Threat

"Heh heh." Lin Feng smiled. He naturally understood the threat behind Mo Xun's words, but he did not take it too seriously.

In such a miserable situation, knowing he was no match for Lin Feng yet still daring to threaten him, Mo Xun simply looked down on his potential and background and had nothing to fear.

Lin Feng did not care about that. He would soon possess all those things.

As for whether Mo Xun would find martial artists to retaliate against him, Lin Feng did not need to worry about that.

In River City, under Blue Moon's omnipresent surveillance, unless one hid inside a room, no one had any secrets.

That was precisely why no one dared to openly cripple or kill others, not even the children of major corporations and great lineages.

Even professional assassins, no matter how secretive they were, would leave traces behind.

Under Blue Moon's surveillance, every move the assassin made—whom he had contacted, what calls he had made, what he had said—could be investigated with absolute clarity.

Mo Xun could join others in beating him up, even break his legs, but he would have to pay the medical expenses and would absolutely not dare cripple him permanently. Mo Xun could use his parents' influence to have him expelled from school, leave his parents without jobs, or even drive them out of Anbian Residential Area, but he alone would not dare assassinate him.

Such behavior was met with zero tolerance in every Base City.

No matter how outstanding Mo Xun's aptitude was or how formidable his family background, he would face severe punishment under the law.

If Lin Feng's talent proved exceptional and met the standard of a genius, then if Mo Xun had someone cripple or kill him, not only Mo Xun himself, but even his parents might face imprisonment. The corporation they belonged to would also face enormous fines and might even be directly confiscated and shut down.

Geniuses were fragile in their earliest stages, and even peerless geniuses were no exception.

To a Base City, a hundred martial artists with above-average aptitude could not compare to a single genius martial artist. Without punishments severe to the extreme, any martial artist—even an ordinary person carrying a gun—could strangle a genius who had yet to grow in the cradle.

After all, even children of great lineages could not have bodyguards protecting them every moment of every day.

The better one's talent, the more one's safety was guaranteed.

"The tree that rises above the forest will be shattered by the wind" made some sense, but it did not apply in River City. It applied in the Otherworld or outside Base Cities, places beyond Blue Moon's coverage.

That was also why Lin Feng did not fear Mo Xun.

If Lin Feng could enter the Glory Rookie Ranking in the future, he would gain the qualification for Blue Moon Guardian protection and remain protected at all times.

"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 thunderous shout rang out.

The watching students all shuddered. As though avoiding snakes and scorpions, they hastily opened a path as an iron-tower-like figure strode toward them.

He was a middle-aged man in his forties, tall enough to be nearly two meters, broad-backed and thick-waisted, with an exceptionally burly build. He wore ordinary jeans below and a tight white tank top above, perfectly displaying his explosive physique.

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

The middle-aged man's nickname was Iron Tower. He was Jiangxin First High School's director of discipline and martial arts teacher, an object of fear for countless students.

"What are you doing? The college entrance exam is coming up, and you're still causing trouble."

The middle-aged man first looked over the situation, then frowned at Mo Xun.

"Teacher Zhang Han, don't wrong me. I didn't make a move. He was the one who attacked first." Facing the cold-looking middle-aged man, Mo Xun remained calm and pointed at Lin Feng with a smile.

Only then did the director of discipline named Zhang Han turn his gaze toward Lin Feng.

"You did this?"

Zhang Han questioned Lin Feng, his tone somewhat doubtful.

Zhang Han was no stranger to the miserable figures on the ground. They were all third-year students, members of the Elite Martial Arts Society. The weakest among them were at the Body Cultivation Eighth Stage, while some were even at the Body Cultivation Ninth Stage.

At school, they had always been the ones bullying others. When had they ever been bullied?

And by one person against six?

How was that possible?

"I did." Lin Feng nodded without denying it.

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

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

As director of discipline, he knew every martial arts genius and well-connected student at Jiangxin First High School, yet he had no impression of Lin Feng whatsoever.

One against six—could he be a martial arts genius at the Body Cultivation Ninth Stage?

Even someone at the Body Cultivation Ninth Stage would find it difficult to do this, wouldn't they?

"Teacher Zhang, he really did attack. His name is Lin Feng. Although he has no resources supporting him, is only at the Body Cultivation Seventh Stage, and hasn't refined a demon spirit, his combat skills are truly strong!" Mo Xun confirmed.

Lin Feng coldly watched Mo Xun, a faint sneer appearing on his lips.

Mo Xun's words were simply telling Zhang Han that he was a student with no background and no future.

Only then did Zhang Han truly believe it, though he still found it somewhat unbelievable. However, he did not continue questioning him. Instead, he berated Lin Feng, "Lin Feng, right? Body Cultivation Seventh Stage, poor grades, but you're awfully skilled at causing trouble."

Just as Lin Feng had predicted, after hearing Mo Xun's words, Zhang Han's originally cautious attitude changed at once.

Zhang Han glared with eyes like bronze bells, sizing Lin Feng up for a moment before asking, "Why did you beat your fellow students?"

"I was only defending myself," Lin Feng said.

"Defending yourself? Then why are they the ones lying on the ground instead of you?" Zhang Han demanded.

Lin Feng found that question utterly speechless.

It was like asking, "Why did he hit you instead of hitting someone else?"

Ignoring him, Lin Feng turned and prepared to leave.

"Stop!"

Zhang Han suddenly shouted and directly blocked Lin Feng's path. He reached out to grab Lin Feng, but Lin Feng dodged him.

"You want to leave after beating people?"

