The Hooligan in Another World

Chapter 79 Stay Away from You

Lin Feng had guessed that she had a powerful combat skill, but he hadn’t expected it to be this powerful. He didn’t know which bast*rd had created it, but it was too freaky. If he were to take it head-on, wouldn’t he immediately turn into a popsicle?

"She can pull my ear and private part can be broken with a flick of her finger?" Thinking about it, Lin Feng had goosebumps all over his body. This woman was too horrible. He'd better stay away from her. He could touch Consort Yun and be impulsive with Nalan Yunjie. But not Mo’er Wayne.

After Jone announced the result, a mentor dragged Dai Yu away for treatment, and the victorious Mo’er jumped to Lin Feng’s side.

Lin Feng's body quivered and he stood up to hide behind Nalan Yujie.

Seeing Lin Feng running away in a panic, Mo'er was stunned. Actually, she had always been very low-key. This time, she just wanted to show off in front of Lin Feng, but she did not expect the opposite to happen. She scared Lin Feng away.

However, Mo'er was not willing to let Lin Feng escape just like that. She quickly caught up with him and asked with a smile, "Lin Feng, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing! Don't get close to me. I'm a little cold." What Lin Feng was thinking about now was who would be unlucky enough to marry Mo'er in the future. If he angered Mo'er or if he couldn't make her satisfied in bed, then once Mo'er strike, the unlucky man could only serve the Emperess.

“Cold?” Mo’er understood. What she had done just now had already made Lin Feng feel a little scared.

Reaching out to grab Lin Feng, she said, “Do you feel my hand is cold? That’s just Combat Qi. It’s just a combat skill, I’m hot.”

Lin Feng caressed Mo'er's hand doubtfully. He curled his lips and said shamelessly, "It's hot now, but who knows when you will be in a bad mood and turn into ice." After that, he let go of her hand. However, the softness of her hand made Lin Feng's heart itch.

"You hooligan! You want to get rid of me after touching me? Who do you think I am? Do I still want to get married? My hand is not for you men to touch at will." Taking advantage of the opportunity to teach Lin Feng a lesson, Mo'er made a big deal out of nothing. Nalan Yunjie, who was next to her, just smiled helplessly.

"You're the one who asked me to test whether it's cool or not? How can you frame me? Why am I a hooligan? What do you want?" Lin Feng was a little speechless. He was shameless enough, but the Sixth Princess was as shameless as him. However, there were too many people around him, so Lin Feng did not dare to shout.

"What do I want? I haven't decided yet. If I can't get married and others think that I've been touched by others, you have to be responsible for it." After thinking for a while, Mo'er uttered a shocking sentence.

If it were in the past, Lin Feng would be eager to have such a beautiful woman. However, thanks to the chilling move from Mo’er earlier, Lin Feng had given up. If he were to approach her at a critical moment in the future, his dream of hooking up with beautiful women would be dashed. He could no longer touch Consort Yun and Nalan Yunjie.

"Tell me other conditions. You'd better give up this idea. Even if you beat me to death, I won't be responsible for you. Marrying a popsicle at home and holding it every day? You'd better find someone else with a special taste," Lin Feng said carefully.

The reason why Mo'er was more casual with Lin Feng was because she knew of the engagement between them. It was decided by Lin Tianhe's grandfather and Mo'er's grandfather, so she was more open-minded and enthusiastic in front of Lin Feng. But now, Lin Feng's attitude hurt her.

“I already told you, that’s a combat skill, not an ice popsicle. You touched it earlier, yet you still can’t do it. At worst, you can try hugging me.” Mo’er’s eyes were red. Since young, no one had ever treated her like this. Now that Lin Feng was avoiding her like he was avoiding a tiger, she felt extremely wronged.

"Lin Feng, stop fooling around. Mo’er is right. That's just because of her Combat Qi and combat skills. She is normal at ordinary times. Apologize to her now!" Nalan Yunjie couldn't stand it anymore. If it went on like this, Mo’er would soon burst into tears.

Hearing Nalan Yunjie's words, Lin Feng bowed helplessly and said, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you." In fact, Lin Feng's apology was not only because Nalan Yunjie talked for Mo'er, but mainly because of her sad look. He didn't want her to be so sad.

"I know you still think I'm an ice popsicle. I'll go all out and not get married in the future. I'll let you hug me and see if I am an ice popsicle or not." Mo'er's tears still flowed down.

Lin Feng's heart suddenly soured. His attitude had actually hurt Mo'er so much. In fact, Lin Feng already knew that Mo'er cared about him a lot, but he did not expect it to be to this extent.

He wiped away her tears with his sleeve and said, "I know that you are not a ice popsicle. Don't cry. If you continue to cry, you will look ugly. Then you really can't get married."

