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Lordbluefire
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Lordbluefire
What? He won so quickly? He only took 10 seconds!
Such a short time. Doesn’t it mean that his opponent went down the dueling platform almost immediately after he went up?
What a bizarre ability, how did this Feng Lin accomplish that exactly?
If I’m not mistaken, he must have used mental hypnosis!
…
Feng Lin’s tyrannical performance caused an exclamation of shock.
Furthermore, those who had the ambition to become the champion all treated Feng Lin as a formidable opponent now.
This mental hypnosis…once they were under it, they would have no way to resist at all. It was simply too sinister.
Eh? Why am I down here?
That little brat had a stupefied look on his face. He didn’t know what had just happened and instantly broke into tears.
He was ‘insta-killed’ by a single glance. Wasn’t this loss a little too shameful?
Feng Lin already walked far away while shaking his head, waiting for the next round of battle to commence.
Through this competition, he could also see the strength of the Feng Clan. Even a little brat had vitality stats above 3.0, what does Zhao Kai—the genius of his class—count for? Zhao Kai was simply trash.
Before this, he had been suppressed by such trash like Zhao Kai.
Now when Feng Lin thought about it, he also felt a little speechless at how weak he had been.
Feng Lin, well done! Gaining victory so easily in your first battle.
Feng Lang walked over.
Feng Lang was, at the very least, considered to be half-a-friend to him in this entire clan. Hence, Feng Lin nodded to him in response.
Feng Lin, is the arrangement between us back then still effective? During these days, the Head Butler kept pressuring your family, wanting to punish them. I was the one who helped starve him off. Now that your wishes have been accomplished, isn’t it about time you fulfill our arrangements? Next, I hope that you would help me deal with…
Feng Lang, upon seeing Feng Lin’s great increase in strength, couldn’t help but being slightly impatient as he spoke.
No need to say anything more.
Feng Lin stretched out his hand in a stop sign, signaling Feng Lang to stop talking.
Are you reneging on your promise?
Feng Lang’s expression sank, turning extremely unsightly.
When did I do so?
Feng Lin cast a deep glance at him. He calmly continued,
No need for the name list. Since I’ve already joined the ranking competition, as long as those people meet me, I will instantly crush them. Hence, there’s no need for you to worry about this or tell me the list of names.
Feng Lang’s mouth was wide open, he didn’t expect to receive such an answer.
Wasn’t this Feng Lin a little too arrogant? His tone sounded as though he didn’t have anyone in the entire Feng Clan in his eyes at all.
Feng Lang wanted to say something more, but when he glanced at Feng Lin’s expression and the remnant waves of mental suppression aura on the dueling platform, he stopped talking.
Staring at Feng Lin’s face, it didn’t seem like Feng Lin was joking.
Feng Lang couldn’t help but scream in his heart.
Feng Lin is for real.
What level has Feng Lin’s strength reached exactly?
Feng Lin didn’t care about his shock. He continued on his way, walking toward his parents.
Feng Lin?
His parents spoke hesitantly, not daring to recognize him.
They didn’t dare to believe that this young man who displayed his divine might before the entire clan was their eldest son who had never shown the slightest bit of talent since he was young. Right now, they were still in a dumbstruck state.
Elder brother!
Only Feng Cheng and Feng Xin, his little brother and sister, greeted him in a simple-minded manner. Their faces were full of pride as they rushed toward Feng Lin’s embrace.
Feng Lin patted their heads. Upon seeing his parents not dare to come over to greet him, he couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.
In this lifetime, his parents were just ordinary folks. They didn’t have any great ambitions at all, or it was impossible for them to not do anything when they were relegated to the bottom-most layer of the clan. But other than sighing, he didn’t know what he should do.
Their greatest hope was that their children would work hard and awaken powerful mythological genes, gaining the recognition of the clan.
From the start until the end, they had never thought of rebelling against the cruel rules of the clan.
Naturally, not rebelling was one thing. But not even thinking about it was another.
Feng Lin’s growth was insane in this short period. This made them a little unable to accept it.
Father, mother!
Feng Lin took the initiative to greet them. His parents’ tense body finally relaxed as they revealed smiles on their faces, confirming that this was indeed their son.
