Text_Chapter 32 More arrogant and more domineering
"Kacha"
However, Ling Feng still stepped down with his foot, breaking one of Mo Lan's hands. The flesh and blood were mixed, and the white bones were exposed.
"ah!"
Moran let out a scream that made people go numb, rolled his eyes, and passed out.
Of course, this was the result of Ling Feng holding back his kick, otherwise the kick would have gone straight to Mo Lan's chest. He was also very vigilant. He was not strong enough now. If he really trampled Mo Lan to death, the consequences would be feared.
It's not something he can bear now.
Ling Feng's eyes were gloomy. What if he trampled and killed a girl like this in the Holy Mountain?
However, things are different now. He still has Ling Qing to take care of, so he has more worries.
"Strength, everything depends on strength!"
He roared in his heart, eager to improve his strength. The bronze treasure body was not enough, unless he could advance to the silver treasure body, or even the gold treasure body.
Of course, this is just body training, his martial arts cultivation level must also keep up, and he must upgrade to the martial spirit realm as quickly as possible.
"little wind"
Ling Qing trotted over, looked at Mo Lan, and breathed a sigh of relief. The latter was seriously injured, but it was not life-threatening.
"I'm fine."
Ling Feng turned around, took out a bottle of spiritual nourishing pill, and asked Ling Qing to drink it.
Now he is already a junior alchemist. Although most of the elixirs have to be handed over to the academy, after all, he consumes herbs from the academy.
However, given his character, he would naturally leave some of it behind.
"kindness"
Ling Qing nodded, took a spiritual nourishing pill, and gave another one to the golden lion.
Her face looked a little ugly. Although Mo Lan was not dead, his injuries were so serious that even the outer elder Mo Shan would not be able to let them go so easily.
In fact, there was so much noise in the outer sect martial arts arena that not only the outer sect disciples gathered around, but also the inner sect disciples.
They looked at Ling Feng and Mo Lan and gasped.
"The second-level warrior was also defeated by Ling Feng!"
Someone exclaimed and became afraid of Ling Feng.
"That golden armor is too thick. It is impossible for a second-level warrior to hurt Ling Feng. He has taken advantage."
Some people shook their heads, thinking that it was just the golden armor that resisted the attack of the second-level warrior.
Of course, this is not what shocked them the most. You must know that Mo Lan's status is extraordinary. Even among the inner sect, few dare to provoke him. Everyone is afraid of him like a tiger. But now he was beaten to death by Ling Feng.
past.
"Lingfeng is so brave. He even dares to hit Mo Lan. Isn't he afraid of death?" Aoshan and Aofeng were stunned.
"Not to mention Mo Shan, the elder of the outer sect, even Mo Dao, the genius at the Spiritual Academy, could beat him to death."
"Ling Feng is going to be in trouble!"
Everyone was talking a lot, some were teasing, some were sneering, and some were feeling sorry for Ling Feng.
Then Mo Lan had a bad reputation in Lingwu Academy and was very disgusting. Ling Feng beat her, which indeed made many people breathe a sigh of relief. But it is not worth risking his own future for such a woman.
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"Whoosh" "Whoosh"
Suddenly, figures one after another rushed towards the outer gate. Teachers from the outer gate and the inner gate all came. Looking at Molan on the martial arts field, they were all shocked.
"What's wrong with Moran?"
Immediately, several people ran over, helped Mo Lan up, checked her injuries, and gave her a spiritual nourishing pill. Then she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Boy, was it you who severely injured Moran?"
A middle-aged man came out with gloomy eyes. He was Mo Lan's teacher. He was usually taken care of by Mo Shan, and he was partial to Mo Lan from the bottom of his heart. Without any explanation, he pointed at Ling Feng and said, "Now tie your hands immediately.
, go and apologize to Elder Mo Shan, and you won’t be here tomorrow, our Lingwu Academy can’t afford to accept a disciple like you.”
These words were extremely harsh, and Ling Feng was immediately sentenced to death.
"What if I don't?!" Ling Feng's face turned cold.
This man simply spoke to Moran indiscriminately, which made him angry. Before, he would have slapped him.
"Who do you think you are?"
The man suddenly became angry and scolded: "I'm just a disciple, but you dare to hurt the elder's granddaughter. Even if you're crippled, it's just a minor offense."
"roar!"
At this moment, Ling Feng's pupils were shrinking, and he was so gloomy and terrifying. A sudden anger arose, which made the man take a step back in fright.
It can be said that if pressed, he would leave the Lingwu Academy without hesitation, or even take Ling Qing to escape, and he would never let these people live.
That is the anger from the Martial Saint!
"Haha, Bai Yao, who do you think you are? Is it your turn to teach my disciples a lesson?"
A cold voice came, and Yunmeng was also startled.
Her face was as pretty as ice. She walked forward step by step and stared directly at Bai Yao. This shocked everyone. They did not expect that Yunmeng would come and stand up for Ling Feng.
"Teacher Yunmeng!" Bai Yao's face froze, and his arrogant momentum also weakened.
