12 Fei Hong, We Met Again

The person who was teasing Fei Hong from outside of the door was Ding Fei. The one who kicked Fei Hong down the mountain in the entrance trial six months ago.

It was said that Ding Fei was a genius and had a very high talent. After passing the entry trial easily, and after half a year of cultivation, he was already at the cultivation base of the second level of the Imperial Realm at this moment. He had already received the attention of several elders, and may soon be able to join the core disciples of this school. The elders would become his teachers. This was much better than what Fei Hong was having. He was already stuck with his master Hao Zhou as soon as he entered the premises of the sect.

Fei Hong just glanced at Ding Fei and shook his head. Then, he turned around and pleaded with Senior Brother Lin. "Brother, you see, this Junior really has nothing to exchange for the copy at this moment. Can you allow it this time? I'll be owing you for it."

When Brother Lin heard this, his smile faded slightly. He touched the low-level magic talisman on the table, and thought for a while before asking, "Junior brother Fei is Master Hao's disciple, right?"

Fei Hong nodded, and glanced at Ding Fei who just walked in with a few people. They stood aside, looking at him.

He didn't believe that Ding Fei could do anything stupid here, so he still ignored him and replied to Senior Brother Lin: "Yes, but I don't know where Senior Brother is going with that."

"Hmm..." Senior Brother Lin nodded slightly: "Then, I have a proposition for you. I have a few pieces of black iron which I got from my exchange for someone else's, so can I bother Junior Brother to help me forge a close-fitting armor?"

As Fei Hong listened, he began to think in his heart. Only then did he slowly realized how important his master's craft was. The ability and talent of refining tools was very important. And because blacsmiths couldn't improve their own cultivation level, most people would not choose to practice refining tools. Although he had never made an armor beforr, he was one of the only two forgers on the Angong mountain.

For people with a low cultivation base, a master armor can save their lives at critical moments.

After a few heart beats, Fei Hong made up his mind and nodded: "Okay, senior brother Lin. I accept." Since Brother Lin could trust him, he would live up to his expectations.

After hearing the words, Senior Brother Lin returned smile to his face again, and handed Fei Hong a cloth bag with the pieces of black iron in it. He turned around and took out a rubbing copy of the Golden Heaven Technique from the book shelf and handed it to Fei Hong.

Fei Hong thanked him, turned around and walked out of the library. He had only taken a few steps, when Ding Fei suddenly sneered and stopped him. "Fool, I didn't expect you to survive the kick. You should be happy that I didn't kick you to death. Do you want to thank me for helping you to get into this sect?"

Ding Fei burst into laughter and the people around him joined him to laugh. But Fei Hong frowned and bit his teeth with hatred. He really couldn't bear Ding Fei, but he understood that the gap between the two of them at the level of cultivation was like the gap between the sky and the earth. He would have loved to step forward and beat Ding Fei severely.

"Oh, look, our Junior Brother Fei is angry! Do you want me to kick you again?! Haha..."

At this moment, Fei Hong couldn't help it anymore. He turned around and hurriedly rushed towards Ding Fei!

Ding Fei had already opened up the upper three chakras at this moment, and his cultivation base was one level higher than Fei Hong. Although he saw that Fei Hong's agility at the first level of the chakras had greatly increased, he still didn't pay attention to him. So seeing Fei Hong rushed towards him, Ding Fei just opened his feet slightly, ready to take Fei Hong's blow.

When Ding Fei saw Fei Hong made a fist and was about to punch him in the face, he hurriedly waved his palm to meet his blows. However, he did not expect that Fei Hong, who suddenly yelled, would twist his body so quickly, and hit him on the shoulder with a fist!

Ding Fei gave a sneer and waved his arms to each other, only hearing a "bang", the two quickly separated.

Fei Hong looked at Ding Fei, who didn't flinch, with a bit of surprise. He couldn't help sighing at the gap in their level of cultivation. Fei Hong knew that the strength of his natural punches was great, but it had no effect on Ding Fei.

"Hehe, just relying on your natural power to suppress me?!" Ding Fei asked aloud, but his heart was beating faster. If he hadn't been a little careful of Fei Hong, he might have been beaten back now. He heard it half a year ago. Saying that Fei Hong lifted the stone lion in front of the door, it seemed that there was no exaggeration.

"Junior Brother Fei, Junior Brother Ding, what are you doing?"

A serious voice came, and everyone turned to look, only to see Zhang Long walking slowly.

"Brother!" Ding Fei bowed respectfully. He was very hopeful that he will be accepted by elder Cao Wang as his student, so of course he should have a good relationship with Zhang Long, who was elder Cao Wang's core disciple.

Zhang Long smiled and nodded, and walked to Fei Hong's side: "Junior Brother Fei, Master Hao is looking for you, let us go."

Fei Hong didn't know that Zhang Long needed him for his own use too, but nodded hastily, and then left with him.