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Chapter 39 Squirting on the Face
Mo’er was afraid that she would shout, so she quickly covered her mouth with her hand. Just as they were surprised, Lin Feng and Nalan Yunjie came in together. Immediately, the four of them looked at each other.

Lin Feng reacted and pretended not to see Mo’er and Xiao Rong. He told Nalan Yunjie, "There are seats over there. Let's go there."

Nalan Yunjie understood what Lin Feng meant. She pretended not to see the Sixth Princess and Miqie Xiao Rong and said with a smile, "Okay."

Seeing that Lin Feng and Nalan Yunjie ignored them and sat down on the other side, Mo’er suddenly stood up and walked quickly to Lin Feng's table despite Xiao Rong's obstruction. She patted the table and said, "Didn't you say that you were not hungry? Why are you here to eat now?"

Lin Feng liked beautiful women, especially beautiful women like the Sixth Princess. However, it did not mean that she could scold him randomly.

After thinking for a while, he looked at Mo'er and said, "Whether I'm hungry or not is my business, do I have to report to you? Is that necessary? Besides, who are you to me?"

"You? Wait for it! Don't regret it." Mo’er clenched her fists, stared at Lin Feng, and then at Nalan Yunjie.

Nalan Yunjie smiled uneasily and said, "Why is Mo'er so angry? That's how Lin Feng is. Let's sit down and eat together."

Mo’er gave a humph and sat down. Seeing she sit down, Xiao Rong also sat down beside her.

The waiter came over and asked, "Young Master, Miss, what would you like to order?"

Mo’er turned her head and gave a humph, while the waiter turned to look at Lin Feng.

Helplessly, Lin Feng rubbed his nose and said, “I’m not hungry. Serve the beauty first.”

Nalan Yunjie didn't know what had happened between Lin Feng and Mo'er, so she casually ordered a few dishes.

After the waiter left, Mo'er said angrily, "Lin Feng, don't think that I don't know what you are up to. If you annoy me, I will tell Consort Jiao."

"What does it have to do with you? Aren't you meddling too much?" Lin Feng frowned and said. He admired a beautiful woman like Mo'er very much. However, he had yet to get her. So, it’s not worth offending Nalan Yunjie, whom he had already gotten, for Mo’er.

“Meddling? Are you calling me a busybody? If you don’t train hard, you’ll know if I am a busybody when you lose to Wenhao Magnus, Wan Qianhao, and Zhou Guangwu.” Mo’er said angrily.

“How do you if I am training properly? I only came out today.” Said Lin Feng.

Nalan Yunjie didn't know what had happened between Lin Feng and Mo'er. When she saw the waiter bring food up, she said with a smile, "Okay, stop quarreling. Let's eat."

Lin Feng stretched out his hand and was about to grab his cutlery when Mo'er slapped Lin Feng's hand away and snatched the cutlery.

Lin Feng was stunned. He smiled bitterly and took another set. The four of them did not speak and began to eat.

The angry Mo’er picked up her chopsticks and clamped them hard on the food in front of her.

Lin Feng mumbled in a low voice, “No manners, no different from pigs. I wonder if you will be able to marry one day.”

"Who are you talking about?" Mo'er slammed the table and stood up.

Lin Feng turned a blind eye to it and calmly said, “Are you no different from a pig? How do you know I’m talking about you? People picked up all kinds of things, but not scolding.”

Mo’er was so angry that she started laughing. After sitting down, she smiled and said, “I can do whatever I want. As for marriage, I don’t have to worry about that, I have a fiancé.”

“I can’t tell. No wonder you are so daring, you have a backup plan.” Lin Feng sounded irritating.

Bickering? That was Lin Feng’s specialty from his previous life, and he had yet to lose.

"Well, Lin Feng, why don't you give way to Mo'er? Be a gentleman," Nalan Yunjie said with a smile.

"Liar, lie. If he were gentlemanly, the sun would have risen from the west," whispered Mo’er.

“Didn’t I say I wasn’t hungry? At that time, I wasn’t even hungry. Didn’t I also say that I would treat you to a meal another day? How did I lie?” Lin Feng said, feeling a little wronged.

