A Good Romance
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Peng, peng, peng, peng. Feng Yan's fists landed on the Blood Sucking Origin Gold, and actually reflected rays of silver light. That was the Origin Power breaking apart upon impact, once again turning back into Spiritual Qi.
Feng Yan's strength was not enough to break through the Blood Sucking Origin Gold, but his strength was far above Ling Han's. The huge force of the rebound was like waves crashing against Ling Han, causing him to involuntarily retreat, retreat, and retreat.
Seeing that the blade was getting further and further away from Feng Luo's shoulder, Ling Han snorted coldly, and six flashes of Sword Qi sliced through at the same time. Pu, Feng Luo's left arm also could not escape the fate of being chopped off.
"Ah!" Feng Luo had already fainted from the pain, but this time, he was once again awakened by the pain.
Ling Han's figure retreated quickly, and he withdrew his left hand. The Blood Sucking Origin Gold once again turned into a ring, wrapping around his wrist. His face was slightly pale. After all, even with the Body of Dead Tree, receiving such a force of rebound still made his insides feel as if they were boiling, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
The entire place was silent once again.
At first glance, in the clash between the two of them, Feng Yan naturally had the upper hand. With a punch through the air, he had forced Ling Han back, but Ling Han was still able to chop off Feng Luo's other arm with a single strike, and even managed to retreat unscathed. So it was Ling Han who had won again.
Awesome, he was really too awesome. Not only did he have the strength, he also had the guts.
Feng Yan's face was filled with murderous intent, and it materialized and wrapped around his body. His younger brother's arms had been crippled in front of him, and this caused his murderous intent to burn. He definitely had to kill Ling Han, or else he would not rest.
"Your actions just now have personally given away your own life," he said expressionlessly as he walked towards Ling Han. He said expressionlessly as he walked towards Ling Han. With a wave of his right hand, he drew out the long saber at his waist. It was as cold as autumn water, and was obviously a Divine Weapon.
Ling Han smiled faintly, and said, "You've already attacked twice, and I'm still standing here perfectly fine. You're just so-so …" Although he said this, he did not dare to underestimate him in the slightest. after all, there was a difference of seven levels between their cultivation levels.
"Today, no one will be able to save you," Feng Yan said coldly. Every step he took made a heavy sound, as if he was stepping on someone's heart, making them feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Oh, could it be that the surname of Rain Country is Feng now?" A clear voice rang out, and a tall man walked over. He looked to be about thirty years old, and his appearance was quite handsome. He was dressed in a crimson brocade robe, and had the bearing of a king.
One meter behind the man was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man who was following him closely.
"The Crown Prince is the Crown Prince!"
"Eh? Why is the First Prince here? Didn't he leave the academy two years ago?"
"It's just a coincidence."
"Hehe, this is going to be fun. Feng Yan thinks of himself as the big boss of the academy, but the First Imperial Prince is the real master. Are they going to fight it out?"
"No matter how powerful Feng Yan is, he wouldn't dare to go head to head with the Eldest Imperial Prince, right?"
"That's not necessarily the case. Earlier, Feng Luo was acting so arrogantly. Now that Feng Yan wanted to kill someone in public, it's clear that he doesn't care about the Emperor's laws."
"Just wait."
Everyone was talking at once. The situation had developed to this point, and even the Eldest Imperial Prince had joined in.
"Feng Yan, why aren't you paying your respects when you see the Eldest Imperial Prince?" the middle-aged man behind the Eldest Imperial Prince shouted coldly.
Feng Yan hesitated slightly, then clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Feng Yan greets the Eldest Imperial Prince!"
How arrogant, he actually only clasped his hands in greeting.
The middle-aged man was about to shout again, but when he saw the Eldest Imperial Prince stretch out his hand, he forcefully swallowed back his words.
"Feng Yan, step down," the Eldest Imperial Prince said calmly.
"This person crippled my younger brother's arms, so I want his life," Feng Yan said in a calm tone, but there was an undeniable insistence in his voice.
