Chapter 253: Humiliation
Dugu Shang's heart trembled violently as he stared at Lin Feng in shock.
"How is this possible? How could he be this strong?" Dugu Shang was flustered. He had never even seen Lin Feng before, and yet this young man, so youthful, was now unleashing a sword intent with an unstoppable momentum.
The Heavenly One Academy had no such figure.
Just as Dugu Shang's mind quivered, Lin Feng's steps instantly crossed before him, swift as lightning.
Unity of Heaven and Man was not only reflected in his swordsmanship; even in his movement technique, Lin Feng had entered another realm. Merging with heaven and earth, how fast and exquisite could his movement be?
"Smack!"
An extremely loud slap echoed as Dugu Shang's body was sent flying, a clear five-finger mark appearing on his face.
The crowd's gazes all trembled. How terrifying—a powerful existence at the Eighth Layer of Spirit Martial Realm, the fourth strongest of Heavenly One Academy, couldn't even block a single move from Lin Feng. A single slap landed directly on his face.
The sharp-tongued woman was equally shocked, her mouth agape as if she had witnessed something unbelievable.
Someone as strong as Dugu Shang was casually slapped by Lin Feng. Who was this person?
Yun Xi's eyes sparkled with brilliance. Lin Feng was still so unrestrained and arrogant, proud and untamed.
This slap to Dugu Shang's face was even more shocking than when he had defeated Black Demon earlier. It took only one move.
"Good!"
"He truly is one of us from the General Star System. Those aristocratic cats only know how to show off, but they're as fragile as this when it counts."
Voices rose and fell in the crowd, clearly many who disliked Dugu Shang.
Dugu Shang's face was terrifying, as if dripping blood. He stared coldly at Lin Feng. "Who are you?"
"Me?" Lin Feng pointed at himself, then said indifferently, "I'm dirt, worthless, dirt that doesn't even qualify to compare with you."
Lin Feng's mocking tone carried a sharp irony. Yun Xi couldn't help but let out a soft laugh. If Lin Feng was dirt, what was Dugu Shang?
"Dirt?" Dugu Shang didn't catch on at first, but then someone in the crowd laughed, "How ridiculous. He was insulting others, saying they weren't even worthy to compare with him, yet the person standing right in front of him didn't even know who he was, and got slapped away. If it were me, I wouldn't have the face to stay here. I'd roll as far away as possible."
This sarcastic remark made Dugu Shang's eyes narrow, his expression turning extremely ugly.
Lin Feng!
He finally understood the meaning behind those mocking words. The one who slapped him was Lin Feng, the very person he had just said wasn't worthy to compare with him!
The sharp-tongued woman also trembled. Lin Feng, he was Lin Feng.
So, he was far stronger than Dugu Shang.
"You will regret your actions today."
Dugu Shang coldly threatened, then turned to leave. He indeed had no face to stay here any longer.
"Wait!"
A faint voice rang out, making Dugu Shang pause. He slowly turned back, glaring coldly at Lin Feng.
"Leaving just like that?" Lin Feng's gaze was mocking as he spoke.
"What do you want?" Dugu Shang's expression tightened. Did Lin Feng dare to do something to him?
"You just wanted me to slap myself and kowtow three times, but now that you realize you're inferior to me, you think you can leave so easily?" Lin Feng said with some helplessness. "What do you take me for?"
Hearing Lin Feng's words, the crowd showed amused expressions, waiting to see how Lin Feng would deal with Dugu Shang.
"According to your own words: slap yourself, kneel three times, and kowtow nine times."
Lin Feng's voice suddenly turned cold, his smile vanishing, replaced by the sharpness of a sword.
"You want me to slap myself and kneel to kowtow?" Dugu Shang doubted his own ears. Did Lin Feng dare to demand this of him?
"It seems my words are wasted. Better to just do it myself."
Murmuring softly, Lin Feng's foot suddenly stepped forward, his figure vanishing in an instant. Without any hesitation, he struck directly.
Dugu Shang's heart jolted. So fast. In an instant, Lin Feng was right before him, a finger thrusting toward him.
At the fingertip, sword qi surged.
In haste, Dugu Shang threw a punch to block. Sword qi raged, and a miserable scream rang out. Dugu Shang's face turned pale in an instant—his fist had been pierced straight through by Lin Feng's finger.
