Refusal

Hmph!

Dai Mubai snorted coldly. One more step back would take him off the platform, so he could only meet the attack head-on. He swiftly raised both hands and punched out.

Their fists collided with a muffled bang.

Wang Feng stumbled back two steps. Dai Mubai was also driven to the edge of the platform and nearly fell, but managed to steady himself.

"Everyone really did underestimate you." Dai Mubai frowned slightly. The force of Wang Feng's two punches had left both his arms numb.

Wang Feng made no reply and attacked again.

Dai Mubai was at a complete disadvantage in speed. Though the platform was small, Wang Feng made full use of every inch of space, displaying his movement technique to the utmost. Every strike aimed straight for Dai Mubai's vital points.

Dai Mubai could only defend himself, waiting for a chance to strike at an opening in Wang Feng's movements.

Below the platform, a fatty beside Tang San asked quietly, "Third Brother, who's stronger, Boss Dai or this Wang Feng?"

"Hard to say. Wang Feng is probably faster than I am, and he still hasn't shown his full strength. But Boss Dai won't be beaten that easily either. If he wants to defeat Boss Dai with speed alone, it's absolutely impossible."

"So Boss Dai has a better chance of winning!"

"Probably!" Tang San gave no definite answer, because he wasn't sure either.

Behind them, the teacher stared fixedly at the platform, astonished.

These were definitely Wang Feng's true abilities. Although he could also see that Wang Feng had yet to use his full strength, being able to suppress Dai Mubai like this was already enough to rank him among the top ten on the Holy Ranking.

Dai Mubai was a Power Attack System Battle Soul Master, yet someone else was pressing him hard. This was definitely the first time the teacher had seen it. Even against Tang San, Dai Mubai would never have been suppressed for so long.

But just as they thought, it was absolutely impossible for Wang Feng to defeat Dai Mubai so easily.

Dai Mubai finally erupted. He raised his leg and swept it against the direction of Wang Feng's movement, catching him at just the right moment.

Bang!

Wang Feng was forced to stop, but the sound hadn't come from Dai Mubai's leg striking his chest. It had collided with his fist instead.

Wang Feng had never let his guard down, so he had already struck when the leg swept toward him.

Wang Feng's punch had nearly broken Dai Mubai's leg. Dai Mubai knew full well that if Wang Feng hadn't held back, his leg definitely wouldn't have survived.

"I lost," Dai Mubai said, looking at Wang Feng with a deep frown. Wang Feng had held back, so there was no need for him to continue. Fighting on would only be humiliating.

"What? Young Master Dai lost!"

"What's going on? Young Master Dai hasn't lost yet, has he? Why is he admitting defeat?"

Many students were stunned by Dai Mubai's surrender, their faces filled with disbelief.

But they could only watch as Dai Mubai jumped down from the platform.

Dai Mubai walked over to Tang San and the others and shook his head. "He's strong. If he hadn't held back, my leg would have been done for just now."

"What? He's that strong? How is that possible? Wasn't he taking your attack head-on?"

The fatty was shocked, as were the three women and one man beside him. Just how formidable did someone have to be to take another person's attack head-on and hurt them instead?

Tang San nodded and patted Dai Mubai on the shoulder. "He really is a powerful opponent. Let me see for myself just how strong he is."

"You're going up?"

"Third Brother, why don't you let me try first?" the fatty suddenly said, his face alight with excitement.

Tang San shook his head. "I'll do it myself. Maybe I was his target all along."

"His target was you? What do you mean?"

Tang San smiled without explaining. Instead, he stepped forward and looked at Wang Feng.

"Wang Feng, let me see just how strong you are!"

"Tang San, you finally can't resist making a move against me?" Wang Feng said, smiling at Tang San as though he had been waiting for him to speak.

Tang San frowned, his expression complicated. After a moment of silence, he said, "If you can kill me, then my life is yours."

"Heh, kill you? Do you think I'd dare?"

"You!"

"All right, enough talk. I'm not going to fight you." With that, Wang Feng jumped straight down from the platform.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing. You and I are bound to fight, but not today. Tang San, let's see whose teacher is better, yours or mine."

"What exactly do you mean?"

"Nothing. Pass a message to your master for me: sometimes, if you're not sure about something, don't go spreading it around. Otherwise, you can do people a lot of harm."

Wang Feng finished speaking with a smile and turned to leave. Tang San frowned deeply, unable to understand what Wang Feng meant.

"Wang Feng, wait!"

The teacher suddenly blocked Wang Feng's path and said, "With your abilities, there's no need for you to go to an ordinary class. Stay in the special class instead! I'll speak to the dean myself."

"Thank you, teacher, but there's no need."

Wang Feng refused the teacher's kind offer, making him so angry he nearly lost his temper. But he also knew Wang Feng's identity: as Bibi Dong's disciple, Wang Feng was someone he couldn't afford to offend.

"That guy actually turned down a chance to enter the special class. Is he really that arrogant?"

"Is he crazy? He actually refused to enter the special class!"

The students were all astonished. Who didn't want to enter the special class? There were only fifty places, yet someone had actually refused to join.

Tang San stared intently at Wang Feng's retreating figure, his brow deeply furrowed. Even now, he still didn't understand what Wang Feng meant.

"Little San, what's going on?" Dai Mubai walked over to Tang San and asked with a frown.

Tang San shook his head. He didn't know what Wang Feng meant either.

Just as Wang Feng was about to leave the arena, Hu Liena suddenly caught up with him.

"Senior Brother, are you crazy? Why did you refuse?" Hu Liena followed behind Wang Feng, looking utterly puzzled. She couldn't understand why he had refused.

Wang Feng stopped and looked at Hu Liena. "Stop following me and hurry back to class! Study hard. You really do need to train hard in the special class. I don't need to; I have my own path to walk."

"No. If you won't go to the special class, Senior Brother, then I won't go either. I'll follow you." Hu Liena wrapped her arms around Wang Feng's arm, clearly intending to cling to him.

Wang Feng shook his head helplessly and pulled her hands away. "Stop fooling around. Don't forget the task Teacher gave us. Cultivate diligently."

"All right!" Hu Liena stared at Wang Feng with an aggrieved expression, giving him a terrible headache.

"Hurry inside! I have something to do, so I can't talk any longer. I'll come see the two of you when I have time."

"Then you mustn't forget."

"I know, I know. Hurry along!"

Hu Liena turned and went back into the arena with a grin. Wang Feng hurriedly slipped away.

He then went straight to the teaching office and requested an extended leave, doing the same for Su Yang while he was at it. With the Pope Token, the staff in the teaching office didn't dare make things difficult for him and could only grant their requests.

Wang Feng then took Su Yang away from the academy, and, accompanied by Yue Guan, quietly left Holy Virtue City. No one knew where they had gone.