The Feeling of Beating Someone Up Was Amazing

The Feeling of Beating Someone Up Was Amazing

Bang!

The gatekeeper was slammed heavily against the iron gate forged from refined steel, left in a thoroughly miserable state.

Especially his face, smashed so swollen it looked like a pig's head—even his own mother would not have recognized him. It frightened several young girls watching nearby into tears.

"D-Don't hit me anymore! You're my uncle, alright? I was wrong, okay?!"

The gatekeeper looked as though he were crying for his parents.

Why the hell had he offended such a lunatic? This guy fought as if every strike were meant to kill, and his strength was terrifying!

"Stop hitting you? Dream on! This forty-ninth blow is for me! You actually dared tear up my test certificate. Tell me, do I have Soul Power or not?!"

Qin Feng gripped the hammer handle tightly, veins bulging across his forehead. The black spiked hammer came crashing down on the gatekeeper like he was playing whack-a-mole, while a strange smile curled on his lips.

At that moment, Qin Feng looked like a complete madman in everyone else's eyes.

But they did not know that Qin Feng was experiencing an unprecedented thrill.

Back on Earth, it had been a society ruled by law. After crossing over to Douluo Continent, he had spent more than six years in Spirit Hall being bullied in every possible way. Beating someone up this freely was something he had never fucking experienced before. Just two words: absolutely awesome!

If anyone was to blame, it was this guy and his loose mouth. Wouldn't it have been fine to just let them in? Instead, he had insisted on stopping them.

"Stop!"

At that instant, a hoarse voice rang out. The black-robed man turned his gaze toward Qin Feng.

For some reason, although that gaze seemed perfectly ordinary, Qin Feng clearly felt his movements being restrained by an inexplicable force.

"Don't get cocky, brat! Notting Academy's Grandmaster is watching how you keep acting up!"

Seeing that Qin Feng's movements appeared to be restrained, the gatekeeper, who had been beaten half to death, suddenly looked smug.

Bang!

The instant he finished speaking, the great iron hammer smashed directly into his stomach.

Though the blow looked light enough, the gatekeeper felt a force several times greater than before.

Everyone watched as the gatekeeper was sent flying into the T-shaped ornament on Notting Academy's massive granite archway. The gilded ornament happened to catch his clothes. At a glance, he looked like a hanging corpse, with bloody droplets falling to the ground.

The female students watching nearby screamed in terror.

"Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer?"

Seeing this, a glimmer flashed through the black-robed man's formerly indifferent eyes.

Notting Academy's School Guard had also arrived by then and immediately surrounded Qin Feng.

"Grandmaster, you're back."

When they saw the black-robed man approach, the School Guard, their faces originally filled with fury, all bowed to him in unison, their eyes carrying even more fawning looks.

"G-Grandmaster, that gatekeeper was disrespectful. Not only did he insult our Holy Spirit Village, he also said Spirit Hall's certificate was fake. Qin Feng is just a hot-tempered child."

Old Jack hurriedly pulled Tang San over to the black-robed man.

As the village chief, Old Jack at least knew how to read people. He knew that this man before him had to be someone with authority.

If Xiao Feng were truly taken away by the School Guard, he might never come out alive.

Honestly, Old Jack had never expected Xiao Feng to be so formidable. He had actually defeated an eleventh-level Spirit Master.

But this also indirectly proved that Holy Spirit Village was about to produce a dragon. Thus, Old Jack's only thought was to protect Qin Feng, no matter the cost.

"He injured someone from Notting Academy, and you old man still want us to let him go? Do you take Notting Academy for a soft persimmon, something any stray cat or dog can squeeze whenever they please?!"

The young man leading the School Guard shouted coldly.

"Shut up."

The black-robed man spoke calmly, and everyone instantly fell silent.

"Was that the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer you used just now?"

The black-robed man looked calmly at Qin Feng, but for some reason, Qin Feng felt as if he had been seen through.

"Yes."

Qin Feng answered honestly. This Grandmaster was the continent's foremost authority on theory; if he lied, the man would see through it with ease.

"So, you are the one who wishes to enroll?"

The black-robed man looked at Qin Feng.

"Xiao San is the one who wants to enroll. I wanted to get tested first and obtain admission qualifications, but that gatekeeper insisted that our Spirit Hall certificate was forged. He also refused to believe that I had Soul Power, so I had no choice but to prove it to him on the spot."

Qin Feng answered neither servilely nor arrogantly.

"You brat, you were clearly the one who beat someone up, yet you still dare accuse us first!"

The other young man who had been on duty with the gatekeeper clenched his fists and spoke coldly.

"Sir, could you show me your Spirit Hall certificate?"

Grandmaster ignored the young man and turned toward Old Jack instead.

Seeing this, Old Jack hurriedly took out the bag containing the certificate. He knew that whether Xiao Feng could be saved depended on a single word from this Grandmaster.

"There is nothing wrong with this certificate. On behalf of Notting Academy, I apologize to you."

Grandmaster carefully examined the Spirit Hall certificate, then spoke apologetically to Old Jack.

"No need to apologize, no need at all. We didn't handle things properly on our side either."

Having someone who was at least a Spirit Master apologize to him gave Old Jack's vanity an immense sense of satisfaction.

"Grandmaster, are we just letting this matter go?"

The School Guard Captain asked Grandmaster.

"Being beaten into this state by a child of six or seven, you should hurry and have someone take him down. What kind of sight is it to leave him hanging from the gate? He is truly disgracing Notting Academy."

Though Grandmaster's tone was calm, the young man shuddered from head to toe when he heard it.

Upon hearing those words, Old Jack finally let go of the worry that had been hanging over his heart. With this Grandmaster here, Xiao Feng should be safe.

"Xiao Feng, Xiao San, study hard here, understand? It's getting late, so Grandpa will head back first."

Old Jack spoke to Qin Feng and Tang San.

Neither of them said anything.

If Grandmaster had not appeared, the gatekeeper would already have become a cold corpse.

For someone so cruel and sharp-tongued, who had even dared offend Old Jack, even if Qin Feng had spared him, Tang San would have killed him outright.

Seeing that neither boy spoke, Old Jack assumed the two children had yet to adapt to being away from home alone. He gave them a few more reminders before finally leaving.

"Come on, let's go inside."

Grandmaster looked at Tang San and Qin Feng.

"Thank you, teacher."

Tang San and Qin Feng politely thanked Grandmaster.

If not for him, they would likely have had no choice but to return to the village in disgrace. They might even have been hunted down, let alone entered Notting Academy so peacefully to study.

"Hehe, I'm not a teacher at this academy."

Grandmaster said with a smile.

"Then you must be one of the academy's leaders?"

Xiao San raised his little head and asked.

"I'm not one of the academy's leaders either."

Grandmaster continued answering with great patience.

Along the way, Xiao San seemed much livelier, while Qin Feng followed quietly at the side like an introverted child.

Unlike Tang San, Qin Feng, as someone who had crossed over from Earth, knew Grandmaster's identity perfectly well.

At that moment, he was more focused on the status panel appearing before him.

Today's update was a little late because something came up this morning, so I could not update on time. But tonight's update definitely will not be late, so everyone can rest assured. Starting today, there will be two updates every day, at eight in the morning and eight at night. If there are recommendations, there will be three updates. All you handsome and adorable readers are welcome to shower the author with recommendation votes.