Threat

"Heh." Lin Feng chuckled. He naturally understood the threat in Mo Xun's words, but he didn't take it to heart.

Under such a fierce battle situation, Mo Xun dared to make threats despite knowing he wasn't an opponent, which was merely because he looked down on Lin Feng's potential and background, feeling emboldened.

Lin Feng didn't care about this; he would soon possess all of that.

As for whether the other party would retaliate through other martial artists, Lin Feng didn't need to worry about that.

In Jiang City, under the pervasive surveillance of the Blue Moon, everyone had no secrets unless they hid in their rooms.

Precisely because of this, no one dared to openly cripple or kill someone, not even the children of major conglomerates or prominent families.

Even professional assassins, no matter how discreet, would leave traces.

Under the Blue Moon's surveillance, every move of an assassin, who they contacted, what calls they made, what they said – the Blue Moon could investigate it all clearly.

Mo Xun could collude with others to beat him up, even break his leg, but he would have to pay medical fees and would absolutely not dare to cripple him. Mo Xun could use his parents' influence to get him expelled from school, get his parents fired, and even have them evicted from the Anbian Residential Area, but he wouldn't dare to assassinate him.

Such behavior was met with zero tolerance in any base city.

No matter how outstanding Mo Xun's aptitude or how powerful his family background, he would face severe legal punishment.

If Lin Feng had exceptional talent, reaching the standard of a genius, and Mo Xun found someone to cripple or kill him, not only Mo Xun himself but also his parents could face imprisonment, and their affiliated companies could be heavily fined, or even confiscated and shut down.

Geniuses were fragile in their early stages, even unparalleled prodigies.

For a base city, a hundred martial artists with average aptitude were not worth one genius martial artist. Without extremely severe punishments, any martial artist, or even an ordinary person with a gun, could nip a genius in the bud before they could grow.

After all, even the children of prominent families couldn't have bodyguards protecting them at all times.

The better the talent, the greater the security.

"The shoot that stands out gets hammered down" had some truth to it, but it wasn't applicable to Jiang City. It was suitable for the Otherworld or places outside the base cities where the Blue Moon's coverage didn't reach.

This was also why Lin Feng wasn't afraid of Mo Xun.

If Lin Feng could enter the "Glorious Rookie Ranking" in the future, he would qualify for "Blue Moon Protection," being under constant guard.

"What are you all gathered here for? Don't you need to rest at noon?"

Just as the two were locked in a standoff, a booming voice rang out.

The surrounding students trembled, scattering like they were avoiding snakes and scorpions, clearing a path. A figure like an iron tower was striding over.

He was a middle-aged man in his forties, tall, appearing to be at least two meters, with a broad back and strong waist, exceptionally sturdy. He wore ordinary jeans on his lower half and a white tight-fitting tank top on his upper half, perfectly showcasing his powerful physique.

"Iron Tower's here, Lin Feng's in trouble now," the students whispered.

The middle-aged man, nicknamed Iron Tower, was the dean of students and martial arts teacher at Jiangxin High School, an object of fear for many students.

"What's going on here? You're about to take your college entrance exams and you're still causing trouble."

The middle-aged man first glanced at the situation and then frowned at Mo Xun.

"Teacher Zhang Han, don't wrongly accuse me. I didn't lay a hand on anyone; he did," Mo Xun said calmly to the middle-aged man with a stern appearance, pointing at Lin Feng with a smile.

At this moment, the dean of students, named Zhang Han, turned his gaze to Lin Feng.

"You did it?"

Zhang Han asked Lin Feng, his tone laced with doubt.

Zhang Han was no stranger to the miserable figures on the ground; they were all senior students, members of the Elite Martial Arts Society, with the lowest strength being Body Cultivation Eighth Stage, and some even Body Cultivation Ninth Stage.

In school, they were the ones who bullied others; when had they ever been bullied?

And by one person against six?

How was that possible?

"I did," Lin Feng nodded, not denying it.

"It really was you? How did you do it?"

Even though Lin Feng admitted it himself, Zhang Han still found it hard to believe.

As the dean of students, he knew all the martial arts geniuses and students with backgrounds at Jiangxin High School, but he had no impression of Lin Feng at all.

One against six, could it be a Body Cultivation Ninth Stage martial arts genius?

Even Body Cultivation Ninth Stage would find it difficult to achieve this.

"Teacher Zhang, he really did it. His name is Lin Feng. Although he doesn't have resource assistance and his strength is only Body Cultivation Seventh Stage, nor has he refined a Demon Spirit, his combat skills are truly formidable!" Mo Xun confirmed.

Lin Feng stared coldly at Mo Xun, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his lips.

Mo Xun's words were essentially telling Zhang Han that he was a student without background or future.

At this point, Zhang Han finally believed, though still somewhat incredulously. However, he didn't press further, instead scolding Lin Feng, "Lin Feng, is it? Body Cultivation Seventh Stage, your grades aren't much, but your ability to cause trouble is quite impressive."

Just as Lin Feng had predicted, upon hearing Mo Xun's words, Zhang Han's attitude, which had some reservations, immediately changed.

Zhang Han glared with his large, bell-shaped eyes, scanning Lin Feng for a moment, and then asked, "Why did you beat up your classmates?"

"I was just passively defending myself!" Lin Feng replied.

"Passively defending yourself? Then why aren't you the one on the ground, but them?" Zhang Han questioned.

Lin Feng found this question very speechless.

It's like asking, "Why does he only hit you and not others?"

Ignoring the question, Lin Feng turned to leave.

"Stop right there!"

Zhang Han shouted loudly, directly blocking Lin Feng's path. He reached out to grab Lin Feng, but Lin Feng dodged him.

"You hit someone and you want to leave?"

Seeing that Lin Feng dared to dodge, Zhang Han became even more furious.

