Confronting Zhang Hao

Waking up in the morning, the first thing Yu Feng did was try to reach out to his master.

However, no matter how many times he called, it was always out of reach. After trying to call his master for the nth time, Yu Feng stopped.

His master must be so busy that he couldn't even answer his Energy Phone.

"Sigh, master, please come back soon."

Right now, he really needed his master to back them up, especially since his son was involved.

As he put down his Energy Phone, Fu Cheng and Shi Wen came out of their own room.

"Why did both of you wake up so early? Didn't we agree that today would be a rest day?" Shi Wen asked as he was rubbing his eyes.

Since the two of them had been training their bodies for three consecutive days, it was important to give themselves time to rest.

Otherwise, their bodies could be strained, leading to hidden injuries in their muscles, especially in Shi Wen's case. His muscles were still growing, so his training should be moderate, and he should get enough rest.

"Shi Wen, we are not going to train today. There's something that Fu Cheng and I need to do."

As soon as Yu Feng finished talking, Shi Wen's mood worsened.

"So, are you leaving me all alone here?"

First, his master left the Sect to attend an important matter, and now his Senior Brother and Older Brother were going to leave him too.

Was he someone who could be easily left behind?

Before Shi Wen started shedding tears, Yu Feng sighed.

"If you want to go with us, don't ever let go of my hand or Fu Cheng's. Understood?"

With Yu Feng's proposal, a smile was once again plastered on Shi Wen's face.

"Understood, Senior Brother."

As Shi Wen's eyes became clearer, he could finally see the wounds on the face of his Older Brother Fu Cheng.

"Older Brother... What happened to your face? Did... Senior Brother punched you!?"

After listening to Shi Wen's words, Yu Feng began to doubt himself. Was he so intimidating in Shi Wen's presence that he misunderstood him for someone prone to violence?

He was not that violent, even when he was being mocked for not having parents he didn't had the urge of venting by using his fist.

'Sigh, I think I need to improve my image in front of Shi Wen. Otherwise I would just become a bad example.'

Meanwhile, Fu Cheng let out a laugh as soon as he heard the last part from Shi Wen.

Although Yu Feng was strict for most of the time, he wasn't someone who would use his fist to discipline. At most he would use his words by scolding.

"Silly Shi Wen, Brother Yu Feng is not like that. He just scolded me. That's all."

At the words of Fu Cheng, Shi Wen couldn't help but frown. If his Senior Brother wasn't the one who did that, then... someone bullied his Older Brother Fu Cheng!

"Older Brother Fu Cheng, did someone bully you?!" Shi Wen slightly increased the volume of his voice having realized that someone beat up Fu Cheng. He even let out a weak punch as if he was ready to fight for justice.

"Well... yeah..." Fu Cheng felt embarrassed admitting the fact that he couldn't even protect himself. He felt as though he failed at being an Older Brother to Shi Wen. He wasn't cool enough for him and made himself an embarrassment.

Finishing their breakfast, the trio prepared to leave the house and go confront Zhang Hao.

Arriving in front of the temporary newbies' dormitory, Yu Feng swung open the door. They were going to enter by showcasing their power and confidence. Although he would be the one who would do that for most of the time. The two were simply too weak to overpower someone.

"Where's Zhang Hao?" Yu Feng shouted as he stood elegantly at the door step.

Hearing the voice of Yu Feng, many new disciples went down in order to watch the drama.

Obviously there was going to be a fight between this person and 'Zhang Hao.'

Who wouldn't want to watch a drama? Certainly not the newcomers of the Heavenly Cosmic Sect.

"Hah! Who dares to look for me?"

Amidst the crowd, a young pompous arrogant man questioned as he made way toward the entrance of the dormitory.

He really wanted to see the person who dared to go against him. He was a young master full of potential, no one was allowed to go against him.

As soon as Zhang Hao was able to get away from the crowd, he immediately saw 3 people standing at the doorstep.

Among them was his servant, Fu Cheng.

"Look who we got here? Fu Cheng! Were you chickened out yesterday that you went to call someone to confront me? Hahaha, what a coward you are!"

The words of Zhang Hao really infuriated Yu Feng, how dare he talk like that in front of him? Was he invisible?

Yu Feng's eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing through Zhang Hao like a sharp sword. He took a step forward, his presence exuding a cold aura of power and authority.

"Zhang Hao, your arrogance knows no bounds. You think you can bully my Junior Brother and get away with it? Today, I'm here to teach you a lesson in humility," Yu Feng's voice resonated with a calm yet commanding tone.

The crowd fell into silence, eagerly awaiting the confrontation between the two. They had heard rumors about Zhang Hao's tyrannical behavior, and seeing someone stand up to him was like a breath of fresh air.

Zhang Hao, taken aback by Yu Feng's strong demeanor, was he trying to put on a facade of confidence?

"Hmph! You think you can defeat me? I am the future prodigy of this sect, destined for greatness!"

Yu Feng's expression remained unwavering.

Without wasting another moment, Yu Feng made his move. In a blink of an eye, he closed the distance between him and Zhang Hao, striking with lightning speed.

His palm shot out, aiming for Zhang Hao's chest. However, Zhang Hao managed to dodge in the nick of time, his sneer widening. "Is that all you've got? I expected more from someone who dared to confront me!"

The spectators gasped in anticipation, their eyes fixed on the intense exchange. The air was thick with tension as Yu Feng and Zhang Hao engaged in a battle of skill and willpower.

Yu Feng's movements were fluid and precise, each strike carrying a calculated force. His training during this past few days started to show, leaving Zhang Hao on the defensive.

As the fight continued, Zhang Hao's arrogant facade started to crumble. He struggled to keep up with Yu Feng's relentless assault, making his confidence fade with each blow.

Feeling the weight of his own inability, Zhang Hao's frustration grew. He unleashed a flurry of attacks, making his movements becoming more erratic and desperate.

But Yu Feng remained composed, his movements guided by years of disciplined training of not following short cuts and unwavering focus. He effortlessly dodge Zhang Hao's attacks, seizing every opportunity to counter with precision.

With a final, decisive strike, Yu Feng's palm connected with Zhang Hao's chest, sending him flying backward. Zhang Hao crashed into a nearby wall, leaving a visible dent in its structure. The crowd erupted in astonishment and applause.

Yu Feng stood tall, his eyes locked on Zhang Hao, who struggled to get up. The once-arrogant young man now wore a humbled expression, his pride shattered.

"Remember this lesson, Zhang Hao," Yu Feng's voice echoed through the dormitory. "You shouldn't just go blatantly bully my Junior Brother!"