be unable to resist a miserable scream as his entire body fell onto the ground with a loud thump. Pow! Long Yu stepped on Feng Luo's back, his face still carrying a light smile: "So this kid was actually so weak, I thought he was very strong." The entire Martial Skill Pavilion was quiet. In just one move, Long Yu had trampled Feng Luo beneath his feet! Everyone was flabbergasted, they could not believe the scene in front of their eyes. That trash Long Yu who could not cultivate just now was actually able to defeat Young Master Feng Luo with a single kick? "This, this, how is this possible?" "Isn't he a piece of trash? But how could that kick have a strength of two to three thousand jin! " "Impossible, I must be seeing things." Many people even rubbed their eyes, but when they opened their eyes again, they still saw the same scene and couldn't help but become speechless. That trash, Long Yu, had actually kicked Feng Luo down, and then stepped on his back. A few moments ago, Long Yu had said those words to Feng Luo, "If there comes a day when a trash like me steps on you, then what would you count as?" What is it? Of course it was more trash than trash! Feng Luo fell to the ground and was stepped on by Long Yu on his back, feeling as if the entire sky was about to collapse. He was actually defeated by a trash, and in just one move! "How is this possible? You're clearly just a piece of trash …" Feng Luo clenched his teeth, his eyes bloodshot. "That's right. I am trash, but you are even more trash than me." Long Yu said indifferently: "Didn't you say you wanted to cripple my leg? In that case, I will return the respect! " "Stop!" A stern voice came out from the side, the elder who had been sitting by the side, Feng Tianxiang, had finally moved! The old man with white beard and hair moved as fast as the wind, his eyes flashed with a severe light: "It is forbidden to use force in the Martial Skill Pavilion, whoever uses it dies!" Long Yu remained calm and sneered: "Are you blind?" Now that Feng Luo's leg was about to be crippled, Feng Tianxiang actually came out, and even used the excuse that the Martial Skill Pavilion did not allow martial arts, it was simply laughable! Although Feng Tianxiang was extremely fast, he was still a distance away from Long Yu. No matter how fast he was, it could not compare to Long Yu's speed! Long Yu lifted his leg, and then heavily stomped down. Ka-cha! * A clear sound of broken bones came out from Feng Luo's feet, causing the expressions of everyone around to change. "You trash, you actually dare to attack!" Seeing that, Feng Tianxiang was furious, his eyes flashed with a sinister light, his body moved even faster than the wind! Today, he was the one who watched over Martial Skill Pavilion, but Feng Luo had one of his legs crippled. After all, Feng Luo was the younger brother of the future Patriarch of the Feng Family! "Trash, since you are courting death, you can't blame me for that." "So what if you've entered the martial way? I'll cripple you right now and let you know that trash will forever be a trash!" Feng Tianxiang was incomparable rage, condensing Asura Qi in his hands. He had actually comprehended a martial skill, Asura Hand. If this move struck Long Yu, even if Long Yu did not die, he would still be crippled! "Enough?" Just as Feng Tianxiang was about to approach Long Yu, a muffled voice came from outside the door. In merely an instant, a tall and straight figure had arrived in front of Long Yu. At this time, the Feng Family's Patriarch, Feng Changge, finally arrived.