Chapter 109: Rematch with Lin Tianwang

  "Just now, I exchanged blows with Sun Shao once." Mu Dong recalled the previous exchange, trying to organize his words, and said in a low voice: "Sun Shao's punch should be a third-grade combat skill [Shu Yu Gun], but I used all my strength to barely defend against that punch."

  "What?" Mu Linfeng's whole body shook, and he suddenly turned his head, exclaiming: "You used all your strength to barely defend against it? You're a fifth-level martial artist, but Ayan is only a third-level martial artist."

  Mu Dong couldn't help but smile wryly and said, "Sun Shao's punch was indeed the third-grade battle skill 'Shattered Jade Spear'. However, within that fist's power, there was a sharp and unstoppable force that made it difficult for me to confront head-on. I suspect...

  Mu Dong was suddenly at a loss for words as he thought of that unbelievable conjecture in his mind.

  Mu Linfeng's breathing became slightly heavier, and he said in a deep voice: "You little brat, what are you suspicious of? Don't be ambiguous in front of me."

  Taking a deep breath, Mu Dong said affirmatively: "I think Sun Shao has grasped the true meaning of Gejin."

  "Hmm... Although he had also harbored the same suspicions in his heart, having them confirmed by Mu Dong's words still made Mu Linfeng take a deep breath of cold air, completely losing his composure."

  "A 16-year-old martial arts genius who has grasped the true meaning of Gejin, and is also a talented pharmacist. I've encountered such a freak in my lifetime. Moreover, Ah Yan and Xiao Tong are good friends, with a deep affection for each other."

  Mu Linfeng muttered to himself, he had a kind of pie-in-the-sky feeling, being smashed into a dizzying state of seven ups and eight downs, this was too damn lucky.

  After a while, Mu Linfeng finally calmed down and said sternly: "This matter must not be known to anyone else. Not even Big Brother should know about it now."

  "Yes, I understand." Mu Dong said respectfully.

  After some thought, Mu Linfeng was still a bit uneasy and instructed: "When Xiao Tong is alone, immediately tie him up for me. I want to teach this little rascal a lesson."

  When it comes to the three words "little rascal", Mu Linfeng no longer has his previous tone of hating iron for not becoming steel, but instead is full of doting and pride.

  Even if his nephew is not interested in family affairs, being able to make friends with someone like Sun Yan makes it all worthwhile for Mu Tong, even if he spends his days idling about and doing nothing.

  ……

  At three o'clock in the afternoon, a "suspended business" sign was hung on the door of a restaurant.

  Although the business of the small restaurant has been sluggish, the owner, Iron Spoon Uncle, still insists on operating until midnight every day. In his words, this is a kind of professionalism.

  Today, however, is somewhat unusual.

  In the kitchen, Lì èr was wearing an apron, holding a cleaver, chopping swiftly as he prepared dish after dish. Seeing this big lummox in the kitchen looked quite comical, however, friends familiar with Lì èr had to admit that this big lummox really could cook exceptionally well, having deeply grasped the true transmission of Iron Ladle Uncle.

  By the kitchen door, Iron Spoon Uncle leaned against the door frame, holding a long pipe and standing there puffing out clouds of smoke.

  "Clang, clang, clang...... The sound of chopping vegetables was endless. Looking at Lier's busy back, Tie Shu uncle spat out a smoke ring and said: "Lier, don't you need my help?"

  "Not needed, Uncle Iron Spoon." Lishi turned his head and smiled: "I hope this big meal is all done by me. Later, I'm afraid there won't be another chance."

  Uncle Iron Spoon nodded and continued to puff out smoke, after a long while, he slowly said: "I know this is your long-held wish, but Xiao Lie, you should understand. With your current strength, the chance of passing is extremely slim, I hope you can reconsider carefully."

  Upon hearing this, Lian Er fell silent for a moment before speaking softly: "Uncle Tie Sheng, thank you for taking care of me all this time."

  "Alas...... you and your elder brother are both of the same temperament." Iron Ladle Uncle shook his head, saying helplessly.

  Ding!

  The sound of the door opening came, and Sun Yan and Mu walked in together. They saw Iron Spoon standing at the kitchen door and smiled to greet him.

  "Uncle Iron Spoon, long time no see." Sun Yan smiled and said.

  "We've come to freeload, is there anything we can help with?" Mu Tong volunteered.

  Looking at the two spirited young men, Uncle Tie Sheng revealed a smile and walked over, "You two will only get in each other's way, just stay put honestly."

  In the kitchen, only Lì èr was busy, looking at that sturdy figure, Sūn Yán suddenly had a kind of illusion, he always felt that this was the last time he saw Lì èr.

  ……

  In the late afternoon, a gentle rain fell from the sky, and the coolness of autumn enveloped the entire Imperial Wind Academy.

  In a restaurant, the table was filled with dishes, full of color, fragrance and flavor, making people's fingers move. Sun Yan and Mu sat in front of the table, both with oil stains at the corners of their mouths, obviously having sneaked in quite a few bites already.

  A moment later, Shui Lianqing also arrived, and everyone was present. Sun Yan called out, and they set off in a hurry.

  Gobbling down food, Sun Yan's mouth was stuffed with food and he mumbled: "Ling Xue, Chen Wang and Chang Cheng didn't have good luck, but, Li Er, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

  Mu Tong also gave a thumbs up and exclaimed: "It's really great! I'm so curious, why does this restaurant have so few customers when Iron Spoon Uncle and Lethal Second Brother's craftsmanship is so good?"