Seeing that Lin Feng still dared evade him, Zhang Han grew even more furious.

"Teacher Zhang, I can testify that they attacked first," Yage said at that moment.

"I can testify too," Gao Hai said as well.

Facing Yage, Zhang Han's expression became somewhat hesitant.

Naturally, he knew the young girl before him. She was currently Jiangxin First High School's most prominent genius girl and could not be offended. As for Gao Hai, that fat boy, Zhang Han ignored him outright.

"Teacher Zhang, if he just leaves after beating them up, how will you explain that to the school?" Mo Xun spoke again while Zhang Han hesitated.

Zhang Han's expression turned grave. Naturally, he knew the Elite Martial Arts Society's background and influence. If he mishandled this, he might find himself in serious trouble.

Yage looked at Mo Xun with a hint of disdain. In her eyes, Mo Xun's actions were clearly those of a petty, despicable man. Seeing this, Mo Xun felt somewhat helpless, but he had no intention of letting Lin Feng go.

"Fine. You all disperse. You, come with me to the discipline office and explain yourself clearly."

Zhang Han walked up to Lin Feng and looked down at him from above. "Kid, don't force me to make a move."

"They clearly 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.

To him, it was a simple choice.

At that moment, Lin Feng was getting annoyed too. This kind of boring farce was simply wasting his time.

His time was his life, and it was precious!

Lin Feng slowly raised his head, staring at Teacher Zhang Han, who was two heads taller than him, and asked with a smile, "Tell me, who the hell do you think you are?"

The moment those words fell, the entire place fell silent!

Everyone stared at Lin Feng in disbelief.

Had he gone mad?

He was directly challenging the director of discipline known as the killer while at school.

"What?"

Even Zhang Han was momentarily bewildered, as if he could not believe what he had heard. Then, once he recovered, rage exploded from him. He roared, "Say that again!"

"I said, who the hell do you think you are?" Lin Feng replied calmly, completely unaffected.

"You're already past forty, aren't you? Yet you're only a First-Rank Martial Artist. Your talent and strength are garbage to the extreme." Ignoring Zhang Han's increasingly flushed face, Lin Feng continued, "People call you Teacher Zhang, and you really think you're somebody?"

All the students looked at Lin Feng in disbelief.

They had wanted to say those words too, but they had never dared voice them. Even Mo Xun was shocked.

He might run rampant at school, but that was only against students. Even he had never provoked Zhang Han to his face. Did Lin Feng not want to live anymore?

Zhang Han was a martial artist. Even if he was merely a First-Rank Martial Artist, someone who could cultivate techniques was absolutely beyond the Body Cultivation Realm's ability to contend with!

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

Even if he could truly defeat Zhang Han, so what? Publicly provoking a teacher at school—did he still want to continue studying?

A cold smile appeared at Mo Xun's lips. He felt that without even needing to act himself, Lin Feng would be expelled.

"You little bastard, get over here!" Zhang Han roared, suddenly grabbing Lin Feng by the collar and lifting him straight off the ground. "Are you looking to die?"

"I will retaliate!"

Even with his feet dangling in the air, suspended by the collar and struggling a little to breathe, Lin Feng remained cold and indifferent. Facing the enraged Zhang Han, he said flatly, "If you dare touch me, I swear I'll kill you."

Zhang Han could not believe that he had not only been humiliated, but threatened as well.

Threatened by a student?

His right hand involuntarily clenched. He wanted to give Lin Feng a lesson he would never forget, but when he met those pitch-black eyes, a bone-piercing chill surged into his heart. His entire body felt slightly stiff and cold.

Was that killing intent?

How could a student possess such intense killing intent?

That killing intent was nearly condensing into substance. Had he truly killed people?

Killed many people?

Fear rose in Zhang Han's heart. Just as Lin Feng had said, his aptitude was poor. Otherwise, he would not have become a high school teacher. If he had the ability, he would have long since gone to the Otherworld to hunt demon beasts, where a single year's income would be dozens of times greater than his salary!

Though he seemed lofty and untouchable at school, with students fearing him like a tiger, that was only for now, only temporary. Once these students entered martial arts universities, they would soon surpass him.

Then, if someone retaliated, would he have the ability to resist?

Lin Feng was only at the Body Cultivation Seventh Stage now, yet he could already fight one against six. Once he graduated and became a martial artist, he...

Thinking of that, he began to feel afraid. He had a family and children. There was no need to act on impulse.

Although Lin Feng's threat was calm, even laughably calm, his tone was like he was saying, "Keep this up, and I'll hit you!"

Yet no one laughed.

Because those calm words were so resolute, and that killing intent was so real.

And the miserable figures lying on the ground proved that he was absolutely not merely talking.

"Lin Feng?"

Yage stared at Lin Feng in disbelief. At that moment, Lin Feng felt utterly unfamiliar to her.

Lin Feng reached out with both hands and pried Zhang Han's hand away. He did not encounter much resistance and quickly returned to the ground.

"Take him with us."

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

At that moment, everyone automatically parted to open a passage for them.

"This matter cannot end like this. You still have to apologize to Mo Xun." After a while, Yage caught up to Lin Feng and tried persuading him again.

"And you need to apologize to Teacher Zhang too. Otherwise, you won't even be qualified to take the college entrance exam!"

"You know the consequences, so why are you being so overconfident?"

Yage was no longer considering Lin Feng's feelings, and her tone became direct. "Do you think defeating them is such a big deal? All they need to do is say the word, and you..."

Before she could finish, Lin Feng's figure had already gone farther and farther away, making Yage stamp her foot in anger.