Chapter 59

Under the scorching sun, everyone's mood was icy cold, as uncomfortable as a winter chill.

Zhang Chongshan's defeat seemed somewhat understandable, not ruling out the possibility that Lin Fei's strength had greatly improved, especially after cultivating the Nine Revolutions Mystic Qi, which无形中提升了玄功威力无形中提升了玄功威力.

Then, what about Zhang Fenglang?

With the strength of the Sixth Level of Martial Dao, where Mystic Qi can take form, the power of attacks increases several times over. The Fifth Level of Martial Dao has always been a dividing line, with countless people stuck at this level.

Zhang Fenglang had been at the Sixth Level of Martial Dao for some time, and his mastery of forming Mystic Qi had long reached the point of doing so at will. He also possessed a Yellow Rank Mystic Art, yet he was still injured by Lin Fei's blade aura. They couldn't imagine how Lin Fei's strength could have improved so much in just three months. From start to finish, Lin Fei's displayed strength was merely the Sixth Level of Martial Dao, with the ability to form Mystic Qi, and his combat capabilities were beyond imagination.

They didn't know that in those three months, Lin Fei had been constantly honing his blade techniques in the Blackwater Mountains, refining them to the point of doing so at will.

Against opponents of the same level, if they showed any contempt, they could be easily killed.

...

At the foot of the Divine Martial Sect's mountain.

Zhang Chongshan and Zhang Fenglang's hearts were icy cold, unable to digest the news brought by Lin Fei. They had thought they had beaten Lin Fei to the point where his mother wouldn't recognize him, but it turned out they were not on the same level.

Lin Fei, once a waste in the Divine Martial Sect, had started to pull away from them, advancing on a grand path. They suddenly found they couldn't catch up.

When Lin Fei turned to walk away,

Zhang Fenglang and Zhang Chongshan's pupils contracted, a sense of fear rising in their hearts. The blade aura just now might not have seemed significant to outsiders, but they knew that if it had happened elsewhere, Lin Fei would have certainly killed them.

As martial artists, the blade aura and the sense of danger almost made them unable to breathe.

Seeing Lin Fei approach, the two thought he was about to make a move.

"Junior Brother Lin Fei, what are you going to do?"

Fortunately, a few Divine Martial Sect disciples nearby mustered the courage to block Lin Fei.

Given what had happened, if they didn't step forward, they wouldn't be able to live with themselves. Especially since defeating Zhang Fenglang and Zhang Chongshan were their enemies, they believed that with them present, Lin Fei wouldn't dare to do anything out of the ordinary.

Their only concern was that Lin Fei might take the opportunity to severely injure the two.

Injury was one thing, but if it was a serious injury, especially at the foot of the Divine Martial Sect's mountain, it would mean something entirely different.

...

Looking at the two on the ground, Lin Fei really wanted to shout, "You have this coming!"

If it had been elsewhere today, Lin Fei wouldn't have minded killing them all. He was that kind of person—remembering those who were good to him forever and never forgetting those who were bad to him.

Lin Fei was a straightforward person.

If it had been someone with less self-control, these two would have been dead for sure.

"Why are you all so tense? Do you think I would attack again?" Lin Fei laughed, a disdainful smile. In fact, if he really attacked, they wouldn't be able to stop him.

Even the bald bandit couldn't do anything to him, so what were these Divine Martial Sect disciples?

Despite Lin Fei's words, they remained on guard, not daring to let him get closer.

"Lin Fei, what are you going to do? Are you going to humiliate us?" Zhang Fenglang's words blocked Lin Fei's next move, but he was actually afraid inside.

Lin Fei laughed heartily, "Humiliate you? What are you? Do you even deserve to be humiliated by me? You are nothing to me. I just want you to go back and tell Senior Brother Zhang Wanshan that I, Lin Fei, have returned. Tell him I received the gift and I like it very much!"

Everyone was left confused by Lin Fei's words.

Only two people in the scene had their gazes change, a trace of something hard to catch flashing in their eyes, though very quickly, it was still noticed by Lin Fei.

"Indeed, it's them!"

Lin Fei took a deep breath and turned to leave.

"Lin Fei, wait and see, my big brother won't let you off. You'll end up as a waste again!"

Zhang Chongshan, who had been supported by others, suddenly lashed out. In fact, he was afraid, but thinking of his big brother gave him some confidence, especially since Lin Fei was turning to leave.

"Ah!"

As he spoke, Zhang Chongshan let out a miserable cry. A blade aura cut through his clothes, leaving a bloody mark from his neck to his stomach, just deep enough to draw blood but not to be fatal.

Everyone drew a sharp breath.

Especially the two Divine Martial Sect disciples supporting Zhang Chongshan, their faces were drenched in cold sweat, completely terrified.

What was truly terrifying?

Something you couldn't sense, something invisible, was the most terrifying.

If Zhang Chongshan's attack had landed on them, what would it have looked like? They didn't dare to imagine, never thinking it could be so terrifying, and this was just a casual attack.

"If there's a next time, I won't hesitate to cripple you. Even if your big brother is here, he won't be able to protect you."

Lin Fei turned and left.

As Lin Fei walked away, Zhang Chongshan's body went limp, and he collapsed.

What is death?

In that moment, Zhang Chongshan truly experienced it. The bloody mark on his chest was now glaringly obvious, as if mocking and ridiculing him.

"Lin Fei, if I don't avenge this, I won't be a man!"

Zhang Chongshan, with a grim face, raised his head, his eyes filled with venomous hatred, a cold aura that made people dare not approach.

Growing up, Zhang Chongshan had never experienced such humiliation, especially almost being killed by a single blade. Such a great insult could not be forgotten.

"What are you all standing there for? Don't you see me to my big brother?"

Zhang Chongshan roared, his temper explosive.

...

Everything that happened at the foot of the Divine Martial Sect's mountain.

Despite attempts to keep it secret, some people still saw it.

Lin Fei, the waste in their eyes, had gone to the Blackwater Mountains alone three months ago, not only surviving but also gaining some great fortune, his strength skyrocketing. He defeated Zhang Chongshan and Zhang Fenglang in one move, or rather, not even a full move.

When this news spread, everyone's first reaction was disbelief.

Defeating someone at the Fifth Level of Martial Dao or the Sixth Level of Martial Dao in one move wasn't impossible, but it was far from perfect for the Seventh or Eighth Level of Martial Dao.

Now, all this happening to Lin Fei seemed somewhat unrealistic.

One point that everyone couldn't ignore was that Lin Fei's strength had greatly improved, conservatively estimated to be at the Sixth Level of Martial Dao, with the ability to form Mystic Qi and a terrifying blade technique, each move lethal.

For those who enjoyed the spectacle, Lin Fei's return to the Divine Martial Sect, injuring Zhang Wanshan's younger brother and Zhang Fenglang, was a bold provocation, showing no ordinary courage.

Lin Fei's actions didn't surprise anyone, considering his previous behavior, such provocation seemed normal.

Zhang Wanshan didn't react as expected, choosing silence instead. Everyone understood that Zhang Wanshan's silence meant he wouldn't hold back in the half-year competition.

The half-year competition was about to get interesting.