The Hooligan in Another World

Chapter 105 The Final Match

"How to deal with this problem? Falling in love with my aunt? This doesn't make sense. Although Dragon Lady and Yang Guo from the TV dramas in my previous life were together, they were not related by blood. I am related to my aunt by blood, although my soul is not the same person.” Lin Feng thought to himself.

He didn’t care about the secular world’s opinion, but how could Lin Tianjiao not care? Furthermore, the two of them were related by blood. Wouldn’t it be deformed if they had children in the future?

What were he thinking about? Lin Feng quickly controlled his thoughts and slapped himself again with his left hand. Then, before Lin Tianjiao could ask, he hurriedly said, "It's another mosquito."

Lin Feng’s quick words made Lin Tianjiao speechless. She wanted to ask more, but she was unable to. Looking at the handprints on each side of Lin Feng’s face, her heart ached. This nephew of hers was under too much pressure.

If Lin Feng knew what Lin Tianjiao was thinking, he would say, “It’s all because of you.” He could pursue toher, but if it came down to Lin Tianjiao, he could not force her!

Lin Feng’s two slaps had drawn other people’s attention. One must know that Lin Feng was no longer the unknown Lin Feng. He was the darkest horse in this year’s competition, and many experts lost to him. It was impossible for him not to draw others’ attention.

This was especially true for those who were considerate. Nalan Yunjie had been looking at Lin Feng affectionately, and there was also Mo'er Wayne. As Lin Feng slapped himself twice, the two stood up.

Nalan Yunjie's heart ached and she was nervous. But not Mo’er Wayne. She thought that Lin Feng had been put in a difficult position, so she wanted to go and argue with Lin Tianjiao.

Before she took a step, she was stopped by Nalan Yunjie. "What are you going to do?"

“They are making things difficult for Lin Feng, I want to go ask why. Is Lin Feng not performing well enough?” said Mo’er huffily.

"Don't think too much. Don't you see that her aunt is so nervous that her face is full of worry? How can she make things difficult for him? It must be Lin Feng's own business." Nalan Yunjie analyzed.

With two slaps, Lin Feng felt a little better. He stood up and said to Lin Tianjiao, "Aunt, I'll go to my school’s area." Now Lin Feng did not dare to stay by Lin Tianjiao's side anymore, because the beast-like thoughts were rushing into Lin Feng's mind.

“You go. Be careful when you fight.” Lin Tian-Jiao nodded.

“Jiao’er, Feng’er must be troubled by something right now. We need to settle it when we have the time. Although Feng’er’s strength is quite good, he is still a child. There are some things that you need to deal with,” Yun Yi said with a bit of worry.

“Yes, Feng’er has no mother since he was young, and his father passed away early. There are some things he doesn’t have anyone to talk to about. I want to talk to him after the competition,” said Lin Tianjiao.

“Did you notice the information that was leaked when Feng’er was thinking about the matter earlier?” Yun Yi looked at Lin Feng who was seated beside Nalan Yunjie and asked.

“I heard you. Feng’er means that he isn’t using his full strength right now. I don’t understand. I wonder what other trump cards Feng’er has, or is it just to comfort me?” Lin Tianjiao said after thinking about it for a moment.

“It won’t be to comfort you. He clearly knows that Zhao Xuan and Mu Le Paul are incomparably powerful, but he still wants to participate in this competition. That means he is completely confident in himself, because Feng’er will not do anything that he is uncertain of. Thus, he definitely has a trump card. Merely, we do not know about it,” Yun Yi said.

“Mm, I’m relieved about that. Oh right, Uncle Yun, did you notice who triggered Feng’er earlier? When Feng’er returned, he was fine. His heart suddenly sped up, so Feng’er’s incident should have happened earlier.” Lin Tianjiao pondered for a moment before asking.

Yun Yi gloomily said, “I didn’t notice that. Let’s ask after this is done. No matter who gives Feng’er a difficult problem, we cannot let them go.”

Not to mention that the people of the Lin Family were discussing. Nalan Yunjie looked at the two palm prints on Lin Feng's face and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you? What happened?"

“No! No! It’s just two annoying mosquitoes.” Even if Lin Feng were to be beaten to death, Lin Feng would not tell anyone about it. No one was allowed to know.

Mo’er took out her handkerchief and passed it to Lin Feng, saying, “Wipe it.”

"No! No." What a joke. Nalan Yunjie was still beside him. If he wiped his face with someone else's handkerchief, wouldn't he be asking for trouble? Maybe Nalan Yunjie wouldn't let him sleep with her. Wasn't that looking for trouble for himself? Lin Feng didn't want to do that.

While Lin Feng was busy, the second battle started.

It was the Third Princess Lan’er Wayne versus Zhao Xuan.

The two of them bowed slightly to each other and then began fighting. This battle was not intense. There was no killing intent in it. Zhao Xuan did not use any combat skills. He only relied on his movement techniques, and battle experience to fight the Third Princess. Furthermore, at the critical moment, he went easy on her.

