The Return of the Sword God

48 - The battle

None of the students under the ring refuted Qin Shuyu's words. Instead, they felt his words made sense.

No matter what was said, Zhou Yuhu was ranked third in the university fighting tournament. He was also highly praised by several teachers who taught the fight. They predicted Zhou Yuhu would be able to create a reputation for himself in the upcoming city battle tournament, not to mention giving a lesson to the weak and thin Shi Feng. It was like using a butcher knife to kill a chicken.

“Although he remains unyielding at the moment, I guess Shi Feng will kneel down and beg for mercy in a moment.”

“Do they need to be mentioned? Why don't you see who Zhou Yuhu is? My guess is Shi Feng will be lying on the floor in ten seconds.”

The male students in the class started laughing as they discussed Shi Fengs end.

“What's wrong with you guys? Is this how you treat your classmates?” Zhao Ruoxi asked as she looked at her classmates with an angry expression.

All students are silent. However, their eyes showed a hint of disdain when they looked at Zhao Ruoxi.

One of the pretty dressed girls in the class pursed her lips in disdain, softly saying, “You just look pretty enough. If it wasn't for Big Brother Long, who do you think would listen to your words?”

The other girls immediately nodded their heads. They did not take the class supervisor seriously.

Although the girls spoke in a soft tone, everyone present could hear them clearly. Beside him, Ling Feilong felt refreshed as he enjoyed listening to their words.

Zhao Ruoxi turned her face angrily, no longer paying attention to these people.

Ling Feilong walked up to him and softly said, “Ruoxi, I know that you have no choice in this as a class supervisor. However, it was Shi Feng who discovered the problem here, so you can't just blame everyone. Moreover, no one believed Shi Feng could win with that small body of his. You literally throw your money into the sea. In a moment, I will talk about it with Brother Hu not to take your money and let Shi Feng pay for everything.”

“Indeed, I helped Shi Feng because I was the class supervisor. However, regarding the matter of the money, I never thought to ask him back.” Zhao Ruoxi glanced at Ling Feilong, coldly saying, “On the other hand, you were the one who had taken the recommendation that Shi Feng was entitled to. Instead of helping Shi Feng right now, you instead hurled a cynical statement. Are you afraid of people criticizing you behind your back?

“Also, how can this be considered a 'trade hint?' One was ranked third in the school, whereas the other was a student who did not even know any fighting techniques. Don't you feel embarrassed when you talk about this?”

Every word Zhao Ruoxi caused a pain that pierced Ling Feilong. Moreover, her graceful and delicate complexion exuded an indescribable sense of power that assaulted Ling Feilong's heart. Ling Feilong was speechless as he turned pale from anger.

As Zhao Ruoxi said, each class had a fixed number of places to get recommendations. Only students with results among the top twenty in the class are eligible for this recommendation. However, Ling Feilong had managed to obtain the qualifications to participate in the city fighting competition after much difficulty. If others found out that he was a student with no recommendations, it would be an absolute humiliation.

The previous school had also considered such a reputation issue. Hence, they had ensured that the top five contestants of the fighting tournament would get a recommendation, even though their studies were not good. However, Ling Feilong was only at rank nine, so naturally, he could not obtain it. Therefore, he had suggested such a thing to school. Seeing Ling Feilong's result of being ranked in the top thirty in the class, not far from being ranked twenty, the school decided to agree to his request. But the condition is that someone must be willing to give up his recommendation. As for how he would make someone give up his place, it all depended on Ling Feilong himself.

Shi Feng was only a weakling. Originally, Ling Feilong intended to utilize the class's collective intentions, in addition to his own strength, to easily oppress Shi Feng. Then, after giving Shi Feng some benefits, this matter would be considered finished. However, Shi Fengs actions were completely different from what Ling Feilong had imagined. Shi Feng did not take it seriously in the slightest and threatened him without hesitation. Now, he was even ridiculed by Zhao Ruoxi. Ling Feilong's heart was currently filled with an unquenchable fury.

“True, this is not an equal fight. However, could Shi Feng blame others for being weak? Who approved this competition? Surely you can't blame me for this.”

