"Hmph, why bother with so much nonsense? Let the two of them fight it out and we'll know who's stronger."

  The voices of the nobles' children rose again, and some of them recognized Zuo Qiu, the most outstanding junior of the Zuo family, who had reached the second level of spiritual martial arts at a young age, which was extremely rare. Lin Feng was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and it was impossible for him to reach this level.

  "Hmph, you let someone with a letter of recommendation fight him one-on-one, is that fair? Have the guts to pick one person from among us."

  The person opposite is not a fool, seeing that the other party has nothing to fear and doesn't look good on Lin Feng.

  "Don't dare is don't dare, why find so many excuses. Zu Qiu, give that guy a few slaps in the face, and let the people on the other side know that nobles are not something these lowly commoners can compare to."

  The voice just sounded again, and this time Lin Feng's gaze turned instantly, locking onto the speaker, a young man wearing a yellow shirt, seventeen or eighteen years old, with a proud look on his face.

  "Don't worry, Bai Ze, even if you don't say anything, I'll still give him a few slaps to teach him a lesson about the consequences of being reckless with his words."

  Zuo Qiu coldly smiled and said.

  "Hehe, that's good, just don't lose face for the Lü family."

  Bai Ze's face sank into a cold smile, Zuo Qiu's strength was in no way inferior to that of the old students of Tianyi College. Dealing with a lowly commoner who didn't even have a recommendation letter would be as easy as taking something from one's own pocket.

  "Will we lose face in front of Lao Jia?"

  Zuo Qiu's eyes flashed with disdain as he looked at Lin Feng, his head held high and his voice cold: "If you want to slap yourself in the face, I won't stop you."

  "There aren't many cities without some idiots."

  Lin Feng muttered to himself, his eyes inadvertently glanced at Duan Yu beside him, only to see that Duan Yu did not remind Zuo Qiu either, but stood there quietly watching everything happen.

  Perhaps soon the news of him being beaten by Lin Feng will spread, and she will undoubtedly be very embarrassed. If at this moment Lin Feng is allowed to show off his skills in front of people, at least she won't look too bad, otherwise others will think that Duan Yu was slapped by just anyone.

  "Idiot?"

  The crowd couldn't help but reveal interesting expressions upon hearing Lin Feng's words, and those noble young masters also started to jeer.

  "Zuo Qiu, the inferior people in your mouth are scolding you as an idiot."

  "Hehe, Zuo Qiu, it seems you're not very good at bluffing."

  The sound fell into Zuo Qiu's ears, making him feel particularly jarring, and his face became increasingly cold.

  "I'm not just going to slap you, I'll also slap them, so that your lesson is more profound."

  Zuo Qiu glanced at the people behind Lin Feng, including Qing Jingyun and others. His words made Lin Feng's face turn cold, and a chill arose in his heart. He didn't want to offend anyone, but it seemed that others wanted to offend him.

  "Are you done farting?" Lin Feng's voice was cold and detached, causing Zuo Qiu's face to stiffen with anger, his fury erupting within him.

  His body shook, Left Hill's body moved forward, his palms raised, and then suddenly fell, bringing a fierce and cold wind.

  This slap, if it hits its mark, is enough to send someone flying.

  Lin Feng's mouth was slightly raised with a faint cold smile, his palm lightly lifted, swift as lightning, directly blocking off Zuo Qiu's arm, causing Zuo Qiu's palm to halt in mid-air.

  "Hmm?" Zuo Qiu's gaze condensed, this guy has a lot of strength, and can actually block his arm.

  "You think having some brute strength is useful?"

  Zuo Qiu said coldly, a flame burst out from his body, extremely hot. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and spat out a fierce flame that shot straight at Lin Feng.

  "Mysterious martial arts."

  Everyone's eyes converged, and Lin Feng was in trouble.

  However, at this moment, Lin Feng's other hand suddenly shot out, and the palm prints that filled the sky carried a strong and fierce aura, directly extinguishing the flames and heading towards Zuichu.

  Zuo Qiu's expression paused, his foot stepped on the ground, and his arm moved away from Lin Feng's body. At the same time, both hands rose, and a flame dragon appeared in his hands to resist the incoming palm print.

  Kuang Ba's hot air was turbulent and chaotic, Zuo Qiu's eyes were icy cold, and he secretly underestimated Lin Feng.

  At this moment, after a series of palm prints, a white hand suddenly stretched out from behind, constantly expanding in Left Hill's pupils.

  Withdraw

  Zuo Qiu's expression slightly solidified, and he silently cursed in his heart, but at this moment, it was already too late.