"Smack!"
The crisp sound rang out again. Lin Feng's palm slapped directly onto Dugu Shang's face, so loud and clear.
"Smack, smack..."
A series of sharp slaps rose and fell. The crowd was completely stunned, staring blankly as Lin Feng continuously struck Dugu Shang's face. Their hearts felt cold. That proud face of Dugu Shang's was done for.
As for Dugu Shang himself, he was utterly dazed. His pride was being toyed with by Lin Feng like this, slapped repeatedly in front of everyone.
"Since you forced me to do it myself, there has to be some interest."
As Lin Feng's words fell, two cracking sounds followed in succession. With a thud, Dugu Shang's knees hit the ground, prostrating himself before Lin Feng, utterly humiliated. The contrast with his earlier arrogance was immense.
The crowd's hearts were pounding wildly. This guy was so arrogant.
"I'm not even worthy to compare with you, so what are you doing kneeling before me now?" Lin Feng looked down at Dugu Shang on the ground, speaking coldly. Dugu Shang, who had just stepped into the Eighth Layer of Spirit Martial Realm, was utterly powerless before Lin Feng's Unity of Heaven and Man realm.
Lin Feng had even fought against Mysterious Martial Realm experts.
Dugu Shang lowered his head, filled with endless resentment. But then, a foot hooked directly under his chin, and a voice came from Lin Feng's mouth.
"Scram!"
As Lin Feng uttered the word, Dugu Shang's body flew away.
Without looking at him again, Lin Feng turned his gaze to Yun Xi and said with a smile, "Whatever you want to do with her, go ahead."
The "her" Lin Feng referred to was naturally the sharp-tongued woman. At this moment, her face stiffened, and her body trembled slightly.
Yun Xi glanced at her indifferently and said sarcastically, "I wouldn't even touch someone like that."
"Then forget it. I don't want to touch her either."
Lin Feng chuckled lightly, then pointed to the fourth floor of the cultivation tower, which was vacant—it belonged to Dugu Shang's territory.
"How about cultivating there?"
Yun Xi's body trembled as she looked at Lin Feng, her voice low. "I can't even get up there."
"I'll help you."
Lin Feng smiled lightly, took Yun Xi's arm, and stepped forward. Then, with a forceful stomp on the ground, his body rose straight into the air, lifting off from level ground.
Yun Xi was flustered for a moment, closing her eyes. When she opened them again, she found herself flying through the air. Her heart pounded wildly as she looked at the handsome figure beside her, filled with boundless warmth.
"What terrifying movement technique."
The crowd watched Lin Feng and Yun Xi in shock. Rising from level ground—too powerful.
Reaching the void with no foothold, Lin Feng simply stepped on the air. An invisible ripple spread, and then he and Yun Xi shot like an arrow, landing directly on the fourth floor of the cultivation tower, hundreds of meters high.
Looking down at the tiny figures on the ground, Yun Xi felt as if she were dreaming, as if none of this was real.
"Go in and cultivate well."
Lin Feng gave Yun Xi a gentle smile, then stepped again, rising higher to the third floor of the tower, entering directly.
The third floor of the cultivation tower was also empty—it belonged to the White-Clothed Killer Wen Aoxue, so Lin Feng naturally had no qualms.
Even if the second and first floors were empty, Lin Feng would have entered without hesitation.
Yun Xi watched the disappearing figure. Although she had reached the high floor of the cultivation tower she had always dreamed of, she felt no excitement. Instead, a deep sense of loss filled her heart.
This was ultimately a dream. That unrestrained, arrogant figure was just a passerby in her life. He was so outstanding that perhaps she could only stand on the ground, watching him spread his wings and soar.
Yun Xi didn't know that on the ground below, the two who had come with her—the blue-clad woman felt a hint of envy for her. Yun Xi had reached the high floor of the cultivation tower, a place they both longed for.
As for the sharp-tongued woman, at this moment, she was filled with deep regret.
The crowd also showed different expressions. It seemed nothing could stop Lin Feng's rise anymore.
As for all this, Lin Feng had no mind to dwell on. At this moment, he closed the cultivation room door, quietly sensing the three segments of memories in his mind—the memories left by a powerful Venerable.