Feng Lin was sighing in his heart. He could feel a formless barrier now between him and his family
Also, as he continued to cultivate, this sense of distance would grow larger and larger until a point where it was impossible for them to coexist together.
Cultivation was originally a pathway that allowed one to transcend mortality.
It was easy for one to transcend, but tough for the multitude of living things!
When Feng Lin’s vitality stats reached a higher level, his lifespan would be lengthened as well. He would become something completely different from ordinary humans, and the difference could be compared to a divine dragon flying through the nine heavens and a snake crawling on the ground. It would be even tougher to communicate with them, and he would definitely outlive them.
This was why cultivation was destined to be a lonely and cruel path. Only those with a temperament that was staunch enough and wouldn’t feel regret, would be able to walk on this path until the end.
The future might be predicted, but Feng Lin felt no regrets in his heart.
Because this was something he had chosen. Even if he had to die nine times, he would feel no regret.
Right now, numerous cold gazes stared at Feng Lin’s family’s moment of reunion. Strange looks appeared on their faces.
They didn’t know when was it that such a powerful character like Feng Lin had appeared in their clan.
Now, the vitality stats of humans were stronger than ancient times, and their thinking was clearer as well. No one was a fool.
They instantly managed to guess that there was a secret on Feng Lin’s body, a very huge secret!
As to how huge that secret was, no one knew!
The interstellar space was so vast, there were all sorts of wondrous treasures, and countless people would be able to receive good fortune if they were lucky enough.
For those who could become interstellar cultivators, which one of them didn’t have a few secrets?
Unless the secret was revealed, and it was valuable enough to tempt the hearts of people; usually, no one would want to make a move recklessly.
Next round, on dueling platform number 18, Feng Lin V.S. Feng Tao!
The robotic voice of the A.I. sounded out.
After such a long time had passed, Feng Lin was matched again with an opponent.
I’ll go over first.
Feng Lin nodded to his parents and moved in the direction of the dueling platform.
Be careful!
His parents stood behind him, their hearts were filled with worry.
Feng Lin smiled and nodded, telling them to set their hearts at ease. He truly didn’t feel the need to be cautious at all.
It wasn’t that he was arrogant. It was just that through the journey of his, he had experienced too many dangerous situations. The situations he had gone through were just too much.
All of these transformed into valuable experiences for him to draw upon, allowing him to reach a state of growth that ordinary humans would find it hard to imagine.
To him, these so-called ‘geniuses’ in his clan were nothing but beautiful flowers grown in the safety of a greenhouse by a gardener. They posed no threat to him at all.
What he needed now was to settle the chaos with a show of force and quickly handle the troubles in his clan, as well as to better his family’s situation. Next, he would do his best and take the college entrance exam.
Feng Lin was very clear that his future path lay in the boundless starry sky. Only there would be a future for him.
He felt very impatient and was not willing to wait any longer.
This second opponent knew how strong Feng Lin was and didn’t dare to provoke him with words. His face was filled with wariness.
Lightshadow Fist!
He punched out with both fists, unleashing a genetic martial art as his body glowed with light, wanting to dazzle Feng Lin’s vision.
His silhouette flashed, and from within the white light, a total of ten silhouettes that were exactly similar to the original body rushed out from all directions, unleashing ruthless attacks.
The duel just began and he decided to use his full strength, wanting to blast Feng Lin down from the dueling platform with his abrupt momentum.
Feng Lin stood at his original location, calmly watching this scene.
This was a good idea indeed, but it was still useless.
His mental energy swept out and he could instantly sense the illusionary energy that formed the other silhouettes. No matter how many clones his opponent had, there was only a single true body.
Feng Lin’s gaze turned deep, akin to a vortex of darkness that was able to devour all light. The mental ripples turned into something substantial and gushed forth, destroying the false bodies.
Get down!
said Feng Lin.
That opponent had a dumbfounded look on his face. He was already hypnotized by Feng Lin and walked down the dueling platform with no way to resist the order at all.
This was equivalent to admitting defeat.
Feng Lin, victory. Time taken: 15 seconds.
Insta-killed by a single glance. It happened again!
