The Hooligan in Another World

Chapter 212 Challenge! Tiangang Peak

Liu Qi slapped his thigh and said, "What are you talking about? If he wants to fight his way to the Tiangang Peak, will my junior brother be able to fulfill my ambitions? If he fails, he will be too flashy!"

“Which one of this junior's affairs isn't flirtatious? He came back riding a great condor last night!” Lexter whispered.

"Riding a big eagle? What eagle? A fifth-level golden-feathered eagle? Or a sixth-level lightning eagle? It's amazing!" Liu Qi said excitedly.

"Neither of them. Guess again." Lexter behaved as if he were an eagle.

"I guess it's not a fourth-order Mixed Hair Eagle. A seventh-order Snow Feather Eagle? Could it be an eighth-order Snow Feather Eagle?" Liu Qi was shocked by his words.

"Yes, it's an eighth-stage Snow Feather Eagle King. It recognized its owner automatically and has become a seventh-stage Snow Feather Eagle King now." Lexter followed his younger martial brother to show off.

“Come, let’s go check it out secretly,” Liu Qi whispered.

"If you want to die, go by yourself. Don't drag me with you. In the morning, when you didn't come, my master ordered that anyone who dares to get within 200 feet of the Qingyun Pavilion will have his legs broken," said Lexter gloomily.

“Fuck, the Qingyun Pavilion has become his? That’s too overbearing!” Liu Qi stomped his feet as he spoke.

“It’s not our junior martial brother’s idea. It’s our master’s arrangement. Don’t joke around. This isn’t a joke.” Lexter warned Liu Qi, fearing that he would cause trouble.

“I know, when has Martial Uncle ever played around? I say, our junior brother is too awesome!” Liu Qi’s face was full of dissatisfaction.

"If you can reach the peak of third or fourth level in both magic and martial arts at the age of 20, you can also be so awesome." Li Tiandu, who was squatting on one side, interrupted.

“Right, Little Junior Brother is going to Tiangang Peak to challenge him. Logically speaking, the old fellow should not interfere. However, Senior Brother and I are worried. We plan on going forward to assist him. Don’t let others play dirty tricks. Will you go?” asked Lexter.

“Why not? He is your junior brother, and mine. If it is possible, we can bully him. However, if it is others, he will have to face the consequences.” As the senior disciple of Heavenly Sword Peak, Liu Qi was a very protective person.

Lin Feng lit a cigar and walked into the martial arts practice field. He thought to himself, "I'll ask my master where Beigong Xue is."

The new disciples did not recognize Lin Feng and did not understand. To think that a mere brat would dare to come here and act so arrogantly. Which peak’s disciple was this? Just wait for the patriarch to fly into a rage and you will know how the word ‘death’ was written.

Lin Feng shamelessly walked before Chen Tianlin.

Chen Tianlin kicked a chair to Lin Feng and said, "Sit down. What does your teacher mean?"

“The Sect Master said that he will come at night.” Lin Feng bowed.

“What are you holding in your mouth? Are you feeling unwell?” asked Chen Tianlin.

Lin Feng stood up, took out one and handed it to Chen Tianlin, saying, “Master, here you are. This is something to use to refresh the mind. It’s very comfortable.”

“There’s such an effect too.” Borrowing the small fireball in Lin Feng’s hand, he lit up the cigar and smoked as Lin Feng did.

“Cough, cough, what is this?” Chen Tianlin, who wasn’t used to it, choked.

“Master, take it slow. It will feel good after one or two tries.” Lin Feng took out a small bundle as if he was performing a magic trick.

The disciples who wanted to see a joke were stunned. Who was this man? Sitting together with the Grand Teacher and laughing — this was too unbelievable. What kind of treatment was this? Even if the sect master came, the Grand Teacher would never laugh like this.

"Do you see that? This is strength. This is strength!" Looking at Lin Feng and his master sitting together, Lexter said to Li Tiandu and Liu Qi enviously.

“What are they smoking? It seems like Master and Junior Martial Brother are enjoying it!” Li Tiandu said after taking a look.

“Floating, it feels good. Leave me another bundle.” After teaching Chen Tianlin for a while, Chen Tianlin found a feeling.

"Master, did any girls come here a year ago?" Lin Feng took out more than a dozen tied together and handed them to Chen Tianlin and asked about Beigong Xue.

"Yes! She's here! She's introduced by you. I arranged for her to live in the Qingyun Pavilion, but you didn't come back for a few months. I was afraid that she would be alone, so I sent her to Elder Yuelan's place. She usually comes back to take care of the Qingyun Pavilion when she's free. That girl loves to grow flowers and plants," Chen Tianlin said.

“Thank you, teacher.” Lin Feng bowed.

“Alright, don’t be polite. Let’s discuss something important with your Sect Master tonight.” Chen Tianlin took a puff of cigar and said.

“Master, please slow down. If you absorb too much, you’ll end up losing consciousness.” Lin Feng was worried that Chen Tianlin was muddle-headed.

Chen Tianlin stood up and nodded at Lin Feng. Then, he turned to the disciples below and shouted, “All of you, stop! Charge forward! You three, come over as well!”

After a while, the disciples stood in front of Chen Tianlin obediently. Lexter, Li Tiandu, and Liu Qi stood in the front and waited for Chen Tianlin's speech.

“Feng’er, come here.” Chen Tianlin took a puff of cigar and said.

Lin Feng took two steps forward and stood beside Chen Tianlin, bowing slightly. The master and disciple immediately hung themselves with a small stick in their mouths, smoking.

Chen Tianlin, who was originally kind-hearted and strict, was led astray by Lin Feng.