"Teacher Zhang, I can testify that they made the first move," Yage said at this moment.

"I can also testify," Gao Hai added.

Facing Yage, Zhang Han's expression showed some hesitation.

He was naturally familiar with this young girl. She was the most talented girl currently making waves at Jiangxin High School, and he couldn't afford to offend her. As for Gao Hai, the fatty, he was simply ignored.

"Teacher Zhang, if he leaves after hitting someone, how will you explain it to the school?" Mo Xun said again while Zhang Han was hesitating.

Zhang Han's expression was grave. He naturally knew the background and influence of the Elite Martial Arts Society. If handled improperly, he might be in a lot of trouble.

Yage looked at Mo Xun, her expression showing a hint of disdain. In her opinion, Mo Xun's actions were clearly those of a despicable person. Seeing this, Mo Xun felt helpless but did not intend to let Lin Feng go.

"Yes, you all disperse. You, come with me to the office to explain clearly."

Zhang Han walked up to Lin Feng, looking down at him from above. "Kid, don't force my hand."

"They were the ones who attacked first. You can check the surveillance footage," Yage said anxiously, but Zhang Han ignored her.

Between Lin Feng and the Elite Martial Arts Society, he had already made his choice.

For him, this choice was very simple.

At this moment, Lin Feng also felt somewhat annoyed. Such a boring trick was simply a waste of his time.

His time was his life, and it was very precious!

Lin Feng slowly raised his head, looking at Teacher Zhang Han, who was two heads taller than him, and asked with a smile, "I say, what are you?"

As soon as the words fell, the entire place fell silent!

Everyone looked at Lin Feng in disbelief.

Was he crazy?

Challenging the dean, known as the "butcher," directly at school.

"What?"

Even Zhang Han was momentarily bewildered, as if he couldn't believe it. Then, as he reacted, he became enraged. He roared, "Say that again!"

"I said, what are you?" Lin Feng calmly replied, completely unfazed.

"You're already forty-something, and you're only a First-Rank Martial Artist. Your talent and strength are utter garbage," Lin Feng continued, ignoring Zhang Han's increasingly flushed face. "People call you Teacher Zhang, do you really think you're someone important?"

All the students looked at Lin Feng incredulously.

These were words they also wanted to say, but had never dared to utter. Even Mo Xun was somewhat shocked.

Although he was arrogant at school, it was only towards students. Even he had never openly provoked Zhang Han. Did Lin Feng not want to live?

Zhang Han was a martial artist. Even if he was only a First-Rank Martial Artist, with his ability to cultivate techniques, he was definitely an existence that Body Cultivators couldn't contend with!

Did Lin Feng think his combat skills were so strong that he could challenge a martial artist?

Even if he could defeat Zhang Han, so what? Publicly challenging a teacher at school, did he still want to continue his studies?

A cold smile appeared on Mo Xun's lips. He felt that he didn't need to make a move; Lin Feng would be expelled.

"You son of a bitch, get over here!" Zhang Han roared, grabbing Lin Feng by the collar and lifting him up. "Are you looking for death?"

"I will retaliate!"

Even though his feet were dangling in the air, suspended, and he was struggling to breathe, Lin Feng remained indifferent. Facing the enraged Zhang Han, he said calmly, "If you dare to lay a hand on me, I swear I will kill you."

Zhang Han couldn't believe that he had not only been humiliated but also threatened.

Threatened by a student?

He clenched his right fist, wanting to teach Lin Feng a harsh lesson. However, when he met Lin Feng's dark eyes, an icy chill surged into his heart. He felt his entire body stiffen and grow cold.

Was that killing intent?

How could a student possess such intense killing intent?

This killing intent was almost palpable. Had he actually killed someone?

Killed many people?

Zhang Han felt a chill in his heart. Just as Lin Feng had said, his aptitude was very poor, otherwise, he wouldn't have become a high school teacher. If he had the strength, he would have been hunting demonic beasts in the Otherworld long ago. The income from that would have been dozens of times higher than his salary!

Although he appeared high and mighty at school, with students fearing him like a tiger, that was only for now, only temporary. Once these students enrolled in martial arts universities, they would soon surpass him.

At that time, if someone sought revenge, would he have the ability to resist?

Although Lin Feng was only at the Body Cultivation Seventh Stage at this time, he could already take on six opponents. By the time he graduated and became a martial artist, he himself...

Thinking this, he started to feel a little scared. He still had a family and children; there was no need to be impulsive.

Although Lin Feng's threat was understated, even comically so, his tone was as if he were saying, "If you keep this up, I'll hit you!"

But at this moment, no one laughed out loud.

Because those plain words were so firm, and that killing intent was so real.

And the tragic figures on the ground proved that he absolutely wasn't just talking.

"Lin Feng?"

Yage looked at Lin Feng in disbelief. Lin Feng at this moment was extremely unfamiliar.

Lin Feng extended his hands and pried Zhang Han's hands open. He didn't encounter much resistance and soon returned to the ground.

"Take him with you,"

Lin Feng said to Gao Hai. Gao Hai was clearly still in a state of shock, but after he reacted, he nodded. The two then lifted Yang Fan from the ground and prepared to leave.

At this moment, everyone automatically parted to create a path for the two to pass.

"This matter isn't over, you still have to apologize to Mo Xun," Yage said after a while, catching up to Lin Feng's footsteps and persuading him again.

"And you have to apologize to Teacher Zhang, otherwise you won't even be qualified for the college entrance examination!"

"You know the consequences, why are you overestimating yourself?"

Yage was no longer considering Lin Feng's feelings, her tone becoming direct: "Do you think defeating them is a big deal? If they just say the word, you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Lin Feng's figure had already gone far away, which made Yage stomp her foot in anger.