The Hooligan in Another World

Chapter 81 Stealing My People

“Stop? What are you doing?” Mo’er was confused by Lin Feng’s actions.

“I’m going down, can I admit defeat?” Lin Feng was a little depressed.

"Dean Gary, I admit that I am no match for Lin Feng. I plan to give up this battle." Mo’er bowed to Old Gary and said something shocking.

“I’ve already admitted defeat, why are you still admitting defeat?” Lin Feng did not understand this woman. No, no, it should be said what was in her head.

"There’s no need for you to let me win. I’ve observed your few battles. Although my combat skills are powerful, I’m no match for you. Although I’m strong, I respect the facts. I don’t need you to give way to me. I also don’t want you to look down on me, so I admit defeat ." Mo’er bowed slightly to Old Gary and left the field.

Today, War Tiger Academy’s spectators and participants had truly broadened their horizons. In the previous battle, the two students had spared no effort and refused to give up in the end. However, in this battle, the two of them fought to give up.

Old Gary stroked his short beard and announced Lin Feng’s victory. It could be said that Lin Feng was already the champion of the competition for Class Four of the two academies and was just waiting for the final two matches to be announced.

At this time, Old Gary called out Chang Ming’s name. Chang Ming had taken a Qi Recovery pill and had recovered a little.

When Chang Ming arrived at the field, Old Gary called Mo’er Wayne, and she came to the field again.

“This battle might be unfair to Chang Ming, but how can there be absolute fairness in a battle? Fairness is something that you fought for yourself. In the end, no matter which contestant it is, they made it step by step. Although there are some who are lucky, I believe that luck is also a kind of strength. If you have the ability, you can deter others. You don’t need to walk to the end of a battle. Chang Ming, do you have anything to say?” After Old Gary finished speaking, he looked at Chang Ming.

Chang Ming smiled and cupped his hands, "The dean is right. Luck is a kind of strength. I just want the qualification to compete between the two academies. Besides, I am not a match for Wayne. I forfeit this round."

Old Gary nodded in agreement with Chang Ming's performance and said, "You can see through it. Good, I hope you can have a good result in the competition between the two academies. Mo’er Wayne won this round."

Mo'er and Chang Ming bowed to Old Gary and left the field.

Old Gary called out the names of Helian Zhan and Wan Qianhao. Helian Zhan recovered a little, but his condition was still very bad. He was on a completely different level compared to the Wan Qianhao who had surrendered against Lin Feng in the previous battle.

“I don’t want to say the same thing. Do you have any objections, Helian Zhan?” Old Gary looked at Helian Zhan and asked.

“No objections. Isn’t there a competition between the two academies? I forfeit this competition. I hope that Wan Qianhao will be able to continue smoothly. That way, we will meet again in the competition between the two academies. When the time comes, we will see what you are.” After saying this, Helian Zhan bowed towards Old Gary and left the arena.

Lin Feng stood up and walked up to Helian Zhan. He patted Helian Zhan’s shoulder and nodded.

“Don’t try to persuade me. I understand.” Helian Zhan pushed Lin Feng’s arm away.

“You are admitting defeat, yet you made it so arrogant. Who said that I am here to comfort you? I was afraid that you would fall again.” Lin Feng smiled. Helian Zhan was a freak too.

The ranking battles for the top five was settled after a few rounds. No one was stupid, and the qualifiers were fine as long as they were qualified. There was no need to reveal too much strength.

When the last five were announced, Old Gary read out the ranking of Class Four. Lin Feng won the first place as he wished, followed by the second place, Mo’er, the third place, Chang Ming, the fourth place, Wan Qianhao, and the fifth place, Helian Zhan.

The Class Four selection was over and the sky was about to turn dark. Old Gary announced the end of today's selection.

The crowd gradually dispersed. Just as Lin Feng was about to leave, Guan Canglan from Class Five walked over and cupped his fists together towards Lin Feng. “Congratulations, the champion of Class Four.”

“Luck, luck, I hope that your wish will be fulfilled tomorrow.” Lin Feng stood up and cupped his fists together.

“Luck? Didn’t the Dean say that luck is a form of strength? Let’s go have a drink after the competition ends.” Guan Canglan smiled as he spoke.

"Brother Guan, you are bold. Nowadays, people avoid me as if I am a demon. Aren't you afraid that other forces will make trouble for you?" Lin Feng said with a smile.

“Well said. You can’t be so wishy-washy when you talk. Do you think ordinary people are scared of you? Do you think I look like an ordinary person? They are them and I am me. Just do your best and celebrate tomorrow’s victory.” Guan Canglan left after speaking.

Lin Feng mumbled, “I can’t help but admit that he has a trace of tortoise aura on him.”

“What is the aura of a tortoise? How come I haven’t heard of it before?” Both Helian Zhan and Mo’er were confused.

“What tortoise? I am saying that he looked overbearing like a leader, do you understand?” Lin Feng explained.

