# Chapter 174: Clash
The purple-robed man and his group stepped onto the viewing platform and walked straight toward the main seat in the center, acting as if it was their rightful place.
The Yu Family had this qualification. Even facing the vice dean of Heavenly One Academy, he showed no courtesy and intended to take the main seat. In his view, if a member of the Yu Family did not sit in the main seat, where would their dignity be?
But just as he was about to sit down, Vice Dean Long's voice rang out: "Third Master Yu, you cannot sit in that seat."
"I cannot sit?" The purple-robed man frowned, turning back to look at Vice Dean Long. "Long Ding, if I cannot sit, then who can?"
"I can only tell you that someone will sit in that seat. Whether you sit or not is your own decision." Long Ding showed no courtesy toward the purple-robed man either, waving his sleeve as he spoke. Then his body settled into the seat below the main position. This scene made the purple-robed man's eyes turn cold, a hint of hesitation appearing in them.
If Long Ding had sat in the main seat just now, he would have erupted in rage. But Long Ding did not; he only sat in the seat below the main one. This instead made him hesitate. Could it be that some important figure was still coming? Even Long Ding was willing to sit in a lower position.
"Could it be him?"
A figure emerged in the purple-robed man's mind. His gaze flickered, and then he let out a cold snort. He did not insist either, sitting down beside the main seat.
The crowd from Heavenly One Academy watched this scene quietly, thinking to themselves that it seemed Vice Dean Long's relationship with the Yu Family was not very friendly. Otherwise, Long Ding and the purple-robed man would not have been so confrontational with each other, as if there was enmity between them.
The crowd from Snow Moon Holy Academy and the Nie Family also sat down separately. Whether intentionally or not, the Snow Moon Holy Academy crowd deliberately sat beside Long Ding and the group from Heavenly One Academy.
"Dean Long, I heard that your Heavenly One Academy has ten great disciples who are very formidable. Since our Holy Academy has just been established, we would like to spar and compete with the disciples of Heavenly One. What do you think, Dean?"
Among the Snow Moon Holy Academy crowd, the leading figure spoke in a low voice, causing many from Heavenly One Academy to freeze in their expressions.
Snow Moon Holy Academy had been established by selecting many exceptionally talented experts from those several major sects. There were even two of the Eight Young Masters among them, extremely powerful. Although Heavenly One had deep foundations, no matter how deep their foundations were, how could they compare to the combined strength of several major sects?
Hao Yue Sect, Cloud Sea Sect, Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, Ice and Snow Mountain Villa—which of these forces was not a top power in Snow Moon Kingdom? When the outstanding disciples they had trained were gathered together in Snow Moon Holy Academy, the strength of Snow Moon Holy Academy needed no doubt. If they fought, Heavenly One would surely lose.
"My Heavenly One Academy has a weak foundation, advancing step by step. How can we compare to Snow Moon Holy Academy, which directly gathers the excellent disciples from various sects using powerful methods? This sparring is unnecessary. I, Heavenly One, admit our inferiority."
Long Ding's indifferent voice carried a hint of sarcasm. My Heavenly One Academy has a weak foundation, but we advance step by step relying on our own strength. As for you, Snow Moon, you use methods to poach people directly from other sects. There's nothing to compare.
Upon hearing this, the other party let out a cold snort and paid no more attention to Long Ding.
At this moment, the crowd's gazes all fell upon the battle platform. Black Demon still sat there silently, motionless. It seemed only one person had yet to arrive.
Lin Feng!
Time passed imperceptibly. The sunlight gradually grew a bit hotter, and it was already noon.
However, to the crowd's frustration, Lin Feng still had not arrived.
"Long Ding, the people from your Heavenly One Academy really have a lot of face, making so many of us wait here." The purple-robed man's expression showed a trace of impatience as he spoke coldly. When had he ever spent so much time waiting for a junior?
"Lin Feng's agreed battle with Black Demon was only set for today. There was never a specific time determined." Long Ding responded indifferently.
"Hmph, today? With so many of us here, I'm afraid the entire Heavenly One Academy knows about this matter by now. What does he mean by not coming?"
"How would I know? When Lin Feng comes, you can ask him yourself." Long Ding's tone remained unfriendly.
Not only them, but even the crowd from Heavenly One Academy was growing somewhat impatient. Low murmurs could be heard continuously.
"This Lin Feng, he's really arrogant. He still hasn't shown up."
"Heh, maybe he knows he can't win and isn't prepared to fight," someone said with a faint smile.
