CHAPTER 49: CHAPTER 49: BOUND TO LOSE!

EDITOR: ENDLESSFANTASY TRANSLATION

WHOOSH!

Everyone’s attention turned towards Luo Feng.

"The Luo Family’s Second Young Master... Isn’t that Luo Feng, rumored to have been stuck at the Strong Body Realm Level Two for three years without a breakthrough?"

Seeing Luo Feng sitting in the corner, a chorus of jeers arose from the surroundings.

Luo Feng had not returned to Panlong City for two years. Coupled with his cultivation progress during this period, his appearance and physique had noticeably changed, so these people hadn’t recognized him at first.

"Hahaha... Luo Feng, I didn’t expect you to have fallen to the point of mixing with this rabble," Li Tianyang glanced at the simple dishes on Luo Feng’s table and scoffed.

His words caused the expressions of the surrounding Martial Artists to change drastically.

A hot-tempered, saber-wielding Martial Artist frowned and said, "Li Tianyang, you are the young master of the Li Family. Your status is noble, but there’s no need to insult us, is there?"

"Insult?"

Li Tianyang raised an eyebrow and glanced at the warrior who had spoken.

WHOOSH!

Li Tianyang suddenly vanished from his spot. Everyone saw only a blur before their eyes. Then, a scream rang out, and the saber-wielding warrior who had just spoken flew backward, crashing through several tables before stopping.

CLAP, CLAP...

Li Tianyang stood where the saber-wielding warrior had been, clapped his hands, and chuckled at the unconscious warrior, "With your meager strength, you’re not even qualified for me to insult."

"Peak of the Iron Bone Realm Level Five..."

The surrounding Martial Artist diners felt the powerful aura radiating from Li Tianyang and were somewhat taken aback.

Li Tianyang glanced at the Martial Artists around him and sneered, "The money I spend on Elixir in a month is more than all of you could earn in a year, even if you risked your lives. Calling you lot rubbish is actually praising you. If any of you still disagree, step forward!"

The faces of the surrounding Martial Artists darkened, but they could only seethe in anger without daring to voice it.

Anyone with some status would dine in the private rooms on the second floor. Those in this hall were the most basic Martial Artists, individuals with little power, who wouldn’t dare provoke the Li Family, one of Panlong City’s four major families.

Li Tianyang smirked triumphantly, walked straight to Luo Feng’s table, and sat down opposite him.

"Luo Feng, your reputation these past three years has certainly been great. Even at Wanluo School, I heard about you—stuck at the Strong Body Realm Level Two for three years, TSK TSK... Huh?!"

Just as Li Tianyang was about to mock Luo Feng, his gaze suddenly sharpened, and he took a closer look at him.

"Mid-stage of the Iron Bone Realm Level Five! When did you break through?!"

Sensing Luo Feng’s cultivation, Li Tianyang was astonished.

Luo Feng just kept his head down and ate, as if oblivious to everything around him.

Li Tianyang’s eyebrows furrowed deeper, and a chilling aura emanated from him. In the past, Luo Feng wouldn’t have dared to ignore him so blatantly.

"You bastard..."

After waiting for a moment, the veins on Li Tianyang’s forehead throbbed, and he clenched his fists, itching to lash out.

CLATTER!

Just then, Luo Feng neatly placed his chopsticks on the table and called out loudly, "Waiter, the bill please!"

The timid waiter nervously approached, glanced at Li Tianyang, and stuttered, "A total of ten taels."

Luo Feng nodded, casually took out a hundred-tael silver note, and placed it on the table. "No need for change."

The waiter was momentarily stunned, then, overjoyed, he excitedly took the silver note. "Thank you, Young Master, for the generous tip!"

"Huh, isn’t this the Li Family’s Second Young Master?"

Luo Feng raised his eyelids, looking at Li Tianyang opposite him with an expression of utter surprise, as if he had only just noticed someone was sitting there.

Li Tianyang’s face instantly darkened.

"Ah, since you’re here, why didn’t you say hello? Look, I’ve already finished eating... I’ll have the waiter bring another spread for you..."

