A Good Romance
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Ling Han had already heard of Feng Yan's name many times.
At the Seven Wind Mountains, he had met Feng Luo and heard of Feng Yan's name for the first time. Li Hao and the others held him in high esteem. Then, during the Da Yuan Tournament, Feng Yan's name was often brought up. This was a genius that could overshadow Qi Yong Ye, Li Dong Yue, and the others.
When he arrived at Huyang University, he found out that this person's ability could rank in the top ten among the True Disciples, and even had the right to challenge the three Core Disciples.
Because of Feng Luo, he could not avoid coming into conflict with him.
Today, he was finally going to meet him.
"Haha, Brother Feng, no matter when you come, I will welcome you with open arms," the Third Imperial Prince said loudly, laughing loudly.
"Xiu," a figure shot into the courtyard. It was a slender man with bright eyebrows and bright eyes. He had a head full of thick black hair, and it was as if there was a layer of divine light enveloping his entire body, exuding a faint radiance that would make others admire him with a single look.
Ling Han's eyes suddenly narrowed. Seventh layer of Gushing Spring Tier!
Before the New Year, wasn't this person only in the third layer of Gushing Spring Tier? How did he suddenly advance four small tiers in a mere two months' time? This was even more awesome than Ling Han!
This guy must have obtained some extremely great fortune. Otherwise, Ling Han was already a medicine pot, and with the perfect combination of an Immortal Grade Spirit Base and an Immortal Grade cultivation technique, who could surpass him in the advancement of cultivation?
Feng Yan, even among the younger generation of Rain Country, was famous, and no one dared to underestimate him. This person could very possibly advance into Spiritual Pedestal Tier, and become a powerful warrior of Rain Country's Martial Art.
"Brother Feng …" the Third Imperial Prince stood up and clasped his hands in greeting. Though his cultivation level was higher than Ling Han's, he did not have a sliver of divine sense from Ling Han's previous life in Heaven Tier. Separated by such a long distance, he could not discern Feng Yan's cultivation level. Moreover, who would go and observe another person's cultivation level for no reason?
"Third Imperial Prince." Feng Yan also cupped his hands in greeting. His gaze swept across the crowd, and he said, "I have taken the liberty of coming here today for two reasons. One, to pay my respects to Third Imperial Prince. Two, I have heard that a certain despicable person who framed my younger brother and almost caused him to be expelled from the Academy is also here."
When he said the last sentence, his gaze stopped on Ling Han. Obviously, he recognized Ling Han.
The Third Prince's heart skipped a beat, and a surge of anger rose within him.
It was obvious that Feng Yan was here to seek revenge. The problem was, this was a banquet that he had organized, and Feng Yan had come to make trouble just like that. This was not giving him any face at all. He indeed thought highly of Feng Yan, but Feng Yan was only a martial artist after all. To be honest, Feng Yan's cultivation level was not even as high as his, and the only thing that could make him think highly of Feng Yan was his future potential.
In terms of background, the Feng Clan was only in Gushing Spring Tier, and in terms of personal ability, Feng Yan was only in the third layer of Gushing Spring Tier. What right did he have to not give him face?
In the Third Imperial Prince's heart, Ling Han, who had the backing of two Big Bosses of alchemy, was obviously far more important than Feng Yan. Thus, he naturally did not hesitate and decided to support Ling Han. He said, "Brother Feng, I was also present during the incident with your younger brother, and I can guarantee that it was indeed your younger brother who wanted to frame Brother Ling."
Yet Ling Han frowned, because according to Feng Yan's words, he had "almost been expelled from the Academy". That meant that Feng Luo was still staying in the Academy.
What was going on?
He wanted to deal with an old lecher, but ended up suffering a setback. Now, he had just chased Feng Luo out of the Academy, and now this Feng Yan had appeared. He did not know what method he had used to drag Feng Luo back into the Academy.
