A Teacher He Appears in the Critical Moment

"This kid is definitely being set up as a scapegoat."

Zheng Tong felt this was the most reasonable explanation.

Because no matter what, he couldn't believe that Lu Feng had the ability to manipulate beast-fighting matches.

Inside the Jinzhou Military Region base, Minister Xie An of the Military Merit Statistics Department suddenly received an urgent communication.

The caller was precisely the soldier ordered to secretly protect Lu Feng.

"Commander! Bad news—Lu Feng has been captured by the Blood Cherry Beast Fighting Arena!"

"What? He went to the beast fighting arena again?"

Xie An's voice turned heavy. Before the other could explain, he had already roughly guessed the reason.

This kid must have used his beast-controlling ability to win money again.

"Yes! He created three consecutive draws and won a huge sum, but the venue staff discovered him..."

The soldier reported the situation in detail.

"That bastard, too greedy!" Xie An couldn't help cursing.

"Stay where you are. I'll contact the arena to release him."

After hanging up, Xie An immediately dialed the number of Zhou Mingren, the Arena Master of the Blood Cherry Beast Fighting Arena.

Zhou Mingren was not only the Arena Master but also the Minister of the Exotic Beast Management Department in the military region, naturally a soldier as well.

However, he and Xie An, who was in charge of military merit records, rarely interacted on a daily basis.

In the back hall of the beast fighting arena, Lu Feng was firmly pressed onto a sofa by two warriors, unable to break free.

"Let me go! On what grounds are you arresting me?"

Panic stirred in his heart. He hadn't expected that just creating three draws would get him caught on the spot.

Zhou Mingren stood before him, squinting as he carefully observed.

He found it hard to believe that this young man had manipulated tonight's matches and stirred up the entire crowd.

Just as he was about to interrogate Lu Feng on how he controlled the match results, his communicator suddenly rang.

Seeing it was a call from Xie An of the Military Merit Statistics Department, Zhou Mingren frowned, then stepped aside and answered: "Minister Xie!"

Before he could ask further, Xie An cut straight to the point: "Minister Zhou, did you arrest a young man tonight?"

"How do you know?" Zhou Mingren was surprised.

"Don't make things difficult for him..."

"What? Is he a relative of yours?"

"Of course not. I, Xie, am not the type to bend the rules for personal connections. This young man is of great significance to our Jinzhou Military Region. You must ensure his safety."

Hearing this, Zhou Mingren's brow furrowed even tighter. "He... what's so special about him?"

"That's not convenient to explain for now. Please do me a favor and let the kid go first."

Since the other party put it that way, Zhou Mingren let out a light sigh. "Fine."

He didn't press further.

Military affairs sometimes involved classified matters. Though they were both part of the military region system, he mainly handled exotic beast management, so some things weren't worth prying into.

Walking out of the beast fighting arena, Lu Feng's mind was still in a daze. He couldn't understand why they had let him go so easily.

He shook his head and stopped overthinking. After causing such a commotion tonight, it was best to leave quickly.

No sooner had he stepped a short distance from the venue than a familiar figure blocked his path.

"Lu Feng! I really didn't expect to run into you here."

Zheng Tong looked him over with a sidelong glance, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "How much does being a scapegoat pay? You dare take that kind of money?"

In Zheng Tong's view, there was only one explanation for Lu Feng being here.

He had been dragged in by the beast fighting arena to act as a scapegoat to calm the crowd, putting on a show for some pocket money.

Lu Feng stared at this enemy who had stolen his spot at Martial University, a surge of intense hatred flooding his eyes. He wished he could tear him apart on the spot.

But he knew in his heart that he was still far from a match for the Zheng Family. The time for revenge had not yet come.

He said nothing and turned to leave.

"Hey! I'm talking to you—didn't you hear me?" Zheng Tong lunged forward in one stride, raising his hand to block Lu Feng's path. "And how did you get Principal Zhao thrown into prison?"

Lu Feng, however, couldn't be bothered to respond. He raised his hand and pushed Zheng Tong's arm aside, continuing forward.