Luo Feng gave an ’embarrassed’ smile, then fumbled in his clothes, patting his left and right pockets, before finally producing a single tael of silver. He placed it on the table and announced loudly, "Waiter, serve Young Master Li!"

CHUCKLE...

The surrounding Martial Artists, seeing the single tael of silver Luo Feng produced, couldn’t help but laugh.

Luo Feng had just tipped the waiter a hundred-tael silver note without batting an eye; clearly, he wasn’t short of money. Yet now, inviting Li Tianyang to eat, he only took out a single tael of silver. Anyone with eyes could see what he meant.

"Li Tianyang, no need to be polite. I have other matters to attend to, so I won’t accompany you today."

Ignoring Li Tianyang’s face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot, Luo Feng gave a faint smile, turned, and began to walk towards the inn’s exit.

BOOM!

Li Tianyang’s face twitched. He suddenly slammed his palm down on the table. A fierce gust of wind shot out. Amidst a loud crash, that one tael of silver and the entire table instantly shattered into a pile of fragments.

"Luo Feng, stop right there!"

Li Tianyang abruptly stood up. With a flash, he blocked Luo Feng’s path, his icy gaze as sharp as a sword’s edge.

Such a loud noise startled the entire inn, even those in the private rooms on the second floor. Heads poked out, curiously observing Luo Feng and Li Tianyang.

"Who is fighting outside?"

In a private room on the second floor of the Coming Dragon Inn, a light, melodious voice sounded.

SQUEAK...

The small window of the room was pushed open from the inside. A small head with two pigtails, and a delicate, pretty face, peeked out, then quickly retreated.

"Miss, it seems to be Luo Feng, the Second Young Master of the Luo Family, and the two young masters of the Li Family. It looks like Li Tianyang, the Li Family’s young master, is causing trouble for Luo Feng."

"Oh? Luo Feng and the others have returned..."

The light voice spoke again, a little louder this time. The room’s window reopened, revealing a young woman clad in snow-white robes.

The young woman was about fifteen years old. Her black hair flowed like a waterfall. She had a melon-seed-shaped face, eyebrows like distant hills, and eyes like clear pools, brimming with Spiritual Energy.

"Miss, Luo Feng is really unlucky. He just returned and ran into that big bully Li Tianyang! I heard Luo Feng hasn’t made any progress in his cultivation at the Purple Sun School these past three years and is still stuck at the Strong Body Realm Level Two. He’s probably going to suffer this time."

A girl of twelve or thirteen beside the young woman stuck out her pink tongue and pouted.

The snow-robed young woman smiled faintly, tapped the girl’s forehead, and gestured towards Luo Feng. "How can one believe rumors? Look, Luo Feng has already reached the mid-stage of the Iron Bone Realm Level Five. Though not quite a genius, he’s already very impressive."

"It’s true! Hmph! I won’t believe those rumors anymore. They’re completely unreliable!" The little maidservant made a face.

The snow-robed young woman smiled faintly, watching the scene in the hall, her brow furrowed slightly. "However, the current situation is still very unfavorable for Luo Feng. That Li Tianyang is already at the peak of the Iron Bone Realm Level Five, and Li Tianyao is even at the mid-stage of the God Bravery Realm Level Six..."

"Humph! It’s just the mid-stage of the God Bravery Realm. Miss, you’ll be able to break through to the late stage of the God Bravery Realm in two days. That Li Tianyao will be no match for you then." The maidservant clenched her small fists, her eyes shining brightly as she looked at the snow-robed young woman.

"You! Such a sweet talker!" The snow-robed young woman chuckled, her gaze never leaving Luo Feng.

「At this moment, the situation in the hall suddenly changed.」

Blocked by Li Tianyang, Luo Feng stopped.

Looking up at Li Tianyang, Luo Feng said calmly, "Li Tianyang, you’re blocking my way."

Li Tianyang crossed his arms, looking provocatively at Luo Feng. "So what if I am?"

Luo Feng sneered, "Haven’t you ever heard that a good dog doesn’t block the path?"

"You!"

