The Hooligan in Another World

Chapter 83 Combat God Was Stunned

Lei Tianyu smiled and said, “Old Hai, why are you so angry? You’re already so old, is that necessary?”

“I don’t care about anything else, but if you dare to insult War Tiger Academy, so be it. Others might be afraid of you, Thunder Combat God, but Iam not.” Lei Tianyu’s words crossed his bottom line.

“A slip of the tongue. Hehe, a slip of the tongue.” Lei Tianyu wasn’t trying to provoke Hai Tianlan on purpose, he just wanted to test Old Hai’s opinion on the sleeping Lin Feng. Knowing how much Hai Tianlan valued Lin Feng, Lei Tianyu’s goal had been achieved. He would pay attention to Lin Feng in the competition between the two academies.

Old Hai knew that he’d been fooled, so he harrumphed coldly. “I know what you’re planning, but it’ll be difficult for you to get what you want.”

According to Old Hai’s understanding of Lin Feng, there was an eighty percent chance that Lin Feng wouldn’t choose to leave home to cultivate with Lei Tianyu.

“That’s my business. Just don’t push it around.” Lei Tianyu glared at Old Hai.

“It’s up to my mood whether I’m willing or not. If you accept a disciple, I may take one on a whim too.” Hai Tianlan’s attitude was one of concession.

“What were you thinking about? When I am not taking in disciple, you are not! When I wanted disciple, you wanted on too? Are you looking for trouble?” Lei Tianyu raised an eyebrow.

"What can you do about it?" Hai Tianlan said disdainfully.

“I have not accepted disciples for over a hundred years. This time, it’d be best if you didn’t cause any trouble. If you dare, I’ll burn down the entire academy. Do you believe me?” Lei Tianyu was provoked by Hai Tianlan.

“Fu*k, are you threatening me? If you dare fire it, you won’t need to wait for your Combat God’s deadline, I will kill you straight.” Hai Tianlan’s face fell.

Lei Tianyu didn’t want to tangle with Hai Tianlan any longer. He turned his head away and fell silent.

The preliminaries quickly ended. Guan Canglan and Zhou Guangwu, the two groups that had achieved great victories, and the other two Class Five competitors who relied on their movement techniques to quickly preserve their speed on the stage.

The ranking test for Class Five was about to begin. Nalan Yunjie woke Lin Feng up and told him, "The ranking test is about to begin. You have to learn their fighting methods and watch their fighting skills and experience."

“Mm.” Lin Feng rubbed his eyes and looked towards the arena.

Lin Feng observed the victor for a moment, before he said in a low voice, “The brat from the Zhou Family has also won. Good, very good.”

“No need, try your best not to provoke him.” Nalan Yunjie was a bit afraid of Zhou Guangwu becoming the Thunder Combat God’s disciple, so she didn’t want Lin Feng to be in trouble.

"It's difficult. The Zhou Family and the Lin Family are like fire and water. It's inevitable that there will be conflicts. But don't worry, Mentor. I know what I'm doing." Lin Feng comforted Nalan Yunjie. He couldn't call her sister in front of others.

"It's good that you have a sense of propriety. Don't mess around." Nalan Yunjie nodded.

The ranking battles began. Guan Canglan was unstoppable the entire way and his opponent couldn’t last more than a few rounds. Zhou Guangwu’s performance was strong and swept away the dejection he felt when Lin Feng defeated him.

Of course, the success of the two had something to do with the large number of people selected behind them. The people in the two groups directly admitted defeat when they met them.

On the other hand, it was much more difficult for the other two people who entered by themselves. They were faced with the obstruction of two masters of the group in each battle. However, the two people were indeed not simple. They still entered the top ten rankings.

After the battle, Guan Canglan came to Lin Feng and said with a smile, “If nothing goes wrong, I will definitely be the champion of Class Five. Shall we go out for a drink tonight?”

Lin Feng cupped his fists together and said, “We must drink it, but now is not the time. Let’s wait for the competition to end.”

“Alright, then it’s settled.” Guan Canglan left after speaking.

Nalan Yunjie looked at Guan Canglan's back and said, "He's right. According to this situation, he will be the champion. His strength is indeed not simple."

Lin Feng watched Guan Canglan return to the battlefield and said, “Rumor has it that his Overturning Sword is extremely tyrannical. No one has been able to force him to use his full strength yet.”

Nalan Yunjie nodded and said, "Yes, because his opponent has not reached that level yet."

Lin Feng looked at Zhou Guangwu, wanting to see how far he could go. If he dared to participate in the championship competition, then he would still be Lin Feng’s opponent.

While Lin Feng was observing Zhou Guangwu, Zhou Guangwu’s gaze also landed on Lin Feng.

The two of them looked at each other. Zhou Guangwu’s eyes were filled with hatred, while Lin Feng’s was filled with disdain, undisguised disdain.

Looking into Lin Feng’s eyes, Zhou Guangwu was so angry that the muscles on his face were twitching. His face was hideous and ugly.

In contrast, Lin Feng’s expression was calm, his smile filled with disdain.

“Look at your nominal disciple! How can you find a good disciple with your eyess? Pah!” Hai Tianlan teased.