"Bastard! You dare treat me like this?" Zheng Tong stared at his back, fury instantly flaring.

But this was the beast fighting arena's turf. Even as the grandson of the Vice City Lord, he didn't dare cause trouble here.

"Follow him,"

He ordered the two bodyguards behind him in a low voice. "Once he leaves the estate, grab him."

Lu Feng walked out of the beast fighting arena estate and stood on the neon-flashing street. He had just hailed a taxi.

Just as he was about to pull open the car door, two black-clothed martial artists swiftly approached and flanked him, one on each side.

"What are you doing?"

He immediately recognized them as Zheng Tong's bodyguards.

"Less talk, come with us."

One of them said coldly.

Seeing the situation turn sour, the taxi driver quickly hit the gas and sped off.

Ordinary people dared not meddle in matters between martial artists.

The military region warrior hiding in the shadows to protect Lu Feng was about to step in, but a man in his thirties rushed over first.

"Who are you people?"

Lu Feng turned his head and saw that it was his own homeroom teacher, He Qing.

It turned out that after Lu Feng turned off his communicator, He Qing couldn't shake his worry, fearing something had happened to him.

So he contacted Lu Feng's parents and told Lu Dahai and Li Qinglan about the sudden ten million in the account.

The couple immediately guessed that their son had probably gone to the Beast Fighting Arena again.

The huge sum he'd earned last time had also come from winning at the arena.

That was how their daughter Lu Mingxue had gotten her surgery fees.

After learning the truth, He Qing rushed to the Beast Fighting Arena, intending to bring Lu Feng out.

But just as he reached the entrance, he ran into the scene of him being seized.

"The Zheng Family is handling business. Bystanders, stay out of it," one black-clothed martial artist said coldly.

"The Zheng Family?" At those words, He Qing's gaze turned icy.

A ruling family of Jinzhou City, yet they repeatedly bullied the children of ordinary citizens.

Such a clan was truly contemptible.

He Qing said nothing else, clenched his fist, and struck directly at one of them.

That black-clothed martial artist hurriedly raised his hand to block. A dull thud rang out as powerful True Qi rippled outward, and the bodyguard was knocked back several steps before stumbling and falling to the ground.

Seeing this, the other bodyguard immediately released Lu Feng and turned to attack He Qing.

Unfortunately, both of these Zheng Family martial artists were only at Early Third Realm, no match for He Qing, who was at Mid Third Realm.

In just a few moves, the two were beaten to the ground, their faces bruised and swollen.

"Let's go."

After dealing with the bodyguards, He Qing immediately led Lu Feng away from the scene.

The two arrived at a restaurant in North City, ordered some late-night snacks, and talked as they ate.

"Teacher, thank you," Lu Feng said sincerely.

"You kid, you've got some nerve, running off to a place like the Beast Fighting Arena? How did you win ten million? And why did the Zheng Family want to catch you?"

He Qing fired off several questions in a row.

But Lu Feng didn't answer a single one. "Teacher, please don't ask. That ten million was my gift. As for the Zheng Family, I'll settle the score with them sooner or later."

"Nonsense. How could a teacher accept so much money from you? I've already transferred that ten million to your parents. Remember, stay far away from the Zheng Family from now on," He Qing warned sternly.

He knew well that such a great family was not something Lu Feng could contend with.

Back when he had gone to the Education Bureau to report Zhao Chang and the Zheng Family over Lu Feng's Martial University spot, the complaint had vanished without a trace, ignored by everyone.

"Forget it, let's not talk about the Zheng Family." Lu Feng changed the subject. "Teacher, I actually have some questions about the Martial Realm I'd like to ask you."

"Go ahead."

"What exactly is the difference between the Second Realm of Martial Arts and the Third Realm?"

He couldn't figure it out. He was already at the Iron Bone Realm Seventh Level, with a full burst power of forty thousand kilograms.

Yet before a Three Realm Martial Artist, he had no power to resist at all.

And there was one thing that had always troubled Lu Feng.

The mark on his chest could absorb the energy within Exotic Beasts.

But why could it only absorb from those above the third rank?

Exotic Beasts below the third rank provided no energy at all.