Chapter Fifty-Nine Let Me

  Lu Fan finally understood why Chu Xing and Chu Tian didn't dare to find Qi Jing Sheng to explain the situation, and instead borrowed an axe directly.

  The emotions are because of the trees they want to cut down, which is actually a treasure tree in someone else's college.

  Han Feng Shixiong stood with his hands on his hips and exchanged insults with at least several dozen Qianren Institute students, yet he didn't lose any ground in terms of momentum.

  Lu Fan had never seen anyone scold others so sharply before. Han Feng, the senior brother, stood there with his mouth moving non-stop, scolding for a good half an hour without repeating a single sentence.

  It was those Qianjun Institute students who were being scolded, their voices gradually getting softer. A few of them were furious and wanted to go forward and exchange blows with Han Feng.

  Han Xun's sword didn't even come out, and with two punches he sent them tumbling to the ground.

  "Scoff! You bunch of trash dare to fight with me? Go home and drink your mother's milk until you're full, then come back."

  Han Feng finished beating and scolding, making the eyes of Qian Yan Institute's disciples turn red with anger.

  Gradually, Qianjun Institute's students are gathering more and more. There are already over two hundred people now.

  Lu Fan's eyelids twitched and he whispered: "Second Brother, Third Brother, isn't it enough? Let's withdraw quickly."

  "Hey, don't worry. Han Feng will take care of it right away."

  "Alright, what's alright?"

  Lu Fan was shocked. Han Fen suddenly drew his sword and took a step forward, saying: "Since you don't obey, let's have someone who can take charge come out and compete with me in a match. If I win, you'll disperse and continue your cultivation. Iron Tree will definitely be taken away by me. If I lose, Iron Tree will be returned to you. I apologize to you, how about that? Doesn't the Qianren Institute have even one person who can take charge?"

  "Who says no, you son of a bitch from Yuan Yuan Hospital, I'll meet with you."

  "I'm coming too."

  。。。。。

  A group of people rolled up their sleeves, drew their swords, and prepared to move forward.

  At this moment, a loud roar came over.

  "Can you take charge? Get out of my way!"

  A loud and powerful voice sounded, the crowd parted, and a burly man holding a guandao walked out.

  "Brother Jiankong!"

  A group of students from Qianliyan Institute were overjoyed.

  "Xing Kong, brother, kill those bastards from Yi Yuan Institute and take back Tie Shu."

  "Xing Kong is our leader, he's fighting on our behalf. You're finished, you scoundrel from the Yuan Institute."

  A group of Qianyuan Institute students shouted loudly. Han Feng smiled disdainfully and said, "Xing Kong, haven't heard of you before. You look pretty good, dare to accept the challenge?"

  Xing Kong put the horse knife in front of Han Feng and said, "What are you not daring to do? Come on, let me see what kind of skills a bottom-ranking student from Yuan Institute has."

  Han Feng smiled, and the Bishui Changtian sword appeared in front of his chest.

  Behind them, Chu Xing and Chu Tian also laughed. Lowering their voices, Chu Tian said: "Haha, it seems that as long as Han Feng agrees to this big guy, we can get Tie Shu back. Lu Fan, your Iron Tree House will be ready soon."

  Lu Fan sighed and said: "So this is Senior Brother Han Feng's plan, first provoke the opponent, then make a bet, no matter win or lose, just apologize at most, and then leave safely."

  Chu Xing smiled and said: "Very useful, isn't it? Anyway, as long as those guys from Qianren Temple don't come, Han Feng will definitely win."

  Lu Fan nodded. He didn't doubt this, Han Feng's strength was around the sixth level of inner circulation, ordinary warriors were no match for him. Plus his powerful sword technique, even if a warrior from the outer circulation realm came, he wouldn't be very afraid.

  Qian Yun Temple's Xing Kong also released his own aura at this time, and the solid aura looked like it had about five or six layers of inner aura.

  From the strength point of view, both are about the same level.

  Cheers!

  With a loud shout, he raised his battle-scarred sword to the top of his head with both arms, spinning it like a flying wheel, as if a whirlwind.

  Right behind, a knife swept towards Han Feng horizontally.

  The sword light instantly cut out a semicircular groove on the ground.

  Han Feng turned his hand over, and the Bishui Changtian sword stood upright, blocking the war horse's knife.

  His arms bulged with muscle, his veins bursting out, increasing his strength.

  Han Feng's body was as still as a mountain, holding a sword in one hand, no matter how much strength the void added, he didn't move a single thread.

  The students around Qianyuan Institute all had surprised expressions on their faces, none of them had expected that the lowest-ranked Yuan Institute in Wudao Academy would also have such a high-level expert.

  With a flick of his wrist, Han Feng's sword flashed out in a swift motion, deflecting the War Horse Knife that was hurtling towards him.

  Sword light flashed continuously, in an instant three swords struck through the air.

  But just then, the warhorse knife that had been knocked into the air fell back down.

  Earth Rending Slash!

  One fell down, and Han Feng turned around and retreated.

  But beneath his feet, a crack spread rapidly, and with a loud rumble, the ground burst into countless fragments. Han Feng's soles sank into the bursting earth.

  A powerful aura enveloped Han Feng, and even though his movements were already very fast, he still couldn't completely dodge it.

  At the critical moment, Han Feng's Bixue Longtian sword suddenly brought up a bright blue glow.

  Han Feng swiftly inserted the sword into the ground, and a blue glow burst forth in an instant.

  Like a shocking wave, it crashes in all directions, sweeping the ground beneath with its powerful force. All the broken stones and dust return to flatness in an instant.

  Xing Kong stood still on the spot, the blade of his knife shattered inch by inch in his hand.

