Who slapped whom?

"Hmph, why waste so many words? Let them duel, and the truth of who is strong and who is weak will be revealed."

Among the voices of the aristocratic youth, some recognized Zuoqiu, the most outstanding descendant of the Zuo family, possessing remarkable talent in martial arts at the second stage of the Spirit Martial Realm at such a young age, which was extremely rare. Lin Feng, on the other hand, was only sixteen or seventeen and couldn't possibly reach such a level.

"Hmph, is it fair to have him fight someone with a recommendation letter? If you have the courage, pick someone from among us."

The person opposite was not a fool, seeing the confidence in the other's demeanor, it wasn't pleasant for Lin Feng.

"No need for excuses. Zuoqiu, just slap that guy a few times to let the others know that nobility is not something these commoners can compare to."

The voice from earlier chimed in again, and this time, Lin Feng's gaze instantly turned to the speaker, a young man in a yellow shirt, around seventeen or eighteen, with a proud expression on his face.

"Don't worry, Baize. Even if you hadn't said it, I would still slap him a few times to make him understand the consequences of being insolent."

Zuoqiu sneered.

"Heh, that's good. Just don't disgrace the Zuo family's reputation."

Baize smirked darkly. Zuoqiu's strength was no weaker than that of the senior students at Tianyi Academy. Dealing with a commoner without even a recommendation letter would be easy.

"Disgrace the Zuo family's reputation? Is that even possible?"

Zuoqiu's eyes flashed with disdain as he looked at Lin Feng, holding his head high and saying coldly, "If you're willing to slap yourself, I might not even have to intervene."

"There are always fools everywhere."

Lin Feng muttered, casting a casual glance at Duan Yu beside him, who didn't bother to remind Zuoqiu, just standing there quietly observing.

Perhaps news of him being slapped by Lin Feng would soon spread, which would certainly be embarrassing for her. If Lin Feng were to demonstrate his strength in public at this moment, at least she wouldn't look too bad, otherwise, others might think she, Duan Yu, was easily slapped by just anyone.

"Fool?"

The crowd couldn't help but show amused expressions upon hearing Lin Feng's words. The aristocratic youths also started to jeer.

"Zuoqiu, the commoner you just mentioned is calling you a fool."

"Heh heh, Zuoqiu, it seems you're not very intimidating."

Voices rang out, grating on Zuoqiu's ears, making his expression even colder.

"Not only will I slap you, but I'll also slap them, so that your lesson will be more profound."

Zuoqiu scanned Lin Feng's companions behind him. His words sent a chill down Lin Feng's spine, stirring a trace of coldness in his heart. He didn't want trouble, but trouble seemed to seek him out.

"Finished with your nonsense?" Lin Feng's voice was icy, causing Zuoqiu's expression to stiffen, anger surging within him.

With a tremble, Zuoqiu moved forward, his palm raised, and then, with a sudden force, he brought it down, carrying a ferocious and chilling gust.

If this slap connected, it would be enough to send someone flying.

A faint smirk played at the corner of Lin Feng's lips. He raised his palm slightly, lightning-fast, blocking Zuoqiu's arm, leaving his hand suspended in mid-air.

"Hmm?" Zuoqiu's gaze narrowed. This guy had quite the strength to block his arm like that.

"Do you think brute force alone is effective?"

Zuoqiu said coldly, a flame erupting from his body, scorching hot. He opened his mouth, and with a breath, a raging flame, directly aimed at Lin Feng.

"What an unusual martial technique."

The crowd's gaze froze, expecting Lin Feng to be in trouble.

However, at this moment, another palm shot out from behind, countless palm prints filled with vigor, directly engulfing the flame and heading towards Zuoqiu.

Zuoqiu's expression froze, his feet stomping on the ground as he moved his arm away from Lin Feng. At the same time, he raised both hands, conjuring a flaming dragon to counter the incoming palm prints.

The intense heat surged wildly, Zuoqiu's eyes icy, thinking he had underestimated Lin Feng.

Just then, behind the barrage of palm prints, suddenly, a palm emerged, rapidly expanding in Zuoqiu's pupils.

