Showing Lu Feng his Place

Seeing Mo Qingkuang block his path again, Lu Feng felt like he was going to explode with anger! 

Mo Qingkuang was running leisurely in front of him. Every time Lu Feng changed direction, Mo Qingkuang quickly moved to block him. 

'Damn it! This is pure harassment!' 

Lu Feng changed paths again, and Mo Qingkuang blocked him again. This back-and-forth went on for nearly half a stick of incense, and Lu Feng realized he hadn't progressed a thousand steps. 

No matter how he tried to avoid him, Mo Qingkuang always managed to block his way perfectly! 

Meanwhile, Chen Kong had already overtaken them and was now ahead. 

Lu Feng was furious, nearly grinding his teeth to dust. 

He could sense that Mo Qingkuang was also at the Grandmaster level. Known for his speed, Mo Qingkuang's speed was undoubtedly far superior to his own, as shown by how quickly he had overtaken him earlier. 

Lu Feng resigned himself to the fact, giving face to Mo Qingkuang's Wind Spirit Body, he just wanted to regain his position against Chen Kong. 

But with Mo Qingkuang continuously blocking him, the much slower Chen Kong had already passed him. How could he bear this? 

A cold glint flashed in his eyes. "Mo Qingkuang, you're pushing me too far! You asked for this!" 

He brought his fingers together, forming a sword with his hand. Sword qi flickered between his fingers, stabbing straight at Mo Qingkuang! 

In his fury, he no longer cared about the unspoken rule against fighting. Without fighting, there was no way he could surpass this obstacle called Mo Qingkuang. 

At this rate, not only would he fail to surpass Chen Kong, but even some of the ordinary disciples might surpass him. 

"Mo Qingkuang, you deserve to die!" Lu Feng's sword qi was fierce, aiming for Mo Qingkuang's vital points. 

'You either move out of my way, or you take this strike.' 

Seeing the sword qi coming at him, Mo Qingkuang's eyes narrowed. "You're attacking?" 

'Do you think I'm easy to bully?' 

With a flick of his wrist, he returned the attack with Falling Flower Palm. The three-foot-long sharp sword qi between Lu Feng's fingers dissipated like foam under Mo Qingkuang's palm. 

The powerful repelling effect of the Falling Flower Palm was immediately evident. 

Lu Feng felt an irresistible force strike him, sending him flying backward, falling over a hundred steps. 

"You!" Lu Feng was shocked. Mo Qingkuang's strength at the initial stage of the Grandmaster level was this formidable. With a casual strike, he easily repelled Lu Feng, a second-grade Grandmaster, holding the clear advantage. 

Mo Qingkuang's figure flickered and reappeared in front of Lu Feng, looking down at him. "I heard that Lin Yang's recent rise to fame was by defeating you." 

"Mo Qingkuang! You..." Lu Feng was furious, pointing at Mo Qingkuang, unable to speak. 

Mo Qingkuang's tone was disdainful. "If Lin Yang can defeat you, what makes you think you have the ability to threaten me?" 

Lu Feng suddenly realized it, yes! He was defeated by Lin Yang. 

And the person in front of him, Lin Yang had never gained the upper hand against him. 

For a moment, Lu Feng felt that Mo Qingkuang's words made sense. 

But in the next instant, Lu Feng snapped back. He was a disciple of Yuan Sword Sect, why was he praising this Imperial Academy guy! 

"What do you want?" Lu Feng asked, feeling both helpless and desperate. 

He couldn't outrun him, couldn't outfight him. 

Mo Qingkuang had easily repelled him a hundred steps with a casual palm strike. If he did it a few more times, wouldn't he end up back at the foot of the mountain? 

"Nothing much, just wanted to get to know you better. Let's walk slowly and chat." Mo Qingkuang grinned, showing his neat teeth. 

To Lu Feng, this handsome smile was like that of a devil. 

"There's nothing to get to know between us! Get out of my way." 

"Then show me what you've got." 

At this moment, Li Sheng caught up, seeing Mo Qingkuang continually blocking Lu Feng, forcing him to move at a snail's pace. He felt a sense of empathy. 

A year ago, when Mo Qingkuang first entered the Imperial Academy's inner courtyard, he treated Li Sheng the same way, even more disgustingly and cruelly. 

Li Sheng felt a bit sorry for Lu Feng, deeply understanding that sense of despair. 

However, given their different positions, seeing Mo Qingkuang humiliate Lu Feng like this gave Li Sheng an inexplicable sense of satisfaction. 

"Damn," Li Sheng shook his head, dismissing the unhealthy thought, and continued to rush towards the mountain top. 

Before long, the large group behind them also caught up. 

They saw Mo Qingkuang and Lu Feng's cat-and-mouse act, and everyone froze in place. 

"Why is Senior Brother Lu here?" The disciples of Yuan Sword Sect felt a chill in their hearts. 

Logically, with Senior Brother Lu's speed, he should almost be at the top by now. Unexpectedly, they had caught up to him. 

From the look of things, Mo Qingkuang had blocked Lu Feng here. 

Just now, along the way, they had been mocking Imperial Academy's Mo Qingkuang as an undeserving reputation. Now, their faces burned with shame. 

Seeing Lu Feng's embarrassing attempts to break through, compared to Mo Qingkuang's effortless pursuit and obstruction, the difference in their speeds was undeniably clear. 

They finally understood the strange looks the Imperial Academy disciples gave them when they mocked Mo Qingkuang earlier. 

The Imperial Academy students hadn't retorted. They clearly remembered the odd expressions but couldn't quite place what they were seeing at the time. 

Now they understood it was the look given to fools. 

It was like a bunch of novice players mocking a champion, saying he couldn't play the game. 

The Yuan Sword Sect disciples felt as if every additional glance was a slap in the face. 

None dared greet Lu Feng. They lowered their heads, pretending not to see, quickening their pace to pass Mo Qingkuang and Lu Feng, desperate to leave this troublesome area. 

The Imperial Academy students, who had endured so much mockery, wouldn't let them off easily. Their champion had finally stepped in. 

Mo Qingkuang remained as good as ever at getting under people's skin. 

The shock they felt when he harassed Li Sheng now brought immense satisfaction seeing it happen to their opponent. 

"Brothers from Yuan Sword Sect, why aren't you speaking?" 

"Don't rush off! Your Senior Brother Lu is here, and so is our so-called undeserving Mo Qingkuang. Why don't you ask them who's faster?" 

Hearing the taunts from the Imperial Academy students, the Yuan Sword Sect disciples felt even worse. They ignored the jeers, hastening their pace. 

The Imperial Academy students all gave Mo Qingkuang a thumbs-up before rushing towards the mountaintop. 

Seeing Mo Qingkuang and Lu Feng tangled up and now in the last two positions, Qin Wufeng's face above the clouds was ashen, his lips trembling with anger. 

This Lu Feng, he thought, was utterly disgraceful! 

"Principal Fu, Mo Qingkuang's behavior is unbecoming of a gentleman," Zhou Xuanqing couldn't stand it and spoke up. 

Fu Qing didn't care, casually replying, "So what? I'm fine with him becoming a villain if he can't become a gentleman." 

As he spoke, he secretly gave Mo Qingkuang a thumbs-up, muttering to himself, 'Ah, this kid is like me! If only my Kong Kong was this interesting.' 

'Maybe I should talk to old Zheng about a swap when we get back?'