Chapter 3

A mocking laugh came from the side of Ye Feng, and three young men, about the same age as him, walked over and blocked his path.

"Yun Shishi, get out of my way!"

The former Ye Feng was introverted, almost never daring to speak, but now he shouted loudly, drawing the attention of many people.

"Hey, who are you talking to? Do you believe I'll break both your legs and make you unable to walk for a month?"

Although the Heavenly Spirit Academy prohibited private duels among students, as long as no one died, the upper management generally did not interfere. After all, competition could boost everyone's desire to cultivate, so they mostly turned a blind eye and let things be.

"A good dog doesn't block the way. If you're a good dog, move aside."

Ye Feng was angry. Yun Shishi had always been against him, and over the past year, he had not stopped mocking him. Adding to this, the Yun family and the Ye family had business competition, so in the Heavenly Spirit Academy, Ye Feng had suffered a lot of bullying from Yun Shishi.

"You actually call me a dog. You, this waste, are a disgrace to the Ye family. In a little over a month, it will be the time to eliminate the old disciples. I'll see how you roll back to your family!"

Ye Feng had another identity: the only son of Ye Wu, the patriarch of the Ye family in Yellow City.

At birth, his father Ye Wu had someone test Ye Feng's cultivation potential. In the Divine Martial Continent, martial artists were revered, and only the strong had a say, even surpassing royal authority.

The test results showed that Ye Feng had top-notch potential, and his father Ye Wu was very excited. However, as Ye Feng grew older, his strength improved at a snail's pace.

After several years of cultivation and a large amount of spirit medicines provided by his father, he had only just entered the Second Stage of the Later Heaven Realm.

Due to the large amount of family resources used to gather spirit medicines, there was no return, and his father's prestige in the family declined, with some even opposing him.

In desperation, his father sent him to the Heavenly Spirit Academy as an outer disciple, hoping to find a solution.

After three years at the Heavenly Spirit Academy, he was still stuck in the same place and had earned an unflattering title: "Super Retake Student."

What it meant for a martial artist to lack cultivation ability, he understood better than anyone. Thinking of his father's repeated expectations and disappointments, Ye Feng felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Now that he understood the reason for his slow cultivation and had found a solution, he thought to himself:

"Don't worry, even if you get kicked out of the Heavenly Spirit Academy, I won't leave!" Ye Feng sneered.

"Ha ha ha, did you see that?" Yun Shishi laughed loudly. "A waste says he won't leave the academy. I'll see if you can still be so stubborn in a month. I heard that in a month, it will be the time for the Ye family to select a new patriarch. We'll see how you and your father die then." Yun Shishi's face was twisted with a sinister smile.

"Looking for death!"

A killing aura emanated from Ye Feng. Yun Shishi had hit a sore spot. His father's status in the family had plummeted because of him, and if he were really eliminated in a month, he would have no face to return to the family. Therefore, Ye Feng had to enter the inner sect within a month to continue staying at the Heavenly Spirit Academy.

"What, not convinced? A waste will always be a waste. If you want to pass, take my punch first!" Yun Shishi sneered.

After his body was transformed by demonic energy and he broke through to the Third Stage of the Later Heaven Realm, Ye Feng was looking for someone to spar with. Yun Shishi came just in time, and with their long-standing grudge, they immediately engaged in combat.

"Bang!"

Their fists collided, creating a ripple in the air.

"Boom!"

Yun Shishi's body flew out like a broken kite, crashing into a small tree nearby, and both he and the tree were sent flying.

"Ah!"

A mouthful of blood spewed from Yun Shishi's mouth, and he instantly became weak. The bones in his arm made a cracking sound and hung limply by his side.

"Overestimating yourself!"

In front of everyone, Ye Feng sent the Third Stage of the Later Heaven Realm Yun Shishi flying with one punch. The two young men who were with Yun Shishi stood in disbelief until Ye Feng turned and left, then they quickly came to their senses.