Lin Feng clapped his hands and said, "Well, not bad. He is a gentleman. He knows how to take pity on women and have a good future."

"What about you? Do you know how to be gentle to women?" Mo'er asked.

“That depends on who it is. Miss Nalan is a gentle woman like the Third Princess, I will treat her gently. As for you guys, forget about it.” Lin Feng ignored the palm print on his face and pouted.

"Do you think you are a gentleman? When Miss Nalan sees someone like you, she will beat you up. How can you treat her gently?" Mo’er mercilessly attacked Lin Feng.

“Are you saying that I am inferior to him?” Lin Feng pointed to Zhao Xuan and asked.

“Truth be told, you are a little worse than him.” Mo’er did not want to say that, but Zhao Xuan was indeed someone she admired the most. Furthermore, she could sense that Zhao Xuan was slightly better than Lin Feng. After all, he was older with a higher level of cultivation.

“Perhaps. Even if he is stronger than me, it’s useless. I have to become the general.” After saying that, Lin Feng could not be bothered to pay attention to Mo’er.

Mo’er felt as if she had hit Lin Feng hard. She opened her mouth several times, but could not say anything.

"That's Lin Feng. Mo'er, ignore him." Nalan Yunjie tried to persuade her.

The reason why Lin Feng closed his eyes and rested was because he knew the outcome of this fight. The two of them were obviously sparring, how could it be called a battle? He might as well take a break. What was the relationship between the two of them? Lan’er was sparring with Zhao Xuan, while Mo’er was defending Zhao Xuan. Could it be that he was the future husband of the Third Princess? Holy shit, so what if he was? In a while, he would beat him up. If not for the fact that Zhao Xuan was like a man, he would cripple him. It was wrong for him to compete in getting the beauty!

Just as Lin Feng had expected, after sparring a few times, Lan’er Wayne took a few steps back and surrendered. The judge announced the result of the match. Zhao Xuan won, and the final group did not need to be called out by names. Mu Le Paul and Ying Shiqi stepped onto the stage.

At this time, the competition was no longer about the life and death struggle. At this level, one needed his strength to fight. If one was not strong enough, it is useless even if one wanted to struggle.

Mu Le Paul and Ying Shiqi bowed gracefully before retreating.

It was because regardless of the result, the two were going out to battle, neither one wishing for their relationship to worsen.

The gong in Xiao Feng’s hand rang out as the battle started. What was the outcome of this battle? It was a race against decisive opportunities. If Mu Le’s magic was used, then Ying Shiqi would lose. On the other hand, if Mu Le’s magic wasn’t able to turn the situation around and allowed Ying Shiqi to get close to him, then there would be no need for the battle to continue.

As such, Ying Shiqi had immediately charged at Mu Le Paul.

Mu Le swung his wand, and a water shield appeared.

He barely managed to block Ying Shiqi's body and his first blow. Then, he quickly cast the Windwalk on himself. After the moonlight was broken, he immediately set up a swamp in front of him.

After being blocked by the water shield, Ying Shiqi retreated. He charged forward a few times, but it did not go as he wished. Seeing that the spell had been cast and the arena was filled with swamp spells, he decided to admit defeat.

Now, all the people who were vying for the championship had appeared. They were Lin Feng, Mu Le Paul, and Zhao Xuan.

However, everyone believed that the championship should be between Mu Le Paul and Zhao Xuan. In Celestial Kingdom, the two of them were known as the twin heroes. Lin Feng was a dark horse, but after all, his background was not deep enough and his cultivation level was too low. It was already excellent for him to be able to reach this point.

For the sake of fairness, there was a cycle of matches between the three. Each person would fight two rounds, and the champion would be determined based on their scores.

Hearing the shouts, Lin Feng stood up. Walking onto the arena, every step he took caused the golden edges of his clothes to sparkle. Combined with Lin Feng’s scattered long hair, he gave off a completely different aura.

He went onto the field to draw lots to see the order of the final battle.

The sequence of matches was no. 1 versus no. 2, then No. 1 versus No. 3, and finally No. 2 and No. 3. If they were both one win and one loss, then they would continue until the victor was decided. The interval of the battle was two hours, and Divine Academy had brought two teachers of light elements to help the students recover their strength. In this way, the battle would be absolutely fair.

Lin Feng took out a red ball from the suitcase and opened it in front of him. F*ck, it was the least advantageous number one. He had to fight two battles in a row.

However, Lin Feng still calmly handed over the number to Xiao Feng, turned around, and stood on the other side of the arena. No matter which number belonged to Mu Le Paul or Zhao Xuan, he did not need to go down and was about to start the fight.

Lin Feng held Sky Splitter in his right hand and spat out a mouthful of murky breath. Alright, there was no need to keep a low profile anymore. If he did, it would be no different from admitting defeat. Mu Le Paul? Zhao Xuan? He needed to go out for both.

If he won the first round, there would be hope. But if he lost the first round, then the situation would be severe. No matter how he recovered in the second round, he would not be as good as he was in the first one.