Li Tianyang was enraged. Pointing at Luo Feng, he laughed sinisterly, "Good! Excellent! Luo Feng, we haven’t seen each other for two years. Not only has your cultivation improved considerably, but your nerve has grown as well! Today, I’d like to see just what abilities you have to dare disregard me! Crashing Fist!"

Li Tianyang roared, his entire body’s tendons vibrated as he threw a punch at Luo Feng’s face.

RUMBLE...

Before the fist arrived, the fierce wind it generated sent nearby tables and chairs rattling violently. The other Martial Artists nearby were startled by the power of this punch.

Li Tianyang sneered inwardly. This ’Crashing Fist’ was a Yellow-rank, mid-grade technique! He had already cultivated it to the Small Success stage. A single punch could make mountains tremble; its power was immense.

WHOOSH!

Just as Li Tianyang’s fist was about to land on Luo Feng, Li Tianyang’s vision blurred, and Luo Feng’s figure vanished into thin air!

BOOM!

Li Tianyang was shocked. Unable to stop his momentum, his fist slammed into a nearby table. The table and chairs exploded into fragments, and he tumbled to the ground, rolling twice in a very undignified manner.

CLAP, CLAP, CLAP...

A round of applause came from the inn’s entrance.

Everyone turned to look and was astonished. Luo Feng was, at some unknown point, standing at the entrance of the inn.

"Not bad, not bad at all. Li Tianyang, it’s a real waste not to use that fist technique of yours for chopping firewood. Unfortunately, I have important matters to attend to today, so I won’t keep you company." Luo Feng smiled faintly, then turned and left the inn.

"You brat, I’ll kill you!"

Having been repeatedly humiliated by Luo Feng, Li Tianyang felt his chest would explode from anger. He roared and was about to chase after Luo Feng but was stopped by Li Tianyao beside him.

"Brother, let me go! Let me teach that brat a proper lesson. He’s merely at the mid-stage of the Iron Bone Realm Level Five, yet he dares to be arrogant in front of me!" Li Tianyang struggled and roared.

Li Tianyao didn’t let go, but instead glanced up at a private room on the second floor. "Look there."

Li Tianyang looked up and saw a snow-robed young woman standing at the window of a private room facing them. "Huh? Feng Lingyue, why is she here..."

"Father is already preparing to propose to the Feng Family on your behalf for Feng Lingyue’s hand. If you still want to marry her, you’d better restrain yourself a bit right now."

Li Tianyao said in a low voice, "The Hunting Meet is in just over ten days. Will you still worry about not having a chance to teach Luo Feng a lesson then?"

Li Tianyang took a deep breath, glancing unwillingly at the inn’s entrance. "I just can’t accept it! That good-for-nothing actually dared to give me attitude!"

"Lack of forbearance in small matters upsets great plans! As long as we gain the Feng Family’s support and our Li Family becomes the top family in Panlong City, what will Luo Feng amount to then? When that time comes, if you want to make the Luo Family disappear completely, won’t it be an easy matter?"

Li Tianyang’s eyes flickered. He gritted his teeth and said, "Alright then, I will endure for a few more days. After the Hunting Meet, I’ll personally tear Luo Feng to shreds!"

"Ling Que, close the window," Feng Lingyue said, sitting back down at her table in the second-floor room.

"Yes, Miss!"

The maidservant, Ling Que, closed the window, walked to the table, and looked curiously at Feng Lingyue. "Miss, what exactly happened just now? I clearly saw Li Tianyang about to hit Luo Feng, so why did Luo Feng suddenly appear at the inn’s entrance? Was it an illusion?"

"It wasn’t an illusion. Luo Feng’s speed was simply too fast," Feng Lingyue said softly, her beautiful eyes shimmering with ripples of surprise.

From her vantage point, she had clearly seen Luo Feng’s movements. That incredible speed, as swift as a gale, still made her heart pound.

"Wow, so Luo Feng’s Qinggong cultivation is that good? Miss, you also excel at Qinggong. Compared to Luo Feng, who is more skilled?" Ling Que asked, her large, limpid eyes blinking as she looked at Feng Lingyue.

"I would undoubtedly lose!"

Feng Lingyue exhaled lightly, her words enunciated with perfect clarity.