Chapter 625: Chapter 624: Don’t Be Too Arrogant
"You... don’t be too arrogant! Aren’t you afraid I’ll tell my family?" the boy said fiercely.
"Tell your family?" Chen Feng sneered, "Go ahead and tell them. Talking nonsense in front of me is useless."
"You..." The boy was furious, not expecting Chen Feng to belittle him so.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you, my name is Chen Feng, ’Chen’ of Chen Tianjiao, ’Feng’ of sharpness! You’d better pray your family is rich, otherwise I guarantee your relatives will suffer, and it’s not just some school trouble. You won’t even be able to stay in Jianghai City!" Chen Feng threatened.
"Chen Feng!" The boy’s pupils shrank in terror as he looked at Chen Feng, having never imagined that this unremarkable guy could be so formidable. Who on earth was he?
"Now you should believe what I say, right?" Chen Feng looked at the boy with disdain.
The boy kept swallowing his saliva, realizing he had provoked a killing god. This Chen Feng was terrifying!
"Chen Feng, Chen Tianjiao, are you brothers?" the boy asked, trembling.
"What? Scared now?" Chen Feng scoffed.
Taking a deep breath, the boy tried to calm himself down; he couldn’t just acquiesce out of fear.
"What are the Chen Family members to me? And you think you’re fit to be friends with Chen Tianjiao? Let me tell you, it’s best you disappear from my sight right now!" the boy said.
"Oh?" Chen Feng looked at the boy with interest, "What do you mean by that? Are you threatening me?"
"Hmph, that’s exactly what I mean. What are you going to do about it?" the boy sneered, though his heart was already in turmoil, knowing that Chen Feng was no pushover.
"Ha ha!" Chen Feng laughed, "Since you’re being unreasonable, don’t blame me for being ruthless."
Having said that, Chen Feng charged forward, raining punches and kicks on the boy while shouting, "Take this, you scum!"
The boy was beaten to the point of crying for his daddy and begging for mercy.
"Enough!" Su Mengyao said, frowning.
"Hmm?" Chen Feng glanced at Su Mengyao and then sneered at the boy, saying, "I’d advise you to grovel before me sooner rather than later, or I’ll make you spit teeth all over the ground!"
The boy had been beaten half to death and was completely exhausted. Lying on the ground and gasping for air, he felt an intense humiliation upon hearing Chen Feng’s words.
He gritted his teeth, a look of determination flashing in his eyes.
"Just you wait!" the boy said angrily.
Chen Feng shrugged, "Fine, but don’t regret it later!"
The boy gritted his teeth, picked himself up, and stumbled towards the classroom door.
"Hey, wait a minute!" Just as the boy was about to reach the classroom door and leave, Chen Feng called out.
The boy stopped in his tracks, turned to look at Chen Feng with a vicious gaze, and said, "What else do you want?"
"To send you on your way, of course!" Chen Feng said with a slight smile, stepping closer to the boy, who became instantly panic-stricken.
"Don’t come any closer!" the boy shouted, "If you touch me, my father will never let you off!"
Chen Feng gave a cold smile, "Oh? Is that so? Well, go ahead and try!"
"My... my dad is Yang Jianjun!" the boy blurted out with forced bravado.
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng’s expression darkened. He hadn’t expected Yang Jianjun’s son to wind up in Jianghai High School. It was troublesome for Chen Feng, whose mission was to drive Yang Jianjun’s son out of Jianghai High School—this boy was the perfect stumbling block.
"I don’t care whose son you are. Anyone in my way gets no mercy!" Chen Feng stated coldly, "You can seek revenge from Yang Jianjun, but it will come at a painful cost!"
With that, Chen Feng grabbed the boy’s collar and dragged him onto the stage.
With a thunderous "bang," Chen Feng slapped the boy’s face, sending him flying off the stage.
"Thud!"
The boy crashed hard onto the lectern, his head splitting open with blood spurting out, dying instantly.