“Didn’t you say he’s just a nominal disciple? I don’t care. It’s fine as long as my official disciple works hard. Who is that brat? For him to be so arrogant, does he not know Zhoug Guangwu is my nominal disciple?” Lei Tianyu frowned.

“You have many nominal disciples. Even if he is precisely your disciple, he might not put you in his eyes.” Hai Tianlan said.

“Stop looking for trouble,” Lei Tianyu said angrily. “I didn’t do anything to you.”

"Well, to tell you the truth, your nominal disciple was defeated by this boy some time ago. That's why he is like this now." It was rare for Hai Tianlan to be so serious.

“An early-stage Combat Warrior defeating a middle-stage? What combat skill did he use?” asked Lei Tianyu excitedly. Martial Masters were all curious about rare combat skills.

“He also has combat skills, and they’re very powerful. But that brat’s strongest point isn’t his combat skills, but his spear arts,” said Hai Tianlan.

“A spear art? What spear art? Have I seen it before?” Lei Tianyu was excited.

"See your head? I guess he studied it by himself, because I haven't seen those techniques before. They're not combat skills, but they're much better than combat skills," Hai Tianlan said, squinting his eyes.

“You’re saying that he studied his spear arts on his own? What’s the situation? If his talent is so good, then give me some face. If he really is suitable, let me take him in.” Lei Tianyu rarely admitted defeat. After all, he wasn’t far from the end of his life, and he hadn’t had a successor yet.

"Even if I don't stop him, it will be difficult for you to get what you want. According to this kid's nature, he won't cultivate with you. Look at others." Hai Tianlan shook his head.

In truth, Lei Tianyu and Hai Tianlan had known each other for a long time. Although they weren’t friends, they weren’t enemies. Seeing Lei Tianyu’s current state, Hai Tianlan could understand.

"Why? I don't deserve to be his master. Whose child is he? I'll go find his parents. I don't believe that anyone will refuse me if I accept disciples," Lei Tianyun insisted.

“He’s been cultivating for less than a year and has spent almost all his time on his own. He’s already at the initial stage Combat General, and he’s even created his own spear arts. Why would he care about you? Go look for his master? Then you can go to the grave. His grandfather is Nan Ruofeng’s disciple, Lin Tianhe. You know him as well.” Hai Tianlan said.

“Things are still quite complicated. If it was as you said, someone who could train to become a Combat General in just a year’s time and who could create spear-arts, they really wouldn’t care if they had a master like me. Why is it so hard to just have a disciple.” Lei Tianyu sighed.

While the two of them were talking, Zhou Guangwu stepped onto the stage. His opponent was a black clothed young man who had charged into the ranking competition alone.

This young man looked ordinary, but he was quite famous in the War Tiger Academy. His real name was Xu Ruokong, and his nickname was Bloody Slaughter. Normally, he had no friends, and even when the senior class went out for training, he was alone.

“Have you considered what I said?” asked Zhou Guangwu who was standing on the stage.

“Cut the crap. Want me to follow you? Stop dreaming, because you’re not worthy. If you’re able to become the champion of the grand competition, then perhaps we can talk about it. But you... aren’t qualified.” The black clothed young man spoke in an ethereal manner.

“Alright, then there’s no need for me to hold back. I shall show you no mercy.” After speaking, Zhou Guangwu slashed his sword towards Xu Ruokong.

Xu Ruokong seemed to be too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhou Guangwu. He stretched out his hand and pulled out his weapon from his waist. Xu Ruokong’s weapon was a blood-red curved saber with red light flowing on its surface, as though blood was about to drip down.

At the beginning of the selection, Xu Ruokong used a normal saber, and he didn't show any strength.

Now that he had taken out this weapon, everyone knew that he hid himself in the previous battles.

Lin Feng also attached great importance to Xu Ruokong. It should be known that the weapon was inch long and inch strong, inch short and inch dangerous. If the size of the saber was short, Xu Ruokong must be good at close combat.

While Lin Feng was still thinking about it, Xu Ruokong slipped and dodged Zhou Guangwu's fierce sword. Like a loach, he approached Zhou Guangwu's body.

Zhou Guangwu’s expression changed. Xu Ruokong’s method of fighting was something Zhou Guangwu wasn’t used to. One had to know that Zhou Guangwu used a large sword that was suitable for a fight with a large blade and axe. It wasn’t nimble and agile. If t Xu Ruokong was close to him, then he might lose. Moreover, it would be a danger of being heavily injured or even killed at any moment.

After missing, Zhou Guangwu dodged to the side. At the same time, he slashed his sword horizontally to block Xu Ruokong that was approaching him.

Zhou Guangwu reacted just in time. Xu Ruokong’s curved saber, which was originally raised upwards, chopped down on Zhou Guangwu’s broadsword and was knocked aside. Xu Ruokong, who missed, immediately retreated.

Although he had blocked Xu Ruokong’s attack, Zhou Guangwu was still covered in cold sweat. If he had been just a bit slower, his abdomen would have been split open.

Xu Ruokong looked at Zhou Guangwu as if he was prey.