Fight

"I will definitely visit the Xueyue Saint Academy in the future if I have the chance," Lin Feng's voice was calm, but it sent a slight tremor through the crowd's hearts. To enter the Xueyue Saint Academy, one would need to surpass the Fallen Snow Prince and the Great Peng Prince among the Eight Princes first. Otherwise, even if Lin Feng truly set foot there, it would only be a disgrace to himself.

No one doubted Lin Feng's determination. Although they had never interacted with Lin Feng before, this battle was enough for them to understand him. He was tenacious, arrogant, and unrestrained, without arrogance but possessing a strong backbone. Even in the face of mortal danger, he was still willing to fight. What he said would not be a lie.

Lin Feng had a heart that aspired to be strong, extremely firm. Even the Great Peng Prince would eventually be surpassed in his eyes.

The people of the Xueyue Saint Academy stared at Lin Feng one by one, their faces ugly. This man was no longer mocking the Xueyue in front of a few disciples, but in front of everyone, declaring that the Xueyue was lacking, treating the Xueyue Saint Academy as if it were nothing.

Arrogance, unparalleled arrogance.

The leader of the Xueyue Saint Academy's eyes flickered, releasing a cold aura. With a cracking sound, the stone chair under his feet suddenly cracked, and his body stood up.

"The Xueyue Saint Academy awaits your visit at any time."

Leaving behind a cold remark, he floated down from the viewing platform, then strode away, looking quite chic.

The others from the Xueyue Saint Academy also looked at Lin Feng with cold eyes, following that person and slowly walking towards the edge of the Xueyue Saint Academy's martial arts field.

As they gradually walked away, a slight sound came out. Beside Long Ding, the stone chair that the man had been sitting on just now suddenly cracked, and then shattered, with the powder inside slowly flowing towards the ground. The inside of the stone chair had already been crushed into powder by the opponent's energy.

Soon, in the huge martial arts field, only the crowd from the Tianyi Academy remained. Long Ding looked deeply at Lin Feng, and he had not expected to be so shocked by this battle. Lin Feng had given him too much of a surprise.

However, Long Ding also understood that after this battle, Hei Mo probably would not return to Tianyi.

The crowd's gaze still lingered on Lin Feng. From today onwards, among the top ten disciples of Tianyi Academy, there would be one name, Lin Feng.

After today, the name Lin Feng would be known to everyone in Tianyi Academy.

"Alright, let's end things here for today, everyone disperse." Long Ding stood up, glanced at the crowd, and finally looked at Lin Feng, saying, "Lin Feng, you should also go back and rest well, and heal your injuries."

Lin Feng nodded slightly, then stepped off the battle platform, with Mengqing quietly following behind him.

As soon as Lin Feng took a few steps, many figures came forward. Li Fei, Jingyun, and others were here. Today was the day Lin Feng challenged Hei Mo, and they naturally wouldn't miss it.

"Are you alright?" Li Fei walked up, directly supporting Lin Feng, with a hint of concern in her eyes. This guy was still so arrogant, never knowing how to restrain himself, no matter who his opponent was or what kind of crowd he was facing.

Just now, Li Fei and the others were all sweating for Lin Feng, but their strength was not as good as Lin Feng's. They couldn't do anything but watch what happened.

Lin Feng smiled at Li Fei, causing her to pause for a moment, then slightly loosened her grip, glaring at Lin Feng fiercely. What was this guy thinking about all day? Didn't he know to care about his injuries?

"He's not dead, so what could happen to me?" Lin Feng touched his head. Hei Mo's injuries were not light either. The sword just now had pierced Hei Mo's chest, but the physical fitness of a martial artist was too strong. It hadn't hit his heart, nor had it injured his internal organs. Shedding some blood was nothing.

"The people of the Yu Family are shameless," Yuan Shan said coldly, his eyes still filled with anger.

"They are not only shameless," Duan Feng also said angrily, "If it weren't for the Second Prince today, they would probably have really gone after Big Brother Lin Feng."

Everyone nodded slightly. Today was indeed very dangerous. Fortunately, the Second Prince intervened.