The entire class was stunned, taking a sharp breath at the sight.
"Damn, that’s brutal!"
"Chen Feng really is fierce! He even dares to beat up Yang Jianjun’s son!"
"Damn it, he just hit me and even said he wanted to cripple me, and now I’ve hit his son, it’s just too satisfying, even better than killing me!"
...
A crowd of students were bustling with discussions, their expressions quite animated, some even showing a schadenfreude grin, after all, such matters were a joy to behold for them.
Chen Feng looked at Yang Jianjun’s son and heaved a sigh inwardly, thinking that the guy really had a death wish, daring to target his brother, as if itching for trouble.
"You... you dare hit me?" Yang Jianjun’s son regained his senses, looking at Chen Feng with horror. He never imagined that Chen Feng would slap him away in front of all the classmates, so mercilessly!
"Hmph, dare I not?" Chen Feng sneered, "But I advise you had better scram, don’t provoke me again!"
"You just wait!" The boy glared at Chen Feng hatefully before turning and leaving.
"Hmph!" Chen Feng curled his lip in disdain. Such a person was not even worth his effort.
"Chen Feng, you... you jerk, remember this! Don’t think I am afraid of you just because you’re good at fighting, just you wait!" The boy spat out these harsh words venomously, then left the school.
"Alright, that’s enough for today," Chen Feng said, clapping his hands, "I’m off to cultivate."
With that, Chen Feng walked towards the training ground, planning to enter the space to cultivate for a while to improve his strength so that he could better protect himself.
Inside the space, Chen Feng discovered that the Spiritual Energy had become even richer than before. Although it couldn’t compare with the outside world, it was a paradise for cultivators.
Chen Feng began his secluded cultivation in the space.
And once Chen Feng entered seclusion, a year passed. During that time, he did not step foot in the training area once, spending every day meditating and cultivating in the space.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Weng..."
Chen Feng was seated cross-legged on the ground, thunderous sounds emanated from within his body, and he was radiating bursts of golden light, as dazzling as the sun.
The void around Chen Feng’s body twisted and collapsed continuously, with energies in the air uncontrollably rushing towards him, converging into golden streams that danced around his body.
This was a sign that Chen Feng’s physical body had reached its limits.
"Crack crack..."
Suddenly, Chen Feng flexed his arms, and a crisp explosion sounded from his body. His skin instantly became crystal clear, radiating dazzling light, as if it was sculpted from jade, shining with an enchanting luster.
"Crack..."
At some point, his bones made a crisp sound as Chen Feng’s right arm shot upwards, and his left hand clenched, condensing a golden ball of light between his fingers.
Chen Feng’s mouth curved into a smile, then the golden ball of light shot out at lightning speed, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.
"Boom!"
"Crash!"
With a loud noise, the spot where Chen Feng had been standing collapsed instantly, leaving a bottomless pit.
"Not bad!" Chen Feng nodded in satisfaction. His physical body had reached a new realm, and he felt that his strength seemed even more formidable now.
"Phew!" Chen Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air. Just then, he suddenly opened his eyes, and two beams of golden light flickered within them, tangible, enough to make any ordinary person faint.
"Now my physical body has reached the Golden Core Stage, and the Nascent Soul Stage isn’t too far away," Chen Feng mumbled to himself.
"Ding dong!"
Right at that moment, the system issued a new task: Collect Spiritual Medicine.
"Collect Spiritual Medicine?"
Chen Feng’s brow furrowed ever so slightly, puzzled, "Didn’t the system say that Spiritual Medicine only exists in the Immortal Realm? Could it be the Immortal Realm has already been sealed off?"
Chen Feng recalled carefully, realizing that he had indeed never heard of such a thing existing in the Immortal Realm.
Chen Feng shook his head, casting these thoughts to the back of his mind.
"Forget it, might as well go look for it," Chen Feng muttered to himself.