"Heng, the Academy has already investigated and found that it was all Wei He Le's fault. He was the one who stole the badge that I lent to Feng Luo. And I suspect that Wei He Le is in cahoots with Ling Han, and is purposely framing my younger brother, "Feng Yan said darkly.
F * * *, could he not be so shameless?
All of this was obviously planned by Feng Luo, so why was it that when it came from Feng Yan's mouth, he became the victim instead? Black and white had been reversed just like that?
Yet Ling Han was not the slightest bit angered. History was written by the victors in the first place. In this world, those with bigger fists were the truth, the truth. However, what he did not understand was that Feng Yan was obviously only in the seventh layer of Gushing Spring Tier, so how could he be so confident and fearless?
One had to know that even if Feng Yan had broken through to Spiritual Ocean Tier, he was still a subject of Rain Country, and had not reached the level where he could break away from the power of the royal family. This would require him to at least be in Spiritual Pedestal Tier, and if he was in Flower Blossom Tier, then he would have already transcended the mortal realm.
Feng Yan should definitely not be such a stupid person.
The Third Imperial Prince had not thought that Feng Yan would dare to oppose him. His mind spun quickly. Could it be that Feng Yan had thrown his lot in with Eldest Brother or Seventh Brother, and that was why he was not afraid of him? But no matter what, a mere subject actually dared to talk back to him in his face. This was a provocation, and something he could not tolerate.
"Feng Yan, be careful with your words." He withdrew his smile, and his expression was completely serious, exuding a faint sense of authority.
Once the Emperor was enraged, blood would flow for thousands of miles.
Though the Third Imperial Prince was not the Emperor yet, he could use the power of the nation to a limited extent, which instantly elevated him to a high and mighty position, as if he was an emperor, causing others to only feel reverence in their hearts.
"Third Imperial Prince, hand him over to me, and I will give you face and not kill him." Feng Yan was not afraid at all, and instead raised his conditions to the Third Imperial Prince.
The entire crowd was in an uproar.
Had Feng Yan gone mad? That was the Third Imperial Prince, the strongest person in Huyang University, and his own power was enough to suppress Feng Yan. What more when he was the Imperial Prince of the empire, and his power could be said to be monstrous.
Even if the Third Imperial Prince was very shrewd, when he heard these words, his face still trembled slightly, showing the fury in his heart. He took a deep breath, suppressed all these emotions, and said calmly, "You've gone a bit too far."
"Does the Third Imperial Prince not want to hand him over?" Feng Yan revealed a mocking smile.
"Could it be that you still dare to make a move in front of me?" the Third Imperial Prince said coldly. He was really angered now.
"Capturing evil people is everyone's responsibility. The Third Imperial Prince wouldn't be thinking of shielding me, right?" Feng Yan strode forward, actually not afraid of the Third Imperial Prince at all.
"Impudent!" Zi Yan jumped out, and with a wave of her hands, a gleaming blue dagger appeared in each of her hands. She charged towards Feng Yan. Shua, shua, shua, the blue light danced, forming a sky full of sword images, as if it was a screen of light.
"Insignificant tricks." Feng Yan snorted, and punched out.
This punch of his was terrifyingly strong, as if a mountain was pressing down. The punch had just been thrown out, but Zi Yan's face had already turned pale, and her head of black hair began to dance, as if a hurricane had started.
Bang!
Before this punch had even landed, Zi Yan had already been sent flying by a powerful force, and an arrow of blood shot out of her mouth in midair.
This, this, this, everyone was shocked. Feng Yan actually dared to attack and injure someone. Had he gone mad, or did he have some shocking trump card?
"Trash." The Third Imperial Prince snorted lightly. He was already angry, and his subordinate had been defeated with a single punch, causing him to lose control of his emotions, and he could not help but spit out these two words.
As if she had received a heavy blow, Zi Yan's delicate body trembled again, and she spat out another mouthful of blood.
However, Feng Yan only stared at Ling Han, and said darkly, "You are very daring."
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