Helian Zhan stretched out his thumb and said, “As expected of someone with a scholarly background. He’s really talented.”

"Makes sense. It’s just a little dirty," said Mo’er with a slanted mouth.

“He’s gone. Do what you need to do.” Lin Feng said.

“Damn it. That fellow’s fighting ability is quite strong. I’m going home to recuperate now. When I return home this time, I don’t even know how to deal with it. I won’t bother with you guys anymore. I’m leaving.” Helian Zhan turned and left.

“You’re not leaving? You have other things to do? How can you let me go once? Do you have any other requests?” Lin Feng looked at Mo’er and asked.

“Lin Feng, can’t you treat me better? What’s so bad about me, I can change it.” Mo’er said softly.

Lin Feng did not know what to say. Speaking harshly, he could not bear to say it. Even if he did not say it, it would not work.

How should he put it? He could not just tell her that they were not suitable! Mo’er did not say that she liked him, although it’s just a small matter, he could not cheat her.

If he didn’t say anything, he wouldn’t be able to go on like this. Lin Feng wasn’t afraid of Combat Qi or combat skills. That was just nonsense. The main point was that the Lin Family and the imperial family could no longer coexist peacefully. What would happen between him and Mo’er? What would she do in the future? If he were to push Mo’er away, and she became someone else’s woman in the future, Lin Feng’s heart would ache. He clearly had a chance to have, but why should he push her to someone else?

"Mo’er, don't you think I'm a hooligan? It's not good to be close to me, understand?" Lin Feng thought for a moment and decided to persuade her. A man can't be too selfish. He could not let a woman get hurt. Lin Feng didn't know what a man in this world was like, but a good man in his previous life wouldn't let a woman who liked him get hurt.

"I don’t know if you’re a hooligan or not, but I know what I do. I just hope that your attitude towards me will be better," said Mo’er with a red face.

"I will. You should think about the connections carefully. Go back and have a rest. You've been tired all day," Lin Feng patted Mo'er on the shoulder and said.

As Mo'er walked, she wondered why Lin Feng had changed so much. In the past, he used to be a timid scholar, but now, after learning martial arts, he had an evil aura around him. He was a little rogue, but not a hooligan. Compared to before, Lin Feng was too masculine. A man should be like this.

Lin Feng’s meaning was clear as day. How could the sly and pure Mo’er not know? Her parents had a huge problem with the Lin Family, and had already suppressed them with force. Lin Feng was afraid that she would be caught in the middle. The more it was like this, the more Mo’er felt that Lin Feng was a man, and had the responsibility of a man.

This was a little girl in love. The people she liked were all good, even if they were rogues and hooligans.

Back to his residence, Lin Feng took a shower and began to cultivate. Until the moon rose, Lin Feng pushed the door open and sneaked into Nalan Yunjie's residence.

Before Lin Feng could knock, the door was pushed open and Lin Feng got in.

"Do you know I'm coming? Did you miss me?" Lin Feng held Nalan Yunjie's and touched her shamelessly.

"What do you want me to say? Are you happy that I miss you? Why don't you take your time to cultivate?" Nalan Yunjie patted Lin Feng's hand away and said.

"Tomorrow is the qualifying match of Class Five. It has nothing to do with me. I plan to give myself a holiday. I won't leave today, but spend the night here." Lin Feng picked up Nalan Yunjie and walked to the second floor.

"Aren't you afraid of being seen by others?" Nalan Yunjie blushed when she heard that Lin Feng was not going to leave.

"Don't be afraid. If they see it, then they can spread it for me, and then no one will have intentions on you." Lin Feng put Nalan Yunjie on the big bed.

"You are not afraid, neither am I. I went home a few days ago and told my father about the situation. Coincidentally, someone came to propose marriage, he was my father's best friend. My father couldn't refuse. I said I had a boyfriend, but he didn't believe it. So I am not afraid that others will see it. If others see it and you can't get rid of it, my father will come to your house to settle accounts with you," Nalan Yunjie looked at Lin Feng and said.

Damn it, Lin Feng was a little angry. Someone was stealing his woman? That was no small matter.

“Which bast*rd dug up my wife. Who is it? Look at how I beat him up and see if he still wants my wife. Dear, don’t you think so?” Lin Feng growled. Damn it, this was too infuriating.

"Don't ask. Do you think I will marry anyone else? Unless I don't marry anyone in my life, I can only marry you," Nalan Yunjie turned off the light and said.

“Mm. That’s more like it. You’re mine in this life, and you’ll be mine in the next.” Lin Feng climbed onto the bed after finishing his words in a low voice.

…

After the storm, Lin Feng held Nalan Yunjie, who was leaning on his shoulder, and asked, "Sister, who is Guan Canglan?"

"I don't know. Dean Jone arranged him. Did you offend him? His strength is not simple. Do you understand?" Nalan Yunjie was a little worried that Lin Feng would offend too many people.