  "Pa..."

  A clear and loud voice rang out, leaving everyone stunned, including Zuo Qiu.

  Xiang wanted to slap Lin Feng's ear, but instead, he was directly slapped by Lin Feng?

  Lin Feng's strength was not great, and Zuo Qiu was still standing there steadily, but what hurt more was his dignity, which was completely destroyed under this slap.

  "How dare you hit me?"

  Zuo Qiu seemed to still be confused about what was going on, using his hand to support his own face, with a gaze that had bloodshot eyes.

  "I say I'm a lowly person, I don't have anything to retort back, it's not that I dare not, but rather I disdain."

  Lin Feng ignored Zuo Qiu Bai's question, didn't dare to hit him? It was really surprising that he could say it out loud.

  "However, you've repeatedly tested my patience, shoving your face in front of me, daring me to hit you. If I don't hit you now, it's not that I'm unwilling, but people will really think I'm afraid. So, get out."

  Lin Feng's voice fell, and his palm swung out again. This time, Lin Feng's force was not like before, and with a slap, he sent Zuo Qiu flying out directly.

  Upon hearing the sound of Lü Qiu falling to the ground, the crowd's hearts all trembled slightly. This slap was ruthless.

  Lin Feng's gaze shifted and fell on Zhong Ling's body, causing Zhong Ling to tremble in her heart and take a step back.

  "I feel the same way about you."

  Lin Feng's mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm, causing Zhong Ling's pupils to shrink and her face to turn extremely ugly, filled with shame and humiliation.

  "I'm going to kill you."

  At this time, Zu Qiu let out a loud roar and crawled up from the ground, roaring: "Xiao Yue."

  As soon as the voice fell, the fierce wolf pounced towards Lin Feng with a speed so fast that its sharp claws swiped through the air, and a white light flashed, slashing towards Lin Feng.

  Livestock.

  Lin Feng let out a low shout, and the dazzling light flashed once before disappearing. Immediately afterwards, the crowd saw Xue Yue Lang's body fall from mid-air, lying on the ground, motionless. A moment later, there was no sign of life.

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

  The crowd was shocked, a swift sword, only one sword, killed the Ling Yao beast, Xiao Yue Lang.

  "You..." Left Hill's eyes were gloomy and severe, ferocious and terrifying.

  "If you don't want me to shut up forever, then it's best if I never hear you speak again."

  Lin Feng's cold and detached threat was effective, and as soon as the words left his mouth, Zu Qiu immediately shut up, although his eyes were darker than ever, he didn't dare say another word.

  "Haha, this is their arrogance, indeed the noble son, at such a time became a sickly weakling, can't withstand the stormy weather."

  A piercingly sarcastic voice rang out, causing the faces of those aristocratic sons to turn extremely ugly. Just now, they were shouting for Xue Qiu to teach Lin Feng a lesson, slap Lin Feng in the face, and make those plebeians lose face. But unexpectedly, not only did Xue Qiu fail to slap Lin Feng's face, but he was instead slapped twice himself.

  And these two slaps also seemed to have landed on their own bodies.

  "Zuo Qiu, you really are giving face to the Zuo family."

  Bai Ze said coldly, causing Zuo Qiu's expression to freeze, almost making him spit out blood. This son of a bitch was really rubbing it in.

  But thinking of the person standing behind the White family, Zuo Qiu could only suppress his anger.

  But just then, Lin Feng's eyes fell on Bai Ze without any bias, causing Bai Ze's pupils to shrink slightly.

  "Was it you who just told him to slap me a few times?"

  Lin Feng looked at Bai Ze and asked in a light tone, causing the crowd to quiet down instantly.

  Lin Feng, provoking Bai Ze again?

  Bai Ze looked at himself and didn't speak, Lin Feng's mouth corner had a hint of indifference.

  "You let him come and slap me in the face. Now he can't, are you going to take action yourself? Let others know how powerful your so-called nobility is?"

  Lin Feng's provocative words resonated in the ears of the crowd, and instantly, those ordinary cultivators without any background or identity all burst out laughing.

  "Bai Ze, you humiliated others just now, and now they're looking for you. What are you still hiding there for?"

  "Bai Ze, you just said that nobles are not something that commoners can compare to. How about proving your words? Are you nobles only good at being arrogant and nothing else?"

  The shrill voice rang out one after another, and even the eyes of those aristocratic sons fell on Bai Ze's body, facing Lin Feng's provocation, should he fight or not.

  PS: These flowers are really hard to get... even if I shout at the top of my lungs, only two will come out, and they've all run far away already. Brothers, let's work together!