Lesson
The solemn voice fell, and Lin Feng took a step forward, exuding a cold sword intent. His palm descended on the first war drum, and in an instant, the drum turned into powder, disappearing without a trace, clean and neat.
With just one strike, the crowd's eyes trembled, such a sharp sword intent.
"Raising my eyes, I howl at the sky, my heart filled with passion."
The resounding voice vibrated the eardrums, creating a scene in the minds of the crowd: a hero holding a sword, standing in the middle of the battlefield, with hair standing on end, howling at the sky.
"Boom!"
The second war drum vanished without a trace.
"Thirty years of dust and soil, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon."
"Don't idle away your time, don't let your youth fade in vain!"
Lin Feng's voice remained steady, and as the war drums resonated, they constantly exploded. In just a blink of an eye, four drums in front of Lin Feng had burst.
The momentum continued to rise, Lin Feng's steps did not stop, his voice became more and more passionate, full of excitement.
"Shame on a broken blade, yet to be avenged."
"The hatred of a subject, when will it be extinguished."
"Riding iron horses, breaking through the Helan Mountain Pass!"
"Boom!" The fifth war drum exploded, disappearing into the space.
At this moment, the sword intent emanating from Lin Feng soared to the sky, merging with his lofty aspirations in his words, as if to shatter the Nine Heavens.
At the same time, an extremely surging momentum, an unstoppable sword intent, spread from Lin Feng, enveloping everyone in the space.
"Feasting on the flesh of barbarians, laughing and drinking the blood of Mo Yue."
Lin Feng's palm transformed into a sharp sword, carrying the surging momentum, easily shattering the sixth war drum. The hearts of the crowd trembled along with it, already in awe of the sixth drum.
"Starting anew, reclaiming the old mountains and rivers, towards... the heavens... gate!"
The incredibly arrogant and proud voice filled the sky. The bright white light from the young man's body was burning, and with a single palm strike, or rather, a sword descending, the dazzling white light flickered, and the seventh war drum, like shredded paper, disappeared with the wind, vanishing into nothingness.
At this moment, Lin Feng's movements finally stopped. His clothes and long hair fluttered in the air, unrestrained and wild. His shocking voice continued to echo in the space, unable to be extinguished, resonating in the minds of the crowd.
"Angry, hair stand up, leaning on the railing, the rain stops."
"Raising my eyes, I howl at the sky, my heart filled with passion."
"Thirty years of dust and soil, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon."
"Don't idle away your time, don't let your youth fade in vain!"
"Shame on a broken blade, yet to be avenged."
"The hatred of a subject, when will it be extinguished."
"Riding iron horses, breaking through the Helan Mountain Pass!"
"Feasting on the flesh of barbarians, laughing and drinking the blood of Mo Yue."
"Starting anew, reclaiming the old mountains and rivers, towards the heavens gate!"
What a heroic and passionate singing voice, this is what true lofty aspirations and heroic blood are all about.
Compared to this singing voice, the tune that Moon Tianchen just sang is truly not worth mentioning. As Lin Feng said, it's like carving insects, irrelevant and nonsensical.
The soldiers and generals all stood solemnly, standing firmly in place. In their hearts, there was a surge of hot blood burning.
"Well done, well done!"
Duan Wuyan stood up, with a sharpness in his eyes. Such a heart-stirring "song" was too rare, especially coming from a young man.
Compared to Lin Feng, Moon Tianchen's so-called talent is not worth mentioning. At this moment, it feels a bit like a jumping clown, trying to please Duan Xinye.
Lin Feng, that's what a man's spirit looks like, full of heroic blood.
Duan Xinye's beautiful eyes kept flickering, looking at Lin Feng with a different kind of brilliance. Lin Feng, actually sang such a heart-stirring song.
The people from the Snow Moon Holy Institute and the Tianyi Academy all fell silent, looking at the unrestrained young man. In their minds, scenes of Lin Feng singing and breaking through everything still lingered.
At this moment, only Moon Tianchen's face was extremely ugly. He lost, and he lost thoroughly.
In terms of both strength and talent, he lost miserably.
In terms of talent, it goes without saying. In terms of strength, although both he and Lin Feng rang the seven war drums, and both did it in one breath, Lin Feng's singing was longer and more high-spirited, more infectious and more shocking. The difficulty was naturally greater, and moreover, all the war drums Lin Feng struck didn't just burst, they turned into powder under his sharp sword intent, disappearing into thin air. Even the last seventh war drum was like this.
With this, the victory and defeat were clear at a glance. He, Moon Tianchen, who was high and mighty not long ago, is now defeated.
The words that humiliated Lin Feng were still fresh in his memory, but Lin Feng, with his actions, slapped him hard in the face.
What's more unbearable for Moon Tianchen is that at this moment, Duan Xinye's beautiful eyes are staring at Lin Feng, emitting a hint of admiration. Different from the polite smiles she gave to others, obviously, Duan Xinye is also a little impressed by Lin Feng. This is something that Moon Tianchen cannot allow. Duan Xinye must become his wife.
A beautiful woman with the bloodline of the Sealed Gate flowing in her body, he is determined to win her. In the Snow Moon Country, only he, Moon Tianchen, is worthy of Duan Xinye.
Although he lost this competition, it does not mean that his strength is inferior to Lin Feng's. If he goes all out, Moon Tianchen believes that his chances of winning are definitely much greater than Lin Feng's.
At this moment, Lin Feng's figure finally moved, slowly turning around to look at Moon Tianchen. In Lin Feng's eyes, there was a hint of sarcasm.
"The princess's status is noble, and those who are worthy of the princess, whether in martial arts talent or birth, need to be impeccable. Those who are lowly in status, have a little strength, and are ignorant of their own abilities, are still deluding themselves into coveting the princess's status and trying to climb the dragon and attach themselves to the phoenix, which is ridiculous."
Lin Feng repeated Moon Tianchen's words, coldly saying, "You said I have a lowly status, I admit that my background is not as illustrious as yours, but then you said I am an ant who doesn't know how high the sky is with a little strength. Then I must ask you, what about yourself? You rely on your family background, and you only see your family background. You think
that with a good family background, you have everything. You don't know how to advance, you think you're superior to everyone. Such people have limited vision and can't escape their limitations, at most, they can rely on inheriting their family background to gain false glory. Such people are destined to be surpassed by others, and their family will decline sooner or later."
The crowd trembled slightly when they heard Lin Feng's words. Those who were not of noble birth all had a bit of ambition in their hearts. Yes, as long as they have lofty aspirations, there will come a day when they can overlook those who used to look down on them.
As for the descendants of those big families, their hearts were shocked. Although they didn't like to hear what Lin Feng said, they had to admit that Lin Feng was very insightful and spoke very reasonably. If they didn't know how to advance, even the most illustrious family background would eventually fall into mediocrity.
Everyone looked at Lin Feng with a color of surprise in their eyes. Lin Feng, at such a young age, is so insightful and far-sighted.
"This child, even without considering his background, is worth befriending. His future is limitless."
Duan Wuyan's eyes flickered as he stared at Lin Feng. In terms of talent, talent, and intelligence, Lin Feng is outstanding in every aspect. Even his birth is so remarkable. He truly deserves to be the descendant of his sister Duan Xinye.
Duan Wuyan increasingly found that Lin Feng was really worthy of his sister Duan Xinye.
While many thoughts were arising in the minds of the crowd, Moon Tianchen's face became extremely ugly. Even if Lin Feng's words were reasonable, what he is doing now is teaching a lesson, using a proud tone, in front of everyone, to teach him, Moon Tianchen, the future heir of the Moon family!