Feng Hao calmed his breathing and clenched his fists. He took a few steps forward, looked Wanshuo in the eye, and said word by word, "I'm not a mediocre person!"
"Pfft!"
"Heh!"
"A toad lusting after a swan!"
Immediately, the hall was filled with mocking voices.
All of the major powers of Yulan City knew that the heir of the Feng family was a mediocre person. He also had spiritual medicine to nourish himself, but his cultivation level was an entire level lower than that of the heir of the other three clans. This wasn't something that just anyone could do.
"You're not a mediocre person?"
Wanshuo sneered. "My daughter was born with the ice attribute. She was accepted as a disciple by Teacher Yun Ying. Do you think you're worthy of her?"
"Wow …"
"No way. The youngest daughter of the Wan family has an elemental constitution, and it's the rare ice attribute?"
"Hiss … this is bad."
His words caused an uproar in the hall. Everyone's faces turned unsightly.
Elemental attributed cultivators were one in ten thousand. Every single elemental attributed cultivator was capable of becoming a lord of a region.
In other words, the Wan family was going to rise!
In a trance, these people seemed to understand why the Wan Family had invited all the factions to attend this so-called apprenticeship gathering with such great fanfare.
Feng Hao's face turned gloomy when he heard those words.
He was right. He was just a mediocre person. How could he be worthy of her?
At that moment, Wan Xin was brought into the back hall by the people of the Wan family. Only Wanshuo and that cold woman, Yun Ying, were sitting there.
Wan Shuo swept his gaze across the crowd and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up.
Scolding Feng Hao was fake. More importantly, he wanted to make this matter known.
Power was everything. Now that the Wan family had such a powerful ally, if he didn't go, wouldn't he be stupid?
"Hao 'er, come back!"
Feng Chen shouted. He took a few steps forward and stood in front of Feng Hao.
"You're his father?"
Her cold voice attracted everyone's attention.
Yun Ying slowly stood up, and a faint mist emanated from her body.
"Yes!"
Facing this woman, Feng Chen's palms were also sweating.
To be able to become a teacher at the Wind Moon Academy, there was no need to doubt her abilities.
"I don't want to say anything unnecessary, but if he dares to harass my disciple, I don't mind killing him!"
Yun Ying's words were like a cold gust of wind, causing Feng Chen's face to darken.
At that moment, some of the nearby forces also revealed expressions of anticipation.
"Don't you think you're going a little overboard?"
Feng Hao was the next clan master of the Feng Clan, but Yunying directly said that she wanted to kill him. This was equivalent to not putting the Feng Clan in her eyes.
"Hmph!"
A cold light flashed through Yun Ying's eyes as she raised her hand and slapped at Feng Chen.
"Bang!"
It was just a casual slap, but it forced the initial Martial Grandmaster Feng Chen to take a few steps back. He held his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Father!"
Feng Hao hurriedly ran over and supported Feng Chen.
"Why did you do it?"
He glared at Yun Ying, his eyes bloodshot.
"A weakling should have the awareness of a weakling!"
Yun Ying looked coldly at the youth in front of her. Her lips parted slightly, but her expression did not change.
Her confidence came from her own strength. Advanced Ice Grandmaster Martial Grandmaster.
"Weakling!"
Fenghao bit his lower lip tightly. His mind was trembling and his entire body was trembling. His delicate and pretty little face had also turned somewhat malevolent.
Even though he had been treated with disdain over the years and his ears were filled with mockery and ridicule every single day, he still had his own bottom line in his heart. At this moment, when he saw that his father was actually being humiliated in front of such a large crowd because of him, an evil aura immediately gushed out.
He clenched his fist tightly, and flames of rage lingered in his pitch-black eyes. He took a step forward and looked straight at Yun Ying, "I, Feng Hao, will remember today's humiliation. Three years later, I will go to the Wind Moon Academy to find you!"
The youth, who was only twelve years old, finally exploded under Yun Ying's overbearing attitude. His words shocked everyone in the hall.
The people of the Feng Clan could not imagine that a mediocre person, who was usually meek and obedient, would actually make the first oath of his life in public.
To advance from a Rank 3 Martial Disciple to a Martial Grand Master in three years, this was simply impossible. Everyone did not know why this young man would make such an oath. To them, this was a fantasy oath.
"Hmph!"
Yun Ying's eyes narrowed as she coldly snorted, "When the time comes, as long as you can withstand one of my moves, it will be my loss!"
In her opinion, even she, who had always been hailed as a once-in-a-century genius, had spent six years to reach the Martial Grandmaster realm. How could this mediocre twelve-year-old third Grade Martial Disciple achieve such a feat?
Furthermore, there were still three years left. By then, she would no longer be a Martial Grandmaster.
"Of course, this is based on the premise that you can enter the Wind Moon Academy."
She slightly raised her fair chin, completely disdainful of the youth's provocation.
This was because if one could not condense "Martial Energy" before the age of fourteen, they would not have the right to enter the Wind Moon Academy.
This was also a measure taken by the Wind Moon Academy to ensure that they could nurture high-ranking disciples.
"When the time comes, I will personally defeat you!"
The youth was completely unmoved. His little face was cold and solemn as he coldly spat out these childish words.
"Father, let's go!"
He turned around and stroked Feng Chen as he slowly walked out.
The youth's silhouette was very long, but for some reason, no one in the hall was in the mood to laugh at him for overestimating himself.
Perhaps it was the youth's courage that had moved them.
"If this youth has always been mediocre, then so be it. But if he is allowed to possess power, he will definitely become a dangerous person!"
...
Once they were out on the street, the four elders' faces were all ugly.
"Third Elder, send out the order. Gather everyone in the Feng Family. In three days, we will be electing a new Patriarch!"
Great Elder Feng Jie's face was dark as he spoke to Third Elder Feng Ping in a low voice.
"Yes!"
Feng Ping responded and dragged his grandson away, not caring about Feng Chen's expression at all.
"Father, I'm sorry!"
Looking at Feng Chen's blood-stained clothes, Feng Hao's eyes were a little moist.
"In three years, Hao 'er will definitely help you wash away today's humiliation!"
The youth clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
"Sigh …"
Feng Chen sighed softly. Looking at his stubborn son, he opened his mouth a few times. "I believe you, because you are my son!"
He did not understand what Feng Hao was saying.
The effects of the Spiritual Medicine had never been used, but had been swallowed by the body instead. This was unheard of. If this was really the case, then Fenghao's talent, even if it wasn't extremely good, was definitely not any worse than the other three academies. However, in three years' time, he would have to face a teacher from the Wind Moon Academy who had already reached the peak of the Martial Grandmaster realm. How could he be at ease?
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