Chapter 182: The Will to Battle
"If there is an opportunity in the future, I will definitely visit the Snow Moon Holy Academy in person."
Lin Feng's voice was calm, but it made the crowd's hearts tremble slightly. To set foot in the Snow Moon Holy Academy, how strong would one have to be? First, he would have to surpass the Falling Snow Young Master and the Dapeng Gongzi among the Eight Young Masters, right? Otherwise, even if Lin Feng really did go, it would only be to bring humiliation upon himself.
No one doubted Lin Feng's resolve. Although none of them had ever interacted with Lin Feng before, this battle alone was enough for them to understand him: a character of unyielding perseverance, arrogance, and unrestrained freedom. He had no pride, but he possessed a backbone of pride. When facing mortal danger, he still did not hesitate to fight. Naturally, the words he spoke were not empty boasts.
Lin Feng possessed a heart that sought to become a strong one, extremely resolute. Even Dapeng Gongzi, in his eyes, would eventually be surpassed by him.
The people of the Snow Moon Holy Academy stared at Lin Feng one by one, their expressions ugly. This man was no longer just mocking Snow Moon in front of a few disciples; he was declaring before everyone that Snow Moon had no one worthy, treating the Snow Moon Holy Academy as if it were nothing.
Arrogant. Utterly arrogant.
The leader of the Snow Moon Holy Academy group's gaze flickered, and a cold aura emanated from him. With a cracking sound, the stone chair beneath him instantly developed cracks, and his body rose to its feet.
"The Snow Moon Holy Academy will welcome your visit at any time."
Leaving behind a cold remark, this man drifted down from the viewing platform and then strode away, quite gracefully.
The other members of the Snow Moon Holy Academy also cast cold, sweeping glances at Lin Feng before following that man, slowly walking toward the edge of the Snow Moon Holy Academy's martial arts arena.
As their footsteps gradually faded away, a faint sound was heard. Beside Long Ding, the stone chair where that man had been sitting suddenly had its cracks widen, and then the stone chair shattered. The powder inside slowly flowed toward the ground. The interior of the stone chair had long been crushed to dust by the opponent's Yuan Qi.
Soon, in the vast martial arts arena, only the people of the Heavenly One Academy remained. Long Ding gave Lin Feng a deep look. He had not expected this battle to shock him so much. Lin Feng had given him too great a surprise.
But Long Ding also understood that after this battle, Black Demon would probably not return to the Heavenly One Academy.
The crowd's gazes were still fixed on Lin Feng. After today, among the Ten Great Disciples of the Heavenly One Academy, there would be the name Lin Feng.
After today, the name Lin Feng would be known to everyone in the Heavenly One Academy.
"Alright, let this matter end here. Everyone, disperse." Long Ding stood up, swept his gaze over the crowd, and finally looked at Lin Feng, saying, "Lin Feng, you should also go back and rest well. Take care of your injuries."
Lin Feng nodded slightly, then stepped down from the battle platform. Meng Qing quietly followed behind him.
As soon as Lin Feng took two steps, many figures immediately approached. It was Liu Fei, Jing Yun, Duan Feng, and the others. Today was the day Lin Feng challenged Black Demon, so they naturally would not miss it.
"Are you alright?" Liu Fei stepped forward and directly supported Lin Feng, a hint of concern in her eyes. This guy was still so arrogant, not knowing when to restrain himself, no matter who the opponent was or what kind of people he faced.
Just now, Liu Fei and the others were all sweating for Lin Feng. However, their strength was not even as good as Lin Feng's, so they could do nothing but watch things unfold.
Lin Feng smiled and glanced at Liu Fei, causing her gaze to freeze. Then she slightly loosened her grip and glared fiercely at Lin Feng. What was this guy always thinking? Didn't he care about his own injuries?
"He didn't die, so what could happen to me?" Lin Feng touched his head. Black Demon's injuries were not light either. The sword strike from earlier had pierced into Black Demon's chest, but martial artists had too strong a physical constitution. Since it hadn't pierced the heart or damaged his internal organs and meridians, a little bleeding was nothing.
"The people of the Yu family are so shameless," Yuan Shan said coldly, his gaze still filled with anger.
"They are more than just shameless," Duan Feng also said angrily. "If the Second Prince hadn't been here today, they probably would have really made a move against Brother Lin Feng."