The Eldest Imperial Prince could not help but look displeased. With his status, aside from the leaders of the Eight Great Clans, Lian Guang Zu, Wu Song Lin, and a few others, who else would dare not give him face?
"Feng Yan, you've gone too far," the Eldest Imperial Prince said coldly. Though he was not the Son of Heaven, to a certain extent, he represented the Imperial Family. His words carried enormous weight, so how could he be refused?
"Heng, he crippled my younger brother, so I'm taking his life. Isn't that fair?" Feng Yan displayed his unreasonable and domineering side, not even giving the slightest bit of face to the Eldest Imperial Prince.
"Feng Yan, do you know what you are doing?" the Eldest Imperial Prince said darkly. He, too, was angered.
Under the heavens, all lands belonged to the Imperial Family. Who dared to disobey the Son of Heaven's command?
"I've long heard that the Eldest Imperial Prince was a Core Disciple of the previous generation's Huyang University, so allow me to experience it for myself," Feng Yan said.
The whole crowd was in an uproar. Feng Yan actually dared to go against the Eldest Imperial Prince?
Putting aside his status as the Eldest Imperial Prince, when he had left the Academy two years ago, he had the status of a Core Disciple. Now, though he had not broken through to the Spiritual Ocean Tier, he was definitely someone who had reached the ninth spring of the Gushing Spring Tier. Added with the Eldest Imperial Prince's outstanding talent in Martial Art, he was practically invincible in the Gushing Spring Tier.
At present, the Third Imperial Prince was the strongest in Hu Yang Academy, but he was only in the seventh layer of Gushing Spring Tier. Against the Eldest Imperial Prince, he would most likely lose. Feng Yan was only a True Disciple, so where did he get his courage and confidence from?
The Eldest Imperial Prince could not help but become even more furious. Not only did this Feng Yan dare to disobey his orders, he even wanted to challenge him. How audacious of him! However, as the First Prince, he was very shrewd and would naturally not show his emotions on his face. He said calmly, "Do you really want to challenge me?"
"Please," Feng Yan said very straightforwardly. His entire aura surged, and he emitted a domineering aura.
"Seventh layer of Gushing Spring Tier!" The Eldest Imperial Prince could not help but look shocked. How did Feng Yan manage to rise to such a high level all of a sudden?
"What, seventh layer of Gushing Spring Tier, is that true?"
"Since the First Prince has said so, it should be true."
"No wonder he dared to challenge the Eldest Imperial Prince. So he has cultivation in the seventh layer of Gushing Spring Tier."
"That's not right. So what if he is in the Spiritual Ocean Tier? That is the Eldest Imperial Prince we are talking about!"
"That's true. I really don't know where Feng Yan's backing comes from. Could it be that he really is the illegitimate son of the Headmaster?"
Everyone exclaimed in shock. Seventh layer of Gushing Spring Tier, and he was already on par with the Third Imperial Prince! But taking into account Feng Yan's age, he could really be considered the strongest genius of Rain Country.
"No wonder he dared to challenge me!" The Eldest Imperial Prince's expression darkened, and he said, "Then make your move!"
Feng Yan did not hold back, and with a single leap, he leapt towards the Third Imperial Prince. He did not use his saber, and merely punched out with his fists. There was a layer of silver light wrapped around his fists, and it exuded a powerful and domineering aura.
"Using fists in front of me?" The Eldest Imperial Prince humphed. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he similarly punched out with his fists. Instantly, it was as if an emperor had descended, causing everyone's heart to palpitate. They only wanted to prostrate themselves on the ground and pledge allegiance to the Eldest Imperial Prince.
Son of Heaven Fist Technique!
Peng, peng, peng, peng. The two of them continued to exchange blows, and the Eldest Imperial Prince had the upper hand.
His cultivation level was high, his power was strong, and the Son of Heaven Fist Technique that he used was even more superior in terms of grade. If he still did not have the upper hand, then it would really be unreasonable.
Yet Ling Han's eyes narrowed slightly. Looking at the silver light that was exuding from Feng Yan's entire body, he mumbled, "Special physique …"
It was more refreshing to read on his phone!
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