Ling Feilong looked at Zhao Ruoxi with blood red eyes. If Zhao Ruoxi did not have a beautiful appearance and attractive body, she would have long since sent out a slap. However, he held it. Using violence is definitely not a smart move. Moreover, Zhao Ruoxi's family background was not at all simple. If he caused an incident now, his entire life would be over. Also, when Ling Feilong thought of how he could play around with Zhao Ruoxi in the future, the anger in his heart subsided a little.

Boy, after making me a big loss, just wait and see, Ling Feilong glared at Shi Feng, cursing inwardly.

However, he had to agree to one of Ling Feilong's words.

It was an unbalanced fight.

In Shi Fengs previous life, although his physique was not comparable to first-rate fighters, he could still beat them into submission. The thing he relied on to win was a life or death fight in Gods Domain. What do you mean by a hundred-fighting hero? After undergoing hundreds of wars, it was hard not to become an expert hero.

The same thing happened to many martial artists. Their training usually involves pushing themselves to the brink, using the feeling of their lives hanging on a thread to train and improve themselves. However, such a way was too dangerous. The average person would definitely not do such a thing. It is easy to over-act and lose life.

After Shi Feng had undergone an extremely realistic life or death battle, his increase in fighting experience and techniques had grown tremendously. His skill in fighting even surpassed the standards of national fighting competitions in several levels.

Within ten years, any melee player who had a good reputation in Gods Domain could easily defeat the current Jin Hai City's fighting prowess, not to mention Shi Feng, who was once a Captain of the Shadow.

In Shi Fengs eyes, the university fighting tournament was like a child's game. Moreover, in terms of physique, his body currently exceeded his body ten years later. Fighting would not be a problem, even if he had to face five or six Ling Feilong.

“Brat, you're really carefree looking around. Watch how I'll heal you!” Zhou Yuhu said as he rushed towards Shi Feng. He immediately sent a slap to Shi Fengs face, intending to humiliate him first.

Naturally, Shi Feng could easily see such an action. However, Shi Feng stood motionless even though he was dealing with someone much stronger than him. Shi Feng sent an ordinary punch to Zhou Yuhu's face, completely ignoring Zhou Yuhu's slap.

Zhou Yuhu had never imagined Shi Fengs fist would have such precision, pointing straight at his face. Instinctively, Zhou Yuhu used his hands to hold this fist.

Shi Fengs lips curved upwards when he saw Zhou Yuhu's actions. With lightning speed, Shi Fengs hand cut across Zhou Yuhu's neck. Zhou Yuhu failed to react in time as he received the wound on his neck. With the precision of the scalpel, Shi Fengs hand slashed the main artery in Zhou Yuhu's neck.

Suddenly, Zhou Yuhu felt his gaze blur. There was a suffocating feeling as Zhou Yuhu felt all his strength leave his body.

Shi Feng did not give Zhou Yuhu the time to catch his breath. Immediately, he sent another punch to the side of Zhou Yuhu's stomach. Zhou Yuhu wanted to block the attack, but his body refused to listen to his thoughts. He could only feel a piercing pain in his intestines as a stream of yellowish liquid came out of his mouth. Zhou Yuhu's vision became blurred. She couldn't cry, even though she wanted to.

Zhou Yuhu's body instinctively wanted to fall, but Shi Feng did not give him such an opportunity. Box after fist landed on Zhou Yuhu's stomach, followed by a few more blows that landed on his ribs. After receiving a series of consecutive blows, the acidic liquid in Zhou Yuhu's stomach had completely come out of his mouth. Then his body fell to the ground like a dead dog.

The entire arena suddenly became silent.

Everything happened too fast. It was so fast that not a single person reacted.

Only after Zhou Yuhu lay on the ground did the match judges finally react. Immediately, he declared the end of the fight and Shi Feng, the winner. At the same time, he hurriedly ran to Zhou Yuhu's side to check on her.

The judge really couldn't imagine it. Zhou Yuhu, the third ranked student in the university battle competition, was not even a match for such a weak-looking young man.

Zhou Yuhu was not at all too weak. On the contrary, that weak-looking young man was simply too strong. After watching some of Zhou Yuhu's matches, the judge learned that he was extremely strong. At the very least, it was not easy for the judge to deal with it.

Upon seeing Zhou Yuhu's injuries, the judge was stunned. Shi Fengs technique was simply too terrifying. Each of his movements was perfectly measured, only breaking two to three of Zhou Yuhu's ribs but not severely injuring him. Zhou Yuhu only took over a month to heal his chest.