  His calf started trembling slightly, and finally, with a mournful howl, he knelt down on one knee.

  Han Feng's move directly disintegrated his combat strength.

  "Hmph," Han Feng said, "You're overestimating yourself."

  As he said this, Han Feng turned his head and raised an eyebrow at Lu Fan and the other two.

  Chu Tian didn't say another word and directly lifted up the iron tree, swaggering as he prepared to leave.

  The students of Qianyun Academy all around were speechless.

  Looking at the still kneeling Criminal Empty, they couldn't understand why the First Yuan Institute would have such a high-ranking master. Isn't the First Yuan Institute the worst college?

  Lu Fan let out a sigh of relief, no matter what, as long as it was resolved, that's all that mattered.

  Looking at Han Feng's proud appearance, Lu Fan smiled wryly and left in a hurry.

  A few people walked out of the crowd, and the students of Qianyun Academy glared at them with anger, but did not stop them.

  Just as they were about to leave, suddenly a voice came from afar.

  "Wait, now that you're here, are you going to leave just like that?"

  The sound fell into the ears of Chu Xing and others, and in an instant, the faces of Lu Fan's three masters changed.

  "Yi Bai Shixiong has arrived."

  The students of Qianrou Academy shouted hysterically and divided into two groups, making way for a figure.

  He was dressed in white, his face as pale as jade, with four long swords inserted behind him, causing many female students to scream and fall to the ground, obviously this Yi Bai Shixiong had extremely high prestige among them.

  Chu Tian put down his iron tree and pulled Han Feng behind him, this action indicates that in Chu Tian's eyes, Han Feng is not a possible opponent.

  But Han Feng said in a low voice, "What's the big deal about Junzi Sword being white? If my master didn't forbid me from using earth-level martial skills against other students in the academy, I would have killed you with one move."

  Lu Fan heard Han Feng's words and asked in confusion: "Han Feng Shixiong, what did you say? Doesn't the Master allow you to use martial skills?"

  Han Feng said, "Yes. Not just me, but also Eldest Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, and Third Senior Brother. As long as we practiced the Earth-level martial skills taught by our Master, the first iron rule is that we are not allowed to use them against fellow disciples. Otherwise, do you think our Yuan Institute would be unable to defeat other institutes? Ha! Except for those freaks from Yin Yang Institute and Qing Jian Institute, who am I afraid of?"

  Lu Fan nodded in understanding. So that's how it is, no wonder he was ranked last for not being allowed to use his true strength during practice.

  "Yi Bai, it's been a long time." said Second Master Chu Tian Shang.

  Yi Bai said: "Chu Tian, no need to be polite with me. You broke into my Qianren Temple, didn't even spar with me twice. You can't leave."

  "Unfortunately, people from your college have already made a bet. We won, so we're leaving."

  Chu Tian finished speaking and turned around to leave, at this moment a long sword flew out and was inserted in front of Chu Tian.

  Yi Bai said: "Can he even represent the entire Qianren Institute with his jokes?"

  "So you can represent then?"

  Yi Bai's face changed slightly, and he said: "I say I can represent. Then I can represent. If you defeat me, if there are still disciples of the Qianren Institute who bother you, I will be the first to disagree. Can my reputation as a gentleman sword guarantee it?"

  At this time, Han Feng couldn't help but say loudly: "Your ancestors were very powerful, and the reputation of your gentleman's sword is really impressive... it's awesome..."

  Han Feng was pulled back by Chu Xing, who covered his mouth, and it wouldn't be good to mock him again at this time.

  There was a flash of light in Chu Tian's eyes, apparently considering whether or not to take action.

  Lu Fan stepped forward and said: "Second Master Brother, are you considering whether or not to use martial skills?"

  Chu Tian slowly said: "It's not worth it for him to be expelled from the Academy by Master."

  "What about his strength?"

  Chu Tian furrowed his brow and said: "The inner vortex has eight layers, and the ninth layer is also possible. He's been in the academy for three years now, and his martial skills and techniques are quite good."

  Lu Fan was taken aback and said: "Three years, isn't it just three years in the academy?"

  "That's for ordinary students. Those who can't reach the fifth level of inner circulation in three years will be expelled from the academy. To outsiders, it's naturally said that they've completed their studies and returned home. Truly talented individuals can stay in the academy for ten years."

  Lu Fan nodded and said, "So that's how it is. Chu Tian, brother, why don't you let me take this one? Your martial skills can't be used, but mine shouldn't have any problems. Master didn't tell me anything about not being able to use something."

  Chu Tiandao said: "Your basic swordsmanship is only at the human level, low rank, of course it can be used. Wait, Lu Fan Shidi, are you saying that's true? The opponent is a powerful warrior with internal energy."

  Lu Fan smiled and said: "Don't worry, as long as he's not a master of the external school. There won't be any problem. Even if he has reached the external school, I won't easily lose. I have confidence."

  Chu Tian looked at Lu Fan's determined eyes, thought for a moment, and laughed: "Alright, Lu Fan junior brother, I was also thinking of seeing what you've been practicing all this time."

  Turning his head, Chu Tian said to Yi Bai: "Yi Bai, since you want to fight, let my junior brother play with you first. If you can win against my junior brother, I'll play two moves with you."

  Yi Bai sneered: "Chu Tian, have you forgotten that you were once my defeated subordinate?"

  "Who is the defeated general? You should have a number in your heart."

  Yi Bai's smile on his face converged, turned his head and looked at Lu Fan.

  Yi Bai said: "A new student from the First Yuan Institute, hum, I've heard of you. I'll let you know that choosing to enter the First Yuan Institute is an extremely wrong decision."