"Isn't it a lie that you didn't invite me to dinner but came out to invite Ms. Nalan to dinner? If you get married, people like you will do things behind your wife's back." Mo'er turned her chopsticks and knocked on the table.

Nalan Yunjie couldn't stand it anymore. She couldn't swallow the soup. She was afraid that it would splash on the table, so she couldn't help but turn her head and spit it out.

Every single drop landed on Lin Feng.

Lin Feng wiped his face with his sleeve and said to Mo’er, “Sixth Princess, I just didn’t treat you to a meal once. Do you have to push things to such a high level after I get married?”

Nalan Yunjie took out a handkerchief from her sleeve. She wanted to wipe it for Lin Feng, but she was too embarrassed to do so. Her hand stopped in mid-air and she didn't know what to do.

Lin Feng took the handkerchief, carefully wiped his face, and comforted her with a smile, "It's okay."

Knowing that she had gone a little too far, Mo’er scratched her head and stopped talking.

“I don’t blame you. Let’s eat. I’ll treat you to another meal another day. But you’ll have to wait for a while. After all, I am about to have a match with Wenhao Magnus,” said Lin Feng.

"If you lose, even if you treat me to a meal, I won't eat it. If you win, I'll treat you to a meal," said Mo'er, staring at Lin Feng.

After eating, everyone went their separate ways. Lin Feng returned to his residence, but he did not understand why Mo’er was targeting him, he had never provoked her. For the time being, the most important thing was to improve his strength. Wenhao Magnus was different from Zhou Guangbin. Zhou Guangbin was a good-for-nothing, but Wenhao was different. He was a student of Class Three, who was at the peak of Combat Soldier, he could break through to Combat General at any time.

With the long spear on his back, Lin Feng arrived at the back mountain. He sat down and began to cultivate. His Combat Qi circulated on its own and absorbed nature’s energy, and he began to train his spiritual strength. The magic was his trump card while the Combat Qi was what he could show for now.

When it was the latter half of the night, Lin Feng stood up and circulated his Combat Qi throughout his body, and he practiced Tai-Chi. The more he practiced, the smoother it became. Lin Feng thought for a moment, wondering if it was possible to use the Sky-Piercer using his hand.

As soon as he thought of it, he did as he was told. The Combat Qi in his body began to circulate according to the circulation method of Sky Piercer. When it reached his arm, Lin Feng’s arm ferociously slammed out. Following Lin Feng’s arm, the revolving Roaring-Tiger Combat Qi shot out and only dispersed a few feet away.

Lin Feng smiled. This was a good sign. In the future, even if he didn’t have a spear, he wouldn’t just sit there and wait for death.

After running out of Combat Qi, Lin Feng began to practice magic. At the moment, the rank two magic was free and easy in his hands. When his spiritual force was exhausted, Lin Feng sat on the ground and began to practice again. Recently, he had been practicing hard, and his spiritual force progressed very fast. The spiritual force around his spiritual core in his Mind of Consciousness was very thick and could enter condense at any time. As long as the spiritual force was liquefied, he would enter the peak of a Magic Apprentice.

It was not until dawn that Lin Feng's Combat Qi and the spiritual force returned to normal. Lin Feng looked inside himself and found that his Combat Qi had reached middle rank and could enter the late stage at any time. Thinking about it, Lin Feng smiled. He was a genius. He had only practiced for a few months and had practiced both magic and Combat Qi. Now even the genius of War Tiger Academy could not improve as fast as him. The fact he did not need to rest had contributed a lot.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Feng knew the reason. Practicing magic was no different from resting. In this way, his practice of Combat Qi would not be delayed. Relatively speaking, the time spent practicing magic was relatively less.

After tidying up his clothes, Lin Feng played Tai-Chi on the spot again before returning to the canteen.

When Lin Feng entered the canteen, he saw Mo'er sitting on his usual seat and holding her cheeks with one hand. No one knew what she was thinking.

When Lin Feng sat down, Mo’er snapped back to reality. Looking at Lin Feng, she asked, “The day after tomorrow is the date of the match. Are you confident?”

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