"Let's go. On the third floor of the cultivation tower, there are eight cultivation rooms. I have already engraved my name on all of them. If you need to cultivate in the future, just go directly."

Lin Feng said to everyone, causing them to look slightly stunned, smiling bitterly. With Lin Feng's strength, it was indeed not difficult to take over the eight cultivation rooms on the third floor of the cultivation tower.

Arriving at the third floor of the cultivation tower, several people entered the cultivation rooms to cultivate. Lin Feng led Mengqing to the outside of a cultivation room, placed the elemental stones in the groove, and said, "Mengqing, you also cultivate here for a while. I will be in front of you."

"Okay." Mengqing nodded slightly, her enchanting figure entering the cultivation room. Turning around, she saw her looking at Lin Feng and said, "Actually, even if the Second Prince didn't take action today, you would have been fine. You don't need to feel that you owe him too much."

As she spoke, the stone door of the cultivation room slowly closed, leaving Lin Feng outside feeling slightly stunned.

After a moment of daze, Lin Feng shook his head slightly. He didn't know how strong Mengqing's strength was. He only knew that the last time she injured the Xueyue Realm's Blue Shirt who came to him for trouble, she left after injuring him.

As for Mengqing killing another Xueyue Realm powerhouse in self-defense, Lin Feng knew nothing about it.

"Second Prince, Duan Wuya."

Lin Feng murmured, the gentle and mysterious prince made Lin Feng unable to figure him out. Now, he could be sure that the Second Prince, Duan Wuya, was the mastermind behind Tianyi Academy. Both Long Ding and Vice Dean Long listened to him. So, when Lin Feng entered Tianyi Academy and Long Ding granted him privileges, was it all related to the Second Prince, Duan Wuya?

If it was indeed done by Duan Wuya, then what was his purpose? What was there about him that was worth Duan Wuya's scheming?

Talent, potential?

When he first entered the Imperial City and arrived at Tianyi Academy, he was an unknown figure, and no one knew his potential. Even if they did, his talent was probably not enough to catch the eye of Duan Wuya, one of the Eight Princes.

As for influence, that was even more impossible. Lin Feng did not have a prominent family background. He was from the Lin Family in Yangzhou City, and he was even expelled from the family, and the sect was destroyed by D

uan Tianlang.

Shaking his head, Lin Feng couldn't figure it out and didn't want to think about it anymore. He placed the elemental stones in the groove of another stone room and then stepped into the open stone door.

Closing the stone door, Lin Feng sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and directly released the Tianzhao Martial Soul.

In an instant, darkness descended, and Lin Feng seemed to be completely cut off from the outside world, entering his own world.

This time, Lin Feng not only unlocked the first layer of the Tianzhao Martial Soul but also completely unlocked the second layer. In Lin Feng's mind, a brilliant light flickered, and a magnificent spiral color shimmered, supporting a brilliant heavenly book.

The heavenly book, suspended in the air, had already turned to the second page, as if it had been like this since ancient times.

Lin Feng's consciousness looked at the heavenly book, or rather, at what was above the heavenly book.

There, a sword quietly floated.

A black sword, a sword of extinction, a sword of the war god.

At this moment, Lin Feng could truly feel the sword intent transmitted by this sword, sharp, destructive, and unyielding.

This sword had its own intent, its own life, could influence Lin Feng, and let Lin Feng instantly sink into it, completely unaware of the outside world, with all his mind focused on the central intent of that sword.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed. However, Lin Feng still sat with his eyes closed, motionless. His consciousness was still immersed in the sword floating above the heavenly book.

Inside the small cultivation room, a sharp aura was released, containing a hint of destruction and a strong fighting intent.

This sword intent was naturally not emitted by the illusory sword on Lin Feng's Tianzhao Martial Soul, but came from Lin Feng himself. Compared to before, the sword intent emanating from Lin Feng's body now was much stronger. Within the sharp and destructive sword intent, there was an extremely powerful battle intent, an unstoppable disdainful battle intent.

Holding the sword, he wanted to dominate the sky and fight to the end of the world!