Chapter 75

Rip!

At this moment, the air seemed to be sliced open by a knife, splitting into two.

Lin Fei's actions could not escape the notice of those with ulterior motives; everyone looked in his direction and saw Zhang Wanshan standing behind the elder.

As a disciple of the Zhang family, although Zhang Wanshan's talent was not outstanding, it was still above average. Among the outer disciples, he was one of the top performers, and with some cultivation, advancing to become a Xuan practitioner would not be a problem.

Among the outer disciples, those with good talent who could become disciples of the elders or the enforcers would see their status rise sharply.

A true backing.

It was precisely because disciples usually had elders or even enforcers behind them that Jun Wu Hui dared to act recklessly in the reward hall, completely disregarding the presence of the elders, and wanted to take out his frustration on Lin Fei.

If it were an ordinary disciple who dared to act wildly in the reward hall, the outcome would be very dire, and they would face severe punishment from the law enforcement hall.

This was the difference between disciples.

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"One of the top hundred disciples is about to have a good show. Three months ago, Zhang Wanshan stepped in for his younger brother, wanting to teach Lin Fei a lesson in public. Later, they made a half-year competition agreement. I didn't expect Lin Fei to actually achieve it. I wonder what Senior Brother Zhang Wanshan will feel!"

"He must feel terrible. I bet Senior Brother Zhang Wanshan already regrets it. If he loses the sparring match to Lin Fei, he might not be able to hold his head up for a long time, unless he can enter the ninth level of the Martial Path!"

"Lin Fei is indeed impressive. In just three months, his strength has improved dramatically. From being unknown, he has become a dark horse. If he doesn't encounter a formidable opponent, he might really have a chance to break into the top hundred, breaking the record for the shortest time for a seventh-level Martial Path disciple to become a top hundred disciple!"

"The sparring match between Senior Brother Lin Fei and Senior Brother Zhang Wanshan is truly something to look forward to. I wonder who will win in the end. Senior Brother Zhang Wanshan is also a formidable figure, having once wiped out a group of bandits and earned the name 'Bloody Hand.'"

...

Everyone was whispering and discussing.

They did not have the courage to provoke their seniors, unlike Lin Fei, who had the guts.

Lin Fei extended his thumb and made a gesture known to the whole world, suddenly flipping it upside down.

A provocation, a blatant provocation!

Yes, Lin Fei was indeed provoking, regardless of everyone's reactions.

The events from three months ago were still fresh in Lin Fei's mind. Every time he thought of the memories left by the Zhang family, he couldn't help but feel a surge of impulse and anger.

Lin Fei understood very well that all this came from the memories left by the previous "Lin Fei," deeply rooted in his soul. If this obsession was not resolved, it would eventually affect Lin Fei's emotions and even his cultivation.

Therefore, this scene unfolded.

Lin Fei wanted to resolve this obsession and truly merge his soul. In the end, the obsession was a heart demon left from the past. If this heart demon could not be destroyed, true integration would be impossible.

This was the conclusion Lin Fei reached after consulting ancient texts.

To reach this conclusion, Lin Fei spent a lot of effort, finally understanding the reason behind it, why he sometimes couldn't control himself, such as when he almost killed Zhang Chongshan at the foot of the mountain.

It was a memory of anger and unwillingness!

Now, Lin Fei wanted to resolve everything. The simplest way was to defeat Zhang Wanshan in front of everyone, removing this major obsession.

...

Zhang Wanshan's face turned grim.

A martial practitioner's senses were acute, and Zhang Wanshan could easily hear the discussions on the square, though not very clearly. He could make out some of it, and it wasn't hard to guess what they meant.

"How dare you, Lin Fei, you bastard, you worthless brat, you are simply too arrogant."

Zhang Wanshan clenched his fists, barely suppressing his anger. Especially after seeing Lin Fei's gesture, he wanted to fly down and tear Lin Fei apart, his expression dark.

Lin Fei had become a dark horse, unexpectedly defeating two eighth-level Martial Path disciples, which was beyond Zhang Wanshan's imagination. It truly proved the old saying, "A man should be judged anew after three days."

In just three months, Zhang Wanshan had to change his perspective and reassess this once-worthless person who now threatened his status.

Now, this worthless Lin Fei was provoking him in front of everyone.

Unforgivable, unforgivable.

"Regardless of whether Lin Fei advanced so quickly due to practicing the Nine Revolutions Mystic Art or for some other reason, I must find a secret opportunity to cripple this kid. The Lin family should not produce such a freak. The family competition is about to begin, which concerns the future of the family. The Lin family is destined to decline, and Lin Fei must not return. I must find an opportunity to cripple Lin Fei."

A cold light flashed in Zhang Wanshan's eyes. As a family disciple, any matter involving the family would always be his top priority. Lin Fei was one of the sprouts that needed to be eliminated.

If Lin Fei could defeat an eighth-level Martial Path practitioner, and if he had another burst of strength, he would not be easy to deal with and would become an uncontrollable dangerous factor.

Without the family, he would lose cultivation resources and the backing to stand on.

Lin Fei's rise meant that the Lin family would regain resources, which Zhang Wanshan absolutely did not want to see.

Lin Fei must be crippled! No matter what!

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"Wanshan, is Lin Fei the one who practices the Nine Revolutions Mystic Art?"

The short elder sitting in front of Zhang Wanshan, who had been silent all along, spoke softly, his hoarse voice like a grinding wheel, making people feel uncomfortable.

"Master, Lin Fei indeed practices the Nine Revolutions Mystic Art and has successfully cultivated the Nine Revolutions Mystic Qi."

Zhang Wanshan's face changed dramatically, not daring to breathe heavily.

This short elder, with a stern face, was Zhang Wanshan's master, Li Ding, an outer disciple elder. He was strict and not well-liked. Zhang Wanshan became Li Ding's disciple through family manipulation, quickly establishing himself among the outer disciples. Elder Li, who had received benefits, and with Zhang Wanshan's good talent and ability to please, always favored him deeply.

Although Zhang Wanshan was very favored, he had long understood his master Li Ding's temperament. Hearing this, he immediately realized that his master was angry.

If Zhang Wanshan could hear the discussions on the square, how much more so his master Li Ding, who had probably already heard everything, leading to this conversation.

"Ha, his comprehension is not bad, no wonder he is so arrogant. As an outer disciple, one should be humble and strive upward. I don't like such disciples. You know what to do!"

The not-so-light, not-so-heavy voice was like a strong medicine, injected into Zhang Wanshan's body.

Zhang Wanshan dared not show any emotion, thinking to himself, "Ha, truly, heaven is helping me. Master approves of me dealing with Lin Fei. With Master backing me, Lin Fei, you worthless brat, even if you got lucky, how can you compete with me!"

"Disciple understands, I will not let you down," Zhang Wanshan said.

Elder Li Ding said, "I am waiting for your performance!"