"Impossible, right? Even if he doesn't respond to the challenge, Black Demon won't let him off. He has to fight whether he wants to or not. Why hide? He might as well fight honorably."
"Maybe he's already run away. Who knows?"
The crowd's guesses continued, but no matter what they speculated, whether Lin Feng appeared or not was not up to them. All they could do was either leave or wait.
As for Black Demon, he still sat there very calmly, as if nothing could disturb his state of mind.
Dusk was approaching. The sunlight had already slanted westward. The glow of the setting sun spread across the sky. On the battle platform, there was still only one person.
How excessive. They had made them wait an entire day.
The crowd grew increasingly impatient. They were even more convinced that it seemed Lin Feng was too cowardly to come.
"Long Ding, aren't you going to do something about this?" The purple-robed man's voice turned slightly cold. Lin Feng had made him wait an entire day.
"Hasn't today not passed yet?" Long Ding glanced at the sky and said calmly.
Beside them, the gazes of the Snow Moon Holy Academy people also showed some impatience. He was just a disciple of Heavenly One Academy. What was there to be arrogant about? He still hadn't shown up after so long.
"Lin Qian, do you think this Lin Feng could really be your cousin?"
At this moment, among the Heavenly One Academy crowd, a handsome man asked Lin Qian.
"It shouldn't be, right?" Lin Qian's brow was furrowed. That day in the prison fighting arena, when Lin Feng appeared wearing a silver mask, it had already made her suspicious. Later, she heard that the man wearing the silver mask was called Lin Feng, which made her heart tremble violently. That was why she had deliberately followed to Heavenly One Academy today.
"It doesn't matter even if it is. He's just a kid at the Spirit Martial Realm, Fifth Layer. If I want him to live, he lives. If I want him to die, he dies."
The handsome man said coldly, extremely domineering.
Lin Qian smiled softly and said gently to the handsome man, "Thank you, Brother Chu."
So this handsome man was Chu Zhanpeng, the Dapeng Gongzi, ranked sixth among the Eight Young Masters, a genius from Hao Yue Sect who had now joined Snow Moon Holy Academy.
Just then, sudden commotion arose from the crowd. At the edge of the martial arts arena, many people scattered, making way for a path. On that path, a figure walked slowly.
"It's Lin Feng! Lin Feng is here!"
Many people exclaimed in surprise. They had thought Lin Feng wouldn't dare to come today, but unexpectedly, Lin Feng had arrived at dusk.
At this moment, Lin Feng wore a white long robe and carried an ancient sword on his back. His whole body was clean and tidy. His gaze was calm and indifferent. His entire being carried a kind of tranquil calmness as he walked across the martial arts arena. Every step he took was so steady. If you observed carefully, you would notice that the distance of each step Lin Feng took was exactly the same.
On the five-meter-high viewing platform, everyone could clearly see Lin Feng's figure.
Seeing that handsome and clean face, a very familiar face, Lin Qian felt her whole body tremble violently. She stood up from her stone seat, her body trembling slightly.
Lin Feng. It was indeed Lin Feng. It was really him.
Lin Feng, the former waste, now had the qualifications to step onto the battle platform, receiving the attention of ten thousand people. Snow Moon Holy Academy, the Nie Family, and even the Yu Family had personally come for him.
And she, Lin Qian, who had once been so dazzling and domineering in the Lin Family, with everyone bowing to her wishes, who had driven Lin Feng and his father out of the family, was now unknown. Although she had entered Snow Moon Holy Academy, so what? Lin Feng could already easily kill experts at the Spirit Martial Realm, Sixth Layer. She had only just stepped into the Spirit Martial Realm, Third Layer, and was even complacent about it.
A few struggling expressions flashed through Lin Qian's beautiful eyes—shame, jealousy—until her gaze turned icy cold. Lin Feng must be killed. He absolutely could not be allowed to return to Yangzhou City.
Otherwise, in the future, the Lin Family of Yangzhou City would no longer be a place of glory for her, Lin Qian, but would belong to Lin Feng.
Black Demon seemed to sense something. His eyes opened, and a cold gleam burst forth. His gaze pierced through everything, landing directly on Lin Feng.
Lin Feng also looked at Black Demon. His steps were firm. A cold, oppressive force descended upon him. Even from such a distance, Black Demon had already made him feel pressure.
An aura bloomed from Lin Feng's body, fierce and powerful. Following his steps forward, that fierce aura also followed Lin Feng forward, pressing directly toward Black Demon. Though the man had not yet arrived, the two had already clashed.