You must know that Yunmeng is an alchemy spiritual master with a distinguished status. Even the dean looks kindly to her when he sees her. Compared with Yunmeng, a martial artist like him is not worth mentioning at all.
Therefore, he remained silent and did not dare to say disrespectful words to Yun Meng.
"Then Mo Lan has been domineering and has made the entire outer gate a mess in the past few years. It's because of you people."
Yunmeng's tone was very cold, something that some people didn't dare to say, but she did.
"Have you asked clearly about today's matter?"
She looked directly at Bai Yao and said: "You blindly blame all the crimes on my disciples without asking clearly. Are you dissatisfied with me?"
This sentence is even harsher!
An ordinary teacher who is dissatisfied with an alchemy master may cause serious trouble.
And Yunmeng has a respected position in Lingwu Academy. If she really offends her, then he will definitely be kicked out.
"I don't mean that..."
Cold sweat broke out on Bai Yao's face, his face was red and his neck was thick. He was a man of dozens of people, but he was actually scolded by a girl in front of so many disciples.
"Then can you ask clearly the whole story?"
"Not yet..." Bai Yao wiped the cold sweat from his face.
"Then, let me tell you!"
Yunmeng walked over, put his hands behind his back, and said: "That Molan was overbearing and overbearing. He first injured my disciple's sister and... a lion, and then killed my disciple, so my disciple only defended himself!"
"Did you hear that clearly?!"
"Gah?!"
For a moment, the entire outer martial arts arena fell silent, and everyone was dumbfounded. Was Ling Feng just trying to defend himself?
This doesn't sound right!
Even Bai Yao froze in place, feeling like something was wrong with his ears. It was the most obvious favoritism, not much worse than him, and all the responsibilities were put on Mo Lan.
To put it simply, it was "justifiable" for Ling Feng to hit someone, and Mo Lan deserved it!
"This..." The cold sweat broke out on Bai Yao's face again.
He couldn't afford to offend Yunmeng, and he couldn't afford to offend Mo Shan either. He was caught in a dilemma for a while.
"snort!"
Yun Meng's face darkened, and a sneer flashed across her eyes. Didn't Bai Yao favor Mo Lan and bully her disciples?
Then she will be even more arrogant and let everyone know that her disciple Yunmeng is not someone to be trifled with.
"Elder Mo Shan, over there..." Bai Yao felt his mouth was dry.
"Haha, Mo Shan?"
Yunmeng snorted coldly: "If he wants to pursue the case, then let him come to me. I want to see if he still has the face to look like this."
As soon as the words came out, everyone gasped. This is an insult to an elder. Who would dare?
Of course, this sentence also made many people feel bad. Mo Shan really indulged Mo Lan too much.
"By the way, you won't come to Lingwu Academy tomorrow!"
Yunmeng waved to Ling Feng and Ling Qing, and then said this to Bai Yao.
In an instant, Bai Yao was stunned. He wanted to expel Ling Qing and Ling Feng from the academy before, but Yun Meng was more ruthless than him and directly drove him away as a teacher.
This made him so angry that he felt like crying without tears. Even the dean couldn't take the alchemist's words lightly.
It can be said that no matter what the outcome of this fight is, he will definitely be expelled from the academy.
"Girl...teacher!"
After entering the alchemy gate, Ling Feng opened his mouth. He did not expect that Yun Meng would come and speak for him so forcefully and domineeringly.
"Boy, our accounts will be settled sooner or later, but I, Yunmeng's disciple, must not be bullied by outsiders!"
Yunmeng is a very defensive person at heart, not to mention Lingfeng is indeed reasonable, and Molan is very annoying.
Of course, there is another important reason. Ling Feng's talent in alchemy is so outstanding. Once such a disciple is lost, where can he find it?!
"Then Elder Mo Shan..." Ling Qing asked softly.
"Don't worry, I'll block everything!"
This sentence warmed Ling Feng's heart. He didn't expect Yun Meng to have such a side.
Soon after, the entire Lingwu Academy was in turmoil. The elders from the outer sect, the inner sect, and the Lingwu Academy came, and even Elder Xia Yun came.
"Yunmeng, are you trying to protect that loser?" Mo Shan's face was livid and angry.
His granddaughter was seriously injured and might need a month of rest. He felt so distressed that he wanted to slap Ling Feng to death.
"Please make the decision, Mr. Dean. Ling Feng could not help but hurt Mo Lan so seriously."
"Elder Mo!"
Xia Yun frowned. He also knew about Mo Lan's temperament. He was afraid that Ling Qing and the Golden Lion were injured by her, and Ling Feng was angry and beat the latter even worse.
The problem was that Ling Feng was too harsh and it made things difficult for him.
"how?"
Yunmeng stood up from the wicker chair with a cold smile. He glanced at Mo Shan and said, "Hasn't Mo Lan done enough in the past few years?"
"How can I, Yunmeng's disciple, be so easy to bully?"
Then, she calmly walked to Xia Yun's side, suddenly lowered her voice and said something.
"What?"
Suddenly, Xia Yun's body trembled, his eyes widened, staring at Ling Feng, and his jaw dropped in shock.