“That’s right, Feng Mingbo, if you’re a man, step up and teach that human a lesson. If you don’t dare, shut your foul mouth and stop flaunting your royal airs. We’re not afraid of you!”
Infighting, really?
Ling Xiao glanced at Feng Mingbo with disdain, not intending to provoke. He hadn’t forgotten his purpose for coming to Shenhuang Continent.
Since he couldn’t enter Shenhuang Academy, Qingxu Academy was his only option.
Feng Mingbo stood there, feeling as if everyone had suddenly become his enemy. His chest heaved, his anger trapped inside.
All this was because of that lowly human!
If he didn’t act today, how could he face these noble youths? Wouldn’t he be mocked daily?
But Feng Mingbo was also wary.
Ling Xiao’s strength was a mystery.
Earlier, Ling Xiao had crippled Leng Chan, a Breakthrough Stage Tianmai martial artist, with one strike. It was so fast that Feng Mingbo couldn’t discern Ling Xiao’s true cultivation.
This guy was unpredictable and tough to handle.
But…
“What’s to fear? He looks fifteen or sixteen at most. His strength is probably First Heaven early stage at best. Beating Leng Chan makes sense, since there’s a huge gap between Tianren Realm and Mortal Realm.”
Another voice roared in Feng Mingbo’s mind.
“Right, my cultivation is First Heaven late stage. Dealing with a First Heaven early stage martial artist should be effortless!”
This inner voice boosted Feng Mingbo’s confidence.
He had to fight this battle.
Ling Xiao was just a lowly human, a fugitive from Tianlong Continent. If Feng Mingbo feared even him, he’d lose face not just outside but within the Ice Phoenix Clan.
Winning this fight would let him continue his carefree life and deal a blow to Qingxu Academy’s Feng Yanran, a win-win.
With that, he made up his mind, suddenly stepping forward to block Ling Xiao’s path.
“Kid, you think you can just leave after injuring someone? You think Shenhuang Academy is your backyard, coming and going as you please?”
Feng Mingbo’s words dripped with venom, like a snake eyeing its prey.
“What, you want to be crippled too?”
Ling Xiao felt he’d been patient enough. Earlier, Feng Mingbo had egged Leng Chan on to attack and cripple him, and Ling Xiao had let it slide.
But now this guy was blocking his way, clearly not letting him leave easily.
Even a clay figurine has some fire, let alone Ling Xiao, who never liked taking losses.
“Hahaha, cripple me? Soon you’ll see who cripples who!”
Feng Mingbo laughed loudly. “Don’t think beating Leng Chan makes you something. In front of me, you’re still nothing!”
Ling Xiao’s brows showed a hint of mockery. “All I see is you so-called royal nobles with big mouths. When it comes to fighting, you’re not even a fraction of that talk, just trash!”
He pointed at Leng Chan, now supported by guards.
Leng Chan had been as pompous and arrogant as Feng Mingbo was now.
“He was cheap enough, but you’re even cheaper!”
Ling Xiao shook his head. “Get lost. I’m not in the mood to fight you today. Take it while I haven’t changed my mind!”
“Hey, Feng Mingbo, you’re not some spineless fool, are you? Getting cursed like that and not even angry?”
“Right, he called you cheap and told you to scram. If you don’t teach him a lesson, Young Master Bo might become Young Master Soft, hahaha!”
Nobles weren’t always harmonious. Besides the Fire Phoenix and Ice Phoenix Clans, others also vied for the Emperor’s election, with constant scheming. Mocking Feng Mingbo now was par for the course.
Unite the nobles?
Only if commoners rebelled.
Hearing this, Feng Mingbo’s eyes gleamed with cold killing intent.
If Ling Xiao had yielded, he’d have a way out, but Ling Xiao’s unyielding stance left him no choice but to act.
“Everyone’s responsible for their words! On Tianlong Continent, you’re the Chosen One, but on Shenhuang Continent, you’re just a lowly human!”
Feng Mingbo’s pupils narrowed to pinpoints, flashing with cold light, as if ready to strike any moment.
“Indeed, everyone’s responsible for their words!”
Ling Xiao sneered, stepping forward, his terrifying killing intent bursting out, clashing with Feng Mingbo’s aura. “You keep calling me a lowly human, trash from Tianlong Continent. Do you know the consequences?
You say I’m just a lowly human on Shenhuang Continent, but in my eyes, you’re nothing but livestock to be slaughtered!”
“You dare call me livestock!”
Feng Mingbo trembled, his eyes like a venomous snake’s, glaring at Ling Xiao, on the verge of exploding.
“I, Feng Mingbo, come from a royal clan, trained in martial arts since childhood, with exceptional talent. At nineteen, I’ve reached First Heaven late stage. Compared to me, you’re nothing! Calling you a lowly human, am I wrong?”
A terrifying aura erupted from Feng Mingbo, turning into biting cold, enveloping Ling Xiao.
His First Heaven late stage cultivation was fully unleashed, aiming to subdue Ling Xiao without fighting.
To make Ling Xiao kneel and submit!
Boom!
Ling Xiao took another step, his killing intent growing stronger, like a peerless demonic sword, unyielding in the icy aura.
“I, Ling Xiao, a mere commoner with mediocre talent, had no elder’s guidance, no prepared cultivation resources. Yet at fifteen, I defeated First Heaven realm martial artists through my own efforts, slaying the Plague Demon King, the Ferocious Beast Demon King, and repelling the Yin-Yang Demon King and the Lightning Demon King. In my eyes, you’re just a pest! What do you have to compare with me?”
True, his cultivation wasn’t as high as Feng Mingbo’s, but defeating him was more impressive than matching his level!
Seeing Ling Xiao’s fierce aura and hearing the shrieking clash of their forces, the crowd was utterly shocked.
This Ling Xiao truly lived up to being Tianlong Continent’s Chosen One. Regardless of his cultivation, his achievements were far more monstrous than Feng Mingbo’s.
In front of Ling Xiao, Feng Mingbo was indeed nothing.
Though they hated to admit it, it was the truth.
Ling Xiao surpassed Feng Mingbo in both spirit and experience.