“All of you, take a good look. This is my last disciple. In the future, when you see Junior Martial Uncle, you must pay your respects. When you see Junior Martial Uncle, you must greet him. Do you hear me? Although your Junior Martial Uncle is young, in all aspects, he is not someone that you can compare to. Look at this robe, look at the sun. Learn well.” Chen Tianlin pointed at the emblem on Lin Feng’s robe as he lectured them.

No wonder he was so powerful. It turned out that he was the legendary Little Martial Uncle! It seemed that he was much stronger than Master and Second Martial Uncle. This was what the disciples thought.

"Alright. Once you have a goal, cultivate well. Don't throw away the people of our Moon-watching Peak. Do what you need to do!" After giving his orders, Chen Tianlin sat down and began to study his cigar.

“Junior brother, I am Senior Brother Liu Qi from the main peak. What do you want to pull out from your mouth? Give me one!” Liu Qi stepped forward and said.

"Get lost. What are you doing here?" Chen Tianlin was afraid that Lin Feng would run out of food, so he was not willing to let Liu Qi steal it from him.

“Master, I still have more. Don’t worry, I have a few here. Senior brothers, go try them out.” Lin Feng didn’t mind teaching a few more tobacco pipes. Those things seemed to only belong to him, and it would be best if he got addicted to them. He gave each of them five.

Although it was given by Lin Feng, Chen Tianlin's heart ached. He opened his mouth and scolded, "Take it and get out."

Liu Qi and the other two bad guys ran aside, watched Chen Tianlin and Lin Feng puff and smoke, and began smoking.

Even if Li Tiandu and Lexter didn't have fire magic talent, they could easily light a cigarette, but Liu Qi couldn't. He was anxious to ask Li Tiandu and Lexter for help. What the f*ck, it was good to be a magician.

However, Li Tiandu and Lexter were busy with their own affairs and had no time to talk to him. He called them for a long time, but no one cared. Liu Qi took out the big knife on his back and asked, "Do you want to order or not?"

Li Tiandu didn't pay attention to him, but Lexter couldn't. He made a small fireball and lit it for him. The three of them squatted aside and began to smoke.

When Nan Ruoli settled the normal things, he felt that everything was fine, so he rushed to the Moon-watching Peak. In the recent year, the Moon-watching Peak was full of newcomers. It was a new atmosphere. Teaching disciples was very exciting, which made Nan Ruoli very happy. The only lonely Moon-watching Peak in the Po Jun Sect was also lively.

When he arrived at the martial arts practice field, he was a little dumbfounded. It was normal for the disciples to try their best to cultivate, but two groups were too abnormal. Chen Tianlin and Lin Feng were sitting together, holding tea, holding small sticks in their mouths, and smoking. What was this? He felt that they were enjoying it very much.

The other bunch of people were worse and more obscene. Liu Qi, Li Tiandu, and Lexter squatted together with a stick in their mouths, smoking. What was going on? Nan Ruoli was confused. These three people were the best of the second generation disciples of the Po Jun Sect. How did they end up like this?

"Senior brother, you're here. Sit, sit." After more than a year, Chen Tianlin and Nan Ruoli's relationship had returned to normal.

“Master, please.” Lin Feng stood up and poured a cup of tea for Nan Ruoli.

“What’s going on?” Nan Ruoli took the tea and pointed at the cigar in Lin Feng’s hand.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry, I’m just joking.” Chen Tianlin didn’t want anyone else to get the small rod.

“What do you mean it’s fine? I’ll study it.” Nan Ruoli took out one from the bundle Lin Feng had given Chen Tianlin on the table.

After studying it for a while, Nan Ruoli said to Lin Feng, “Feng’er, light it up.”

Lin Feng took out a small flame and lit it up for Nan Ruoli’s stick. The three of them did not speak as they began to inhale clouds and smoke.

“Feng’er, I have decided. You can issue a challenge letter. However, you must issue a second-class challenge letter. What does junior brother Chen think?” Nan Ruoli took a glance at Chen Tianlin.

“I don’t have any objections. That group of bastards needs to be dealt with.” said Chen Tianlin.

“Teacher, what is going on with this grade 2 challenge letter? What is that type?” Lin Feng was puzzled.

Nan Ruoli stared at Lin Feng and asked, “The first type is to fight as you wish without rules. This is usually a battle between peak masters and will not implicate innocent bystanders. The second type is a battle between peers, just like the yearly sparring competition between the various peaks. Those of a higher generation are not allowed to interfere. In a challenge like this, in the generation of peak masters, there are still those who are over fifty years old who are not allowed to participate. Feng’er, how do you feel?”

“Then it’ll be the second category. Teacher, please make the arrangements. Thank you.” Lin Feng bowed and said.

“Senior Brother, amongst the second-generation disciples from Tiangang Peak, how many are there? They are besieged and there are experts above them. I am feeling concerned,” Chen Tianlin said with a frown.

"Well, as far as I know, only Cao Tianyu is a good hand, and the rest are all at the early stage of the War King. The rest are at the middle stage. I forgot to count Cao Shuixing. He is less than 50 years old, and now he is at the middle stage of the War Emperor? No! Feng'er can't withstand it. How can there be such a bad mouth?" Nan Ruoli stood up.

“Can I run?” Lin Feng asked a crucial question.

Nan Ruoli pondered for a moment and said, “There is no such rule. Victory is to obtain the red flag placed in the middle of the Tiangang Peak’s Martial Field. If you fail, you will be defeated. As for escaping? There doesn’t seem to be such a rule.”

“It’s just a mid stage War Emperor. I can handle it. At worst, I’ll just run.” Lin Feng spoke useless words!

"That's right. If you can't do it, then run back. They still dare to chase after you. If they dare to enter our Moon-watching Peak, I'll break their legs," Chen Tianlin said loudly.

“Alright, then it’s settled.” Nan Ruoli stood up and picked up a bunch of cigars from the table.

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