"Retreat."

Zuoqiu's expression slightly froze, muttering lowly in his heart, but it was too late.

"Clap..."

A crisp and resounding sound echoed, leaving everyone stunned, including Zuoqiu.

Zuoqiu, who wanted to slap Lin Feng, ended up being slapped instead?

Lin Feng's strength wasn't great; Zuoqiu even stood firmly in place. But what hurt more was his dignity, utterly ruined by this slap.

"You dare hit me?"

Zuoqiu seemed not to have figured out what had happened yet, his hand touching his own face, his eyes showing bloodshot veins.

"I called myself a commoner, and I didn't retaliate. It's not that I'm afraid, but I disdain it."

Lin Feng ignored Zuoqiu's foolish question, "But you have tested my patience several times, offering your face for me to slap. If I didn't slap you now, it wouldn't be disdain, but rather being seen as afraid. So, get lost."

After Lin Feng's words, he slapped again, but this time, with much more force, sending Zuoqiu flying.

Hearing Zuoqiu's fall to the ground, the crowd trembled slightly. This slap was ruthless.

Lin Feng turned his gaze to Zhong Ling, making her involuntarily retreat a step, her heart filled with fear.

"To you, I feel the same disdain."

A hint of mockery played at Lin Feng's lips, making Zhong Ling's pupils shrink, her face extremely ugly, embarrassed, utterly humiliated.

"I'll kill you."

At this moment, Zuoqiu roared, climbing up from the ground, shouting, "Xiaoyue."

As the words fell, the fierce Xiaoyue wolf pounced towards Lin Feng, its speed astonishing, its sharp claws slashing through the air, emitting a white light, aiming at Lin Feng.

"Beast."

Lin Feng's voice was low as he emitted a brilliant light, and the next moment, the crowd saw Xiaoyue wolf's body falling from the sky, prostrate on the ground. After a moment, it ceased to breathe.

"It's a sword, the light just now was a sword light."

The crowd was shocked, what a fast sword. Just one strike killed the spirit beast Xiaoyue wolf.

"You..." Zuoqiu's eyes were fierce and terrifying.

"If you don't want to keep your mouth shut forever, it's best not to let me hear you speak again."

Lin Feng's icy threat made Zuoqiu immediately shut his mouth. Though his gaze was extremely dark, he didn't dare to say another word.

"Heh, this is their arrogance. They truly live up to being the offspring of nobility, turning into cowards in the face of difficulty, unable to withstand even the slightest adversity."

A piercing voice of mockery rang out, making the faces of those aristocratic youths extremely unpleasant. They had just been clamoring for Zuoqiu to teach Lin Feng a lesson, to slap Lin Feng and embarrass those commoners. However, they didn't expect Zuoqiu not only to fail to slap Lin Feng but to be slapped twice instead.

These two slaps felt like they had landed on them instead.

"Zuoqiu, you really gave face to the Zuo family."

Baize said coldly, causing Zuoqiu's expression to stiffen, almost spitting out blood in anger, this bastard who kicked someone when they were down.

However, thinking of the people behind the Bai family, Zuoqiu could only suppress his anger.

But just then, Lin Feng's eyes fell squarely on Baize, causing Baize's eyes to slightly narrow.

"Earlier, did you ask him to slap me a few times?"

Lin Feng looked at Baize and asked calmly, causing the crowd to fall silent once again.

Lin Feng, provoking Baize again?

Seeing Baize looking at himself without saying a word, Lin Feng's lips showed a hint of indifference.

"You asked him to slap me, and now that he can't, should you do it yourself? Let others also know how mighty the nobility you speak of is?"

Lin Feng's provocative words resounded in the ears of the crowd, instantly causing those commoner martial artists without backgrounds to laugh.

"Baize, you insulted others earlier, now that someone is looking for you, why are you hiding there?"

"Baize, you said that nobility is something that commoners cannot compare to. Why don't you prove it? Do you nobles, other than having a sharp tongue, have no other skills?"

Sharp voices rang out one after another, even the gazes of those aristocratic youths fell on Baize, wondering if he would accept Lin Feng's challenge.