The elders, too, were on the verge of losing their patience. They even had the impulse to strangle Lin Feng for the provocation. He was tarnishing the sect's name out in the open. His every action implicates the sect as a whole. They came here to attract cultivators, not to scare them with their tyranny.
The elders even let out a trace of killing intent looking at their young master. However, they swiftly regained their composure and concealed their anger.
They were shocked to see the change in Long Tian too. They could see the aura of the boy change and target the son of their sect master like a predator looking at its prey. As experienced cultivators, they have better knowledge and sensitivity towards auras.
Long Tian's emotions were in a mess, a mixture of anger, frustration, and thirst for the blood of the person who dared to insult his mother.
He has been bottling up his pain and suffering for all these years, and now Lin Feng's words were like a stone that broke the bottle and all of those emotions and feelings were let loose.
An image of his mother passed through his mind, followed by the consequences of his actions. Summoning his inner strength, Long Tian managed to muster a semblance of self-control. He did not care if his actions affected him, but he did not want them to affect his mother.
With each step he took back onto the stage, he could feel the churning tempest of his emotions gradually subside. His mind became clearer and clearer.
The turmoil within him seemed to quieten, replaced by a quiet determination to protect his mother and not repeat the mistakes of the past.
As he walked back onto the stage, a mixture of anticipation and anxiety settled within the crowd.
The elders, observing the entire scene with their keen eyes, exchanged knowing glances.
They were well aware that Lin Feng's actions had ignited a spark that would make them fight against each other.
Yet, they chose just to watch from the sidelines, willing to let the boy get through the humiliation he was about to face.
Standing before Lin Feng, Long Tian stared at the trembling boy with a cold gaze.
"What are you waiting for? Come at me. Didn't you say you wanted to fight? I'm right here. Why aren't you attacking already?"
Long Tian's mocking voice snapped Lin Feng out of his momentary daze, prompting him to gather his composure.
'How can I tremble before a commoner? It must have been an illusion. I'll show him what it means to take what rightfully belongs to me. I'll unleash my full power and "accidentally" end him.'
With newfound resolve, Lin Feng's thoughts shifted towards reasserting his dominance.
'I will prove that I deserve what's rightfully mine, and I'll make sure he pays for not recognizing Mount Tai.'
A grim determination ignited in Lin Feng's eyes, fueled by his pride and the desire to reclaim his lost status.
Turning his gaze towards the elders, Lin Feng's voice carried an air of superiority and a demand for obedience.
"Elders, it is imperative that you refrain from interfering in our fight. The contest shall only conclude when one of us concedes defeat."
The elders masked their glee behind serious expressions, secretly making fun of Lin Feng's high and mighty act. They already knew the outcome of this match.
'Let's see if you still act like this when he is done with you,' they mused with veiled disdain.
With a vicious look, Lin Feng positioned himself into a combat stance.
His every movement was calculated and precise.
Without wasting a moment, he propelled himself forward, his body slicing through the air as he advanced towards Long Tian.
His right hand coiled with power and formed the shape of a claw, poised to deliver a forceful strike aimed directly at Long Tian's chest.
In a split second, the tension of the situation suspended in the air as the figure of Lin Feng arrived closer and closer to Long Tian.
In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Long Tian, and his claw made its way towards Long Tian's chest.
Looking deep into his eyes, Lin Feng grinned at his sure victory.
But before he could enjoy his victory any further, Long Tian made his move for the first time.
Without looking away from his eyes, the black-haired boy stepped to the side, dodging the attack with ease.
Lin Feng, whose attack was evaded, could not stop his momentum, so his body moved forward for a few steps before coming to a halt. He turned to look at the emotionless face of the boy, and his anger shot up.
'It must have been a fluke!!'
With that thought, he charged once again with the same attack, his anger flaring at its peak.
As the punch came closer once again, Long Tian remained nonchalant about the attack.
In a move that seemed almost casual, he moved to the side, swiftly evading the attack.
Using the momentum of his body, Long Tian shifted his body weight, aligning his left hand perfectly to intercept Lin Feng's punch. He decided to meet Lin Feng's punch head-on; their punches collided, and a sharp thud resonated. As a result, Lin Feng was sent a few steps back.
As the boy's feet staggered, he took this opportunity and closed in on him. Not giving up on the opening, he punched Lin Feng's face with a very fast speed.
Under the astonished eyes of every one, two punches at a very fast speed plummeted onto the boy's face.
Lin Feng gained hold of himself and created some distance. Using this opportunity, he stabilized his body.
As soon as he gained his balance back, he charged straight at Long Tian, who did the same. Lin Feng was smiling in his mind, seeing his speed.
'So Speed is your weakness? Haha~~. Now that I know your weakness, you are dead.'
Lin Feng rejoiced, finally seeing the hope he had been looking for all this time.