They hurriedly helped the fallen Yun Shishi up and found his arm hanging limply, soft and limp. Upon examination, they discovered that his arm bones were cracked and shattered by Ye Feng.

Ignoring the whispers behind him, Ye Feng returned to the courtyard.

The courtyard was too small for Ye Feng to practice martial techniques. The Heavenly Spirit Academy had a dedicated square for practicing martial techniques, but Ye Feng did not want to go there. He planned to find a quiet place in the Transverse Mountain Range to practice.

With his backpack on, Ye Feng left the small courtyard and headed for the Transverse Mountain Range.

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"Bang bang!"

At the edge of a cliff in the Transverse Mountain Range, a young man punched out, making a "bang bang" sound, causing the air to ripple.

"Whoosh!"

Pulling back his fist, Ye Feng had been practicing his fist technique in the Transverse Mountain Range for three days. Although he had not yet reached the Minor Success stage, he was not far from it.

"Fist techniques need to be honed through actual combat. It's time to go out and train!"

Only through constant actual combat could one improve their strength. Ye Feng planned to enter the depths of the Transverse Mountain Range to find some demonic beasts to practice on, and to absorb some essence blood to replenish his body. A bloodthirsty expression appeared on his face.

After walking about a hundred steps, a rustling sound came from ahead, and a Winged Sword Tiger appeared in front of Ye Feng, about a meter tall, with sword-like spines on its back, snorting at Ye Feng. It seemed Ye Feng had intruded on its territory.

Ye Feng's heart tightened. This was a peak Third Stage Winged Sword Tiger. The spines on its back could shoot out when in danger, making it very difficult to deal with.

With its thick skin and tough flesh, it was hard to handle, and it had a pair of long fangs that could bite someone to death.

As soon as it appeared, its copper-coin-sized eyes fixed on Ye Feng. In an instant, a spine from its back shot at Ye Feng, moving extremely fast.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Feng dodged to the side, and the spine shot past him. His body shot forward, and the Bone-Crushing Fist appeared, striking the Winged Sword Tiger's body.

"Bang!"

The Winged Sword Tiger leaped into the air, being sent flying by Ye Feng's punch. It landed with a thud, shook its head, and seemed unharmed, its skin too thick.

In pain, the Winged Sword Tiger roared and charged at Ye Feng with incredible speed.

Ye Feng was not slow either. Light as a swallow, he infused true qi into his feet and soared into the air. His entire body was filled with true qi, and the true qi from all nine of his dantians converged on his fist.

If the Third Stage of the Later Heaven Realm was the strength of one ox, then Ye Feng had the strength of nine oxen, because he had nine dantians, nine times the true qi of a normal person. The downside was that his cultivation was nine times slower than others.

True qi burst from his fist. The Winged Sword Tiger seemed to sense the danger and tried to dodge, but it was too late. This time, it was sent flying over ten meters, lying on the ground and convulsing, its bones making a crisp cracking sound. This was the terrifying power of the Bone-Crushing Fist.

"Can't let it go!"

A bloodthirsty look flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and his nails, several inches long, extended and pierced into the Winged Sword Tiger's body. Essence blood began to flow up his arm and into his body, transforming into pure true qi and flowing into the nine dantians.

The empty dantians swelled with true qi. It seemed that he would break through to the Fourth Stage of the Later Heaven Realm in a few more days.

The Winged Sword Tiger's body quickly withered as all its essence blood and demonic energy were absorbed by Ye Feng. The nine dantians swelled, and it seemed that breaking through to the Fourth Stage of the Later Heaven Realm was just around the corner!

Without lingering, Ye Feng continued forward. After walking about a hundred meters, another rustling sound came from ahead. Ye Feng immediately prepared for battle. A large red python opened its blood-red mouth, and the stench was overwhelming.

"Wow, a Fourth Stage initial python!" Ye Feng exclaimed.

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