  She ate her meal in small mouthfuls, while also feeding Sun Yan, and looked curious at the same time. She was also very curious about this situation.

  Uncle Iron Spoon took a sip of wine and laughed loudly: "Most people are foolish, most of them have eyes but no pearls. What's the point of caring about these things? As long as you eat happily, that's all that matters! Come on, let's toast!"

  A group of people raised their glasses and were savoring the food when suddenly a soft sound was heard, the door opened and two people walked in.

  A bald and shiny head, wearing sunglasses, a gray-haired handsome, extraordinary, it was Feng Yan and Meng Dongwang.

  "Hey, so many people having dinner together! Can we count ourselves in?" Feng Yan said, already sitting down with a thud, as if no one was around, pouring himself a cup of wine and raising his glass: "Come on, let's have a drink!"

  Meng Dongwang also smiled and casually picked up his bowl and chopsticks, took two bites of the dish, and praised it twice before saying, "You don't mind, do you?"

  Everyone: "......"

  Sun said in a low voice, "This old lady is so thick-skinned! These two guys are simply rascals. Their faces are even thicker than my brother's. They've eaten and drunk their fill, and they still ask if we mind or not? How shameless!"

  However, with two more people, it was undoubtedly even more lively. A group of people ate and drank, raised their glasses to toast, and the atmosphere was very warm.

  Looking at the joyful expressions of the people present, Li Er also smiled shyly. For a chef, the happiest thing is undoubtedly that his dishes are praised by others, but in his eyes, there is always a faint hint of sadness.

  The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier.

  After three rounds of drinks, Sun Yan ate and drank to his heart's content. He patted his belly, feeling satisfied, and let out a comfortable sigh. Suddenly, he furrowed his brow and turned his head towards the outside of the door.

  All I saw was a person standing outside the shop door, in the heavy rain, silent and still, as if he had appeared out of thin air.

  A young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, black hair reaching his shoulders, holding a wooden knife in his left hand, standing quietly there, was Lin Tianwang.

  It had been more than two months since they last met, and Lin Tianwang's aura was completely different. He stood there, his entire being like a treasured sword unsheathed, a sharp breath of air rushing towards him.

  "Sun Yan, come out and fight me! This time, you will surely lose!" Lin Tianwang's voice rang out indifferently.

  Feng Yan smiled: "Has it finally arrived?"

  "I thought Brother Lin would arrive at midnight." Meng Dongwang also smiled.

  Damn it! Sun Yan cursed in his heart. It turned out that these two guys came over for no reason, just to watch the excitement. They were really unkind.

  "Yes! With a full stomach and enough wine, we can even enjoy a thrilling battle, great!" Mu Tong raised his hands in cheers.

  At the beginning of school, Mu Tong missed Sun Yan's battle with Lin Tianwang and had always regretted it. This time, he finally got his wish fulfilled. Uncle Tie Sheng was also very excited to hear that Sun Yan and Lin Tianwang had already clashed once before.

  Ordinary Department's new student, Lin Tianwang is a recognized super student, and Sun Yan can fight against him, which makes Tie Sheng uncle feel surprised. All along, Tie Sheng uncle only thought that Sun Yan had good talent, but even if the Ordinary Department's new students were extremely powerful, they probably wouldn't be strong to that extent. However, it seems that things aren't like that after all.

  Shui Lian Qing and Li Er Zhen were somewhat worried, tomorrow is the comprehensive assessment of Xin Sheng, Lin Tian Wang came to the door at this time, which will inevitably affect Sun Yan's state tomorrow.

  Sun Yan took another sip of wine, slightly drunk, stood up and said calmly: "Then let's go to war!"

  ……

  The same martial arts arena, the same opponent, but this time there were several more spectators.

  A group of people sat down one after another, Feng Yan and Meng Dongwang still sitting in their old positions, the two seats closest to the arena, watching this battle at close range. The expressions on the two men's faces also lost their usual smiles, both with a look of complete focus.

  "Feng Yanxue, are you still confident that Sun Yang will win this battle?" Meng Dongwang asked with a faint smile.

  Feng Yan let out a light hum and said, "A martial artist must experience one or two failures to walk further on the path of martial arts." Apparently, he didn't think highly of Sun Yan either.

  Meng Dongwang smiled and shook his head, gazing at the two young men in the arena. He said in a low voice, "Judging solely by their innate abilities, neither of them has an advantage over the other. However, Lin Tianwang cultivates the 'Great Overlord Sword', which alone puts him in an unbeatable position. In that battle three months ago, I thought it was probably the last chance for Sun Yanyu to defeat Lin Tianwang. Unfortunately, Lin Tianwang's eyesight is extraordinary, and as soon as he sensed something was off, he immediately made peace."

  As he spoke, he couldn't help but softly exclaim, "In two and a half months' time, to bring 50 combat skills to perfection level, others might think that Lin Tianwang is just farming experience points. However, in my opinion, he should be trying to rely on these combat skills to further comprehend the [Great Overlord Sword]. Today, I feel that this extraordinary sword technique, Lin Tianwang has definitely grasped the essence of the first form. Sun Yan's chances of winning are probably less than 20%."

  "Hmph!" Feng Yan hummed again, countering: "As long as there's a thread of chance, the outcome of the battle can't be predicted."

  Meng Dongwang smiled, "Oh, then let's wait with bated breath. Do you want to gamble again?"

  Feng Yan said firmly: "I won't gamble!"