"If I can’t marry others, then I’ll go look for you, no..." Mo’er changed her words halfway when she realized she had blurted.

As a woman, how could Nalan Yunjie not know what was going on in her heart? She felt a little sad. Lin Feng was outstanding. The princess's heart was tied to Lin Feng. No one knew what he would be like in the future. The main reason was that Lin Feng was too eye-catching.

"Stay away from here. Don't bother me." Nalan Yunjie pulled Mo'er and shouted at Lin Feng angrily.

Others might not know the reason, but how could Lin Feng not? Nalan Yunjie was already his fiancée, but now a woman asked him to take responsibility in front of her. It would be abnormal if Nalan Yunjie did not get angry.

Lin Feng ran aside and secretly gasped for breath. Helian Zhan walked over and gave Lin Feng a thumbs-up. He said, "You really impress me. Whether it's martial arts or other aspects, you are first-class."

Lin Feng shook his head helplessly. He could not bring himself to say it. What did it mean to be happy and in pain? Lin Feng understood it well. Looking at Mo’er who was more than ten feet away from him, Lin Feng observed her once again. Mo’er was a true beauty. Due to constant exercise, her legs were straight and full of strength. There was not a single bit of excess fat on her waist and abdomen. On the other hand, her chest was really big, as if it should not have been when she was 16 or 17 years old. Lin Feng looked at his hand and secretly wondered whether he could hold it or not.

After estimating for a long time, he didn't get any results. It seemed that if there was a chance, he could only do the on-site test. He would have a chance just now, but there were too many people. He didn't dare to do that. What if Mo'er flew into a rage and his hand would be frozen!

Just as Lin Feng was pondering the various issues, the few battles had already ended, and the battle had already entered the second round. When it was Lin Feng’s turn, his mind was in a mass as he stood on the martial arts field. Fortunately, he had met someone from Helian Zhan’s group. This person’s strength was not bad, otherwise, he would not have won so easily in the first round. Knowing that he was far from being Lin Feng’s opponent, he cupped his fists and admitted defeat.

The reason why he admitted defeat whenever he met Lin Feng was that Helian Zhan and the others had discussed it before. In a fight with Lin Feng, not only did they not have a chance to win, but they also wasted their energy and created opportunities for others. They might as well admit defeat directly. Moreover, if it wasn’t for Lin Feng, Helian Zhan’s small group would have been wiped out during the first round.

Seeing Lin Feng win without fighting and shaking his head, Chang Ming’s face was calm. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking, but Wan Qianhao’s face was extremely ugly. In the group battle, because of Lin Feng’s actions, his small group had almost been completely annihilated. This had interrupted his plan. Originally Wan Qianhao had planned to have more people enter the final ranking war so that his people could easily help him. There was no need for him to be so worried now.

Although he hated him, Wan Qianhao wasn’t stupid. Going against Lin Feng now would be a bad idea. Furthermore, he didn’t have the qualifications to go against Lin Feng now. He could only endure.

After Lin Feng came down, Wan Qianhao, Chang Ming, Mo'er, and one of the people from Helian Zhan’s team had achieved a complete victory.

The remaining five victors would fight each other, with one player gaining three points. Luck was the deciding factor at this point. If one was lucky, they would obtain the lot king and advance straight.

The God of Luck didn’t land on Lin Feng. Instead, Lin Feng drew lot number two and Wan Qianhao drew lot number one. He became Lin Feng’s opponent. Wan Qianhao cursed inwardly. Of the five lots, why did he pick this one? Ever since he was beaten up by Lin Feng last time, he had been a little fearful of Lin Feng. He never imagined that he would become Lin Feng’s opponent this time. However, he wasn’t worried. Even if he lost, he’d be able to enter the top five. He was qualified to compete in the competition between the two academies.

Lin Feng intended to injure Wan Qianhao, not because of himself, but because he was not afraid of Wan Qianhao, nor did he take him seriously. This time, in order to help Mo'er and Helian Zhan solve the crisis, Lin Feng decided not to let Wan Qianhao be in his peak state, because it would cause trouble for Mo'er and Helian Zhan, so he planned to teach him a lesson.

On the arena, Lin Feng positioned his spear horizontally in front of his chest and stared at Wan Qianhao. As long as Old Gary gave the order, Lin Feng planned to injure him heavily. At least he could not let Wan Qianhao to have the ability to challenge Helian Zhan and Mo'er.

Wan Qianhao looked at the bamboo lot in his hand and slowly thought about it. In the current situation, He was very clear that Lin Feng would not show mercy this time and would not give him a chance.

When Old Gary shouted, he quickly retreated.