Everyone nodded slightly. Today had indeed been very dangerous. Fortunately, the Second Prince had stepped in.
"Let's go. On the third floor of the cultivation tower, I've already inscribed my name on all eight cultivation rooms. If you need to cultivate in the future, just go directly," Lin Feng said to the group, causing them all to pause for a moment and smile bitterly. With Lin Feng's strength, it was indeed not difficult for him to seize the eight cultivation stone rooms on the third floor of the cultivation tower.
Arriving at the cultivation tower, on the third floor, several people entered the cultivation rooms to cultivate. Lin Feng brought Meng Qing to the outside of a cultivation room, placed Origin Stones into the groove, and said, "Meng Qing, you also cultivate here for a while. I'll be across from you."
"Alright." Meng Qing nodded slightly. Her stunning figure stepped into the cultivation stone room. Turning around, she looked at Lin Feng and said, "Actually, even if the Second Prince hadn't acted today, you wouldn't have been in danger. You don't need to feel like you owe him too much."
With that, the stone door of the room slowly closed, leaving Lin Feng outside slightly stunned.
After a moment of hesitation, Lin Feng shook his head slightly. How strong Meng Qing really was, Lin Feng did not know. He only knew that last time, the blue-shirted middle-aged man of the Mysterious Martial Realm from the Bai family had come to confront him and was injured by Meng Qing before leaving.
As for Meng Qing having killed a Mysterious Martial Realm strong one, Lin Feng knew nothing about it.
"The Second Prince, Duan Wuya."
Lin Feng murmured softly. That gentle and mysterious prince was unfathomable to Lin Feng. Now, he could be certain that the Second Prince, Duan Wuya, was the behind-the-scenes controller of the Heavenly One Academy. Vice Dean Long Ding listened to him. So, when Lin Feng entered the Heavenly One Academy and Long Ding granted him privileges, was all of this related to the Second Prince, Duan Wuya?
If it really was Duan Wuya's doing, then what was his purpose? What was there about Lin Feng that was worth Duan Wuya scheming for?
Talent? Potential?
When he first stepped into the Imperial City and arrived outside the Heavenly One Academy, he was an unknown nobody. Who would have known his potential and talent? Even if they did, his meager talent would definitely not catch the eye of Duan Wuya, one of the exceptionally talented Eight Young Masters.
As for influence, that was even more impossible. Lin Feng had no illustrious family background. He came from the Lin family of Yangzhou City and was even a discarded son expelled from the family. His sect had also been destroyed by Duan Tianlang.
Shaking his head, Lin Feng could not figure it out and stopped thinking about it. He placed Origin Stones into the groove of another stone room, then stepped into the opening stone door.
Closing the stone door, Lin Feng sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and directly released his Heavenly Radiance Martial Soul.
In an instant, a dark world descended. Lin Feng seemed to completely sever contact with the outside world and step into his own world.
This time, Lin Feng no longer only unlocked the first layer of the Heavenly Radiance Martial Soul but also fully unlocked the second layer. In Lin Feng's mind, a dazzling light flickered, with colorful spiral hues propping up a resplendent Heavenly Book.
That Heavenly Book suspended in the air had already opened to its second page, as if it had been so since ancient times.
Lin Feng's consciousness gazed at that Heavenly Book, or rather, at what was on top of that Heavenly Book.
There, a sword hovered silently.
A black sword. A sword of annihilation. A sword of war.
At this moment, Lin Feng could truly feel the sword intent emanating from this sword: sharp, destructive, warring against heaven and earth, never retreating.
This sword possessed its own sword intent, had life, and could influence Lin Feng, causing him to sink into it instantly, completely unaware of the outside world. All his mind and spirit were immersed in the very essence of that sword's intent.
Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, a month had gone by. However, Lin Feng still kept his eyes closed, motionless. His consciousness remained immersed in the sword suspended above the Heavenly Book.
Within the narrow cultivation stone room, a sharp aura was released. This sharpness also carried a destructive intent and an intensely rich battle intent.
This sword intent was naturally not released by the illusory sword on Lin Feng's Heavenly Book Martial Soul but came from Lin Feng himself. Compared to before, the sword intent radiating from Lin Feng at this moment was far stronger. Within the sharp and destructive sword intent was an immensely powerful battle intent, an invincible, domineering will to fight.
Holding the sword, wanting to soar into the sky, to battle all under heaven!