Chapter 332: A Slap, Flipping Over! (3rd Update)

Ling Feng’s arrival had clearly caught the attention of the "experts" like Lio Shengjie from the A-class Disciples.Lio Shengjie, with an arm around Yan’er and a wine glass in his hand, stared at Ling Feng and said coldly, "Kid, who are you?"

Ling Feng pursed his lips and chuckled, "I’m just that ’mad dog,’ ’beast,’ ’animal’ known as Ling Feng. You all discussed me so enthusiastically for quite a while, so I thought the man of the hour ought to show his face and give you a little meaning, right?"

"It... it’s you!"

Yan Chong’s gaze suddenly turned sharp, and he instinctively leaned closer to Lio Shengjie. He had witnessed Ling Feng’s ability to subdue Young Prince Moo Lin in a split second, which naturally proved Ling Feng’s exceptional fighting prowess.

"Tsk!" Ling Feng looked at Yan Chong with disdain. "What, your master doesn’t show his face and sends a henchman like you? That’s showing a lack of respect for me as your opponent, isn’t it?"

"And there’s Miss Yan’er," Ling Feng said, smiling slightly at Yan’er. "You said I almost defiled you, but how come you don’t seem to recognize me?"

"The... the light was too dim that day..."

Yan’er’s face immediately turned red with embarrassment. She was actually just a woman of pleasure, hired by Yan Chong on the spot to seduce Lio Shengjie. She never dreamed that she would actually encounter the real Ling Feng.

In fact, Lio Shengjie was not a complete fool. He avoided raising certain issues out of genuine enmity for Ling Feng, a member of the East Courtyard Sword Team.

Besides, playing dumb to get such a beauty seemed like a good deal to him.

But now, Ling Feng had punctured that delicate bubble.

This irked Lio Shengjie!

Very much!

"Boy, even if you indeed didn’t verbally offend our West Courtyard Sword Team or almost insult Miss Yan’er, sorry to say." Lio Shengjie started grinning, "I want to play with this woman, and I want to beat you up! So either way, you’re going to carry these crimes!"

With that, Lio Shengjie slapped Yan’er’s buttocks hard.

"Uh..." Yan’er moaned softly, her waist twisted seductively, her voice sultry and enchanting!

"Look at this sensual woman, her soft body. If it were you, you’d make the same choice as me," Lio Shengjie said with a wicked grin. "So, don’t blame me, you should just accept your bad luck."

"You think you’ve got me figured out?"

Ling Feng appeared completely unbothered, standing lazily on the spot, seemingly indifferent to Lio Shengjie’s mockery.

"Hahaha..."

Another A-class Disciple from the West Courtyard burst into laughter, "Kid, just because you’re a Yellow Character Disciple who has opened some twenty meridians, do you think you’re invincible?"

"Hahaha! Fool! You don’t even know about Senior Brother Lio. He’s a strong player in our West Courtyard Sword Team, hardly weaker than the vice captain!"

The surrounding A-class Disciples from the West Courtyard all burst into loud laughter, while other patrons who noticed the commotion also began watching with interest.

"Is this guy drunk, a Yellow Character Disciple daring to provoke an A-class Disciple?"

A plump middle-aged man touched his round belly, puzzled.

"The world is so vast, full of wonders. The affairs of Heavenly Position Academy are beyond us; let’s just enjoy the show."

"You speak the truth, my friend!"

...o acting hastily, I’ll give you a chance. Kneel down and clean everyone’s shoes here, including Miss Yan’er, with your mouth, and I’ll let you go. How about it?"

Lio Shengjie sneered. A Yellow Character Disciple being recruited by the East Courtyard Sword Team and even managing to defeat North Court Team 2 during a practice match proved Ling Feng was no ordinary man, but a true genius.

For a genius, crushing his spirit is much more effective than defeating him physically.

Moreover, even if Ling Feng really did as he said, Lio Shengjie would not hesitate to cripple him, as someone who has become an enemy, if not dealt with, remains a threat.

"Just when my shoes are dirty as well, why don’t the senior brothers here clean them for me, and then I might consider letting you go!" Ling Feng’s demeanor remained light and indifferent as he looked at Lio Shengjie.

"So you’re going to disregard this senior brother’s kindness," Lio Shengjie’s eyebrows twisted as he waved his right hand, sending a wave of Qi Force sweeping toward Ling Feng. He had opened fifty-two meridians, slightly stronger than Yang Zhan, the captain of North Court Team 2.

But such strength was insignificant in front of Ling Feng.

Ling Feng simply raised his hand casually, and the Qi Force instantly dissipated into nothingness.

"No wonder Goo Tengfeng took an interest in you; you’re indeed somewhat intriguing." Lio Shengjie’s face took on a more serious expression, even pushing the woman in his arms aside. His initial test had made it clear that the young man before him was not to be underestimated.

"Actually, I don’t like causing trouble," Ling Feng shook his head and sighed slightly. "But if others bring trouble to me, I don’t mind teaching them a lesson and setting their muscles and bones right!"

"Boy, I hope your strength matches your tough talk!"

Lio Shengjie snorted coldly and lunged forward, simultaneously unsheathing a golden Mid-grade Treasure, thrusting his sword directly.

Slap!

Ling Feng did not draw his own sword but instead swung his hand back in a slap, striking Lio Shengjie hard across the face and sending him flying. With a "bang," Lio Shengjie’s head smashed a hole in the wall, embedding half his body into it.

The entire restaurant’s patrons, waiters, cashiers, and Yan Chong included, were all shocked.

A single slap had flipped Lio Shengjie over!

That’s a formidable expert with fifty-two meridians opened!

Just how monstrous is this Ling Feng!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, after all that nonsense, just a slap settled it, who can’t bluster with words!" Ling Feng looked disdainfully at Lio Shengjie embedded in the wall, then turned his gaze towards his companions with a smile that was kindness itself, "Gentlemen, shall we continue?"